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menherasy · 8 months ago

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original callout post is by @menheratic !! if you want more info, please ask them. i am merely reuploading the original callout post of ezaki. please do check out the link of the jp community calling him out in 2019 ^^ https://togetter.com/li/1327770

! The following post talks about the various bad things that Menhera-chan's creator, Ezaki Bisuko, has done.

Here a japanese summary of all the shit he did so far, including but not limited to:

• registering Yamikawaii as trademark

• sending his fans after gyaru YouTuber Usatani to harass her into a suicide attempt over unknowingly buying a shirt with stolen PPG fanart he drew

• himself buying products with stolen art, even promoting their sales, because it’s totally ok when he does it

• the reason why Usatan’s original design was changed aka it was a ripoff of Cult Party’s iconic rabbit mascot that was designed by their artist Maromika-chan

• wrote a whole guide on how to legally get away with sex work as child

• proof of him tracing art for the more detailed MCH artworks

• how he attended the Menhera Exhibit only to smear misogynist bullshit with blood on maxipads

• complaining about how anime for little girls are evil feminist agenda TM because ain’t nobody need men to be saved anymore

• boasting about being a fashion designer only selecting the finest fabrics for his merch when it’s actually made by the japanese equivalent of Redbubble

• “parody” works featuring child characters like Chibi Maruko-chan prostituting themself, the message being all women are whores regardless of age for the right amount of money

• the small “terms and conditions” shield he has at his con booths where you agree that you need to buy anything you touch

• how he setup an earthquake victim fundraiser only to keep the money

• telling his english fans they are not allowed to use any of his art for private use, like as icon, unless they pay him

• how he wants to move to the US when he turns 30 because of all the evil haters TM in Japan

• copyright claiming everyone left and right

• japanese Menhera speaking out about he keeps hurting the community

In regards of the maxi pads:

TW, CW // nooses, misogynistic text in red on maxipads

Our favorite being the second row second one, “Abortion is murder”.

Some more recent event: When he started harassing and hating on disabled people after Tokyo Fashion translated a Tweet of his because being disabled is discriminating yourself.

It’s like a trainwreck that refuses to end, now with 100% more crypto on NFT while shitting on those who warn about the dangers.

His NFT sales can be found here: https://foundation.app/@bisuko_ezaki

For some reason, after 7 years, he also decided to re-release the infamous wrist-cut bracelet to sell at events. The leader of the Neo-Decora group bought one for example:

TW // Bracelet that imitates sh, includes blood

Also keeps doing collabs with “Tokyo Uragawa” under Yamiko so Seigi (Mental illness is justice), which focuses on self-harming girls as fetish objects.

TW, CW // drawn sh

Recently, he also wrote a long-article on his definition of Yamikawaii:

https://harajuku-pop.com/67775/

Still not sure where overseas people got “this is about mental health awareness” from, might be based on mistranslations because the word for mental health and illness is one in the same, and his definition is about glorifying mental illness. In fact, this is why he was banned from Tumblr because he kept posting other people’s self-harm photos to his aesthetic blog Menherabusu.

Next up: Made suicide baiting posts over his following decreasing in the hopes of getting attention, fans sent him photos of cute animals to cheer him up, and he decided to post about destroying the pictures.

Tbh, this list could go on forever as he does this kind of bs on an almost daily basis now, but apparently people don’t care enough to stop throwing money at him.

Meanwhile the Japanese community made a whole Wiki for tracking all of his drama considering how much it is by now.

https://ezabisumatome.wiki.fc2.com/

TW // mention of shotacon

Decided to nickname himself Shotabi, the name being a combination of Shotacon and Bisuko, while using nsfw anime edits of male child characters in sexual situations as decor for his selfies.

𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝:

Is it ok to still like Menhera-chan?

𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫:

Sure, the problem is really only Ezaki himself and his increasing problematic remarks fueled by his ego, the manga is a lot older than him being like that.

Fun fact: Ezaki actually hates Menhera-chan because it's the only thing he ever gets approached for by the media, he constantly rants about this on Twitter. If you have noticed, he barely makes new MCH content anymore (unless he gets paid for it) and mainly reposts old artworks and fanart (without permission) instead because it's the only way he can still get attention as his other works, like the misogynist Manapisu, which is just him hating on women as "dumb wh*res" as a manga, flopped badly.

Just try to not fund his bs by buying new goods.

#menhera #menhera chan #bisuko ezaki #archived #yamikawaii

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noonfrost · 10 months ago

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· MY FIRST TUMBLR COMMISSIONS! ·

hello, this is my first time doing commissions so i'm only opening 2 slots for now!

if you are interested please read all the information i provide below and prepare as many references/descriptions as you can and then email me over at my email: [email protected]

do not hesitate to simply shoot me an ask/email if you want more information or are unsure about something! i'm always happy to answer any questions :^)

i will not respond to DMs and i will likely notice emails faster than tumblr asks. i only accept serious commission inquiries through email, so if you want a slot that is the only place to message me about it!

i'll draw original characters or fanart, either way have as many references/descriptions ready as you can!

i'll likely not draw animals, explicit content, mecha/furry/etc. i lean heavily towards fantasy and i'm huge into pillars of eternity (1st example is a godlike from poe) so i'm alright with drawing most fantasy races, however not so much into sci-fi. but don't be afraid to simply ask and i'll see what i can do!

please do keep in mind that i might not accept your request if i'm not comfortable with the things you ask me to paint, thank you!

payment is up front through ko-fi. after you secure a slot (and i confirm that you do have the slot) we talk through the details and i will try to provide a simple sketch as soon as possible. after that is approved by you i will request full payment through ko-fi and start working on the actual commission.

i will not accept AI generated images as references!

after receiving the finished commission you are allowed to post it wherever but always with credit, do not claim the art as your own. you are also not allowed to sell it for NFT or AI purposes. i do not consent to my art being used in such way or being modified and reposted without credit.

#commissions #archived

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beirarowling · 5 months ago

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Did J.K. Rowling Fail the Lolita Test?

The functionally illiterate youth are canceling her for praising the classic novel.

By Kat Rosenfield

July 2, 2024

Like so many other digital-age absurdities, this one originates with a millennial who is mad at J.K. Rowling. Here’s what happened: in the year 2000, in an interview with BBC Radio 4, Rowling praised the novel, saying, “[A] plot that could have been the most worthless pornography becomes, in Nabokov’s hands, a great and tragic love story.” Rowling’s sentiments about Lolita are not unique; Stanley Kubrick and Dorothy Parker famously felt the same, and my own copy even has a blurb on it from Vanity Fair, calling it “the only convincing love story of our century.”

Aaron Gwyn, a professor in the English department at UNC Charlotte, was mystified by the surge of moralizing discourse surrounding Lolita: “It’s absurd. Nabokov would be horrified by the idea of his art as any kind of a moral test,” he said to me. “He didn’t need a 400-page novel to tell us that a pedophile is bad. But he saw very clearly America’s worship of youth, and America’s lust after the girl—the nymphet—as an archetype, and he turns that inside out. Humbert is a monster, but he’s also seductive, in the prose, the humor. . . if the reader wasn’t on some level charmed, in the witchcraft sense, it wouldn’t be effective.”

I don’t like to engage in youth-bashing (some of my best friends are youths, and rumor has it I used to be one myself), but this seems to be a particular problem for members of the under-40 set—people who, like Kempner, appear utterly confounded not just by the difference between depiction and endorsement but by the expression of any thought that contains two or more moving parts. At the risk of stating the obvious, Rowling’s praise for the transformative power of Nabokov’s writing does not amount to an assertion that she found the plot of Lolita literally romantic.

#jk rowling #j.k. rowling #jkr #pro jkr #lolita #vladimir nabokov #so where is this energy for Vanity fair? how about Sting?#archived

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seeingivy · 2 years ago

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airplane seats

eren jeager x gn!reader

in which, you begrudgingly accept help from eren, a bottle of pills, and a gay couple sitting next to you with your flying anxiety.

content: flying anxiety, pills, erwin + levi being nosy asf, a very concerned eren :D

The seven of you stand huddled at the airport gate, your tickets shooting out of the machine. As you grab the papers, still warm from exiting the printer, you groan at the seat numbers. Everyone managed to snag seats together except for you.

The seven of you move towards the gate, Connie reassuring you that at least you ended up with an aisle seat, meaning you’re free to escape and jump off the plane when you get too nervous. You prod your fingers into his forehead, rolling your eyes at his words.

Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem. You’re no stranger to being surrounded by the uncomfortable and at times, you even welcome it. However, your deathly fear of airplanes was never something you were never going to embrace. To make matters worse, being separated from your friends and seated with absolute strangers did nothing to make the situation better.

Sasha buys you condolence snacks, telling you that maybe they’ll be really nice and you’ll sleep through the entire flight. You watch her pickpocket the snacks she gave you while you talk to Mikasa and choose to ignore it. It’s the thought that counts. Mikasa offers to switch seats with you, which you decline, since you know she isn’t a big fan of planes either. Jean tells you that your fear is irrational and that you should just ignore it, which garners him a punch in the gut from both you and Mikasa.

As you turn to the gate, you stare down at your ticket, watching Mikasa, Jean, Sasha, Connie, and Armin get onto the plane. You look over to your right and find Eren still standing next to you.

“I have something to help with your problem.” he says, his hands fidgeting behind his back.

You turn to him, a questioning look on your face. He pulls out a white bag, an orange pill bottle secured inside. Your eyes widen, looking up at him.

“I promise they’re safe. They’ll just put you to sleep for takeoff, which I know you said is the worst part. Maybe if you’re not awake for it, it won’t be as bad.” he explains, pulling out a water bottle for you as well.

“Okay, I’ll try it. Can’t promise it’ll work.” you say, shooting him a grateful smile. As the two of you head towards the gate, Eren rolling both of your bags, you feel yourself turn positively green.

You turn the corner, reaching the walkway onto the plane. You can see Sasha and Mikasa at the end, scanning their tickets and stepping onto the plane. You feel your chest tighten, the breakfast you had earlier coming up. The smell of the airplane reaches your nose, the fear creeping into your chest. You stop at the start of the bridge, your feet glued to the ground.

Sensing your absence, Eren turns around, looking over at you. He hurries over, his hands resting on your shoulders. He squeezes twice, instructing you to take two deep breaths with him.

“You’re fine. The pills are completely safe. I would never give you anything that would hurt you.” he says, his hands dropping from your shoulders to grab the ends of your wrists.

You meekly nod, still feeling positively green.

“Turbulence is normal. The plane is built to handle it. If it’s too much, we can switch seats so you’re with Armin and Mikasa. Come get me if you need me. Keep me updated on how you feel.” he says, his eyes searching yours for admittance.

You nod at him and brace yourself for the nineteen hour flight ahead of you. The two of you head down the walkway, scanning your tickets and stepping onto the plane. You leave Eren at the start of the plane, him settling into the seats he had next to Armin and Mikasa. Their row was directly behind Connie, Sasha, and Jean, who were already rationing (arguing over) the snacks they had bought hours before.

They all shoot you a thumbs up, as you trudge down towards the end of the plane to find your seat. As you reach the row, you find yourself seated next to two men who make eye contact with you as you sit down. The man seated in the window was reading a book, The Lost Book of Herbal Remedies. The other man, seated next to you, was cruising through the entertainment guide, browsing the National Geographic section.

You couldn’t help but admire how attractive they both were as you sat down. The man in the window was small, his jet black hair and gray eyes striking you. The man in the middle, directly next to you, had the definition of perfect blonde hair, his blue eyes glimmering in the fluorescent plane light. You think he could be a model if he tried. They were both wearing button up shirts, their slacks perfectly pressed. You suddenly feel awkward in your sweatpants and hoodie, but banish the thought all together.

You yank out the bottle Eren gave you from your pocket. You feel your hands shaking, reading over the recommended dose. One pill, with water.

“Get nervous on planes?” said the man next to you, shooting you a polite smile.

“That obvious?” you say, laughing awkwardly.

“I’m Erwin. Erwin Smith. My partner, Levi, has taken those before.” he explains, gesturing to the man in the window.

“I’m Y/N. Did they work?”

He looks up from his book, glaring at the two of you. You shoot him a weak smile, suddenly feeling guilty for interrupting him from the book he was reading.

“No.” he deadpans, returning back to his book.

Your heart drops. The smallest sense of confidence you had was shattered with his words. Or word. What are you supposed to do now?

“Excuse him. Do you have any companions on the plane? Levi has mentioned that a familiar presence makes the flight easier at times.” he asks.

“Yeah, my friends are all sitting up there together. I was supposed to be sitting there too, but my friend Jean messed up my ticket.” you respond.

“You can always turn to them for help, if needed. And granted, the pills did knock Levi out for an hour at a time, so it wouldn’t hurt to try them.” he says, smiling to himself. He returns to browsing the entertainment guide and you stare down at the bottle. You don’t miss the look Levi gives Erwin, the two of them communicating something that was lost to you entirely.

You tighten your seatbelt one last time and swallow the pills Eren gave you. You decide five is a good amount, enough to knock you for the first five hours of the flight, if Levi and Erwin’s words were correct. As the safety feature starts and the plane starts moving on the runway, you feel yourself getting a little drowsy, your eyes fluttering closed.

Your eyes shoot open, your ears popping from the altitude. You feel yourself nestled in someone’s arms, the embrace tight.

You feel your blood turn cold. Did you fall asleep on Erwin after taking the pills? This has to be a new low.

You release yourself from the embrace, your cheeks turning red at the embarrassing thought. You feel him move behind you, his hand reaching for your shoulder.

“Y/N, you okay?”

You look back over, realizing you were lying in Eren’s arms. Eren. But wait, what happened to Erwin? You look past him, seeing Levi still sitting in his seat, leaning against the window fast asleep. So you didn’t imagine the men you were sitting next to.

“What happened to Erwin?” you whisper, rubbing your eyes to clear your sight.

“Who?” he whispers in response.

“The guy who was sitting here.”

“Oh, Eyebrows. Well, I came to check on you after we took off, but you were fast asleep. I came back after an hour and you were knocked out. I kept coming back, worried that you were allergic to the pills or that they were too strong or something. I think he felt bad I kept coming back, that he offered to switch so I could keep an eye on you. He’s sitting with Mikasa now.” he explains.

“That’s my fault. I took five of them instead of one. The guy in the window, Levi, mentioned that they don’t really work so I figured if I took more maybe they would.”

Eren narrows his eyes at you, looking into yours. In hindsight, you realize taking that many was a little bit too far. He reaches for your wrist, his fingers intertwining with yours.

“Don’t do that again.” he whispers, his voice slightly angry.

You feel the guilt sit in your throat. You knew Eren had a tendency to think in the worst case scenario, something you related to all too well. You place a hand on his shoulder, looking into his green eyes.

“Sorry, ‘Ren. I was just scared.” you whisper.

You see him soften under your touch, shaking his head at your words.

“I know. Close your eyes and rest now, don’t think too much about the plane.” he says, opening his arm for you to rest on his shoulder.

You nod, leaning into his shoulder, enveloped by the smell of his laundry detergent and honey dew cologne.

After what feels like hours, you give up on trying to rest like Eren asked you to. He’s currently resting his head against your shoulder, fast asleep on your arm.

You look over to find Levi, awake and reading his book once again. You see that he’s nervously twitching his leg, looking unsettled. You feel guilty for letting Erwin move for you, especially when he mentioned Levi gets uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry Erwin switched. I wouldn’t have let him if I was awake.” you whisper, catching Levi’s attention.

Levi looks up from his book, his gray eyes glaring into yours. You curse yourself for speaking, having interrupted his reading for a second time now. You shoot a small smile at him, feeling your palms get sweaty as you feel Levi cursing you down to your soul.

“He kept coming back, pressing his fingers to your neck to make sure your pulse was still there. Six times in twenty minutes.” he says, after an unbearably long silence.

The guilt settling in your chest feels even worse, looking down at Eren who was still sleeping against your shoulder. You place a hand in his hair, untangling the knots forming at the back of his head. You feel your heart tighten in your chest, feeling horrible for worrying him, when all he did was make sure you were okay.

Some more time passes, Levi’s words still ringing in your heads. You’re dreaming up all the ways you can make it up to Eren, maybe convincing the rest of them to let him see the beaches in Amalfi, which were currently not on your travel docket. Or buying him a really expensive watch he had been eyeing. It was out of your price budget, but you could make it work.

Levi breaks the silence again, shutting his book.

“Let him help you. You’re not doing loverboy the service you think you are when you deny him.”

“Loverboy?”

He narrows his eyes down, signaling at Eren. You look over at him, confused at his words. Loverboy? He narrows his eyes down to Eren and then back to you. He turns back over to his left, leaning his forehead against the wall to sleep again. You look back down at Eren, left to ponder Levi’s words.

At some point, you dozed off, your head leaning against Eren’s. However, the service announcement over the speaker announced that you would be landing in five minutes, strartles you awake. As you lift your head from Eren’s shoulder, you look over to see him with his glasses on, reading a book. The Lost Book of Herbal Remedies.

He closes the book as you sit up, his fingers brushing through the tangles in your hair. He smiles over at you, wordlessly placing a granola bar and a water bottle on the tray in front of you. You open your mouth to protest, but spot the back of Levi’s jet black hair, as he looks out the window.

His words from the night before ring in your head, the protest dying on your tongue. You take the granola bar, ripping into it. You look over at Levi and you swear the tiniest makings of a smile are spreading across his face. He turns to you, glaring at the sight of you looking at him. You smile in return, silently thanking him anyways.

As the plane hits the ground, you feel your heart ease, the cursed plane ride finally being over. Eren looks over at you, smiling at you as well, your hands still locked together.

As people start leaving their seats, you and Eren stand in the aisle, reaching for your luggage. You look over to see Erwin joining Levi, removing their bags from the compartment next to yours. You figure he couldn’t reach without Erwin anyways. Levi turns over to the two of you, leaning close to Eren’s face.

“Tell her what you told us or I’ll find you on the coast and wring out your neck myself.” he says, pointing his finger at Eren and stalking away to exit the plane.

You shoot him a confused look, shocked by the threat Levi had just made. Erwin turns to the two of you, placing a hand on your shoulders.

“The two of you look great together. Best of luck, Eren!” he says, striding off to join Levi, the two of them joining hands and passing you one last glance as they exit off the plane.

You and Eren quietly exit off the plane, with the five of them already at the gate, tracking down the hotel reservations.

“What were they talking about?” you ask Eren, pushing your bags down the bridge.

“When I asked to switch places with Erwin, Levi asked for one good reason as to why he should do that. So, I gave them a reason.” he says, pulling the hood of his jacket off the top of his head.

“Which was?” you ask, your voice trailing in the air.

He pauses, exiting off the bridge and turning to you.

“That you won’t accept my help. Or Connie, or Jean’s, or Mikasa’s. That you’ll suffer in silence, freaking out on planes, stressing during parties, crying on your birthdays. If I make one plane easier for you, maybe you’ll be receptive to the rest too.” he says, not missing the tone of anger in his voice.

You stare at him, stunned by his words.

“That and the fact that you took five pills instead of one nearly made my head explode.” he says.

“You needed luck to tell me that?”

You see the frustration in the lines of his forehead, the reason for his anger lost to you completely.

“I needed luck to tell you that I like you.” he says, practically seething.

Levi’s words from the plane ring back to you. You’re not doing loverboy the service you think you are when you deny him.

You swallow the lump in your throat. Eren likes you. Eren likes you. The thought of confessing makes you nervous, the thoughts of him running in the other direction passing through your mind.

You’re not doing loverboy the service you think you are when you deny him.

Levi’s words weigh heavy on your conscience, with Eren still waiting for a response. You leap.

“The thought of you makes me nervous. Every time you look at me, my heart starts racing, pounding in my chest. Every time you touch me, my skin burns at the touch, tingling for minutes after. Every time you speak to me, you make my heart glow.”

You look up at him, not missing the shock plastered on his face.

“Make it easier for me to look at you. I need your help because I don’t know how to do this with you.” you say, the words trembling out of your lips.

He looks at you, his eyes softening at the sight of you. His hands rise to cradle the sides of your cheeks. You squint at the contact, feeling the nervousness rise in your chest again. His lips rest against the top of your forehead, pressing a soft, gentle kiss to your skin.

“We’ll go slow. Until it’s easy to look at me. Then to touch me. And then to talk to me.” he says, whispering against your hair.

You smile up at him, the nervousness in your chest settling down. You nod, returning the smile he’s giving you. The two of you link arms, passing Levi and Erwin in the store nearby, joining the group at the end of the gate.

You don’t miss Erwin and Levi’s stares, silently wondering if they stood around to watch you and Eren exit the plane. You wave at them as you pass, smiling brightly at the two of them. They quickly turn heads, pretending not to see you all together.

“Told you they’d get together. She’s definitely less stubborn than you were. ”

“Shut up, Erwin.”

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the-trash-eating-llama · 7 months ago

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Hello Tumblr!

You may call me Llama.

Ðis is ðe start of my edited pinned post, for more about me, look under ðe cut.

Now, trump (at time of writing) is slated to win his second term in presidency. What does ðat mean?

Well for one, it means you can stop worrying about putting kamala in office. She's out, and isn't coming back. What can we expect from trump? Noþing, he's a puppet and a hose for whatever his party wishes to do, which is mostly ðe rich and monopoly companies.

Ðis is what you are to do.

1. Make Friends

Gaðer your community. Friends, enemies, acquaintances, relatives, everyone around you, and make friends.

Friends will watch each oðer's backs, friends will help each oðer grow, and most importantly, friends will stand by you when you go to your representatives to tell ðem what you want.

Fascists only took Germany because ðey could separate ðe people, so take your new president as your target and move! Vote in local elections, vote for district judges, vote on new bills, not just for a desk in a marble building.

2. Go to (your state).gov

Ðis is where you'll find most of what you'll need. News on state activities, where to vote, how to apply for government jobs, etc. To find Representatives, I'd recommend using (www.house.gov), or (www.congress.gov).

Now ðat you have information, use it. Inform your friends of local news, bills, and voting times. Explain to your friends what certain bills aim to do and what ðey can do. Donate to Wikipedia so we don't lose a major information highway. You get ðe picture.

Lastly, and you cannot forget ðis,

3. Don't worry about it

I'm serious, don't.

Trump is going to try to push project whatever? Vote against it and ask your representatives to do ðe same, after ðat, follow up if it still makes you nervous but you can't let it take too much of your mental healþ.

Half ðe country could but didn't vote in ðe presidential election? Ðey always did ðat, now ðey will learn not to.

Are you scared of what ðe people around you might do to you? So are ðey of you! Make friends to show ðat you are no þreat, and ðey will reciprocate!

In conclusion,

Get togeðer, wield information and strengþ in equal measure, and let your fear fuel you, not control you.

Professor Llama out!!!

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Have a wonderful evening to all, and we will be forever yours, until ðe sun and moon collide,

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detroitpedxing · 6 days ago

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(Archived News, Sept. 17. 2024) Second Apparent Assassination Attempt on Trump Prompts Alarm Abroad

There is widespread concern that the November election will not end well and that American democracy has frayed to the breaking point.

In the nine years since Donald J. Trump entered American politics, the global perception of the United States has been shaken by the image of a fractured, unpredictable nation. First one, then a second apparent attempt on the former president’s life have accentuated international concerns, raising fears of violent turmoil spiraling toward civil war.

Keir Starmer, the British prime minister, has said he is “very worried” and “deeply troubled” by what the F.B.I. said was an attempt to kill Mr. Trump at his Florida golf course, fewer than 50 days before the presidential election and two months after a bullet bloodied the ear of Mr. Trump during a campaign rally in Pennsylvania.

“Violence has no part to play at all in any political process,” Mr. Starmer said.

Yet, violence has played a core part in this stormy, lurching American political campaign, and not only in the two apparent assassination attempts. There is now widespread concern across the globe that the November election will not end well and that American democracy, once a beacon to the world, has frayed to the breaking point.

In Mexico, where elections this year were the most violent in the country’s recent history, with 41 candidates and aspirants for public office assassinated, President Andrés Manuel López Obrador said in a post on X, formerly Twitter: “Even though what happened is still unclear, we regret the violence against former President Donald Trump. The path is democracy and peace.”

At a time of wars in Europe and the Middle East and widespread global insecurity as China and Russia assert the superiority of their autocratic models, American precariousness weighs heavily.

Corentin Sellin, a French history professor, said the “brutalization of American politics” had left France “wondering whether the presidential campaign will finish peacefully.”

France was stunned, he said, by the Jan. 6, 2021, storming of the U.S. Capitol by Trump supporters, and “there is this notion that the story that started with that insurrection has not yet ended,” and that the Nov. 5 election will determine how it does.

The threat of violence — at times, even the need for it — has been a core part of Mr. Trump’s message.

He has already cast doubt on the credibility of the coming November election results. He has persistently laced his language with calls to “fight” and used incendiary terms to insult immigrants. Just before the Jan. 6 assault on the Capitol, he urged followers to “fight like hell” or they would not “have a country any more.” In general, he has shown an ironclad incapacity to accept many truths, including the result of the 2020 election.

Democrats have responded by depicting Mr. Trump as a direct menace to American democracy, a “weird” would-be autocrat of fascist tendencies and a “threat to our freedoms,” in the words of Vice President Kamala Harris, the Democratic presidential nominee. The left-leaning New Republic magazine portrayed Mr. Trump as Hitler on a recent cover, expressing the view that a second Trump term is likely to lead to some form of American tyranny.

Some Europeans see things in a very different light.

“They tried to do everything,” said Andrea Di Giuseppe, a lawmaker with Prime Minister Giorgia Meloni’s right-wing Brothers of Italy party. “They tried to bring Trump down with trials, they tried to bring him down with insinuations, they tried to bring him down by scaring people that ‘if Trump arrives democracy ends.’ Then, since all these attempts did not work, they tried to kill him.”

The authorities have identified a suspect in the Florida episode, Ryan W. Routh, a 58-year-old building contractor with a criminal history and a passionate embrace of the Ukrainian cause. He was charged in federal court with two firearms counts. More charges may follow.

Responding to the apparent assassination attempt, Carsten Luther, an online editor for international affairs, gave voice to deep concerns about the survival of American democracy in the respected German weekly Die Zeit. “The warnings of a civil war can be heard and no longer sound completely unrealistic,” he wrote. “It seems almost banal, as if it was bound to happen at some point.”

Of course, other Western societies, including France and Germany, are also viscerally divided and have seen the rise of xenophobic, far-right parties with many of the same messages as Mr. Trump. In May, an assassination attempt on Prime Minister Robert Fico of Slovakia left him critically injured.

But a far more restrictive European gun culture has curbed the extent of political violence while leaving Europeans alarmed and incredulous at the ease with which Americans are able to obtain weapons.

Félix Maradiaga, a former Nicaraguan presidential candidate and political prisoner who is now a fellow at the University of Virginia, said that polarization, intolerance and the widespread availability of high-caliber weapons in the United States had led to a “perfect storm.”

“The world is watching, and the stakes could not be higher,” he added. “Russia and China are undoubtedly taking satisfaction in this deterioration of democracy.”

Lebohang Pheko, a senior research fellow at South Africa’s Trade Collective, an economics research institute, said that she perceived “a militarization of everyday life in the United States, and this essentially seems to be spilling into these elections.”

Mr. Trump has often appeared to seek this very militarization of which he has narrowly escaped being a victim. The multimillionaire son of a real-estate developer from Queens, he has positioned himself as the defender of the gun-toting, God-fearing American frontier against what he portrays as the Democrats’ politically correct socialist takeover.

Alluding to his Democratic opponents, he has blamed “the things that they say about me” for the first assassination attempt and the second episode, not the easy access to guns that he defends.

The question now is how violent will this political confrontation in America prove. For many around the world, it seems to contain the seeds of rampant conflict.

“There is a sort of reciprocal delegitimization, where the political opponent is no longer a normal political competitor, but also an existential enemy,” said Mario Del Pero, a professor of United States and International History at Sciences Po University in Paris. He called this process “a degradation of political and public discourse.”

In the United States, this has been a degradation compounded by guns, as much of the world sees it.

“Style over substance. Image over issues. Lies over facts. Distractions over policy. Repeated violence,” said Tomasz Płudowski, the deputy dean of the School of Social Science, AEH, in Warsaw. “That seems to be the contemporary American reality.”

The core confrontation in Western societies is no longer over internal issues. It is global vs. national, the connected living in the “somewhere” of the knowledge economy vs. the forgotten living ��nowhere” in industrial wastelands and rural areas.

There lies the frustration, even fury, on which a Trump or a Marine Le Pen, leader of the far-right French National Rally, or Ms. Meloni in Italy have been able to build.

The perceived vulnerability of American democracy has already provoked many reactions around the world, from Russian gloating and interference to European anxiety about its security. Few countries in the developing world want American lessons in how to run their societies these days.

Yet, a fascination with the United States endures, and the checks and balances of its institutions have proved resilient, including through the first Trump term.

Mr. Trump often cites the template of Prime Minister Viktor Orban of Hungary: neutralizing an independent judiciary, subjugating much of the media, demonizing migrants and creating loyal new elites through crony capitalism. But it would not be easy to impose in America.

Still, the world is anxious. The 48 days to the election feel like a long time.

“In the end, the only real final word is for the American people,” said Mr. Di Giuseppe, the Italian lawmaker. “And if you want to defeat a person whom you think is not fit to govern the United States of America, you have to defeat him in a democratic system with elections, not with justice or Kalashnikovs.”

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