Once more for historical accuracy: ICE is not ‘the new Gestapo’. They’re nothing alike in size, tactics, goals, etc. ICE is the new SS. Which matters because while the Gestapo’s job was to scare citizens into obedience, the SS actually did most of the fucking Holocaust. (Also, the US has a pretty fascist history of its own, they didn’t need to import any of this shit from Germany. Fascism is American as apple pie).
I’m not particularly excited about this comparison either. The reality of kapos (prisoners who performed guard duties inside concentration camps) was different from camp to camp and from kapo to kapo. Some voluntarily sought this role. Some were assigned and knew refusal could mean death. Some took the role hoping to protect their spouse or child. Some abused their power. Some did not.
All kapos were concentration camp prisoners. Before becoming a kapo they all faced daily abuse, the constant threat of death and the near certainty of eventual death. All knew that becoming a kapo would free them from experiencing abuse and would give them a chance of survival. Very few of us have ever had to make such a choice.
We should be careful before we cast collective judgement on the group 'kapos’. We certainly shouldn’t compare them to people who join ICE, who have a lot of better fucking options than walking into a recruitment office and signing their name under an ICE contract.
woke up this morning, rolled over, and very confidently tried to blow out my alarm clock like a candle. absolutely no precedent for that.
Ebeneezer in 1742 wakes with a start as for some reason he has put out his guttering candle by slapping atop it ith the palm of his hand. His hand is burned and his nightgown and cap are spattered with hot wax.
Fascinated by the perceived necessity of an Equivalent Exchange
How long did it take them to figure out that it could actually be done? That’s staggering.
[Video is titled, “four cellists play Ravel’s Bolero.” It’s on Classic fM. They all play on the same cello, with the drum part is played by plucking strings. Two of them do small comedy fights in the background between their parts, trying to take the other’s place beside the cello. It’s a pretty tight fit, and at some points there are four bows almost touching as they all saw the strings.
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four cellists play Ravel’s Bolero … on just one cello. Bolero has long been a test of endurance for snare drummers, but here, every part is played by a cellist. With only one instrument in sight, Wiener Cello Ensemble 5 + 1 leap to the task, involving a fair amount of acrobatics! Watch it all unfold …
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on today’s episode of This Isn’t About Polyamory to Anyone but Me…
obsessed with this poor guy who gets dragged away from his takeout menu so his evil bisexual roommate can go have the worst club experience of his life
OKAY WHAT WE’RE GONNA DO HERE IS TALK ABOUT WHO THIS MAN IS. BUCKLE THE FUCK UP.
This is Harrison Browne. He’s a trans man, activist, actor, former pro, and the first openly transgender athlete in professional hockey. He came out in 2016 when he played for the now-defunct NWHL’s Buffalo Beauts. The same season he came out, he went on to win the NWHL’s Isobel Cup championship. A year later, he did it again. When he retired in order to medically transition, he retired as a champion.
In 2025 he and his sister Rachel Browne wrote a book everyone should read called Let Us Play: Winning The Battle for Gender Diverse Athletes. He’s an icon, a trailblazer, and a goddamned delight. Hockey is better for having him anywhere near it.
He’s also written and directed an autobiographical film that premiered last year at TIFF!
hey you know those jokes about finding a good new author and all their old AO3 works are hockey rpf? guess what Heated Rivalry fandom you are about to be blessed by hundreds of talented authors who have been training for this very moment
There are two schools of thought on the locked tomb series; there are the people who took tazmuir at her word when she said gideon had a longsword and drew it as such; then there are the people who know what a longsword is and know that the thing gideon swings is at the bare minimum a fucking claymore.
gentle reminder for those that belong to the former school of thought
It’s standard practice on the Ninth for luggage trunks to be capable of fitting one adult skeleton
All the other houses at the spaceport: “Surely the Ninth can’t be as morbid and terrifying as they all say…”
Gid just casually walking down the ramp with an actual casket as her luggage: “‘Sup nerds.”
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