#DONT YOU DARE LET THIS BE A REPEAT OF 2016

[melishade]

If you been paying attention in Florida, it’s a shit show. An honest to god shit show. Now I could list all the shit he’s doing, the immigrant ban, book ban, LGBT ban, CRT ban, the fucking fight with Disney, the insurance scandal, but we’d be here all day.

Now I don’t like Joe Biden. I don’t agree with all of his policies, and the dude’s 81. But I’d rather chose the old man than someone who’s just as childish, if not more so, than Donald fucking Trump.

We are not going to let that fuckwad DeSantis gain a foothold in the 2024 election.

You are going to fucking vote for Joe Biden, and you are going to give us a fucking chance to save our country from fascism, and you aren't going to fucking complain about it, because there is literally no other choice.

We will not let another election be a close call. Are you listening?

Vote for Biden. Vote for whatever Democrat is most popular in your local elections. Our system sucks, but this is what we're working with. Just fucking vote.

[thekidsarentalright]

i think it would be rlly cool to see you analyze a song from greatest hits. maybe violet just bc of how fucked the lyrics are? or snow globe bc its so sexy! whichever one you wanna analyze man i am all ears

ooo okay because its a harder song to analyze (to me) i'm gonna do snow globe!! (and my typical disclaimer is like i don't like looking at songs from the perspective of the artist and more like its a fictional story... but for this one im breaking that rule bc awsten writes like SO insanely personally, also its under the read more so i dont clog y'alls dashes <3)

So... this snow was a little difficult to analyze! But, I think as a general overview it is safe to say this song is absolutely about fame for awsten, and how its affected him directly in recent years (which is why i can't look at this like its a story). I feel the first verse is, broadly, speaking about: ‘fans’ animosity towards him (”I was having that same old dream again / The one they finally took my head and win”), how hearing endless praise from strangers can become meaningless after a while (” ’Cause all I hear is “I love you so much” / But it starts to mean nothing...”), and simultaneously, the (seeming) self-deprecation towards the music he makes/writes (especially in the context for the hate he gets for it) with the lyrics “ I wrote down the soundtrack of giving up / And the songs go like this / On my Greatest Hits”. So, automatically, the first verse is a grab-bag of issues awsten has relating to his fame and the relationship he has with fans- you have the people who hate on everything he/parx does, the people who shower with endless, meaningless praise, and then the self-doubts that can come with having a career in music when you get critiqued and praised so endlessly no matter what you do. The pre-chorus (staring with ‘7pm, let it sink in’) is the part i was struggling with the most, but after reading genius annotations it Seems that, basically, the reference to 7pm is an allusion to ‘Saturday at 7pm’ being mentioned a lot in Fandom, and awsten basically saying in an interview that that time/day is the representation of this endless hype from fans for More, for Better from him/the band every time they move. So, this pre-chorus is essentially saying: there's that endless hype that I (awsten) can’t live up to like people want, i’m in the dark/off the deep end, I can’t live up to those expectations... and now everybody is disappointed. “Shake me up and watch me in my-” is the first reference to a snow globe, which encapsulates the overarching theme of this song: awsten feels trapped by his fame and expectations, like hes in a snow globe, being watched and shaken up forever. The chorus repeats the same themes, really, with him accounting different phrases people have likely said about him because of ‘evil things he says’. Verse 2 refers to how he’s been dead since 2016, since Double Dare came out and they got wayyyy more popular than they had ever been before- likely when that endless stream of criticism and praise and unmeetable expectations really started to kick up. Once again, the snow globe motif comes in to show that awsten feels trapped by all of this, he’s at the mercy of ‘fans’ watching his every move, at the mercy of them possibly losing interest in him (in his snow globe) and leaving him and the music he makes. And the rest of the song is more of the same, recounting the cyclical nature of being a musician in todays industry- fans having so much to say, constantly changing tastes and expectations, constantly having to top yourself as an artist and disappointing people no matter what you do, and still being dependent on those disappointed people, as your world is in their hands. It’s a damn interesting look into his psyche, honestly, and how weirdly/terribly people treat artists. 

[latenightbotanist]

silo thots (part 2 technically i will try to not just say what i said when i initially listened to it)

and the i immediately repeat myself but decatur street guitar and taz amnesty guitar Have The Same Vibes and i am LIVING for these vibes makes me wanna stomp and dance and also learn to play guitar

new ladybug is.. smooth, but like velvet or satin.. og ladybug is peppy and jaunty and this version is still very lighthearted and happy but also more..resonant? like warm smooth wood and the hint of a smile

brown of gold verse chorus verse transitions are top notch, also that intense end part morphing into the record player ambience very good

follow through should be unbearably cheesy but somehow manages not to be? im impressed. the piano and guitar work together so well i never consciously noticed them separately.. feel like this one shows brians growth most of all songs, hes come so far since the yt version and it makes me emotional to think about so i simply wont (tight now...later though?oh boy)

tug of war kid is one of my favourite songs.  extremely satisfying base.envelops you. the whole song surrounds you and also thrums deep in ur bones (and, dare i say, soul). return of shakey percussion thingy pt.3 i seem to subconsciously love this instrument and really should find out what its called. the contrast of the soft high verses and the strong vocals at the end? sexy. lyrics? evocative. this song is understood with the heart as much as with the brain. just how i like it. also has bugs. im pro bugs.

i firmly expected to not cry, and i didnt cry per se, but i did get a lil misty eyed. i just love bigger sky so so so much. the guitar is beautiful, the vibes are impeccable, the lyrics are very much a big mood (and also what made me cry when i heard it the first time, i was not prepared for this one to hit close to home and listening again so intently made that more apparent again) and they make me feel a range of nuanced emotions; all three of them are singing which is just a straight up blessing, especially fond of the ‘out of the city’ bit. i am officially renewing my promise to learn to play this song. if i cant figure out the tab for uke then damnit i will make my tiny hands learn to play guitar. i love this song.so.much.

10/31 has excellent jonah vocals and great vibes.love the cello especially

this ones mine has simultaneously a very specific vibe and also the feeling of a random very vague childhood memory, something ordinary but just a snippet and you couldn't even say what it is a memory of, not just that you cant describe the details, but you are remembering something, a fragment of a complex emotion. idk. im not sure i understand the lyrics really but i also settled into not needing to understand them, i will simply vibe with this song

if must be a dream had existed in 2016 i wouldve cried over it so much and made even more art journal entries about it (saying this as if i didnt make a journal page based on this when it came out..) it has some really really good lines and again the kinda crescendo/build up of the instruments and also again the cello (contrabass?) its subtle in this one but its very very good

hhhhhhhhhhh see the day. i feel like everything has been said about this song already and yet i cannot shut up about it. its too good. its perplexing. i dont understand how this can possibly still hit so hard. at this point its not even connected to the emotional rollercoaster of dances moving. this song is just so so lovely(both versions in different ways but i will stick to silo version). the baseline in this song? ive actually noticed before bc it is just so frigging cool. and all the lil tinkling and soft backing vocals and idek what? distorted guitars? at the top they all make this version positively ethereal and its so delicate, somehow translucent? has the vibes of a steven universe sky at sunset. and then the drop(???) is like letting out a breath you've been holding for too long, its this simultaneously carefree and slightly melancholy dancing, a weight off ur shoulders but still a slightly heavy heart, eyes closed and not-quite-smiling-yet, but when the song is done you slowly come to a stop out of your last slow twirl and open ur eyes  as the percussion fades out taking most of the sadness with it and there it is a soft little smile

i had half a thought to make a fancy stab at newtons first lyrics and newtons first law but i dont think i can do that right now bc im too many thots head full (of emotions) and also i feel like im not the person to do this, idk i dont vibe as hard with newtons first as other people do, not bc i dont like it but it just doesnt connect to my experiences as much? i guess? anyways i am very in awe of jonahs songwriting for this one especially and also very much appreciate his voice

conclusion: silo !!!! good!! i wanna make art and also dance and sing and cry a little but like a cathartic soft cry, lie in a meadow, hug the moon and also sierra jonah and brian for being beautiful talented humans who shared this incredible gift with the world

[ksjsflower]

16th of July - Jungkook X Reader

part 1

genre: humor, college!au, jungkook! fuckboy au, future smut and angst

words:idk dude

It was at times like this that you wondered whether the whole universe that we live in is just a tiny fraction of something way more powerful. Could it be destiny? If there even was such a thing, you were almost certain it had struck you when you had least expected it to. Thursday, 16th of July, 2016. The day you knew you would remember your whole life and all of your next lives.

The 16th of July 2016, Thursday. You were 19, just graduated from highschool, ready to start college. Oh, were you in for a ride. During your high school years, all you ever thought about was how fun college and moving in with your best friend, Nana, would be. Nana was actually more like a sister to you. You guys met way back when you were 5 at a playground. It was at the moment she stepped on your sand castle and started crying and apologizing you knew you two were gonna become friends.

However, moving in - not so fun actually. Both of you had a mess at home, and of course, your mothers were worried sick about you two 'becoming independent and growing up so fast'. The first day you two arrived at your dorm was chaotic. People were running aroung, bumping into each other like there's no tomorrow, everyone was all up in their business. Until.

'Dude, the guy with curly hair and a leather jacket by the lockers has been staring at you for about 2 minutes now.' Nana whispered to you while you were trying to balance your books for the classes you both got today.

'Uh, what? Where and who and why?' you crinkled your nose when a certainly heavy book pressed your pinky. 'I could use some help over here, stop looking around for boys, its the first day for fuck's sake..' you rolled your eyes.

'Alright, FIRST of all, - she was getting ready for another one of her rants - 'it's kinda hard not to notice when there's quiete a few people over here if you didnt already realize that, that his eyes out of all the people he can look at, only look at you. For t w o minutes. Even three now, cause' I just checked and he is still looking, only now he has a smirk on his face probably because your hair is a mess from holding 20 books and I am talking to you about him not so subtly cause now hes looking at me haha-''

You were so confused as to why she was rambling to you while looking behind you as if something was approaching. Nevertheless, you didnt think much of it. You just thought it was another one of Nana's silly actions, until you felt a hand on your shoulder the same moment Nana abruptly shut her mouth.

You slowly started turning around not expecting the smell that came from behind you to be strong cologne. You hated cologne, so it left you wondering for a second why you actually enjoyed inhaling this particular one.

But when you actually did turn around surprising yourself when you didnt drop any of the books you were holding, you were met with a face of a boy. A rather good looking boy. Man, probably the best looking boy you have seen in the last 10 years. When your pair of eyes met his doe like pair, you were left speechless. Thank God you werent the one who was going to start the talking because as soon as you opened your mouth you were cut off by his own voice.

'Are you guys new here? I saw you going around looking all confused and shit so if you need any help, you can ask me, I dont bite,' - he mused in a rather interesting tone,you couldnt decipher if he was being flirty or if his tone was usually sensual like that. - 'Yeah, I'm sure thats why you were looking,' Nana jumped in very awkwardly and as to prove her point, she added an unpleasant laugh at the end of her statement which made you want to face palm yourself right in front of his face.

'Yes, of course. Now why else would I be looking? I am a well mannered man.' He gave a smile so charming you were sure you would have flown to another dimension right then and there if it werent for all the books you were holding.

He must've noticed your lack of response which is why he took half of the books you were holding to himself. 'There you go.. saw you struggling for a little while. Also, I couldnt help but notice your little friend over her talking about me? Or am I possibly wrong?'

You finally spoke up and mentally congratuated yourself for not stuttering. 'Uh, yeaahh.. you're probably seeing things, we were just trying to find the right classes and stuff..'

'Seeing things? Damn, didnt have to word it like that, makes me feel undesirable,' he gave a breathy laugh while faking being hurt by putting his hands on his chest.

'Oh, I am sure that it does' you answered sarcastically. Cmon, this guy looked like sex on a stick. Feeling undesirable? Certainly not his case.

'See, you get me. I was not mistaken when I thought I felt a connection to you the moment I saw you across the hall,' he gave you a cheeky grin which left you rolling your eyes at the back of your head so hard you were sure they were gonna stay there.

'A connection? Please. And here I was thinking that this was a fuckboy free college.' You sighed dramatically which left Nana bringing her fist to her lips to stiffle her laughs.

He did look a bit taken aback by your response, but nevertheless managed to cover it up with a smirk in a span of 0.02 seconds. 'Arent you a fiery one, huh?' He smiled yet again in his seemingly natural flirty self.

'You havent seen anything yet.'

'Oh, so you're implying that we are going to have more talks in the future?' He smiled at you but his eyes were rather daring.

'You wish. Keep dreaming boy. Theres only one first impression and youve ruined it, so we aint talking any time soon.' - Nana once again let out a wheeze, only this time it was loud and you shut your eyes tightly wanting the ground to open and swallow you.

'Its alright, it doesnt have to be anytime soon, I can wait if its you who Im gonna talk to.' His comment left your cheeks tainted a light shade of pink, but you couldnt let your resolve crumble infront of him. Who did he think he was all confident trying to seduce you without even knowing your name?

'Nah, Im good. You didnt really understand what I meant. We aint talking anytime soon is supposed to mean that we are never talking after this again, kapeesh?' you were stating to get tired but you wanted to continue bickering with the unknown boy for some reason.

'Baby, dont underestimate me. Never is a strong word. - plus.. if we aint gonna talk thats okay we dont have to talk, we can always do other things.' he winked at you after throwing the innuendo right at your face. You scrunched your nose at the pet name but chose to ignore it.

'That was extremely pervy of you saying that to someone you have quiete literally just met. - you paused to flick your hair behind your shoulder. 'you should congratuate yourself, ive never started hating someone as soon as I did with you, you are the first one to accomplish that , you should feel proud, man.'

'I can be a lot of firsts to you, you know. I feel honored to be honest.' he announced proudly for some reason.

'Bold of you to assume you would be my first. Dont underestimate me, baby.' you threw back repeating his exact same words.

Nana was getting ready for the good part when suddenly you cut her fun short. 'Nana, lets go.' you grabbed your books from his hands harshly with one hand and pulled your best friend with the other free hand.

As you two were walking away you ignored Nana's whispers of protest when suddenly a voice was heard from behind you two.

'I'm Jungkook, by the way!' he yelled over a few people passing by.

You stayed quiet and opted for giving him the finger while he was still facing your back. Jungkook did not know why that action pulled the biggest toothy smile on his face, but was certainly glad you didnt get to see it.

'Well... at least he was cute?' Nana added while you two already walked away.

'Yeah. Cute.' you answered emphasizing both words as to let her know you thought he was everything except cute.

Well, college was going to be a lot of fun.

[infantacarlota]

literally everyone: can u for once if your miserable life stop with the sad ansty shit  me:  

time: c. late 2016 riley can meet me in a mcdonalds parking lot and fight me on this later if she wants characters mentioned: @ofcosima, @princetomas

There’s something special about all of the fancy formal and informal highly decorated parties and events taking place towards the end of the year. 

There was a time in her teenage years when she had stopped feeling this way ( at that point in her life being surrounded by people only made her feel more alone ), but she was glad that wave of depressing isolating disenchantment seemed to have passed and be well behind her. Not even know did she feel tempted to circle back to it; while the last handful of years had had their downside moments, they been good to her, sometimes better than she felt deserving of. 

It was nice to be able to catch up with those she didn’t get to see as often, even if only in a superficial manner, and comforting to realise that time and distance don’t matter when it comes to some friendships. 

It was perhaps a little sad or even pathetic to admit it, even if only to herself and nobody else, but she had needed this - was thankful for it. All the mingling and socialising and re-connecting and helping out and offering support to other’s when needed ( because in these events, after glasses of Moët & Chandon, feelings often get the best of people ), it was all helping keeping her busy and distracted. 

At the very least, she could thank Tommy’s parents ( whom, truly, she was still fond of ) for that. The holidays themselves were going to be painful, she had been bracing herself as best as she could for it, but until then she didn’t have much time to sit around dwelling on how her life had so suddenly been thrown upside down for there were too many events and parties to attend to or help plan. Not that the heartache she woke up with, carried with her all day, and said goodnight to every night ever let her forget it, anyway. 

These days, she had been trying to think of the pain that made it seem like one of her limbs was missing as a friend - as a reminder that it only hurt was much as it did because it was had been something good and real.

( And my God, she misses it every day and it hurts so overwhelmingly much everywhere all the time - even when she happens to laugh the underlying pain is still present. And not having a best friend there with her any longer makes it all a thousand times more difficult to bear. )

She doesn’t believe that she’ll ever not what to share things with him ( even the smallest most mundane things at times ), but she hoped that one day thinking of the pain as something good would help make everything easier. That it would help her no longer feel like something had struck her in the chest leaving her forgetting for to breathe for a second when she remembered she no longer could just call or text or want to see him. 

Because she still did.  

And it was such an excruciating journey to go through time and time again; the innate knee-jerk reaction to want to tell him about something or simply ask him about his day, only for a second later to dawn on her that she couldn’t, or rather, shouldn’t. She still spoke to him when they happened to be thrown under the same roof, all quick and polite conversation, desperately attempting to maintain some sort of normalcy, as if it was possible to act the same way she did before they had been together. 

But was easier for both of them to keep a distance, Carlota had easily and gladly respected that. It didn’t feel like it, not in the least, but it was. 

He wasn’t here tonight however ( and she suspected Cosima wasn’t either ) but was going to have to face him again eventually and in a bittersweet way she didn’t mind it - seeing him would hurt, but she also missed being in his presence. 

She could swear that even in the noisiest of rooms, the quietest voice could mention his name that her ears would somehow be able to hear it, and she always stops everything she’s doing and thinking about to try to listen. Even when she’s speaking to other people her attention always wonders to whatever voices are speaking his name - she can’t ever keep herself from paying attention to what’s being said about him. 

Maybe she should, but he’s still a dear friend ( he’ll always be a dear friend, he’ll always have a part of her heart ), even if they haven’t talked in a while.

Nothing could prepare her to hear Cosima’s name in the same sentence as Tommy’s though.  

                    “I swear. Cosima. From Andorra.”

It hits her like a mallet to the temple and suddenly it’s as though the air had been sucked out of the room, leaving her feeling slightly dizzy. 

All at once she feels the pain of Cosima’s sudden and inexplicable ghosting, the pain of when Tomás told her they had to end things ---- and now the pain of hearing the two of them are together.

It’s heartbreak all over again only this time times three, and Carlota stands very still, not even daring to open her mouth, afraid that if she makes the slightest of movements she’ll disintegrate into a million pieces.

          “She’s pretty.”

                   “Kinda crazy if you ask me.”

         “You always think every woman is kind of crazy then wonder why they won’t date you.”

                               “I think she’s a mama’s girl.”

It’s an awful thing and she hates herself for it, but doubt and insecurity immediately begin to cloud her mind like they hadn’t in years, and she can’t help but wonder if Cosima and Tommy had been together before...

No. She admonishes herself. 

Tomás wouldn’t have done that to her, he would never cheat on her or lie to her, and, despite all that happened ( and which she’s still struggling to wrap her head around ), she wants to believe Cosima wouldn’t have either. 

                  “Wait, don’t you know her Car?”

All eyes turn to her and the world begins moving at a regular pace again.  

Carlota reminds herself to breathe. Slowly.

She was like a sister to me, she thinks. “We were friends.” She replies.

                “Why would you have befriended her?”

        “She befriends everyone. But it’s a gift Car, I don’t have it.” 

                              “That’s because you’re chronically incapable of being nice.”

The voices and their playful bickering become background noise but the grin was still gracing her lips - or rather, now plastered on her lips, but the people around her didn’t seem to notice the slight change. 

A part of her was thankful for it.

Another wanted to fall on the floor with her flowy Elie Saab dress pooling around her like a kind of protective shield, uncontrollably sobbing her heart out and to hell with whoever saw it and what they thought.

She can feel her chest collapsing in on itself.

Breathe, she reminds herself again. She had learned many things during her three years ( which felt more like a whole lifetime ) with Tommy and how to breathe when the world seems to be falling apart had been one of them. 

Breathe.

“I should go check on my sister.” 

It’ll be fine. It’ll be fine. It’ll be fine. It’ll be fine. It’ll be fine. She repeats the worlds time and time again inside her brain as she walks away, her hands tightly holding the flute of champagne close to her chest. Not tonight, she concedes, but it’ll be fine it’ll be fine it’ll be fine . 

[moonliney]

Dancing with You

3.5K of pure love!!

Genre: Fluffier this time around though still angst, Idol!AU

Summary: Yunhee has been BTS’s best friend since they debuted in 2013. 3 years later and stronger friendships than ever, she debuted with her own group as well and is now battling the stress of work, life, and her so called feelings for her best friend Jung Hoseok, also known as BTS very own J-hope. Let’s also mention that she is super naive and does not understand what the fu** love is until a certain girl from J-hope's past comes back.

Inspired by BTS “ Trivia: Just Dance” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IiW1kEJDBDQ

Please read Pt.1 first to better understand 

https://moonliney.tumblr.com/post/618538982320553984/i-really-dont-like-her

Month December, Year 2016 ~ 

There are many moments in a person’s life when they want to crawl in a hole and welt away like a flower on a hot sunny day. It could be due to anything that triggers it: sadness, anger, isolation, and in Yunhee’s case right now, complete embarrassment. Now she has definitely been embarrassed many times before like that one incident where she cried on a national variety show due to having ridden the scariest biggest roller coaster she’s ever seen in her life or that other time when she was performing and forgot it was her part until her members nudged her. Oh and let’s not forget that far memory she pushed in the back of her head when she was changing and poor Jungkook walked in forgetting to knock. 

Yeah, those were horrible moments that could make any girl cringe and blush tomato red thinking about it. But this time, having her best friend and his ex-girlfriend hearing the song written about them, about the sad emotions she has for him and the raw negativity she has for the other girl, the feelings she has been hiding for so long now heard by them, will undoubtedly top all of that by a landslide. 

“ Hope, why didn’t you knock?” A blunt Suga said breaking the silence in the room, ignoring a standing Nari in the back. He didn’t want to be mean, but he was quite defensive of Yunhee now after seeing her cry a couple of minutes ago plus he was a little irritated at the intrusion of someone new coming into his genius lab. 

“ Sorry, I did knock but you both had your headphones in when recording. I was worried something happened so I just used the passcode myself…. This is Nari by the way.” J-hope tilted his head towards her not realizing the other two had already figured out who she was. 

“ Hi, it’s nice to see you again Yoongi Oppa,” Nari smiled lightly. “ And you must be Yunhee shi.”

 Yunhee and Suga both timidly mumbled “hi” as they glanced at each other waiting for the next person’s move. Cold silence now engulfed the small studio once again. If there was a picture to describe pure awkwardness, it would be taken at this exact moment right now. 

J-hope with a raised eyebrow looked at the two short people who were purposely avoiding eye contact with him, one was due to shyness and the other was an annoyance. “ I didn’t know you were working on a song Yunhee, it sounded really good. Why didn’t you tell me?” 

“ You’ve been busy...” Replied the girl now trying to focus on her shoelaces so she wouldn’t have to look at Nari and compare everything she has to her. Little did she know, her few words caused a stir of hurt in J-hope and a bit of jealousy for not asking his help instead. 

Suga glanced around carefully pausing to see people’s reactions when he suddenly dinged up a great plan. Yunhee has always been confident in her dancing, he thought. So what’s a better time for her to get rid of her insecurities about Nari than dancing and proving to everyone that she owned the dance floor just as much as Nari did and in a way gain her confidence back enough to confess to Hoseok. You’re a complete genius, Suga praised himself smirking, complete genius. 

“ Hey hope I heard you two were practicing some dance moves earlier, why don’t you show us?” Suga suggested ignoring the youngest’s eyes bulging in shock. 

Later at the Practice Room ~ 

“ Oppa!” Yunhee whispered loudly to Suga as she pinched his arm, “ Why did you suggest this? I don’t want to see them dance together!”

 “ Don’t worry, this is your time to shine.” He mischievously grinned at the pouting girl, “ Get out there and take your man back.” 

Some of the other members have also gathered around the practice room wanting to see what their new choreography was going to look like. J-hope and Nari now in front of the mirror dancing rigidly along to the beat, sweat dripping down their foreheads. 

“They look so good together...but I have to say the transition of the movements onto the second verse seems too rough for me,” Yunhee said quietly to the other members, her analytical dancing side appearing as she calculated their steps. Her thoughts were unexpectedly interrupted when someone from behind pushed her in the center where J-hope and Nari stopped seeing the younger one’s panicked interruption. 

“ Yunhee, do you have something you want to add on?” J-hope smiled, anticipating the girl’s meticulous dancing ideas. 

She hesitated, wondering if it was right for her to say her input when the other two had already finished the dance. He really needs to change the transition though and there are some other movements that need adjustment if BTS wanted to pull off this performance neatly, she thought, shaking her head. Aish, put your pitifulness aside Yunhee ah, this is for them. All of those times they trained and helped you become the idol you are today, don’t be embarrassed and try to help them. Stop shying away because you’re scared of speaking your mind. It’s okay, you got this. Yunhee repeated in her head trying to gain a sense of self during this uncomfortable state. 

With hand clenching fists and a new sense of purpose, she looked up as confidence now shines through moving towards the center to show some of her own movements, feet, and arms moving in perfect calculation.

 “ I think it would be better if you do it like this...see, one, two, three, one two three, repeat…yeah, let’s try that again…good...again.” 

Everyone, even Nari, had gathered around to copy Yunhee’s movements and watch the talented dancer. Needless to say, the room was wonderfully impressed with how quickly she was able to adjust and memorize the dances to teach them. As the chorus hits, J-hope moved alongside Yunhee dancing together in perfect synchronization. 

From the other's perspective, it looked like two lovers having the happiest time of their lives, the way their movements followed one another as if it was fate itself tangling the two together and never letting go. 

In Yunhee’s mind, she had let go of her doubts now solely focusing on her passion for dancing, not caring about the man next to her who was observing her thoroughly. She let her heart take her every step of the way and it was obvious through her dancing as well when people saw how much she loved it. 

J-hope didn’t know why but every time they danced together, his heart always swelled up more than he wanted to. He always shrugged it off as a proud moment of a best friend watching her perform so well, but other times, after their dancing sessions were over, he would think about her a lot late at night and wished she was lying with him just as she used to before schedule started filling up their lives. 

As the song comes to an end with a booming drop, Yunhee and J-hope faced one another with only their heavy panting filling the room, the two’s closeness evident by every breath one exhaled the other breathed in. The members and Nari had already stopped halfway through the song but they didn’t notice, too locked up in the music and each other to see the world around them. 

A low whistle broke the tension as everyone turned to look at a puckered lip V.  “ Nari says she has to go home.” The latter headed out nervously giving everyone a sincere apologetic smile knowing she ruined the sensual atmosphere with her departure. 

 J-hope sighed as he regrettably stepped away from Yunhee to follow Nari out the door stopping to look back at Yunhee one more time who seemed to have, dare he say, longing in her eyes as she watched him pick Nari once again. 

Afterward, in the Car ~ 

Nari looked out the car window as Seoul’s vibrant energy and Christmas lights tingle up the prettiest city in the world. However, she was too entranced in her thoughts of the previous encounter to give the city its notice. 

“ Yunhee is really talented in dancing, no wonder she won first place in her dance competitions.” She spoke up softly. 

J-hope smiled proudly at the name, a name that means lotus flower and pleasure, all too fitting for the girl itself. “ She is, isn’t she? She worked so hard all these years...now she’s made it.” 

“ She’s beautiful too,” Nari turned her head now to look at J-hope’s reaction, “ I don’t think she likes me though.” 

“ She’s...shy at times. It’s hard to explain when it comes to her, she can be unpredictable, keeps you on your toes a lot.” He smirked. 

“... She’s predictable in the way she looks at you though like you’re her whole world, Hoseok.” 

“ Nari,” J-hope stopped the car at her apartment, frowning as he disbelieves what he’s hearing. “ She’s been upset at me for a while now, ever since I scolded her about you. Besides, she’s kind like that to everyone, she is enduring to V and Suga as well.” 

“ She’s hurt and hurt can turn into upsetness if left alone. You’re avoiding your feelings for her because you don’t want it to ruin your friendship or her career as it just started. That’s why you have been spending time with me a lot right? Because you know there’s something there between you two, heck everybody in the practice room knows there’s something unspoken there...except for the two of you. So you’ve been spending more time with me to discourage her.” 

Nari edged on even more as she knows she was getting to J-hope with his brown orbs softening to show his true feelings. 

“ Hey,” He chuckled, “ I like talking to you too, it’s nice to know what normal people are doing these days. Can’t believe your boyfriend proposed, by the way, congrats.”

“ Haha, thanks, who knew after breaking up with you I would find the love of my life.” She winked at him amused at his exaggerated hurt face. “ It’s okay to tell her about your feelings, really, you two don’t have to date but at least confess to her. From one girl’s mind to another, I know she’s hurting a lot when she saw you with me.” She sighed, looking at his face filled with regrets. “Hoseok, you shouldn’t hurt people you care about...Talk to her, she’ll take care of you more than I ever did.” 

J-hope pondered a bit, sulking at the pain he has caused his girl before coming to a decision, one he hoped would be the best for both of them. “Thanks, Nari, I owe you one.” 

“ No problem. Think of it as an apology for breaking your heart- “ Ya!” “ and a thank you for letting me borrow some money - which I might or might not give back.” “ YAAA!” 

A Couple of Days Later ~ 

Yunhee smoothed out her sparkly red dress, staring at the sultry girl in front of her. Her own reflection looks back as it takes notice of her glossy lips and simple yet magnetic makeup. In two days, it would have been Christmas Eve and BangPD thought it would be a good idea to have a small company party today. Of course, it had to be a bit of a formal occasion as the company’s popularity was rising so a little dressing up was needed at this time, hence why Yunhee had gotten so dolled up in this first place. 

Is he going to be here? She thought, her heels clicked and clacked as the girl made her way to the top floor of the company’s building. They have not thoroughly spoken since that day in the practice room since schedules were overpacked now especially during the holiday season, only small good morning and night texts were exchanged before life hurriedly took over. 

She didn’t know if he was going to attend considering it was not mandatory though expected of BigHit’s artists to come. However, when she asked him, he seemed to brush it off and switched to other topics or said goodnight as his reply which frustrated her like no other. Maybe it was good he didn’t come? Considering he would be in a suit and that would have been devastating on her pure heart and mind as adult thoughts seeped in. 

Blasting music can be heard around the corner as Yunhee walked in excitedly, adrenaline pumped from the moving bodies and familiar faces. Loud gasps can be heard from different parts of the room as the girl although known for being bubbly and sweet, radiated a completely different person tonight with sensualness and elegance edging through every smiling expression and waving movement she gave to people. 

“ Excuse me miss, have you seen my little sister? She’s supposed to be here tonight.” A worldwide handsome Jin appeared teasing at the blushing Yunhee now. 

“ Oppa, you look so handsome tonight.” Yunhee smiled adding on to his cockiness, “ Have you seen Hoseok Oppa though? He never told me if he was going to come.” 

Jin smirked with a playful glint in his eyes, head nudging at the auburn-haired man who appeared behind them. The girl spun around to see what he was looking out and to say the breath knocked out of her was an understatement. J-hope with his ruffled auburn hair, mesmerizing eyes, fine face structure, and lean body that complemented his surreal black suit so well was astonishingly dashing.  He was complete beauty and as he walked towards her, she could have sworn time had stopped to aid fate at this moment. No longer were people’s laughs and voices evident, instead only slow swaying music was heard now as J-hope grabbed Yunhee’s soft hand. 

“ May I have this dance?” 

She nodded slowly walking with him towards the center where he paused putting one hand on her waist, a shiver running down her body. “ You look like such a lady tonight,” J-hope spoke, leaning close to the amusedly glaring young girl . 

“ I am a lady. In fact, I think many men in this room would think so as well.” “ Hmmm, they might but this lady is already dancing with a gentleman.” 

“ Shouldn’t this gentleman be with someone else right now?” Yunhee now getting further upset at his openness when he had evidently left her for Nari last time. J-hope however, pushed her closer to his body missing her sweet warmth these days. 

“ I very much prefer dancing with you instead,” J-hope grinned as their bodies swayed nicely against one another. “ Besides, Nari is at her boyfriend’s house, they seem to be having a great time celebrating the engagement.” 

“ Boyfriend? Engagement? How come you never told me?!” 

“ You never asked- woah! ” J-hope was suddenly pushed back by the young girl walking her way out of the room, him quickly following her to the cold rooftop. 

“ Yunhee! Yunhee, come back I’m sorry.” J-hope grabbed the small girl’s wrists pulling her into his embrace. “ I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for hurting you.” His sadness deepened when she started to tremble with hot tears soaking his shirt. 

“ Why did you push me away then?” She hiccuped trying to control herself. “ You were always texting her and talked about her and y-you yelled at me. I-i thought you no longer cared.” 

“ No, no I’m sorry angel, I’m genuinely sorry.” He cupped her chin wiping away the fallen tears, his heart shattering at everyone. “ I was tired that day but to be honest, I was upset at you thinking Nari was a bad person. She’s actually really nice. In fact, she encouraged me to ask you to dance today.” 

Yunhee peered up, shocked and guilty at the fact she let her immaturity judge another person. “ Really? Oh no, I have to apologize to her. I wasn’t thinking well, I was just…” 

“ Jealous?” Smiling at the girl’s flustered expression, he rested his forehead on hers. The two gazed into each other’s eyes enchanted from one another. “You have nothing to be jealous about, moonlight.” 

“ Then why did you keep talking to her?” “ It was just catching up with an old friend I promise...and I know about your feelings towards me...hey it’s okay, I didn’t say I didn’t like it.” 

“ H- how did you know?” “ Yunhee ah, I’ve known you for 3 years already, most of my free time consists of you and the members. You think I wouldn’t notice your small glances turning into something else?...I didn’t tell you though. Instead I tried to ignore both our feelings as your career just kicked off and you have so much to show the world. But that was wrong of me and I understand I hurt you instead.” 

Yunhee embraced him tightly, listening to his fast heartbeat syncing along with hers. Similar to the way their bodies danced together, their hearts did as well.  “ You really made me be in pain...I even wrote a song about it.” 

Chucking, he pressed a light kiss on her forehead gazing down at her once more. Their eyes met again as countless stories could have been told of this moment between a man and a woman who knew each other's body, heart and soul so well with the way their chemistry overflowed in and out the starry night sky. 

“ Guess I have to write a song about you now.” “What? No no you don’t have to I-” 

“ I will because... lately I can sense your confidence has been going down and I think I need to see my outgoing and cute Yunhee again even though tonight proved to me you can be very different from cute.” He smirked, kissing her flustered forehead again. “ Hoseok oppa…”

J-hope hugged her tighter whispering words of endearment in her ears as the couple sealed their fate that very night, embracing each other lovingly.        

“ You’re always going to my favorite girl. My one and only girl, don't ever forget that. ” 

Month August, Year 2018 ~ 

“ Good morning, everyone! This is announcer Shin A-young reporting to you on August 24 about BTS’s new world trending album, Love Yourself: Answer. This is the second compilation album of BTS with the first being Love Yourself: Her. Already breaking chart records with numerous support from both South Korea and International fans, this will surely be another amazing album from them with the majority of the members producing their own songs as well. Let’s have a look, shall we?” 

Our heartbeats are in sync

You’re getting to know my heart too

I wanna keep this going

I like you like I like to dance

So you’re my love, yeah my love

That’s what I like

I like the feeling of being with you

I like the feeling of dancing with you

I just wanna, wanna, wanna

I really wanna, wanna, wanna

Just dance

To the rhythm of the music

However our bodies move

We’re shadows underneath the moonlight

Fall in.. fall in..

I felt it baby

This moment, you and me, baby

This all fits together like a math formula baby

Even rough breathing, baby

Even shedding sweat, baby

Because of you, it all has meaning, baby

Eii! I’m melting in fluff guys <3 Thanks for reading again, it really means a lot to me. However! The story is just beginning hehe I am thinking of doing a compilation of Yunhee and J-Hope’s moments along the years or the first time they met which I can promise is sweeter than a sugary cupcake oooorr I can even start on the other boys, we’ll see ;) . Lastly I hope everyone is safe right now, we will get through this together 💜

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An UPGRADED comprehensive guide on how to TRIGGER or otherwise offend Conservatives and show them how thin-skinned they really are

So I’ve posted this before but I think it’s time to post an updated version just to show Conservatives their attempts to argue about this will go unheeded. Conservatives are always talking about liberals getting offended over petty things. In reality, Conservative political correctness is a cancer and I will waste no opportunity to rub it in their faces.

Liberals, on the other hand, here’s a long and comprehensive guide on how to get under Conservatives’ nerves and expose them as the easily offended snowflakes that they are.

SPEAK YOUR OPPOSITION TO MILITARY CONSCRIPTION.

This is an oldie but goodie. Watch how fast they come out to accuse you of cowardice and threaten your life over this issue.

This is another all-time classic. You want to trigger every Right Winger within a thousand mile radius? Burn the US flag.

Conservatives deny that they get violent toward flag burners, so here’s a video to shut them up:

And if you really want trouble? Burn a Confederate flag down South. Or invoke William T Sherman’s name while in some spot in rural Georgia. FYI: flag burning is protected free speech, as decided by the US Supreme Court.

Take a knee or sit during the Pledge of Allegiance. You literally will get death threats for this.

Conservatives even send death threats to school kids over disagreements about this.

http://www.theroot.com/articles/news/2016/09/texas-youth-football-team-kneels-during-anthem-death-threats/

This is the Yuletide season. If you want to trigger a Conservative, well……….

Tell ‘em Happy Holidays, or especially Happy Kwanzaa for bonus offensiveness points.

Try putting a female hero lead in a male action movie series and watch the Conservative triggered fireworks fly! 

Case in point:

http://www.returnofkings.com/63036/why-you-should-not-go-see-mad-max-feminist-road

^^^ Try letting a black man “steal” the lead role in a famous sci-fi series that used to have nothing but white heroes

to say nothing of pairing him with a white woman co-lead

and let’s say you fail to include a white male lead for good measure?

Suddenly snowflake Conservatives get triggered and declare that you have committed white genocide… in a fictional movie!

http://www.msnbc.com/msnbc/new-star-wars-the-force-awakens-trailer-sparks-racial-backlash-0

http://conservativebyte.com/2015/10/new-star-wars-blasted-as-anti-white/

http://www.wnd.com/2015/10/new-star-wars-blasted-as-anti-white/

Never mind that Conservatives rabidly defend the relentless white-washing of real historical people like the Egyptian civilization, and even Michael Jackson

http://www.vox.com/2016/2/2/10889998/michael-jackson-whitewashing-fiennes

Kiss someone of the same sex in Mississippi. Or try to get a gay marriage wedding cake there.

Before the day is over some Conservative will lose their shit at you. Bakeries will turn you away. Or someone might come for you with a baseball bat…

While you’re at it, why not also talk about LGBTQ rights. Before you know it you will be held responsible for the very next natural disaster.

Source:

Moving on…

Parking while Muslim. Sure to offend any Gawd-fearing Conservative.

Don’t even try growing your beard or wearing a turban in a Red state.

Talk about diversity or multiculturalism. 100% guarantee that Conservatives will start screaming “White Genocide!!!” OR YOUR MONEY BACK!!!

Try calling avowed white nationalists “Nazis” and watch Conservatives everywhere get offended.

Try it. Call Richard “America belongs to white men” Spencer a white supremacist Nazi. See what responses you get.

Be careful about doing this: it might get you run over by a car.

https://www.propublica.org/article/white-supremacists-joked-using-cars-to-run-over-opponents-charlottesville

http://www.cnn.com/2017/08/12/us/charlottesville-car-crash-suspect-idd/index.html

Run an ad with an Interracial family. I dare you.

Watch the Conservatives throw a major triggered hissyfit!

http://www.tampabay.com/blogs/media/why-racism-unleased-online-after-interracial-cheerios-ad-may-not-be/2126432

Hire a Black Santa in Mall of America

And watch the triggered Reich Wing snowflakes tell you how they’re not racist while throwing a yuuuge temper tantrum:

http://www.nbc26.com/news/national/hiring-of-black-santa-stirs-backlash-against-mall

http://www.foxnews.com/travel/2016/12/05/backlash-ensues-after-mall-america-hires-first-ever-african-american-santa.html

Now repeat that stunt while being Middle Eastern for real laughs.

Try voting while black. 

Republicans talk so much about black Republicans - yet they throw a fit about black people being able to vote.

They’re even being busted for it by the courts.

https://www.washingtonpost.com/posteverything/wp/2016/08/03/courts-are-finally-pointing-out-the-racism-behind-voter-id-laws/

And while we’re at it…

Try being a woman voter in Texas

Texas, in its effort to stop of a nonexistent voter fraud crisis…

http://www.factcheck.org/2016/10/trumps-bogus-voter-fraud-claims/

…passed a law directly targeted at stopping some women from voting.

http://www.usnews.com/opinion/blogs/susan-milligan/2013/10/24/how-texas-voter-id-law-will-disenfranchise-women

It seems that women mostly vote Democratic

which triggers the bejeezus out of the GOP.

Talk about building a mosque anywhere. Propose putting one near the WTC to really trigger 'em.

Protest foreign wars. Yet another time-honored classic way to trigger Right wingers! Especially the armchair warhawks who’ve never served.

Tell Conservatives that whites won’t be the majority by 2043

Be prepared for accusations of bloody merciless white genocide - and floods of impotent Internet keyboard warrior threats involving taking up guns to overthrow the country, kill all minorities, destroy the city slickers, etc. Don’t worry, though, these Reich wing trigglypuffs are as cowardly and lazy as they are loud.

Tell them Barack H Obama was born a US citizen. Go ahead. Do it. At a safe distance, of course.

http://www.mediaite.com/online/new-poll-shows-that-41-of-republicans-still-dont-think-obama-was-born-in-the-u-s/

Give Der Fuhrer Trump the same respect that Republicans gave President Obama.

Watch them scream and howl like angry trigglypuffs. Self-awareness is not a common affliction among the Reich wing.

Put this on your car, park it somewhere in rural Alabammer, and give it an hour before some triggered Conservative vandalizes it.

For those with real cojones: be a Latino in Arizona.

Triggered, frightened Conservatives down there can’t even tell a citizen from an undocumented immigrant. <Russian accent> Be sure to have your papers. (Bonus points if you know what historical context I’m referring to here.)

http://nation.time.com/2012/09/07/immigration-update-arizona-police-can-now-ask-papers-please/

For those of you trolls with danglies that go clank when you walk: wear a shirt with this message in Mississippi.

Conservatives are always talking about how easily liberals are offended. If you want to entertain yourself by triggering their sensitivitaaahs, try doing one of these things. You’ll find very quickly that they’re just as easily triggered as any snowflake leftist.

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The Problem Isnt Just Trump. Its Our Ignorant Electorate.

For many of us, mornings have taken on a certain nauseating sameness. We roll out from beneath the blankets and, before the scent of coffee has reached our nostrils, we are checking the news feeds for the latest semi-literate tweet coughed up by the ranting, traitorous squatter occupying the Oval Office.

The rest of the day is spent in a kind of horrified suspension, holding our breath, waiting for whatever outrage will inevitably belch forth from the White Houseonce a bastion of seriousness and decorum, now ground zero for the demise of western democracy. How many lies will Trump spew today? Which dictators will he suck up to? Will he smear a Gold Star family? Attack a woman who dares to call out his smarmy predations? Unveil a puerile, racist nickname for a Senator or member of his own cabinet?

As much as we loathe it, however sickening it might have become, every day seems all about him, a former game show host and real estate failure, a hawker of rot-gut vodka and bullshit degrees from a fraudulent University who once styled himself as the Donald. The cable news shows lead with his most recent flatulence, the op-ed pages brim with intimations of doom, late night comedians are having a field day.

He is the president and, thus, bears watching. But we would be mistaken to think that he is truly the center of our universe, a man with a plan, commanding the heights, directing the action.

Virulent as he may be, Donald J. Trump is a symptom not the disease. Without us, he would amount to nothing more than what he had always been before the bizzaro presidential election of 2016: a foppish narcissist desperate for any measure of affirmation; a joke; a nothing. He did not create his voters. They have been there all along, seething with sometimes justifiable anger and suffering their various insecurities. They created and enabled Trump. And make no mistake, in all their vulnerable humanity, they are us: Gullible, compliant, distracted, marinating in irony.

At root, we the people are the problem.

We are understandably reluctant to impugn the intelligence and integrity of our fellow citizens. It is arrogant, uncivil, bad form. Who are we, any of us, to hold ourselves superior? When Hillary Clinton referred to some Trump supporters as deplorables, she was roundly castigated on all sides. How dare she? Yet it is an uncomfortable reality that anywhere from a fifth to a third of our electorate can be fairly (if gently) described as low-information voters. If the results of numerous polls and questionnaires are to be trusted, they know very little about the world they inhabit and what they do know is often woefully incorrect.

Surveys conducted every two years by the National Science Foundation consistently demonstrate that slightly more than half of Americans reject the settled science concerning human evolution. They are not unaware that virtually all credible scientists accept the overwhelming evidence that we evolved from earlier species. They simply choose not to accept that consensus because it doesnt comport with their deeply held beliefs. Many also embrace the absurd notion that the earth is only six thousand years old. Astonishingly, in the early 21st century, around a quarter of our citizenry seems unaware that said earth revolves around the sun.

It is a mistake to regard concern about such ignorance as effete snobbery or elitist condescension. While misapprehensions about basic astronomy, earth science and biology may have little impact on these folks daily lives, does anyone actually believe that similarly uninformed views arent likely to affect their grasp of policies regarding, say, climate change? Income inequality? Gun violence? Immigration?

Profound knowledge gaps like the aforementioned reveal an inability to think critically and leave a person vulnerable to all manner of chicanery. We are all ignorant about many things. Dont get me started on my dismal grasp of mathematics! But the hallmark of a sound education is not glorying in what you think you know, but, instead, appreciating the vastness of what you dont know.

If ignorance is the key that opens the door for charlatans like Trump, improved education, whether in school or in the public square, would seem to provide an obvious solution. But here we confront the perverse Dunning-Kruger Effect identified by psychologistsessentially, the less we know, the more certain we become of our superior knowledge. We have also discovered that exposure to facts and evidence does not always have the expected impact. Many people, when confronted by irrefutable proof that some core belief is incorrect, dont change their minds but dig in their heels. What feels right to them must be right and no amount logic and reasoning will dissuade them. Emotion trumps evidence.

Not too long ago, I fell into conversation with a woman aboard an airplane. Our chat somehow turned to health care. She offered the opinion that people who couldnt afford health insurance didnt deserve medical services. Why should she pay for someones care when they were obviously too lazy to earn their own money?

Because Im my own kind of fool, I rose to the bait. Did that mean they should be allowed to die in the street? I wondered. Well, no, she said. That would be inhumane. They could always go to an emergency room. So she was willing to pay for their care, I observed, but only in the least efficient, most expensive manner. This gave her momentary pause, but she quickly regrouped, simply repeating her prior assertion: Why should she pay? I didnt ask who she planned to vote for in the then-upcoming presidential election, but given that she had also voiced the opinion that women were, by virtue of their gender, unqualified to be news anchors, Im guessing it wasnt Hillary Clinton or Jill Stein.

She is hardly the worst example of an unthinking voter. Bill Maher once invited onto his show former GM Executive Bob Lutz. One supposes that such a fellow has benefited from an adequate education and that hes open to reason. Yet, when the subject of climate change arose, Lutz denied it was happening. A bunch of nonsense as far as he was concerned.

As it happened, Maher had also invited Neil deGrasse Tyson, an astrophysicist, educator and Director of the Hayden Planetarium. Tyson patiently explained why Lutz was misinformed. The planet was warming. Humans were largely to blame. This is how we know.

You might expect an educated person to respond by at least engaging on the topic. Tyson was, after all, vastly more knowledgeable on the subject at hand. Had their roles been reversed, with the topic being cars, I have no doubt he would have deferred to the automaker, asking questions, trying to improve the state of his own knowledge. Not Lutz. You could see him shutting down before Tyson had even warmed to the topic (no pun intended). As Upton Sinclair famously put it, Its hard to get a man to understand something when his salary depends on him not understanding it.

Anyone who has watched the focus groups of Trump voters has seen this sorry dynamic played out again and again. Everything, no matter how tawdry or malicious, is excused or minimized. You get the feeling these folks would accept the sexual molestation of teenage girls as a trade-off for Neil Gorsuch. In fact, many did in supporting Roy Moore.

Welcome to the Post-Truth Era.

Much has been written about the impact social media and the internet in general have had on how people receive and absorb information. By now, we are all familiar with bots, trolls, phony scandals and the tendency of folks to hunker down in their own info-silos. The old adage that a lie is halfway round the world before the truth gets its socks on has never been more salient.

Consider the recent attacks on one of the young Parkland shooting survivors. A teenager who had just witnessed classmates being gunned down at his own school quickly discovered that speaking up for common-sense gun regulation resulted in vicious trolling and the viral lie that he was a paid crisis actor. This was similar to what befell the grieving families of the small children murdered at Sandy Hook Elementary School in 2012. Imagine waking one morning in a state of searing grief over the violent death of your baby to discover that some odious prankster like Alex Jones is telling his gullible audience that the whole tragic incident was staged, that your child was actually a paid performer doused in artificial gore and posed in a gruesome tableaux of death.

That Jones and his ilk have not been thoroughly shamed and driven from the public sphere says a lot about our growing tolerance for vile nonsense.

Trump did not invent Fake News. The Big Lie has been the stock in trade of con men and tyrants since time immemorial. But he understands its value. Alternative facts as his lickspittle factotum, Kellyanne Conway infamously put it, has long been his metier. Hes a bullshitter, a phony and now hes our president.

This shouldnt have happened. But we let it happen, though Trump did have plenty of help

Unsurprisingly, the Fox propaganda machine and any number of right-wing radio ranters enthusiastically clambered aboard the Trump Train. They were abetted by many in the mainstream media who, mindful that Trump lured eyeballs to advertisers and too timid to call him out as the carnival barker he so obviously was, went along for the ride. A number of Republicans in Congress dismissed him at first. But when it became clear he had a shot at winning and that his devotees comprised at least half of their party, they scurried to adopt him as their useful idiot.

Its true that we are not all equally culpable. Roughly three million more people voted for Trumps chief opponent. But the right-minded among us didnt do enough to forestall the plainly looming disaster. The proof of that is the Trump presidency itself.

So, if we in our various incarnations are the problem, then what is the solution? Is there any way out? Wed better hope so. Whats certain is that its on us. We made a wreck of our government and its up to us to fix it.

There are positive signs:

A once compliant media has begun to take the gloves off. Genuine conservatives, outraged that their movement has been hijacked by philistines, are sounding the alarm. People are rising up and calling BS. For every Sean Hannity there is a Rachel Maddow, Jake Tapper or even Shepard Smith (at Fox News, no less!). For every Paul Ryan, there is a David Frum or Max Boot. Frothing crowds at CPAC are countered by the #MeToo movement and impressively eloquent teenagers fed up with politicians of any stripe who cower before the gun industry. On a good day, a John McCain or Jeff Flake will stand up to the cringing accommodationists in their own party. And, of course, Donald Trump himself, along with his corrupt lackeys, face a formidable foe in the person of Robert Mueller.

NSA Director Admiral Mike Rogers recent testimony before the Senate Intelligence Committee should mark a turning point, though he merely confirmed what has been apparent for some time: that even as our nation is under attack from a Russia determined to subvert our democracy, the president has not directed any relevant agencies to defend the country. This is a violation of the oath Trump swore on inauguration day and smacks of treason. We have entered uncharted waters.

Whats clear is that we need to use all non-violent resources at our disposal to rid ourselves and our country of the dangerous infection spreading from the White House into our body politic. These are not normal times and our usual reflexes will no longer suffice.

Trump is a problem of our own creation. We must become the solution.

Ron Reagan is an author and political commentator who lives in Seattle and Arezzo, Tuscany.

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The Curious Case of Gurmehar Kaur. Characters: @mehartweets @RandeepHooda @virendersehwag @Voice_Of_Ram What was & what wasn't. Do read till the end before getting offended & using your mother tongue. So what are the scenes you saw and what did u miss ? Did you hear the name "Gurmehar Kaur' in 2016 ? No, You came to know about her few days back because of Virendra Sehwag & Randeep Hooda. And how you may ask ? She was holding a placard with "Pakistan did not kill my dad, War Killed him". Now being Indian, Pakistan is such a despicable name to all of us, that our blood boils, we jump out of bed, log on to facebook, tweet fiercely with anger. But do we ever hold our breath and think over what did we receive on whatsapp is complete truth ? No, because these hatred & it's misuse is the reason of our blindness. So we are stuck to the first part only "Pakistan did not kill" & the anger is poured on social media with filthiest swear words, rape threats to sarcastic output, jokes, images all over the net. Well, here it all got messed up, chaos, full media TRP. May be you were stuck in traffic, you missed the best part of the movie my friend. She despised Pakistan more than us, because we didn't loose anyone, she did. That part, that particular placard which started all of this was not her words but her mother's. The original unedited Video which you missed: https://youtu.be/ilkU25fhi6w Video Timeline - 00:52 "I also remember how much I used to hate Pakistan & Pakistanis because they killed my dad" 01.20 "My mother held me back and made me understand" 01.29 "Pakistan did not kill my dad, War Killed him" I salute the guy who found that particular placard, recognized it's potential of misuse & milked it well. That guy is the director and deserves an Oscar. Damien Chazelle gave us only a musical while this one is full of violence, emotion, comedy & tragedy. Now, if that statement is of last year's video, why is it being used now ? Simply because this time Gurmehar herself dared & stated on placard "I'm not afraid of ABVP" and so the movie begun. I couldn't find if she somewhere supported Umar Khalid, all was her stand against ABVP who protested against Umar Khalid which also is OK but using violence, beating up teachers whom our culture equates to our parents is not in good taste. And because of this Gurmehar dared to stand. If Umar Khalid is Anti National, and she is supporting him, I certainly will despise too, but this was nowhere to be found. Just standing against ABVP doesn't prove her to be supporting Umar Khalid. You or me hating Pakistan doesn't make us China supporters. The video was about peace. Is this wish for peace so gross and sickening, so Anti National ? Haven't our country been trying for peace forever? Samjhauta Express in 1976, Delhi Lahore Bus in 1999 in which Vajpayee ji himself travelled. (Source: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delhi–Lahore_Bus) Modi ji paid sudden visit to Nawaz Sharif on his Birthday (Source: http://indianexpress.com/article/india/india-news-india/pm-modi-lands-in-lahore-on-a-surprise-visit-meets-pak-pm-nawaz-sharif/) So why does this girl asking for the same makes her Anti National ? Let's checkout the Characters: Gurmehar Kaur: She is daughter of Martyr Captain Mandeep Singh. When Ram approached her with this concept, she liked and volunteered. Believing in that idea she repeated the same in Ramdas College chaos. She dared. Copy Paste of what she told me in chat- I'm not from Canada I don't have petrol pumps I'm extremely clear I'm a national level athlete I scored extremely well My teachers form LSR came out in my support for a reason Ram Subramanian: He is a creative guy. Last year he ran a campaign "Profile for peace" (Source: http://m.timesofindia.com/india/Peace-call-goes-viral-I-am-an-Indian-I-dont-hate-Pakistan/articleshow/49522993.cms) This campaign solely belongs to him where Gurmehar Kaur was a volunteer only. It was his view & idea to achieve peace between Hindustan & Pakistan through talks instead of resorting to war, although it didn't give any solid solution. With so many of our soldiers dying on border, civilians via terrorism, can this be solved merely by talks ? Virender Shewag: As explained earlier, that particular placard boils our patriotism harmone, and I believe same happend with Shewag. He didn't see the video, he saw only that placard and out of anger he used his usual witty feedback. A placard for a placard makes whole country blind. If he did see the video, then it's quite shameful. And if the logic thrown to twist the facts is to be followed than you may apply the media story that Shewag earns through tweets. (Source: http://zeenews.india.com/cricket/virender-sehwag-says-he-has-earned-around-rs-30-lakh-through-his-tweets-in-last-six-months_1965679.html) Further using same logic, his love for pakistan also defies his tweet (Source: https://youtu.be/Lt5DHnPZKUE) Randeep Hooda: My basic observation is he too also fell for half truth, just one placard of Gurmehar, countered by Sehwag sarcasm and Randeep also quoted it. Didn't see the video or understood the meaning. But following their logic again, Randeep's mother Asha Hooda is a BJP politician, to which ABVP relates. (Source: http://m.imdb.com/name/nm0393535/bio) Check out his few peaceful tweets: 1. https://mobile.twitter.com/RandeepHooda/status/499886930725982208 2. https://twitter.com/RandeepHooda/status/585797953719140352 3. https://twitter.com/RandeepHooda/status/585781975601917953 Now that the movie is about to end, let's dwell into the climax, the half Truth, half Lie news you received on WhatsApp which actually now is the only source of information for people still looking for GPS Nano Chip by holding 2000 Note against sun. This message claims few points. 1. This all was done by Arvind Kejriwal. No, this was Ram Subramanian's campaign. But yes Gurmehar Kaur and Ram Subramanian both do support AAP. About the photo with AAP leaders, not credible for this particular script. People take selfie or photos many famous personalities. 2. Gurmehar holds a Canadian Passport. No, I had a chat with her and she said she never had been to Canada, so certainly not Canadian Passport. 3.Martyr Captain Mandeep Singh didn't die in Kargil War. True, he unfortunately died at an HQ under Pakistani terrorist's attack. As Gurmehar told me, it was 10 days after official closure of Kargil War. (Source: http://www.merasangeet.com/india/archives-remembering-martyr-capt-mandeep-singh/ Not credible though) I'm not giving out any verdict here, layed the cards in front of you, showed you what you missed, another side of the coin. Baaki aapki marji. Aapka din shubh rahe. Jai Hind - facebook.com/SMHoaxSlayer PS: It's all because of half statement. https://www.facebook.com/SMHoaxSlayer/photos/a.147357335599672.1073741828.140690692933003/429841777351225/?type=3

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Resident Evil 7 Biohazard Review

The particular survival-horror group of followers held their collective inhale for the discharge of the most recent addition to the Resident Wicked universe. We all know the 20-year-old franchise has endured from its own malady in recent years in seeking to recapture the magic of the innovative 4 (and lets deal with it: 5 and six were a bit of a punch in the boulders). With 7, it seems like Capcom want to innovate once again, and in the most questionable way. Because the announcement at E3 2016; diehard followers have been in upheaval over the selection to go very first person, among other things. Thats not Resident Bad! They screamed in their droves. As a 20-something 90s infant; Ive been in love with the franchise since the times of Jill Sandwiches. You might explain me among the diehard followers (I died a lot). Well in any case, I recently finished our first playthrough of Citizen Evil 7 Biohazard, and i also am unfortunate. Why, anyone asks? I am sad because Let me never get to play by means of this beautiful online game with the exact same naivety as when I started out. How I want I could perform this game again with no memory, in order to love it all over again. Ill get into why that's not necessarily the best thing later on. The reality is, Capcom: you listened. This is a Resident Wicked game all the way through, and more so than its recent ancestors. Lets talk about that. Through the second an individual step out of your car or truck youre told of the starting to games like Slender Man. Wow boy typically the silent dereliction descends like a fog and also you dont dare to test out the sprint be you advantage cautiously toward the Baker plantation. This really is a return in order to formula. There is a real B-movie horror feeling to this game right away, typically the long hallways and noiseless landings soaked in dark-colored mould usually are as disturbing as youd expect. The interior of this fresh hell tells as much of a story as the character types. The quiet anticipation is used to perfection to enhance the particular horror experience, minimal rating gives way to only the sound of your own pathways (and occasionally those of your pursuer) generating for probably the best ambiance of a Resident Evil sport yet.

Yes, its first-bloody-person, which isnt a negative thing. This course has made the habit associated with shaking things up after every third iteration. Citizen Evil seven Biohazard is no different; it drops an individual right into the particular horror, and it gives you organization. The fact that a person arent the particular Herculean Chris or roundhousing Leon will become apparent very soon. They are just some person (or gal) who does not have a clue, in a harsh and unforgiving scenario. Similar to the fixed-camera associated with earlier games, the first-person perspective eliminates you. Its claustrophobic, and also you never know whats standing behind you or around the next corner. In case nothing else, the much more immersive, and sure I bought typically the candle at the same time. No remorse. Another returning feature to become greeted being an old buddy; the heart monitor! Finally! Of which green, yellowish or red-colored line in your way on the path to a moldy grave may seem a little arbitrary for contemporary gaming, but its Resident Evil to a Capital t (virus). Of course herbs produce a comeback at the same time, along with an increased crafting method that will perhaps you have scrounging regarding chem smooth and nitroglycerine nitroc wherever you could find it. The truly a go back to survival this time, bye-bye actions horror! Inventory management is a big portion of that, eventually youll make the classic choice to discard that every too valuable ammo to pick up that gruesomely themed key. Yes, the main element puzzles usually are back as well. Did We mention it is a Resident Bad game? However , while this genre-defining franchise offers very much gone back to its roots, it hasnt been idle in the long exile. Youll find influences coming from all kinds of success horror game titles released in between. Be it typically the photorealistic and claustrophobic interiors of the Silent Hills Playable Teaser or perhaps Alien: Remoteness, all the way right down to the iconic Secure Room audio (oh, exactly how Ive overlooked thee) which often sounds like some thing straight out of Gustavo Santaolalla. It makes you feel equal elements safe in addition to somewhat creeped out while you save your improvement, rummage through them box plus work up the particular gaul to head back out right now there. The fight calls for a cool head along with a steady hand, and its oddly satisfying. Peashooters and minimal ammo make you entirely powerless unless you finally have the ability to grab typically the shotgun in addition to blow your head off of an enemy. The particular exhilaration of this meaty exploding market makes the mind-boggling fear so worth it. However youll often find running apart the better option, especially when faced with the particular persistent Baker clan. Jack can be a mumbo jumbo to put straight down, and do not go thinking hell remain that way. Significantly. An unfortunate disadvantage, enemies can be a little bad in hindsight. The Cast introduced in the Beginning Hour demonstration are horrifying, but that's basically whatever you get. I used to be hoping to satisfy a few traditional zombie/ganado types around the house, a couple of distant cousins of the loved ones maybe? That seemed the particular logical thing, as youll see so many missing person posters speckled around. You anticipate to see the Shaped late game as with the Crimson Minds of Resi 1, renditions of foes you believed youd dispatched once already. That however isnt the truth. Despite some small variations here and there, their all a slimy mess. A fall returning to the Uroboros enemies associated with 5.

Though If only I could turn back the clock in addition to experience this with new eyes once more, this online game absolutely has replay worth. True to its form; theres more to see, more to collect and more to be able to unlock should you choose to take on the speedrun obstacle, or issue yourself to typically the aptly-named Madhouse difficulty. At a blind run; taking time and energy to explore plus exercise extreme care, my first playthrough required just under half of the day. A respectable duration. However , tale and scare-wise, this game does heavily rely on the particular blind enjoy. Like many games prior to it, youll find repeated playthroughs arent nearly as exciting plus terrifying while you learn the best, what to do plus where the leap scares and enemies usually are coming from. A person pray for some procedural factors to keep you on your feet. It is, sadly, achievable to finish this game in under 2 hours once you know what they are doing. Overall, these are nevertheless a few qualms in an otherwise great online game. Gorgeous images from the fresh RE engine, and an attractive and brilliantly delivered history that makes good on their promise. Horror has certainly come home. Whether youre the diehard Resi fan or perhaps totally new for the franchise youll be welcome into the Baker house. Well, not delightful, but you will not be able to leave. The judgement? A combined bag. Because soft reboots go, Resident Evil several Biohazard is usually top class. A game that strikes the balance in between new in addition to familiar, frightening and demanding. It has the flaws but overall Homeowner Evil seven Biohazard is a lot of enjoyment. So sit back, get your headphones on, in addition to take your time with it.

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