The American people will never knowingly adopt socialism. But, under the name of ‘liberalism,’ they will adopt every fragment of the socialist program, until one day America will be a socialist nation, without knowing how it happened. […] I no longer need to run as a Presidential Candidate for the Socialist Party. The Democratic Party has adopted our platform.
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| — | Norman Mattoon Thomas, six-time Presidential candidate |
…Unless you’ve been pregnant/handicapped yourself, you have no right to voice your opinion on those matters.
Fair enough.
Then to use your logic:
If you’ve never been in combat yourself, you have no right to voice your opinion on Iraq or Afghanistan.
If you’ve never served…
We the People are the rightful master of both congress and the courts—not to overthrow the Constitution, but to overthrow the men who pervert the Constitution.
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| — | Abraham Lincoln |
Last time I checked, tumblr was a blog. Blogs are for groups, brands, and other people who want to type stuff out. This. This is not a blog. This is a bunch of Hipsters taking pictures of cats and making triangles on Microsoft paint, in attempt to look artsy, or some sort of photographer. They take pictures off of Google image search and claim its theirs, and gather the credit. Blogs are also not meant for bitching and complaining, which is what I’m doing, however, this is my first post, and I just would like to convey my thoughts on this new, and “hip” social media network. I would like to make a real blog, such as; discussing political arguments and topics, sharing controversial opinions, and seldom sharing pictures. And I will not post pictures of the following, in any way, shape, or form: anchors. Triangles. Cats (unless its mine, in which I won’t edit the fuck out of it), pictures of girls in forever 21 attire (aka “vintage” “hippie” “retro”, etc). Nor will I post a picture of a rustic sight in my back yard, as a lame excuse for photography. Picasso and Monet is art, and “photography” now a days is really dumb. Anyway, I highly doubt I will get any followers, views, likes, or reblogs, but that’s alright with me. I’ll try to post at least one thing a day. And if its a picture, it will be political or geographical, or a picture of clothes I want. Which will be a lot. Bye.
America’s new angels are called “drones.” A thousand writers have used every word their thesaurus contains in order to describe something so simple. The devastation that spreads from Pakistan across to the horn of Africa is being meted out by such primitive machines, though few see how primitive through the brutality. A “Raptor” drone is a US$3 million plane with one tiny propeller, a battery, a simple pod of sensors capable of doing good or evil; there is nothing magical about a drone other than the will that drives it. A drone is an expression of human will, the expression of a borderless world where life and death sits in the hands of a decision making hierarchy that will never be touched by a drop of blood, never see a parent’s tear, never understand what war is. Not that long ago, while visiting Pakistan, I spent a night talking with Imran Khan, then more a famous cricketer than “rock star” politician. We talked on drones, so much about drones. “We have one million men in our tribal areas, all with beards, all carry guns, both are signs of manhood, yet to a drone, what is manhood means ‘terrorist.’ Men who begin with love and hope in their hearts, when the drones come, when they see innocent family members die, from that day forward will be warriors and those who sent the drones [have] turned men into enemies and simple farmers into jihadists.
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Drones, America’s angels of death (via arielnietzsche)
The government has too much control in our daily lives. |
