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Kerry Washington and Viola Davis Ink Individual Overall Deals With ABC Studios. The production companies are up and running. Kerry’s first project was the Anita Hill film Confirmation. Viola with Lila & Eve.

I believe strongly in the importance of having a seat at the table which makes starting this production company thrilling for me. It’s an honor to be at a point in my career when I can help generate projects that that are exciting, necessary, and truly reflect the world around us,” Washington said in a statement. “I’m grateful to be on this journey with ABC, a network that remains unparalleled in its commitment to inclusive storytelling.”

We started JuVee because we wanted to see narratives that reflected our multi-ethnic and multifaceted culture,” said Davis. “We wanted to be a part of classic storytelling, and we didn’t want to wait.”


Mixed Latinx positivity post

I saw a Latinx positivity post that throws mixed people under the bus so here’s my own to spread positivity for the mixed, coming from your local friendly multi-ethnic Latina who’s tired of ignorance!

Shoutout to the Latinx who grew up with their culture but feel like they don’t deserve to have it due to not being “Latin enough”, and those who grew up without their culture and are made to feel like they don’t have a right to call themselves Latin because of it

Shoutout to the Latinx who constantly get surprised reactions upon speaking Spanish/Portuguese because “I never would have guessed!”, and those who want to learn but are shunned because they can’t speak the language(s)

Shoutout to the dark-skinned/black Latinx who are told they look too dark to be Latin and have their Latin ethnicities invalidated because of it, and are constantly being demonized by both colorist and anti-Latin people

Shoutout to the white Latinx who are told they look too pale to be Latin and have their Latin ethnicities invalidated because of it, and are pitted against their own ethnic groups by being grouped with non-Latin racists

Shoutout to the pale Asian-coded Latinx who are told they look too Asian to be Latin and have their Latin ethnicities invalidated because of it, and are rarely represented in any type of media as actual Latin people who exist

Shoutout to the Latinx who don’t look like the stereotype and just generally have to suffer from people who act like Latinx have only one race

Shoutout to the Latinx who are black/white/Asian and have to decide which part of their identity to leave off of forms that group race and ethnicity together

Shoutout to the Latinx who are generally just sick and tired of having their Latin ethnicities erased in some way because of things they can’t control

I see you, you are enough. You are Latin.
Te veo, eres suficiente. Tú eres Latino.
Eu te vejo, você é o suficiente. Você é Latino.


“ A series of photographs by Piotr Sikora, created in collaboration with Piotr Bondarczyk, depicting Polish folk costumes in the context of contemporary multi-ethnicity. The project deals with the recent changes taking place in Polish society, which became almost entirely homogeneous after the Second World War when communism took the country in control and which is today experiencing a groundbreaking openness towards other cultures. . “

Rana, USA, Kurpie costume  and Maya, Algeria, Nowy Sącz costume

Nutsuko, Japan,  Lublin costume and Thesus, Puerto Rico,  Kraków costume

Folake, Nigeria,  Opoczno costume and Umi, South korea, East  Kraków costume

Leandro, Italy, Nowy Sącz costume and Maya, India, in Kaszuby costume

Jevone, Jamaica,  Highland costume and Miu, Japan,  Łowicz costume

Carmen, Dominican Republic, Lublin costume

Chris, Saint Lucia, Opoczno costume

Christian, Thailand,  Rzeszów costume

Farhana, Bangladesh,  Rzeszów costume

Verneille, Trinidad, Silesia costume

Rich, USA,  Łowicz costume

Peju, Nigeria,  Kraków costume

Jonathan, Mexico, Kaszuby costume

It is important to know the political and physical geography of today’s events.

First, there were five distinct groups.
The Trump supporters were based in Terry Schrunk Plaza. They tended to wear flags, fatigues and red Trump hats. A handful of minorities were present.

Surrounding them were four different groups.
A peace group began their protests outside Portland City Hall. The diversity in this crowd ranged from different ethnicities, to clothing, to age (young children and their parents, teenagers, millennial, boomers, and a group of 80+ year olds who have been part of Portland protests for decades.) By 11:30, when I arrived, City Hall walkway and the sidewalk in front were packed, making it difficult to walk along the sidewalk. The crowd shortly was filling one of the lanes of traffic along 4th avenue. A number of religious and ethnic community leaders gave speeches. Chanting and loudspeakers were directed towards the small group of Trump supporters who came to the west end of the park with signs and flags. This was, by far, the largest of the anti-Trump groups.

On the east side of Schrunk Plaza a group made up of Union members and an older crowd with a megaphone taunted the Trump supporters closer to the stage in the plaza. The chanting was robust from both sides.

And in Chapman Park there were two groups, though at times difficult to distinguish between them. The color of the day was black. Some were covered head to toe. Others wore t-shirts with slogans attacking both the Trump administration and the Portland police. There were a number in the park who were there to protest the Trump rally and call for peace. And then there were those itching for a fight: Angry at Trump, his supporters, the media, and the Portland Police. Perhaps especially the Portland Police.

The largest area with direct contact between the opposing protestors was between SW 4th and SW. 3rd on Madison. That is where the largest conflict occurred. It made sense this was the area that police heavily patrolled. A concentrated line of police in riot gear spaced just a few feet apart, three to five feet off the sidewalk. At times one lane of the street included patrol cars or vans with running boards and handles on the outside that acted as transport for twelve or more police. One lane was always open to cars on SW 4th, 3rd, and Madison. That made it easy for police and security teams from at least three of the groups to ask, (Yes, “Ask”, This is Portland) people to stay out of the street. Those in Chapman Square, Schrunk Plaza, and along Madison Street had either a barrier of police in riot gear or yellow police incident tape to show them where the demarcation lines were.

Perhaps the most obvious part about the Portland police presence was whom they were watching. The anti-Trump demonstrators outnumbered the Trump rally by estimates of 20:1. And the police approach was clearly that Trump supporters were considered in danger. Police stood facing Chapman sometimes shoulder to shoulder. To the east and west of Shrunk Plaza they were not as concentrated, 8-10 officers with one or two facing the Trump supporters. The rest focused on the peace group at City Hall or the union chanters at the Federal building.
That focus was commented on constantly. Along with those comments was a memory of the action several weeks ago when buses were ready to transport Trump marchers back to the starting point when they marched through a multi-ethnic neighborhood chanting anti-immigrant slogans. No riot police presence was evident then, so police are seen as protecting Trump supporters while aggressively agitating those against the Trump administration.

About 30 minutes before the scheduled end of the Trump rally things began to change significantly.

I stood at the Northwest corner of SW 4th and Madison starting around noon. I could see straight down the line of the police facing Chapman Square. I could also see the peace groups gathered at City Hall and the small contingent of Trump supporters in constant shouting. I could see into Chapman Square itself only a few feet. Lots of black clad people concentrated in the SW corner of the square, making it hard to see much in the center.

It was a busy corner.

For a time, there was almost a joyous atmosphere to the crowd. But it was not without its tension.

At one point, as I was talking to a friend, a group of Trump supporters carrying various flags and paraphernalia came through the crowd outside City Hall. They made it a point to shoulder their way pushing people. When they got across the street, one of them had his red hat knocked off of his head. It fell to the ground and a heavyset black clad fellow in his 20’s grabbed the hat and started to walk away with it. My friend intervened and told him, “We don’t do that,” effectively de-escalating the incident and sending the anti-Trump guy across the street to Chapman Square and the Trump supporter on his way north on 4th.

A white truck circled the blocks several times. It seemed to want someone to get agitated as it constantly sped up to trap people in crosswalks.

A number of individual incidents took place with police isolating people for a time and searching bags, taking away poles, and then releasing them.

Then the scene got intense around 3:20.

Scores more police arrived with insignia from several agencies. A loudspeaker announced the “Because of Criminal activity, people need to move to the center of Chapman Square.” Something had happened. We could not see what that was from the corner next to the Portland Building.
Standing where I was, NOT in Chapman Square, across the street, I figured I’d be able to watch the situation. But that was not to be.

As I stood there, I was suddenly pushed by a Police officer with a baton telling me that I had to move. I said, “the announcement said people in the Square. I am not in the Square. And I am observing as an elected official.” (I had my little magnetic nametag on my right side of my shirt.)

His response was to say, “Hello Lew. We’ve met. But you still need to leave this area.”

So I started walking north along 4th watching the Square.

It became clear that more was going on there. Within a few minutes several large reports rang out. Smoke of some form was evident. Angry voices rang out across the park. I could see batons being swung. I could not see whether people or objects were being hit. I called to one of the activists I saw in the center of the square to come my direction. He was helping a woman who was clearly disoriented and upset. They came under the chain that surrounds the park and into the sidewalk and street, yelling at the police for what was likely tear gas or pepper spray of come kind.

What sounded like a series of pellets being fired could be heard.

The next announcement said that police had been assaulted and that the gathering had been declared illegal.

Eventually the line of police stopped a few feet in from Main Street while still in Chapman Square.

By that time I’d seen a number of water bottles and rocks thrown at the police. I did not see who threw them. But they landed near the front of the police line.

A new announcement said Lonsdale Square had also seen criminal activity and that it too must be cleared.

I started walking that way. At one point a group of folks threw several newspaper vending machines into the center of the street. Then came several orange cones.

Remembering the fire that was started at the May Day march, I walked directly over to the growing pile and stood there for a while. A masked friend from the crowd yelled at me to watch out because tear gas weapons were pointed at me in the center of the street. I decided to stand there a while to see if anything more would take place. Nothing did.

I left to go closer to the stand off line.

There a few individuals were yelling at police. One attempted to get others to join him at the front of the line. It was only marginally successful.

But something had changed.

The large group of black clad people gathered to march north along 4th.

The police line dispersed and moved back to the Madison Street location.

I looked down 4th to see the group chanting and heading towards Morrison, possibly Burnside, with Police in pursuit.

(Note that because 4th and 3rd avenues had been blocked, the peace groups at City Hall and the Federal building were separated from the smaller groups in Chapman Square. I wonder how they would have handled the pushing and shoving. Some folks had simply sat down in Chapman Square, only to be moved forcibly with batons.)

By this time the Trump rally was officially over.

It was clear from looking across the street that those in Schrunk Plaza were agitated and looking to the police for directions out of there. Those directions had a small number walking out the SE exit and up Jefferson Street.

I walked up to City Hall. (Hearing along the way from ACLU legal observers that flash and tear gas canisters had been used around 4th and Morrison and that the group had been surrounded and everyone arrested.)

At City Hall the numbers had diminished somewhat, but the enthusiasm had not. Chants were still going.

I do not believe the group at City Hall knew that the Trump rally had ended until police started letting a larger number of folks out of the Plaza on the west side.

Anti-Trump demonstrators formed a gauntlet for them to go through for a time on the corner of Jefferson and 4th. There were a few punches thrown before police broke up that gauntlet. Only to see another one form half a block down. And then still another skirmish in the next block. That seemed to be the case along a path that went several blocks south and then doubled back on 5th avenue to the Portland building.

By the time I got to Madison again, a pepper spray incident had taken place involving the police. Demonstrators were treating several people, including a photographer.

As I left down town I unsuccessfully tried to find the larger group that had moved north. Helicopters were circling. I did not find them. But I saw both brief skirmishes and measured conversations taking place throughout the downtown.

Take a ways:
If the message was that Portlanders reject the Trump agenda, that came through loud and clear.
Were the Black clad folks heading into the streets to create more problems? Possibly.
Did Portland police give clear directions? No.
Was the strategy simply to move the more volatile elements away from each other before the end of the Trump rally? Well, that worked.
I’ve been told that at least one brick was thrown at police prior to the closing of Chapman Square. That would likely be grounds for some action. Was it over reaction?
Did the isolation approach work for the five rally groups? The peaceful groups continued to make their views clear. At what cost to future demonstrations? I know one former state senator who lost a great deal of respect for the Portland police after being manhandled and tear gassed while standing in what she had been told was a safe place to be.
I have not seen the media coverage beyond one article that spent ¾ of the time talking with and about the Trump supporters. I get it. The huge numbers of people protesting them were there because of them. And I think it was also likely that the reporter had not met or talked with that group before. I’d also say that the reporter decided to lump all of the protestors in one easy meme rather than understand the differences and how that played out on the streets and parks downtown. And of course the adrenaline spikes when there is action. Understanding the deeper issues or differences takes time for broadcast news and greater history and awareness for print. These days’ reporters are given neither time nor support for providing context.

Finally. It, frankly, could have been a lot worse.

—  Lew Frederick, Oregon State Senator (via Facebook)

What a powerful scene. Isak calling out Sana for saying that she was the one who said not to fuck over her friends, but still supporting her. Sana talking about the racism she deals with. Isak saying that it’s important for her to not assume that ignorance and stupid questions she has to deal with are borne of hate… and instead of being frustrated by them, see that they are an opportunity to teach people. Which will create tolerance, love and understanding!!

Isak: “[…] the first time you meet a Muslim face to face, you don’t know what to say. Can you say ‘foreigner‘, ‘multi ethnic’ or ‘multi cultural’? What is right? You don’t know if you can shake hands with someone wearing a hijab. Or if it’s disrespect to ask about Allah? So you end up not asking about nothing… because…”

Sana: “Maybe that’s just as well. Because I’ve gotten so many stupid racist questions in my life.”

Isak: “No Sana! Those stupid questions are fucking important! People must never stop asking those stupid questions. If they do they’ll come up with their own answers. That’s dangerous. You have to stop looking for racism in stupid questions. Even if it’s fucking annoying and feels racist, it’s super important for you to answer them. You have to answer them.”

And FINALLY we now know that Isak was jealous of Mikael and actually instigated the fight (hitting Mikael), and that Elias punched his lights out after that.

Also Isak laying down some wisdom about finding hate when you look for it… and when you find it you start hating yourself… man Isak, you’ve grown a lot and come to a lot of great insights.

“We’re buds!” ❤️

anonymous asked:

could you refresh my memory on the syrian civil war and the belligerents?

There are four mainstream groups that are fighting in the civil war, and those are the Syrian Army which is controlled by Bashar (l.a); the Free Syrian Army, which consist of many subgroups, ranging from secular to religious groups; we then got DAESH (ISIS), which everyone knows about; then we have the Syrian Democratic Force, which is a late player in the Syrian war.

The main oppositions of the Syrian Army are the Rebel Groups and DAESH. The main opposition of the Free Syrian Army is the Syrian Army, DAESH and the SDF.
The main oppositions of the SDF are the Free Syrian Army (The Jihadist faction) and DAESH.

The main goal of the Free Syrian Army is to depose Bashar due to his tyranny and control of the nation, however, these groups are so multifaceted that it’s complex to understand what their common goal is, however, these rebel groups have Secular or Sunni Islamist interests. Some of the subgroups, including some Jihadist groups are mainly supported by the Americans, Turkey and the gulf states.

Bashar’s goal is to well… suppress the opposition, and they are supported by Iran, Russia and Hezbollah. 

Then you have DAESH whose aim is to create a global Sunni theocracy based on Wahhabism, and they are opposed by literally everyone.

The tertiary group is the Syrian Democratic Forces, and they’re a multi-ethnic and multi-religious faction that strive to create a secular and democratic Syria, they are, however, dominated in manpower by the Kurds. SDF is not necessarily for Bashar’s army, since the SDF is composed of former FSA elements and therefore share the same sentiments as the FSA, rather, they have a dream of creating a Democratic and Federal nation, as opposed to the Jihadist subgroup of the FSA, such as Fatah Al-Sham, who aim to impose a Sunni Islamic theocracy, while the moderate groups are indifferent to whether it should be Islamic or Secular.
SDF is currently aiming to take the de facto capital from DAESH, Al-Raqqa and are currently engaging them in Tabqa and has made considerate gains against them since the Battle at Kobane. SDF is supported by both America and Russia.

prompts for writing about historical couples
hey u wanna start a comic or a fanfiction set in historical times but u have no idea what to write about? u’re tired of reading same shit set in victorian england or seeing stories of western world’s perspective of ww2 ? i have an idea for u. write about poland!! use our history! (all of those ideas are destined for same-sex relationships, please make them queer)
  • 10th century, after the Christianisation: gay couple splits up, when one of them converts to christianity and becomes a clergyman during his travel to rome. did i mention his boyfriend is a pagan druid? no? well, he comes back with a mission to continue christianisation and they reunite…
  • Teutonic Wars: they’re both Polish-Lithuanian knights, they fight together, Person A reportedly dies and Person B swears he’s going to found his partner’s killer (a teutonic knight, of course)
  • 17th century: love story between a winged hussar warrior and a cossack of a tatar origin
  • tadeusz kościuszko in america. flirting with girls as well as boys. that’s it.
  • emilia plater. just. her kissing other girls
  • Partitions:
    • polish napoleonic soldier who takes part in moscow campaign meets young lithuanian country boy
    • assistant/associate of viceroy of congress poland fells in love with young polish politician
    • austrian actress/artist falls in love with a beautiful girl from galician countryside; will do anything to rescue her from poverty
    • woman’s husband dies in november/january uprising, she meets another widow with children, together they help the wounded, take part in conspiracy, work at secret university, make love,
    • polish girl from poznań is forced to find job in prussia due to her family’s poverty, her landlady’s daughter falls in love with her. meanwhile, the 1848 poznań uprising breaks out and the girl’s family is in danger….
    • boy from kraków, who is a poet and boy from lviv, who thinks only about revolution
    • they once were a teenage sweethearts, then got separated, couple years passed and they both ran away because of november uprising’s repercusisionsand suprisingly reunited in paris
  • 20th century:
    • love between two medic girls during polish-soviet war 1920
    • big gay gang of cabaret artists
    • couple got split during ww1 and they end up in different former-partitioned lands; now they need to find each other
    • lots of multi-ethnic polish-jewish couples where they protect each other from prejudice (also good for 16th century); only requirement: NO ONE DIES
    • queer spies; queer couples in warsaw uprising; queer pilots during battle of england
    • polish art critic desperately tries to save as many works of art as she can before the governor hans frank’s people destroy them; her jewish/ukrainian/german/russian girlfriend helps her out
    • Person A signs up for insane attempt to save their significant other and/or their family from stalinist regime in early communist poland
    • full of internalized homophobia member of civic militia/security service/the communist party gets involved in operation hyacinth and he’s terrified when he discovers he’s in love with one of the “suspects”
    • casual queer teenage couple doing casual stuff in polish people’s republic, drinking pepsi-cola, dreaming about american jeans, listening to republika, kult and, destroying communism and shit
    • power lesbian couple in solidarność

feel free to add more ! go and write/draw/read, get inspired and remember, have respect and research is your friend!!

‘Swee’ brag-worthy destinations you can go to without breaking the bank!

Envy all that picture-perfect photos on your social media feed? Make all your friends wish they were there with you at these ‘swee’ destinations! What’s more, the trips won’t burn a hole in your pocket!

Embark on a food, art and architectural expedition at Penang George Town, Malaysia

It’s easy to fall in love with this charming colonial town when you think of how much you can enjoy with so little money. This renowned paradise of multi-ethnic flavours is home to a variety of cheap and signature fares, from Char Kuey Teow and Penang Laksa to its most popular local dessert, Penang Chendol!

Image: shankar s.

Food isn’t the only thing George Town is known for. Take to the streets to uncover Penang’s famous wall murals and navigate past traditional shophouses, Chinese temples and colonial architecture to fill your Instagram with #swee-worthy snapshots.

Find adventure around Borobudur, Indonesia 

For those in search of wonder and awe, visit the ‘Garden of Java’ for stunning views of the region’s lush greenery and verdant rice fields.

Getting to Borobudur is a short plane ride to Yogyakarta (AirAsia is a good direct option for cheap and flexible flights), followed by an hour’s bus ride from city.

Admire the sacred wall carvings and ancient stone statues at the world’s largest Buddhist temple and witness the early morning sunrise over this colossal monument. Be sure to have your cameras and selfie sticks ready to capture your next epic profile pic with the alluring sunrise that will have your friends grumbling with envy!

Hit the beaches of Cebu, Philippines

Cebu is the perfect weekend getaway for budget travellers and short-term vacationers alike. Food and accommodation options are cheap in this bountiful seaside town, with plenty of offshore and inland activities to keep you entertained.

Island hop to the nearby white beaches and snorkelling sites, discover underwater magic and vibrant coral gardens around Balicasag Island, or take a beginner’s diving course at one of the many scuba schools that offer amazing rates for dive packages.

Explore the old temples of Chiang Rai, Thailand

Changi Rai is easily the best place to stick to a budget. Filled with food, fun and friendly locals, escape to Thailand’s northern province to experience beautiful mountain landscapes, laid-back vibes and affordable adventures!

Embark on a tour the many mesmerizing Buddhist temples, take an enchanting jungle trek in search of exotic waterfalls and hidden hillside tribes, bargain for exotic handicrafts and cheap eats at the daily night bazaars, or take a liberating motorcycle ride through the remote province of Mae Hong Son.

It’s easy to fly direct from Bangkok, where you can stopover for a quick city sojourn before embracing nature! 

Get in touch with your spiritual side in Pondicherry, India

Feeling exceedingly stressed out? Sign up for a short stay at the Sri Aurobindo Ashram to enjoy an (almost) free stay with healthy vegetarian meals provided to all who’ve come to deepen their experience with yoga and meditation.

Not digging the pious life? You won’t have to go far to find cheap booze and fabulous fusion cuisine from this former French colony that will leave you craving for more!

Trek the nearby hills of Dalat, Vietnam

Image: Dung Le Tien

Dalat is the perfect destination for tourists looking to beat the heat and relax in the cool mountain air of this beautiful hillside city. Temperatures hover between 15°C and 24°C daily, making it ideal for trekking, canyoning and other outdoor activities that would usually leave you sweating buckets.

Explore the elegant architecture and French-colonial vibes of the inner city, visit Dalat’s oldest Pagoda (Chua Linh Quang), or cruise through the countryside on a motorbike while passing acres of strawberry and coffee plantations on your way to the legendary Elephant Waterfalls.


Local female Manbij Military Council trainees learning marksmanship training Feb. 21, 2017, at Sanaa Training Center in Northwest Syria. The MMC is a multi-ethnic force that includes Kurds, Arabs, Christians, Turkmen, Yazidis and others. This is the first cycle of women to graduate and join the MMC. The course is administered by the U.S Special Operations Joint Task Force – Operation Inherent Resolve trainers. 

The North American colonizers broke the traditional bonds of fealty and feudal obligation but, unlike the French, they only gradually replaced the traditional bonds with bonds of patriotism and nationhood. They were not quite a nation; their reluctant mobilization of the colonial countryside had not fused them into one, and the multi-lingual, multi-cultural and socially divided underlying population resisted such a fusion. The new repressive apparatus was not tried and tested, and it did not command the undivided loyalty of the underlying population, which was not yet patriotic. Something else was needed. Slave-masters who had overthrown their king feared that their slaves could similarly overthrow the masters; the insurrection in Haiti made this fear less than hypothetical. And although they no longer feared being pushed into the sea by the continent’s indigenous inhabitants, the traders and speculators worried about their ability to thrust further into the continent’s interior.

The American settler-invaders had recourse to an instrument that was not, like the guillotine, a new invention, but that was just as lethal. This instrument would later be called Racism, and it would become embedded in nationalist practice. Racism, like later products of practical Americans, was a pragmatic principle; its content was not important; what mattered was the fact that it worked.

Human beings were mobilized in terms of their lowest and most superficial common denominator, and they responded. People who had abandoned their villages and families, who were forgetting their languages and losing their cultures, who were all but depleted of their sociability, were manipulated into considering their skin color a substitute for all they had lost. They were made proud of something that was neither a personal feat nor even, like language, a personal acquisition. They were fused into a nation of white men. (White women and children existed only as scalped victims, as proofs of the bestiality of the hunted prey.) The extent of the depletion is revealed by the nonentities the white men shared with each other: white blood, white thoughts, and membership in a white race. Debtors, squatters and servants, as white men, had everything in common with bankers, land speculators and plantation owners, nothing in common with Redskins, Blackskins or Yellowskins. Fused by such a principle, they could also be mobilized by it, turned into white mobs. Lynch mobs, “Indian fighters.”

Racism had initially been one among several methods of mobilizing colonial armies, and although it was exploited more fully in America than it ever had been before, it did not supplant the other methods but rather supplemented them. The victims of the invading pioneers were still described as unbelievers, as heathen. But the pioneers, like the earlier Dutch, were largely Protestant Christians, and they regarded heathenism as something to be punished, not remedied. The victims also continued to be designated as savages, cannibals and primitives, but these terms, too, ceased to be diagnoses of conditions that could be remedied, and tended to become synonyms of non-white, a condition that could not be remedied. Racism was an ideology perfectly suited to a practice of enslavement and extermination.

The lynch-mob approach, the ganging-up on victims defined as inferior, appealed to bullies whose humanity was stunted and who lacked any notion of fair play. But this approach did not appeal to everyone. American businessmen, part hustlers and part confidence men, always had something for everyone. For the numerous Saint Georges with some notion of honor and great thirst for heroism, the enemy was depicted somewhat differently; for them there were nations as rich and powerful as their own in the trans- montane woodlands and on the shores of the Great Lakes.

The celebrants of the heroic feats of imperial Spaniards had found empires in central Mexico and on top of the Andes. The celebrants of nationalist American heroes found nations; they transformed desperate resistances of anarchic villagers into international conspiracies masterminded by military archons such as General Pontiac and General Tecumseh; they peopled the woodlands with formidable national leaders, efficient general staffs, and armies of uncountable patriotic troops; they projected their own repressive structures into the unknown; they saw an exact copy of themselves, with all the colors reversed - something like a photographic negative. The enemy thus became an equal in terms of structure, power and aims. War against such an enemy was not only fair play; it was a dire necessity, a matter of life and death. The enemy’s other attributes - the heathenism, the savagery, the cannibalism - made the tasks of expropriating, enslaving and exterminating all the more urgent, made these feats all the more heroic.

The repertory of the nationalist program was now more or less complete. This statement might baffle a reader who cannot yet see any “real nations” in the field. The United States was still a collection of multilingual, multi-religious and multi-cultural “ethnicities”, and the French nation had overflowed its boundaries and turned itself into a Napoleonic empire. The reader might be trying to apply a definition of a nation as an organized territory consisting of people who share a common language, religion and customs, or at least one of the three. Such a definition, clear, pat and static, is not a description of the phenomenon but an apology for it, a justification. The phenomenon was not a static definition but a dynamic process. The common language, religion and customs, like the white blood of the American colonizers, were mere pretexts, instruments for mobilizing armies. The culmination of the process was not an enshrinement of the commonalities, but a depletion, a total loss of language, religion and customs; the inhabitants of a nation spoke the language of capital, worshipped on the altar of the state and confined their customs to those permitted by the national police


Fredy Perlman,

The Continuing Appeal of Nationalism (1984)

An Open Letter from British Fighters Against the Islamic State:

“We are some of an increasing number of British nationals fighting in Syria and Iraq as volunteers with local forces against the Islamic State.

We wish first and foremost to express our sorrow and anger at the recent terrorist attack in Westminster, London, and to convey our sincerest and most heartfelt condolences to the victims and their families. We know only too well what is to lose friends, to treat those horrendously wounded, to pull the dead and dying from the rubble.

We also wish to express sympathy and solidarity with the many ordinary Muslims going to work and school today feeling that they are under special scrutiny, and fearful of what this might mean for them. We share their fear, and we urge anyone who might be tempted to take against ordinary Muslim people to think again. If you associate them with the Islamic State, you are giving such groups exactly what they want: a greater and more violent gap between the Muslim world and ours.

The familiar sounds of hate and bigotry are sounding again – on social media, and in the more guarded mainstream press - where the intent is nonetheless clear. Hate crimes will spike again. There are calls to demolish mosques. The fact that local Muslims raised thousands for victim support, in the immediate aftermath of the attack, is easily drowned out by the bandwagon. The EDL have called a snap demonstration, eager to make hay from the suffering of innocent people.

For all the sound and fury, we don’t remember seeing anyone from Britain First, EDL, UKIP, or their like, by our side in battle. Which is a good thing, because we wouldn’t have tolerated them.

Our ranks are made up of Kurds, Arabs, Yezidis, Brits, Yanks, Canadians, Aussies, Asians, Europeans - Muslims, Christians, Alevis, atheists - too many faiths and races to list. A multi-ethnic, multi-faith entity, standing united against hate and extremism.

The majority are, in fact, Muslims, and not only are we proud to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with them - the truth is, we can’t do this without them.

The only way to defeat the Islamic State, and groups like it, is with ordinary, moderate Muslims on side. The only way to defeat hate and extremism is to not give in to it.

Don’t stand with Britain First, the EDL, UKIP or those who talk and think like them. Stand with us.”

Signed, British fighters of the YPG:

Joe Akerman

Aiden Aslin

Mark Ayres

Botan England

Michael Enright

Macer Gifford

John Harding

Jac Holmes

Steve Kerr

Jim Matthews

Tom Mawdsley

Ozkan Ozdil

Shaun Pinner

Joe Robinson

Josh Walker.

June 18, 1917 - Austrian Premier Clam-Martinic Resigns as Habsburg Empire Starts to Crumble

Pictured - Ethnicities in the Dual Monarchy. By 1917 ethnic nationalism was the norm and the cosmopolitan empire was quickly disintegrating.

Count Heinrich Clam-Martinic formed an Austrian government in December 1916, after the ascent of Karl I. The new emperor tasked Clam-Martinic with forming a truly multi-ethnic cabinet that would offset the rise of powerful nationalist groups in most of the empire’s ethnicities, which threanted to destabilize the cosmopolitan empire. Connected to Czech nationalists himself, Clam-Martinic soon despaired of his impossible task. Facing famine, debt, and constant military defeat, the Austro-Hungarian Empire was quickly becoming untenable. Germans, Hungarians, Czechs, Italians, etc., felt they could no longer co-exist and desired their own ethnic states. A food crisis in June 1917 gave Clam-Martinic an excuse to resign his job. Three more men held the post in the last year of the war, and the empire.