#I Stand With Puerto Rico

[elliscraddock]

Here's my #8thRocksShuffle #8thRocks dance video w/#SalsaRomantica #Salsa song called #PuertoRico by the late #FrankieRuiz(rest in power).

(w/heavy rain sound effects/high tone version). I don't own this song but enjoy. This tap dance video is pay tribute to the people from Puerto Rico. #IStandWithPuertoRico #ILovePuertoRico #ISupportPuertoRico #PuertoRican #NoRacism #SalsaDance #SalsaSong #SalsaMusic ✊🏿🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷✊🏿

[troythecatfish]

[stormiclown]

GENOCIDE/WAR IS STUPID

[tinylongwing]

Dale Redmayne in the process of ruining someone's day

[vileacademyofficial]

what the FUCK do you have against Lin Manuel FUCKING Miranda?

excluding the antiblackness and racism of hamilton and its fanbase? he publicly supported an “economic stability” bill that closed 200+ public puerto rican schools, implemented devestating labor ‘reforms’ that have gutted puerto rican workers’ access to sick days and vacation time, cut funding to the university of puerto rico, and began the privatization of puerto rico’s electrical authority.

so yeah no i don't like the guy lmao

[11oh1]

[erasedvoice]

from the river to the sea 🍉

for palstine, congo, sudan, tigray, for the puerto ricans, hawaiians, and native americans

🇵🇸🇸🇩🇵🇷🇨🇩

[whim513]

been doing some reading about puerto rico and i need to beat Christopher Columbus to death with a metal pipe IMMEDIATELY

[flore-the-poet]

Never Forget Palestine

I know that this is a long, serious, and sudden post to make after a couple of months of null activity. I normally keep my explicit convictions out of social media circles, but the emotions that the ongoing genocide in occupied Palestine has brewed within me is something that I can't keep to myself any longer. As a person who lives in the world's oldest colony, I feel the urgency to express my unshakable and absolute support for the Palestinian people under occupation and their wider diaspora.

As a Puerto Rican, I can somewhat understand the violence that colonialism wreaks upon native peoples. I know what economic violence looks like. I know first hand the pain and dread that displacement brings, the sacrifices that the diaspora undertakes every day, and I've witnessed gentrification efforts in Puerto Rico accelerate astronomically. I know how colonialism erases cultures and warps senses of identity; Americanization and globalization have my culture on a chokehold and I often find myself asking who am I, for I have my own flag, but by law I am a US citizen. And although I was born in the new millennium, my grandparents and parents knew what political and military violence is and have done their due diligence in making me remember the ostracized, the murdered, and disappeared.

As a Puerto Rican, I feel an unshakable sense of gross complicity in the ongoing genocide. I feel this way because our leaders in San Juan and in Washington DC actively support and fund the IDF's genocidal war machine. I feel this way because many of the weapons and munitions that currently maim, kill, and destroy the very livelihood of the Palestinian people were developed and tested in the shores of the municipal island of Vieques, which is located some twenty-odd kilometers from our eastern coast. I feel this way because I read repost after repost of shellshocked Palestinians desperately calling for aid, humanization, and solidarity by showcasing the bodies of their murdered to the world from the comfort of a standing home and relative access to basic resources, and overall experiencing a normal way of life. I feel this way, because the active targeting of journalists and activists, community leaders, and scholars by IDF troops echo the arrests, unfair trails, imprisonment, torture, murder, and disappearance of our leaders orchestrated by evil men like Blanton Winship and Edgar Hoover. To whoever reads this, please do not forget Palestine. When Puerto Rican Revolutionaries revolted against US colonial rule in 1950, the UN ignored our struggle for independence and looked the other way as US Navy planes bombed the Jayuya to ruins and National Guardsmen arrested and murdered armed revolutionaries and civilians alike all around Puerto Rico. The Gaza Genocide is beyond everything my fellow countrymen have ever faced. Please, for your humanity, do not turn your backs on Palestine just as the world did to us.

[umberandmochaagate]

I ain't gonna hold you bro

Thinking that "vote blue no matter who" is gonna hold as strongly is actually buck wild

[elliscraddock]

Here's my #8thRocksShuffle #8thRocks dance video w/#SalsaRomantica #Salsa song called #PuertoRico by the late #FrankieRuiz(rest in power)(w/heavy rain sound effects/high tone version) on YouTube to pay tribute to the people from Puerto Rico. Also click the like, share, subscribe, & hit a notification button on my YouTube channel. #IStandWithPuertoRico #ILovePuertoRico #ISupportPuertoRico #PuertoRican #NoRacism #SalsaDance #SalsaSong #SalsaMusic ✊🏿🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷✊🏿

[empress-leo]

Why do I get the feeling that this gonna be how people react to American history in the future?

Just a weird lil feeling

Before learning Roman history: How did Rome fall?

After learning Roman history: How the fuck did Rome not fall sooner?

[tanadrin]

medieval monks and accountants start using Italian millione ("one thousand" + augmentative suffix) to mean 10^6 by the 1200s; this spreads to other languages

Jehan Adam coins bymillion and trimillion to mean 10^12 and 10^18 in 1475

Nicolas Chuquet extends this scale up to nonyllion (10^54), with every step being another six orders of magnitude (million, byllion, tryllion, quadrillion, quyllion, sixlion, septyllion, ottylion, nonyllion) in 1484. Note that in this period, it was common to put the digit separator every six digits instead of every three.

Guillaume Budé refers to 10^9 as milliart in 1516, in a Latin text

But in 1549, Jacques Pelletier du Mans uses milliard to mean 10^12, citing Budé as a source

In the 1600s, people start putting digit separators every three digits. But some scientists and mathematicians define the numerical scale according to how digits are grouped, rather than the actual order of magnitude: thus, one billion becomes 10^9, one trillion becomes 10^12, etc, creating the short scale.

"Milliard" is eventually added to the long scale, meaning 10^9 (in keeping with Budé's usage); the first published example is from 1676

By 1729, the short-scale meaning of "billion" (10^9) has already crept into American usage

This is in keeping with French usage at the time: in 1762, the Académie Française dictionary cites billion as meaning 10^9.

By the early 19th century, France has almost completely converted to the short scale, and U.S. usage follows France; the long scale is referred to in some sources as "obsolete." But Britain is still using the long scale (and I assume Germany and most other European countries)

Over the course of the 20th century, the long scale begins to become more influential in France, presumably due to the influence of continental usage; while the short scale becomes more influential in Britain, presumably due to the influence of American English. Notably the SI system very specifically uses unique prefixes that are the same across languages, to prevent confusion!

In 1961, the French Government confirms that they're going to officially use the long scale from now on; in 1974, Britain officially switches over to the short scale, and many other English-speaking countries follow.

In 1975, the terms "short scale" and "long scale" are actually coined, by mathematician Geneviève Guitel.

One reason large number names could be so unstable for so long is, of course, that outside specialized usage they are rare, and were even more rare before modern science and large modern monetary amounts became commonplace points of discussion. Wikipedia says "milliard" wasn't common in German until 1923, when bank notes had to be overstamped during Weimar-era hyperinflation.

As it currently stands, English, Indonesian, Hebrew, Russian, Turkish, and most varieties of Arabic use the short scale; continental Europe and most varieties of Spanish outside Europe use the long scale. A few countries use both, usually in different languages, like South African English (short scale) and Afrikaans (long scale) or Canadian English (short scale) and Canadian French (long scale) . Puerto Rico uses the short scale in economic and technical usage, but the long scale in publications aimed at export.

Notably some languages use neither, having their own names for large numbers--South Asian languages have the Indian numbering system, and Bhutan, Cambodia, and various East Asian languages also have their own numbering systems. Greek, exceptionally, uses a native calque of the short scale rather than a borrowing.

[heartcountry]

also in case it wasn’t clear i stand in solidarity with all oppressed, colonized, and marginalized groups throughout the world. whether it be syria, palestine, sudan, puerto rico, hawaii, ethiopia, the global black liberation movement, and so many more. we’re not free until we’re all free.

[donatellawritings]

“a’ight, now look directly into this camera and tell us your name, age, and where you’re from,” the cameraman speaks, his gold-ring clad hand carefully adjusting the zoom of the lens on the expensive camera as you sit on the crème colored couch with a cheesy smile, your swollen lips all glossed and glittery.

letting out a nervous giggle, you flip your blown out hair over your shoulder, gently adjusting your barely there skimpy bikini top to cover your hard nipples, “uh, you can call me angel,” you bat your cat-like lashes, before mushing your glossed lips together with a ‘pop’, “m’twenty-one, and i’m from carolina, puerto rico,” you seal with another shaky laugh, swallowing thickly as you steal a quick glance at the man behind the camera, he was a bit older than you, and very handsome — you couldn’t help but be a silly little school girl.

with a feigned-defeated sigh, the cameraman zooms in on your plump breasts, earning a wide grin from you as you playfully shimmy, allowing your perky tits to jiggle, “puerto rico, huh?” he chuckles, licking over his pink lips as you swiftly run your acrylic-nails finger across the pink-heart shaped pendant that dangled from your bellybutton piercing, “so fuckin’ pretty,” he comments, trailing the camera down to your lower half, focusing on the way the plush curves of your thighs and ass swallowed the flimsy fabric of your tiny boy shorts.

with a clearing of his throat, the cameraman brings the camera back up to your pretty little face, “is this y’first time getting fucked on camera, angel?” he asks, his voice heavy in greed as you nod immediately, “fuck — why don’t y’bend over for me and show me that cute little ass of yours,” he beckons, his eyes hanging low as you obediently stand from the couch.

you couldn’t ignore the goosebumps that rose on your skin as you turned away from the camera, before pulling your the thin cloth further up your fat ass cheeks, before bending over with a muffled giggle as you bit down into the chunk of your bottom lip, “look at that,” the cameraman ogled, letting out a throat groan as his warm and calloused hand suddenly cupped your asscheek, gently jiggling the supple skin.

“y’like it?” you questioned, glancing over your shoulder, letting out a surprised gasp as the cameraman’s hand abruptly slapped down onto your ass.

“i love it, angel— m’gonna open you up a bit, yeah?” he informs you, his eyes squinted as he crouches down onto one knee, carefully angling the camera lens at the crease where your puffy pussy and tight asshole met.

your nails slowly dug into the fabric of the couch as the cameraman’s thumb curled into your skin, pulling your asscheek apart, leaving your wet and eager holes exposed to the cold air conditioned environment of the casting room. you failed to hold back a low mewl as the tip of his thumb grazed over your glistening pussy.

“fuuuck, she’s so pretty,” he cooed, jiggling your asscheek once more, before standing firmly on his two feet as he closed the distance between you two, his jean-covered bulged pressed firmly against your ass, “y’gonna be a star, y’know that, angel?” he praises, holding the camera impressively still with one hand as he undoes the button of his jeans with the other, seamlessly slipping his hand under the waistband of his briefs as he releases his firm cock from its confines.

cutely, you wiggled your hips, your pouty lips plagued with a coy smile as your ass brushed against the flushed cameraman’s erect cock. your cute little act quickly came to a halt as he locked his hand around the dip of your waist, pushing his hips closer into you as his dick laid perfectly atop of your ass. a cocky chuckle left the man’s throat as he measured his dick, his mouth watering at how his tip surpassed the top of your ass and rested on your lower back.

your bambi eyes widened at the feeling of his length resting on you, your heart rate increasing as he pulled down your tiny shorts, revealing your bare ass and sweet pussy.

“m’gonna make you a star,” he huffed with a smile, before spitting a glob of warm saliva down the crack of your ass, lowering the camera to catch how it drooled down into your pussy, before tapping his flushed tip against your aching hole.

a squeaky moan left your lips as he slowly pushed into you, your sticky lips parted in pleasure as his flexed arm grips the the couch, your small hand closing over his forearm as the two of you let out satisfied moans. warmed tears were quick to brim around your waterline as he pushed his hips further into yours, the camera now close to your face.

“i love it,” you smiled, your lips stretch into a drunken grin as you pose for the camera, the sounds of the cameraman’s hips slapping into yours now muffled as you focused your fuck-me eyes on the camera.

you knew that you were always meant to be a superstar — no matter what it took, or who you’d meet along the way.

even if it was the eager cameraman who was fucking himself deep inside of you.