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I raise you: Any healthcare should be free for everyone who wants it

I raise you: Any basic need (healthcare, housing, food, water, etc.) should be free for and accessible to anyone and everyone no matter what.

Thrifted my dude a large ant made of jingle bells because we share a powerful psychic bond.

The photo is not very good and I still need to wash and iron it, but I couldn't wait to show my first ever big cross stitch project;

Love how it turned out, especially with the green embroidery thread (cotton thread on linen)

I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and ignores us.

I am writing these words with tears streaming down my face. I can no longer bear this pain. My wife is suffering from a severe deficiency in vitamins, especially vitamin D, and she urgently needs surgery to save her life. Her body is growing weaker day by day, malnutrition is stealing her strength, and I stand helpless watching her suffer.

All I wish for is to see her alive and healthy. Please help us provide healthy food, her medications, and fund the surgery that could save her life.

Even if you cannot donate, please share this post. Every support, every word, could be the difference between her life and death.

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This is what it looks like when a community stands up to power. When ICE came for workers, this Minnesota neighborhood said: not today. On a freezing day in Minnesota, ICE agents showed up at a construction site in Chanhassen, intent on making arrests.

Two workers fled upward, trapped on the roof of a half-built house as temperatures plunged below zero. No heat. No shelter. Just wind, ice, and federal agents waiting them out.

And then the community showed up.

Neighbors, workers, organizers — people who understood instinctively that letting someone freeze to make a political point is cruelty, not law enforcement. They brought blankets. Hot drinks. Food. They stood outside in the cold for hours, refusing to leave, refusing to let this end quietly.

While ICE agents lingered below, the crowd did what the state would not: they protected human life. They checked on the workers. They shouted encouragement. They made sure those men were not alone on that roof, isolated and expendable in the eyes of a system that treats immigrant labor as disposable until it decides to punish it.

This is what solidarity looks like in practice. Not slogans. Not hashtags. People physically placing their bodies and time between vulnerable workers and a federal agency that has perfected the art of intimidation.

After nearly two hours, ICE left. The workers came down. One was treated by medics. Both survived the cold. No one was dragged away in handcuffs that day.

It’s worth sitting with that for a moment.

In an era when we’re constantly told resistance is futile, that enforcement is inevitable, that there’s nothing regular people can do — a small group of neighbors proved otherwise. They didn’t need weapons or power. They needed resolve, warmth, and the refusal to look away.

This wasn’t about “open borders” or abstract policy debates. It was about whether we accept a country where men are forced to choose between freezing to death or being detained. It was about whether we let federal agents use weather as a weapon. It was about whether community still means something.

Too often, ICE operates in the shadows — early mornings, isolated workplaces, silence as strategy. What happened in Chanhassen broke that script. It showed what happens when enforcement meets witnesses, when fear meets collective presence.

This is the lesson: solidarity works. It slows cruelty. It saves lives. And it reminds those in power that their authority is not absolute when people decide, together, that enough is enough.

In the dead of winter, a community chose warmth. And that matters more than any press release ever could...

Okay here's my obligatory post about Tumblr users and their ignorance of rap, as a (white) fan of rap:

Saying "Not all rap music is about violence, here are alternatives" is not helpful, because the violent music ALSO has meaning.

When Biggie Smalls postures about his gang connections and packing heat, he isn't doing it because wow violence is so edgy, it's a powerful statement. Youth in urban areas where gang activity is heavy are often treated as lesser than by default, especially compared to black people the same age from a wealthy background. There's a reason that the "wholesome and respectable" black-lead entertainment of that era was stuff like the Cosby Show, with doctor-lawyer parents, or Family Matters, with a cop dad. There's a reason why the big joke of Fresh Prince is someone with a more unstable upbringing moving in with one of these model black sitcom families.

Standing up and saying yeah, I came from the mean streets, I was molded by this violence and yes, I did what I had to do to survive in a world that refuses to acknowledge my existence as meaningful or worthy of protection. I protected myself, I made my own way, and fuck anybody who tries to stand in the way of that.

Refusing to demonize that environment and wearing it like armor in a way that protects from the authority that wants you to see them as sub humans incapable of only violence and hatred, and saying HEY. I'm here, I lived this, and there is love and there is pain and there is ART in this.

That is powerful. That is the essence of gangster rap.

It isn't about hurting people for fun, it's about holding a mirror up to a society that does the hurting and then calls you a monster for what it's made you. Its about validating the experiences of the disenfranchised and biting back at authority. It's about turning a pain that the world say you deserve being one of those people from those places into POETRY. Into ART.

And thats why it matters.

And thats why you need to shut the yell up and stop dismissing it as violence without substance when you all sat on your ass listening to songs about Hatsune Miku eating people in middle school.

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