#Trump life story

[try-set-me-on-fire]

this guy

[justsomeominousthreats]

Trump is a better man than whoever provided the semen got you.

Actually my father and mouthed are wonderful people who have done better things in their lives for the simple people around them than Trump has in his whole life. And they’ve done things for rich and ‘powerful’ without expecting it to benefit themselves.

The fact that your on anon shows that you have far too loud opinions for your own fucking scaredy cat pussy self. So politely? Stfu. I’m not even American and Trump being president messes my life up. I don’t know what YOU get out of having a crazy, nut job with no life, bitches, happiness and is just generally fucking insane racist, misogynistic, psychopath but you do you.

Just keep your shitty, no brain, no properly thought out opinions out of my vibe. Thanks 😊

Any other Trump supports that decide to come to my blog to be a fucking asshole because you can’t see past your fucking own dick on how life isn’t just about you(AND Once Trump is done tearing us, the POC and gays, down, who do you think he’s going for next? Use both your brain cells dumbass. Unless you loss them too🤭)

Thank you for reading my rant! Go kill your opinion and re evaluate yourself. You don’t deserve an opinion or freedom to talk until you do! <3

[kingofthewilderwest]

Moral Orel hit me in a sweet spot. I think it’s beautiful seeing fans on different paths discussing how the show touched them. I’ve seen people who’ve left the church, agnostics, atheists, and Christians all say the show spoke deeply to them. Of course the show’s black humor on religion offended many, especially before its last season aired, but I think the show’s resulting legacy - connecting to people who’ve both left and who’ve stayed - demonstrates successful nuance to how Moral Orel was crafted.

The show’s creators have said it’s not against religion per se, it’s against hypocrites. Even with the first season, I felt that and found appreciation (frankly, joy) for what was satirized. Here was a show speaking up, exaggerating, and lampooning the facets of Protestant American Christian culture I’ve vented about in confidence to relevant friends and family - without, like many modern shows which tackle this subject do, mocking followers themselves, faith itself, and suggesting to viewers one way of life is better than another, one group of people is (ex: intellectually) superior to another.

Some people have stepped away from Moral Orel and said, “This show comforted me when I left church,” or outright, “This show taught me there is no god.” And that’s not an unfair way to interact with Moral Orel because it doesn’t preach what you “should” do there (a sign of mature writing, really). I stepped away from Moral Orel and said, “This show comforted me in the areas I get frustrated,” which assuages my feelings and makes me more confident in my faith and place within culture.

I feel awkward in contemporary culture because I was raised with minimal secular exposure - daughter of a worship pastor, student at a private Christian school until high school. Meanwhile, in adulthood, I didn't attended church functions for over a dozen years. My group of friends have largely been non-Christians who hold negative opinions about the religion and don’t live remotely similar lifestyles to what I was raised with. I love what I've learned from them. Unfortunately, this also means the cultural building blocks that make me who I am seem shared by no one I'm around, which, even though I'm in my 30s, remains disorienting.

On the flipside, I'm the weirdo with the third eye in Christian spaces, too. I’m an ever-thirsty knowledge-seeker who strives to comprehend forbidden topics from all angles. I spent my twenties researching, questioning, rebuilding knowledge, and critically analyzing everything about the Bible. Church attendees and services feel painfully artificial, with mental blockers to topics I feel are critical to understand.

In either community I partake in, I feel “off.”

I’m grateful to have been raised by parents who didn’t pussyfoot around issues, with a father who deep-dives research. Discussions, delving, and digging into the hard stuff has always been fostered. My family spoke to pastors when we disagreed with their theology. I grew up around people who practiced passive acceptance, but my family was not that.

In the last year, I’ve returned more strongly to my faith and have been reintegrating with the Christian community. In some areas, my faith has grown and, humbly, I’ve learned much from peers. Despite stereotypes, I want to note that, in certain fields, the church community has always been deep and meticulous! And there are so many beautiful and uplifting areas in the church. But likewise there are those areas that get assumed, aren’t questioned, and aren’t… responded to well by questioning spirits. There have always been areas in the church culture I find disingenuous, foolish, illogical, limited, oversimplified, denialistic, or susceptible to hypocrisy and immorality. I’m not better than any person on this planet, but I’m rubbing shoulders with a community that has different blinders than I do, who don’t even consider asking the types of questions or seeking out the information I find necessary for a solidified faith.

Moral Orel disparages the toxic elements of Protestant culture, the misinterpretations, the artificial facades, the mindless assumptions, the poorly-hidden underbelly, all the areas Christian community can and does go wrong. It makes me feel justified feeling awkward in two worlds: someone for whom Christianity is deeply important, but someone whose mindset doesn’t jive with the rest of the town. Someone who can find and wants to find the best lessons outside of Christianity. Someone who believes in questioning, rethinking constantly, raising her eyebrows at common notions within church culture, and striving for the actual love, sincerity, dedication, and goodness our faith should be based on.

[helpfamilywar]

It takes hours to get 10 liters of drinking water.

The indigenous people of the surrounding areas were also destroyedsay that the Mawasi of Khan Yunis was an area where only stray dogs lived.

After some institutions tried to make life here and provide better water.Getting 10 liters of water became 60minutes or less.

[nebulaedaniel]

followed awsten knight on bluesky and now parxies are following me as well lmao i think they will be disappointed when i exclusively rb dan and phil things

[lucky-clover-gazette]

tfw you look at the plot outline of a project you’ve been working on for years and realize that this extended fantasy metaphor for the pandemic actually reinforces conspiracy theory and antivax attitudes within the metaphor

[iatecroisant]

TW: SUIC*DAL THOUGHTS AND INTENTIONS!!!!

Looking my sister dead in the eyes as she says that she's proud of me for not hating her for who she voted for. Looking my sister dead in the eyes and not saying anything as I know that I'm already planning to kill myself in the upcoming months because of the outcome of this election.

[dootznbootz]

There's something so specifically infuriating when someone uses one of your experiences or your demographic in an argument, especially if said argument is about spreading hatred or is just so wrong. They "speak on behalf of the ___" to say such fucked shit.

"You're not thinking of the ___!"

"I literally am ___. You saying that adds nothing as you do not speak for me or for other ___. Shut up."

[simcardiac-arrested]

i am going to give asks every day for a unskippable cutscene i think until i either forget or you no longer want them. the long rambles are very fun to read.

im glad you like my rambles man it’s fun to just spew thoughts!! but anyway since i already mentioned chess in some earlier asks i might as well ramble about it. it is THEE game of all time to me. like … i don’t know. it’s SOOO good they made a game that is actually perfect. i might be saying that because i’m biased and it’s like the game of my childhood cuz i’ve played it since i was veryyy young. but oh my god i dont know. I sound like a snob but it is perfect intellectual stimulation. i love Thinking. i fucking love imagining how the game will go. i love predicting my opponent’s moves it’s sooo fun. sometimes i get it just right and my opponent falls for my bait and right into my mischievously set up trap and i obliterate them. soemtimes though my opponent sees through it and surprises me and i have to be like !!!!!!!! I HAVE TO THINK HARDER NOW HOLY SHIDT !!!!! sometimes chess will have you in SUCH a stump. you will be sooo stuck and unsure of what to do. it will look like a dead end. and that’s so fun to me too … there is Always some sort of way out if you try hard enough. sometimes you have to sacrifice some pieces abd you have to think whether a rook or a horse is more important to you. i love how sometimes chess games can be casual and take like 15 minutes but sometimes it’s like, the most thought consuming thing in your life and it takes hourssss. but it’s so worth it either way bc it’s either like, the satisfaction of a hard earned win or the friendly loss of a big challenge. idgaf about winning or losing i just love playing chess. and yet i do not know shit about it!! obviously i know the pieces and how they move and shit, and i’ve worked out some strategies that i tend to open with. but i’ve never watched tournaments. i don’t know the ‘pro chess moves’. my dad never bothered to teach me and i never bothered to learn. i play like a pro but i have the unpredictability of a newbie because i seriously don’tttttt know what the fuck a fork or a queen’s gambit or a Whatever is. Like you’re just making shit up at me. chess is not about strategies or pro gamer tactics it’s about pretending to be smart and becoming dr strange imagining every possible outcome of your opponent’s next move

[helpfamilywar]

Five months later:

We got a hearty meal. Aid by arrived . My children are happy, especially since it came after a long absence.

I hope we have good luck again in the coming weeks!

[independentanon]

Missing Content from the Story #1

I'm not perfect and I miss things sometimes. So far I've shared nearly every relevant post and media from November 5th through December 19th. Now I'm going to share some things I had left out for whatever reason:

In the middle of the night on the 5th and 6th of November, 2024, one of my friends said some worrying things in our political text channel as the ballot counting wrapped up. He didn't take the results of the election well and was making comments about calling a hotline and jumping off a bridge.

Later - in the afternoon on the 6th - another friend commented in the general text channel about how the first friend had gone offline since he posted those comments and would not respond to messages nor calls:

November 6th, 2024

I've said it before, but I'll say it again: this was a big part of why I began protesting at all.

Then I came up with this "joke" on the 7th:

November 7th, 2024

Here's a joke: A felon, a racist, and a rapist walk into a bar. He says "I'm a Christian" and becomes president.

To be fair, it was never really proven that Trump raped anyone, but he probably did everything up to and possibly including rape based on the details given in the E. Jean Carroll civil cases. Him also being a racist is debatable... but he's definitely a felon.

There was one other post on this day:

November 7th, 2024

I think Trump is going to stop supplying Ukraine and Russia might actually have a chance to fight back and win because of it.

Later, on the 11th, the friend me and my group were worried about said the following:

November 11th, 2024

On the 14th of November, I posted about a warning from computer scientists:

November 14th, 2024

There's a report that there was a breach of the voter systems in this election.

All I can think about is how ironic it would be if Democrat's were screaming "tHeY sToLe ThE eLeCtIoN"

On the 19th I started my protests using that noose.

On the 21st I posted about how Matt Gaetz withdrew from Trump's cabinet pick as Attorney General.

Later that same day, another friend posted this web comic:

November 21st, 2024

On the 22nd, Trump's sentencing for his felony convictions were indefinitely postponed given he was to become president:

Novemeber 22nd, 2024

FUCKING DAMN IT Him being a felon has been one of my talking points about how he's a bad man. People are just going to say "well he got away with it" and ignore the fact he was still found guilty.

On the 23rd I considered using the #FAFO tag as my next sign:

November 23rd, 2024

I'm tempted to do

STOP TRUMP #FAFO

for my sign but I fear someone might take the fafo part as an invitation to fight.

On the 26th, I posted about how Jack Smith had tossed out Trump's election case.

Later that same day, I posted about how Biden announced an Israel-Hezbollah cease-fire.

On the 27th I posted this video from Brent Terhune:

November 27th, 2024

On the 28th, I posted this unused concept for a sign:

November 28th, 2024

The next day, the fall weather changed to winter:

Nov 29th, 2024

Oh crap, snow!

Later that same day, one of the neighbor-kids brought me a kitten and begged me to protect it from the weather or something... I couldn't get myself to say "no" having been told it would die.

Nov 29th, 2024

Nov 29th, 2024

Nov 30th, 2024

I can't really take care of a pet at the moment, and thankfully another neighbor had the other kitten and wanted to keep the two together, so they took in the little guy:

Nov 30th, 2024

Ok, one of the neighbors took the kitten! Hurray!

It's believed two kittens came out of the woods the day before and no one knew who they belonged to, but that they were likely from the same litter. I'll happily get a cat in the future once I can afford to properly take care of it, but for now I'm just happy the little fellow found a home.

On the 4th of December, a friend posted about how the South Korean president had declared martial law, and again later the same day when the attempted coup had ended.

On the 8th of December, a friend posted about how al-Assad's regime had suddenly ended.

On the 11th of December, I posted about how the judge presiding over the Alex Jones bankruptcy case had rejected the sale of Infowars to The Onion (which is dumb and lame).

On the 12th of December, a friend posted a website about KOSA.

A few days later, I finally stuck my head inside an MRI:

December 15th, 2024

Got my brain scanned today.

The time between the scan and when I got the results were excruciating. I still posted on the 16th about how a Ukrainian news outlet has claimed Ukraine has a "Trident" laser weapon capable of taking down aircraft. Then, the next day, I got the results of the scan:

December 17th, 2024

"No evidence of acute infarction or enhancing mass lesions in the brain parenchyma. Developmental venous anomaly in the left frontal lobe." Could that do it? Of course, it could have been so much worse, so I'm thankful for this.

From what I've read, this "venous anomaly" is probably harmless, and is unlikely to cause my dizziness given where it's located buuuuuuut just in case, my doctor recommended me a neurologist who would give the scan another look.

Then, on the 18th, there was more Fox Stevenson lyrics:

December 18th, 2024

Just another day in this hell-world, hey, I don't let it in, I get by okay. Step through the fog, how'm I feeling today? Well you know, you know, you know, you know, know.

See I was doing great 'till the happiness tax, 'round four PM it just hits like that. Yeah, some of my best days still go bad. But you know, you know, you know, you know

I've been tryin' to figure it out. Oh there's gotta be some kind of reason why I've been feelin' so down. I did everything right but it still feels like the sky's fallin' down. It's my enemy brain, ain't cooperating, it's beating me down, and it's freaking me out!

Okay okay okay, I can't quite tell if it's cool or depraved having pizza for breakfast for the last five days. How am I gonna shake this bad vibe haze? Well don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know, no!

If I fall down and don't know how how I'm gonna pick myself up right now? Seems like maybe I should know by now. But you know, you know, you know, you know

I've been tryin' to figure it out. Oh there's gotta be some kind of reason why I've been feelin' so down. I did everything right but it still feels like the sky's fallin' down. It's my enemy brain, ain't cooperating, it's beating me down, and it's freaking me out!

You could say that I'm out past misery, and I'm outclassed viscously by the hard times. Could be me or my bad mind. I wish to be with my people. Tryin' stuff for no reason. Might discover some meaning. Why am I here over- thinkin'? I'm just trying to

figure it out. I've been searching and can't find a reason why I'm the mess I am now. How'm I supposed to relax through competing with all of the stress and the doubt? I'm too close to the canvas, I gotta step back, I can do this, but how? I guess I'll keep tryin' to...

figure it out. Oh there's gotta be some kind of reason why I've been feelin' so down. I did everything right but it still feels like the sky's fallin' down. It's my enemy brain, ain't cooperating, it's beating me down, and it's freaking me out!

Finally, at the end of this same day, I posted the following prediction:

December 18th, 2025

Prediction: Trump dies before starting his second term and I make a sign that says "HOLY CRAP" the day of or the day after.

Haha, I guess that never happened.

Anyway, that's just about everything I missed. Hope this post was worth it.

[ruminate88]

The real question is, “Can you live with your own self?”

1/22/25

It’s not just about finding someone else to be with, it’s you and it’s you until the day you die!!!! if you make it to your deathbed, there may be a person or people beside you, but it’s you in that bed and it’s you at the very last breath you take. (Some people die in a car crash or whatever the case may be. Not everyone makes it to old age)

As someone who has struggled with self-worth in the past and didn’t love herself ever, no, I wasn’t able to say I could “live with myself” because I was suicidal all the time. I had to break and then let God put me back together again. Maybe you won’t just break once in life either. Just maybe you’ll break multiple times because art is rarely perfected in one try 🌹 Sometimes beautiful creations will go through a process and transformations. What if you are truly a masterpiece in the making?

I know I write a lot about everything I went through with my last two relationships, how I felt they were toxic and how badly they hurt me, but that’s literally part of my story and I’m not perfect either and it’s part of their story too!! whether they admit what they did to me or not.(that doesn’t mean it’s over for us. We can start our lives over.) I don’t know what the end picture is going to look like when our lives are over but I hope their final picture turns out beautiful for them both the same as I want mine to turn out beautiful too ❤️‍🩹 Don’t lose hope in your life!

[yourheartinyourmouth]

unfriendly reminder to every man who supports this:

those marriages absolutely did end. in murder.

look up how the statistics for men being murdered by their wives dropped like a stone after no-fault divorce was introduced.

plenty of men also had unfortunate “accidents” where they fell off a ladder or down the stairs. women absolutely did what they had to do to survive. lots of women from that time have stories of them or their mothers doing what was necessary to escape abusive and predatory men.

so if you don’t want to get murdered by your wife because she has no other choice, maybe don’t bring this back! 🤷‍♀️

No fault divorce allows women to escape abusive husbands. Making this unlawful tells you EVERYTHING you need to know about Republicans.

[weaselle]

i want to talk about real life villains

Not someone who mugs you, or kills someone while driving drunk, those are just criminals. I mean VILLAINS.

Not like trump or musk, who are... cartoonishly evil. And not sexy villains, not grandiose villains, not even satisfyingly two dimensional villains it is easy to hate unconditionally. The real villains.

I had a client who was a retired executive for one of the big oil companies, i think it was Shell or Chevron. Had a home just outside of San Francisco that was wall to wall floor to ceiling full of expensive art. Literally. I once accidentally knocked a painting off the wall because it was hanging at knee height at the corner of the stairs, and it had a little brass plaque on it, and i looked up the name of the artist and it was Monet's apprentice and son-in-law, who was apparently also a famous painter. He had an original Andy Warhol, which should have been a prize piece for anyone to showcase -- it was hanging in the bathroom. I swear to god this guy was using a Chihuly (famous glass sculptor) as a fruit bowl. And he was like, "idk my wife was the one who liked art"

I was intrigued by this guy, because in the circles i run this dude is The Enemy. right? Wealthy oil executive? But as my client, he was... like a sweet grandpa. A poor widower, a nice old man, anyone who knew him would have called him a sweetheart. He had a slightly bewildered air, a sort of gentle bumbling nature.

And the fact that he was both of these things, a Sweet Little Old Man and The Enemy, at the same time, seemed important and fascinating to me.

He reminded me of some antagonist from fiction, but i couldn't put my finger on who. And when i did it all made sense.

John Hammond.

probably one of the most realistic bad guys ever written.

If you've only ever seen the movie, this will need some explaining.

Michael Crichton wrote Jurassic Park in 1990, and i read it shortly thereafter. In the movie, the dinosaurs are the antagonists, which imo erases 50% of the point of the story.

book spoilers below.

In the book, John Hammond is the villain but it takes the reader like half the book to figure that out. Just like my client, John is a sweet old man who wants lovely things for people. He's a very sympathetic character. But as the book progresses, you start to see something about him.

He has an idea, and he's sure it's a good one. When someone else dies in pursuit of his dream, he doesn't think anything of it. When other people turn out to care about that, he brings in experts to evaluate the safety of his idea, and when they quickly tell him his idea is dangerous and needs to be put on hold, he ignores his own experts that he himself hired, because they are telling him that he is wrong, and he is sure he is right.

In his mind, he's a visionary, and nobody understands his vision. He is surrounded by naysayers. Several things have proven too difficult to do the best and safest way, so he has cut corners and taken shortcuts so he can keep moving forward with his plans, but he's sure it's fine. He refuses to hear any word of caution, because he believes he is being cautious enough, and he knows best, even though he has no background in any of the sciences or professions involved. He sends his own grandchildren out into a life-threatening situation because he is willfully ignorant of the danger he is creating.

THIS is like the real villains of the world. He doesn't want anyone to die. Far from it, he only wants good things for people! He's a sweet old man who loves his grandchildren. But he has money and power and refuses to hear that what he is doing is dangerous for everyone, even his own family.

I think he's possibly one of the most important villains ever written in popular fiction.

In the book, he is killed by a pack of the smallest, cutest, "least dangerous" dinosaurs, because a big part of why we read fiction is to see the villains face thematic justice. But like a cigarette CEO dying of lung cancer, his death does not stop his creation from spreading out into the world to continue to endanger everyone else.

I think it is really important to see and understand this kind of villainy in fiction, so you can recognize it in real life.

Sweetheart of a grandfather. Wanted the best for everyone. Right up until what was best for everyone inconvenienced the pursuit of his own interests.

And my client was like that too. His wife had died, and his dog was now the love of his life, and she was this little old dog with silky hair in a hair cut that left long wispy bits on her lower legs. Certain plant materials were easily entangled in this hair and impossible to get out without pulling her hair which clearly hurt her. When i suggested he ask his groomer to trim her lower leg hair short to avoid this, he refused, saying he really liked her usual hair cut.

I emphasized that she was in pain after every walk due to the plant debris getting caught in her leg hair, and a simple trim could put an end to her daily painful removal of it, and he just frowned like i'd recommended he take a bath in pig shit and said "But she'll be ugly" and refused to talk about it anymore.

Sweet old man though. Everyone loved him.