#come onnnnnnnn i'm not stupid

[anarchistettin]

not a gotcha but i dont believe i understand what definition of cult you are using. im assuming the thrust of the argument is denouncing all interconnected groups that cast off social norms together is throwing the baby out with the bath water? so i am assuming that your usage differs from the (in use but still flawed) BITE model.

ja imo the BITE model would be better aimed at the USA government or Christian church. It is a useful set of questions to ask - I can't help but find it particularly evocative though - everything it warns about is a basic feature of the USA. It's hard for me to imagine being the academic hashing all that out & not once going "hm how to disambiguate this from … every single mainstream institution in this nation and 90% of every other…hm"

It's great if reading over BITE gets someone out of a bad scene,

but I do despise, will always have to despise, the basic lazy ignorant common stupidity at its core. It's not a point of order or a quibble about words, it's that my loved ones were murdered and kidnapped by the police because people shut off the idea that MAYBE WE SHOULDN'T DO THIS if their targets "deserve" it.

the depth of ignorance it's allowing the rest of the abusing mind controllers to sink to rather overturns whatever forgiveness I'd otherwise have for those who use the term in its popular form.

past words that have undergone this transformation: villain (means villager) heathen (means rural) pagan (means bumpkin) gay / queer / et al (means pervert, child abuser, rapist, mind controller) negro (means lazy rapist, quasi-communist, Old Gods adjacent)

it goes onnnnnnnn & on & on & on.

there's a book called Strange Gods from the 70s? or 80s? forget exactly, that gently plead for sanity from USAns, trying to show how butt-fucking-simple the switch from "black" or "foreigner" to "CULT CULT CULT" was but… its dream (people not being stupid) along with mine (people not being evil) dies 😭 under the sheer tonnage of american shittiness and eagerness to please the Lairds

it's not that I care that y'all are mostly evil, it's that the blank stupidity of it is vexing & all the cultists I know personally, even the shitty ones, are better people on average and out of habit. would never repeat the insane & ugly fibs that normal people feel okay to spread - while their elected officials & religious officers do everything they claim to stop us doing, in full lust & no shame.

it'd piss me off less if the main voices for these fibs weren't so typical and gross about it, spewing nazi talking points in church lady tones.

the 1980s were bad, conservative kids were scary and violent, but y'all? y'all are the rightest wing "generation" yet! playing by the playbook but wearing team colors! acting out all the behaviors that you're claiming to oppose & spreading all the old lies in exchange for nothing more valuable than a brief orgasmic feeling of having been Wrong (the exact same feeling as being 'Right' prior to discovery that one has been uncritical and thus duped into becoming an important nazi asset)

I try to be good about it, I try to be wise, but I'm not good or wise, so I'm angry and full of hate too, along with them. it's a regular thing for me. "they're full of potenti- oof. okay. they're rightfully angry beca- oof, okay. they're lashing out at who's close at hand because they're scared. it sucks and they are starting to suck, but oka-oof, no that's not okay." and o n a n d o n

when it comes down to it, it's okay. it's fine. for me, I mean. I have the benefits, live in the benefits of good & natural human life. For you it's a disaster. You will not have the grounding, experience, natural ease, or security of the cult when times get lean. You won't know how to interact or trust. You won't know how to disperse and coalesce, you don't know how to keep your identities under control. So many of you still clearly think that another rollicking vote will set things ship-shape. A huge number of you still use "weird" to mean "bad". It's normal! but normal is bad. Duh! even straight kids knew that in the 20th century. SIGH.

You won't know how to fight, which is bad, but way worse: you don't know whom to fight. Which Is Deadly. I don't see a way out for many of y'all. You know that the machine you're living in hates you, but you haven't figured out how it got you to hate you, initially.

Most of the people from my gang wouldn't get angry about it - that's a difference between me & them - but it's because they wrote you all off a long time ago. "Dead alive". "Dead world".

fucking hell they're right and I'm wrong. I wanted to think that you could pass through some more new-fangled stages of being and come out "good" for it, but, that's not going to happen, is it?

not one of you is going to actually fight the cops, you're all going to attack whomever's close at hand & undefended, right? the next-lowest-sexuality or whatever. the flag teams. you'll call the police so you can get back to making important posts.

god I am so disappointed in the lot of you. Can you imagine the experience of watching people go "HM NO THIS WIKIPEDIA LINK DEFINES IT AS"?

the slide toward the modern definition is very recent, and very researchable. I think it's interesting to do that work - I don't mind that not many other people do. However. If you don't do that work and comment in the typical honkey way, I judge and hate you forever. Maybe not fair! but it is at least simple - and safer than continuing to believe in the "quality of young people". It was stupid of me to think there was a point to trying to share anything with y'all.

my bad!

tumblr cult claims a lot about itself but it's a big liar. tumblr cult's not only guilty of all its white dad's crimes & abuses: in emulation of Obama the Saviour, tumblr has perfected the art of targeting previously ambiguous Offenders, and freely given this science to the Overlords, while ever busily expanding the reach these abuses can attain and the damage they can cause.

tl;dr: y'all're too in love with the cops and the church

the revolution went on without you, but you keep looking at your phone for a signal

[somasean]

Spark - Dan & Phil

content: none! just fluff.

an: only keeping these up to look back at to see if I've ever improved. so weird to think about the space i was in when first writing these vs where i am now. depressing!

♤♤♤♤

Dan's POV:

"Dan! Hurry up!" I heard my boyfriend call to me. We were going to some place for our anniversary. Five years we've been together, and boy has it been the best five years of my life. I love him so much. He's saved me from doing anything stupid, and he knows that.

"Baaaabe!" I heard his voice get closer. I snapped from my thoughts and fixed my tie. "Come onnnnnnnn!" Chuckling, I opened the door and placed a quick kiss to his cheek.

"I'm ready babe." His eyes scanned me from head to toe, a small smile forming.

"You look handsome." He said, beaming.

"Same for you Philly." He giggled and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards and out the door of our flat, locking it behind him.

"I'm sure you'll love where we're going." With that, he grabbed my hand, interlocking our fingers and tugged me towards the sidewalk. There was a light dusting of snow falling down, and a blanket covering the London streets. It was Christmas Eve, and everyone was out doing couple things.

Phil, instead of taking me to his car, waited on the sidewalk until a carriage pulled up. "Philly, what is this?" His smiled widened, his grip tightened, and he pulled me up into the carriage before whispering something to driver.

"Why, it's all part of the surprise love." My heart fluttered and what he said. Love. We love each other. I love him so much. Even when I'm feeling down, he's there. He's always there. Whenever I'm having an episode, he's there to comfort me, and I love him for it.

After a thirty mintue ride, we stopped at a restaurant. Only it wasn't. There were fairy lights strung about everywhere, a Christmas tree sat in the middle, and there were people, waiters and waitresses I assume, walking around a smile plastered across their faces. It was perfect. The smell of cookies swarmed my senses, and I looked over at Phil who had a look of worry and hope in his features. "Well...do you like it?" He spoke quietly. I beamed, and nodded.

"Of course I do. It's amazing." Kissing him quickly, he led us over to a table near the back of the place.

"I love you Daniel."

"I love you more Phillip." He made a face and pouted at that name sticking out his bottom lip.

"You know I don't like Phillip." I couldn't help but smile at how cute he was being and booped his nose.

"And you know I don't like Daniel."

"Good point." This night was nothing but perfect. "But really...I love you."

"I know you do."

"No...like a lot..." Phil muttered and looked down at our intertwined fingers. "And I just...you've been there for me for as long as I can remember. Whenever I would feel useless, which I am don't even try to argue Daniel, you would always be there looking at me with concern filling your chocolate brown eyes. The way your voice would be raspy whenever you were holding back tears when I told you how much the world wouldn't miss me.

"You've been there for me. You helped me through my depression, through highschool, through life, everything. I can't imagine or bear the thought of being away from you. I know that some of our fans have forced our relationship down our throats and we keep denying it, but I can't help but feel that it's not fair to them if we keep this a secret. We've been dating for what seems like a million years.

"So, maybe when we get home we can record a video and then do a stream? I want everyone to see the raw footage of how much I love you." His words hit me like a ton of bricks. Everything he just said made my heart pound and stomach fill with butterflies.

"Philly, you are not useless. You mean more to me than everything." It hurt my heart seeing him that way. He was perfect. I placed a soft kiss to his lips before pulling away looking into his icy blue eyes, sparkling. "And of course we can baby." His face lighted up with a smile and he threw his arms around my neck engulfing me in a hug that nearly knocked me out the chair.

"Oh thank you thank you thank you!" His British accented voice sounded like the most beautiful sound. "Oh, and one more thing..." He pulled away and smirked at me before getting on one of his knees.

"Philly, what are you...?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at the odd action. He can't be doing what I think he's doing, is he? Oh my god, he can't be...

He puckered his lips and whistled. Oh my god, he is! "Come here boy!" He called out in a babyish voice. I saw a blur of what looked like a small ball of fur out of the corner of my before Phil was knocked back on his butt, laughing.

"Oh my god! You got a Shiba Inu!" I exclaimed, jumping from my seat and running over to where he was laying down, the small meme licking away at his face. "What should we name him?" I asked, reaching out and petting the animal's fur. He turned his attention to me, tail wagging faster than, well, the Flash, and ran around me barking and jumping on my lap.

"Hmm...how about J-" He started but I silence him with another kiss, holding the shiba inu to my chest.

"Whatever it is, it'll be perfect."

"Just like you, Danny."

[politicallycorrectinnocentteen]

Furrozen - ILB Shorts 4 (ILB Gang feels)

Imogen: Wow...that movie...so unrealistic. Lol. Why would anyone sing while hiking a mountain-

Vance: The snow glows white on the mountain tonight-

Imogen: Vance, n-

Vance: Not a footprint, to be seen...

Parker: Vance, don't start up in the middle of this deserted city-

Vance: A kingdom of isolation

Vance:....and it looks like, I am the king?

Danni: Vance, put on your scarf and just get moving. The air is cold-

Vance: The wind is howlingg like the swiirrling storrm insiiiideee

Imogen: ...

Vance: Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I triiiied

Parker: *reaches to grab Vance* Vance-

Vance: *runs forward* Don't let them in! Dont let them see!

Vance: *stops* Be the good boy you ALWAYS have to be.

Vance: *shouts* Conceal, don't feel, don't let them knoooooooowwwww!

Danni: Vance, we already know-

Vance: Well, noooow theyyy KNOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW

Tom: *dashes forward* LET IT GOOOOOO! LET IT GOOO!

Tom & Vance: CAN'T HOLD IT BACK ANYMOOOOOOOORE!

Tom & Vance: LET IT GOOOOO! LET IT GOOOOOO!

Tom & Vance: TURN MY BACK AND SLAM THE DOOR!!!

Imogen: Wtf Tom...

Vance: *runs runs and runs* I DON'T CARE, WHAT THEY ARE GOING TO SAYYYYY

Vance: *runs faster in circles around the group*

Vance: LET THE STOOOORM RAGE ONNNNNNNN!!

Vance: *falls head first into snow.*

Danni: *hastily picking him up* Happy now? You are definitely getting cold-

Vance: The cold never bothered me anyway-

Danni: You know, you are cute. Fuck it.

Danni: *pecks Vance on lips*

Vance: *giddily smiles*

Vance: Let the stooorm rageee onnn

Parker: DANNI! WTF! Y-YOU YOU CANT-

Danni: *kisses Vance deeply in lips this time*

Danni : *looks Parker in the eye* I just did.

Parker: THATS IT. Y-YOU! Y-YOU! Y-YOU ARE GROUNDED! DON'T EVEN COME NEAR VANCE, EVER!

Danni: Officer buzzkill never bothered me anyway...*winks to Vance*

Imogen: Seriously....you all are cringe...

Imogen: Wait...where is Tom?

*Meanwhile-*

Tom: *climbs up a tiny mound of snow*

Tom: UP HERE IN THE COLD, THIN AIR. I FINAAAALY CAN BREATHEEEEEE.

Tom: I KNOW I LEFT A LIFE BEHIND BUT I'M TOO RELIEVED TO GRIEV-

*whack*

Imogen: Don't you fucking dare go far from group in dead of the night over this stupid song.

Tom: *getting dragged away* The cold never bothered me anyway...

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BONUS-

Tom, Vance & Danni: STANDIN. FROOOOZEN. IN THE LIIIIFE I'VE CHOOSENNNN

Imogen: *facepalms* Parker, can you just stop these guys-

Parker: Imogen.

Imogen: Yes?

Parker: Let it go...

Imogen: Not you-

Parker: LET IT GOOOO! LET IT GOO!!

Everyone else: TURN AWAY AND SLAM THE DOOOR!!!!

Parker: *runs to Vance* AND HERE I STANDDDDD.

Parker: *kisses Vance* AND HERE IIII STAAAAAAAY!

Parker: LET IT GOOO! LET IT GOO!

Danni: Fuck you Park-

Parker: This Danni never bothered me anywayyyyyy.

Imogen: They are idiots...

Everyone else: LET IT GOO LET IT GOOO!!

Imogen: ....

Imogen: ....

Imogen: The cold never bothered me anyway...

Imogen: *smiles to herself*

[leonardcohenofficial]

Are you going to any protests?

nice try FBI; if anybody gets a message like this don’t be stupid and share anything about whether or not you’ll be attending a specific action. spreading the word from official social medias of your local BYP100/black lives matter chapters is one thing (though still be careful), don’t fuck around with sharing info about your location, who you’re going with to actions, etc.