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cazort · 4 months ago

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I've seen a small number of people on Tumblr advocating for voting for Jill Stein, the green party candidate, and a lot of them seem to take for granted the idea that she is better than Harris. None of them really make a convincing case for her, they just seem to assume that she is, particularly on the issue of Palestine.

But here's the thing. I don't even think she's a good candidate. Like I consider her borderline unacceptable, whereas I consider Harris to be a genuinely good candidate. It's bad enough that if I were in a state like Maine or Alaska that had ranked choice, I'm not even sure I would rank Jill Stein above Kamala Harris.

Why don't I like Jill Stein?

Inexperience. She has only held one political office, the town meeting (like city council) of Lexington, MA, a city with population under 35,000. This community is an extremely affluent community that leans very far left; in 2020 nearly 81% of the community voted for Biden and under 17% for Trump. Interestingly, in this own community where she served as a local elected official, in her 2016 run she still only got 1.3% of the vote, so she isn't even popular in the one place she has the most experience. She has never held state- or national political office and she has lost every other election she has run in. Her lack of experience is related both to her ability to win (people are unlikely to vote for someone who lacks experience) and her ability to do the job if she were to win. And it's not unrealistic for independents and third-party candidates to get elected to bigger offices. There have always been a few in US congress and it would be more attainable to get into a state congress; a few green party members have done this recently: Shane Robinson served in the MD state house until 2019, Henry Bear and Ralph Chapman in Maine. One, Fred Smith, even got elected in Arkansas as a green party candidate although he later changed back to a Democrat. The point is that there are even people in her party who are more experienced.

Disregard for the consequences of her actions. She threw at least one national election, the 2016 Presidential election, for Trump, and we are still suffering the consequences. Jill Stein's actions contributed to outcomes including the loss of abortion rights, all sorts of horrible environmental consequences, all sorts of negative consequences for immigrants, and a long list of other problems. This scenario is fully preventable; it could be prevented for instance by calling on your followers to only vote for you in states with ranked choice and non-swing states, and then giving a conditional endorsement of the next-best candidate and calling on your supporters to vote for them in swing states that lack ranked choice. She could have made this call and prevented the calamity we lived through, but she didn't. This shows great irresponsibility.

Age. She is already getting very old; she is currently 74 which is only 7 years younger than Biden and 4 years younger than Trump. Age was one of my biggest objections to Biden, was a big factor in me disliking Trump, and is a major reason I think Harris is a big improvement. And Jill Stein is much closer to Trump and Biden in age than Harris. Age is a big concern for me because older people are likely to be or become out-of-touch on many issues and also may experience cognitive decline.

Platform. Jill Stein's platform is objectively worse (and weaker) than the national/global green party's platform. One of my favorite things about the green party is that they tend to take a systems approach to environmentalism, through things like carbon tax which work with the market rather than against it. In countries where the green party has a significant number of seats in the legislature, like Germany where they control 117/733 seats in the Bundestag, they often end up cooperating with pro-business parties like Libertarians and even the center-right party on some issues, and this makes them better able to achieve their goals. But Stein takes a more stereotypically liberal "tax and spend" and regulatory approach making her not much different from the mainstream of the Democratic party in this regard. I.e. she supported the "green new deal" which is supported by many Democrats and to some degree by nearly all Democrats. This approach makes it less likely she would be able to appeal to and/or cooperate with moderates and independents.

Lack of a realistic plan to win. There is a realistic path for an idealistic third-party candidate to win the presidency, and it is through getting ranked choice implemented in more states first, thus removing the spoiler effect. And it particularly through embracing TVR (total vote runoff) over IRV (Instant Runoff Voting, which Alaska and Maine use currently.) Jill Stein hasn't even mentioned TVR, and although she has voiced support for ranked choice, it is not a point that she emphasizes particularly strongly. She is not active in the Fair Vote movement which is the largest movement to implement ranked choice in most states. To me, this sends the message that she's not really in it to win, she's just here to make a statement.

She's not a serious candidate, not a good candidate, and not an acceptable candidate.

I don't say this lightly, but I think that if I wanted to, I could mount a more successful third-party campaign for the presidency than she has. I think I would be a better candidate for president than she is. And I think I could make a more realistic path towards those goals than she has.

And I don't even think I'm particularly good. I know other people who could probably even do a better job than me. This is not saying I or these other people would be good candidates. It's more saying how I just see Jill Stein as being inadequate.

And this is why I think Jill Stein is a really lousy candidate. She is not the idealistic third-party candidate to break us out of the two-party system.

And when you see this, you see that all the people pushing her as "the only good candidate" are really pushing anti-vote propaganda. They are trying to manipulate the left into throwing the election.

This election cycle we have a legitimately good candidate: Harris. She ticks all the boxes. She is younger than Biden. She is more progressive yet while being rooted in reality enough to bring in moderates. She has called for a ceasefire in Palestine, and has been critical enough that she's attracted ire and backlash from the Israeli hardliner and AIPAC-funded crowd. And her track record as Attorney General when you start scrutinize it, is surprisingly and refreshingly good. Go look it up and see for yourself.

#jill stein #green party #two party system #us politics #idealism

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girldragongizzard · 4 months ago

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Chapter 3: Adversary

“Hey, Chapman! The yooj?” Jill projects her question around me like a professional thespian, grabbing the attention of the startled customer.

Chapman jerks, looks up at her, and opens their mouth to talk, but takes a quick breath first. Then they look a little relieved but still rattled, and say, “Yyyyyeah. That’d be great!”

Their voice sounds like dark maple syrup, and I’m noticing the complexity of their hairdo this time.

It is a side cut, with the right side of their head shaved clean and showing off a tattoo of three fuchsias hanging down from the top of their scalp where their new hairline is. And the rest of their hair is short in the back and thick and long in the front and styled in a wavy pompadour, with a pointy and groomed sideburn that comes down half an inch below their left earlobe. And the hair is an immaculate dark hot pink.

Everything about them, their name, their voice, their haircut, all keep telling me to keep sticking to they/them for them, for now, until I actually learn their pronoun. Which I’m told is what I should do for everyone, and I try. But there’s something about their whole thing, what they’ve got going on, that transfixes me just a little bit more each time I look at them, and the sense that they’re probably an enby feels like part of it.

But now they look perplexed and still hesitant, like they’re trying to figure out whether they should try to solve a puzzle that’s been presented to them.

“Hey, Meghan, your drink’s ready,” Jill mutters at me.

Oh!

I’m in the way.

I make what I think of as a startled but cheerful sound and reach for my tablet to put it in my purse. But we all notice that the noise that comes from deep in my throat sounds almost exactly like the door chime. And everyone looks delighted and surprised by that, including me I assume.

Then I duck and fluidly bound toward my table, low, quiet, and way more graceful than I even want to be, my tail wiggling in behind me in the process. It’s embarrassing how it feels like my body is suddenly showing off for some reason.

Then I try to hide behind my table and bury my face in my drink.

But I can still clearly see Chapman in my peripheral vision and this display of mine does not seem to have unflustered them.

I may be new to physically being a dragon, and I may have a lot of trouble recognizing things like, say, flirting. But I’m not new to this.

Whatever Chapman actually thinks of me, I feel like I’m in high school again. And I don’t even know what I think of Chapman, but my limbic system seems to have its ideas. I almost did a mating dance on the way to my table, and I really don’t know what to do about it, so now I’m remaining as still as possible now.

I have no clue what Chapman’s age is, as I watch them finally step forward to engage in their transaction. I’ve always been bad at judging ages. Humans all age at wildly different rates anyway. But also, we’re not even the same species.

Why am I reacting to them like this?

I find myself wondering if maybe they’re another dragon, just still disguised as a human, like I’d been just a week ago.

What if I’m only the first, and there’s more to come? Would I be able to sense the others, kind of in the way that Jill and Cerce already sensed these things about me?

Then I have a super wild thought, and lose myself in it as a way of distracting myself. What if there are no actual humans. What if we’re all mythical creatures waiting to shed our disguises, and that’s why we can sometimes recognize each other?

It seems as likely an explanation for what’s going on with me as anything else I can imagine. And I think I’d really like it to be true.

I decide I’m not going to pursue my feelings. They don’t make any sense. Not sexually, anyway. I wouldn’t mind being Chapman’s friend if they decide they can be friends with me. But I won’t try. They’re clearly unsettled by me, and I don’t want to impose myself on them in any way.

So the real challenge is just being normal when we’re sharing the same space, so I don’t make them more uncomfortable.

I figure that the best way to do this right now is to look around at the other customers.

There’s quite a mix of people today, and all of them are ignoring what’s going on in the front of the shop. They’re ignoring me. As usual.

And it strikes me, as I’m glancing around, now aware of my actual gender and how people seem to see me, that of all the variety of people who look like they might be women here, I share nothing in common with them.

So many of them wear some degree of makeup, and must have some sort of skin care routine. They wear jewelry of various sorts, and know how to put their hair up or get it styled the way they like. Their gestures and ways of speaking aren’t all the same, but seem like a myriad of ways of expressing femininity that I do wish I could mimic.

But, I don’t have hair. Or bare skin to apply anything to. I haven’t bothered with anything like clothes for four days now. And I don’t think I have vocal chords. I have something else that feels like it’s between my lungs. There’s no way I’m going to be using my tongue to craft soft vowels and breathy fricatives. No one alive right now is going to know how to give me vocal lessons.

And it doesn’t matter, because I’m a dragon and I really don’t have to adhere to common human beauty standards to be seen as what I am. But I do feel left out all the same.

And even if I still had a human body and was transitioning like normal, I don’t think I could stand putting stuff on my face to smooth out my complexion and adorn it. But I feel like I should.

I guess I’ve been raised by humans, and spent the first 50 years of my life soaking in human socialization. I shouldn’t be surprised I have this trouble.

Let’s say I decided to wear jewelry as a dragon. That’s something I could probably do. I could wrap necklaces or bracelets around my horns or something like that. I can’t decide if I’d be doing that for myself or to signal to everyone else that I’m female.

And at 50 years old, you’d think I’d be above this sort of quandary, because I’m well past the typical dating age. I’m settled. I’m disabled, too. I have my routines. I know who and what I am, and that’s all that matters. And what I present to the world is what the world gets. Like, other 50 year old women brag about how free they feel, no longer trying to be attractive to mates or meet societal standards.

Obviously, I’m not like other girls my age.

I turn back to my mocha to discover that Chapman is sitting at my table opposite me, composing themself with drink in both hands.

I recall seeing the movement in my peripheral vision earlier, but hadn’t made sense of it because I had successfully lost myself in thought.

I tilt my head to the side, eyes wide.

“Hi,” they say.

—

So I didn’t get a chance to compose my questions, and now Rhoda wants to hear all about Chapman while she tidies up my apartment.

As I knuckle out my explanation for Chapman’s interest in me, Rhoda is holding up things that are scattered around my livingroom and giving me a questioning look. I glance up and either smile or turn my head away, and she decides based on that whether to save it or throw it away.

So many things are just destroyed, and I have to let them go. But with anything that’s still intact, whether it’s useful to me or not, I just can’t get rid of it. I’ve got to have my things.

At certain point, she says, “Meg. Darling. We can’t store all of this in here. There isn’t room for your wings and tail, otherwise. Can you even afford a storage garage?”

In answer, I knuckle out the last few characters and then hit the talk button. “Autistic special interest,” I say.

She quirks her head and asks, “Chapman?”

I smile.

“Oh, that’s sweet. Maybe sie can help you figure out dragon things you might not otherwise know yet,” she says. We’d covered Chapman’s pronouns just a little bit earlier. Rhoda looks around at everything and sighs. Then she suggests, “What if we make your bedroom your hoard room, and turn the livingroom into your new sleeping den? I think the layout works better for that. I mean. Yes, your torso and legs aren’t all that much bigger than a human’s, but with those huge wings and that tail of yours, you know, well…” She gestures and nods at everything, “You do know.”

I acknowledge the truth of that with a gentle, tentative bob of my head.

“We’re going to need some help removing some of this wrecked furniture, too. But I’ve got a line on that. Don’t worry about it.” She tosses some obviously trashed things into the garbage and says, “OK. So. Chapman. Have you got another date with hir lined up?”

“Not date,” I respond. “Yes.”

“Sure,” she says, obviously not agreeing with my assessment. “What’cha gonna do?”

“Talk.”

“Where?”

“Park.”

“Oh, that sounds nice! Lots of room to move around. You can go for a little walk while you chat. I love it,” she says.

“Not date,” I repeat.

“I know,” she says. “My boy always liked going for walks with his friends. They'd all talk and talk and talk, and pace around the whole time even if they were just in the living room. But going places to connect and blab about anything and everything gave them all a sense of purpose, I'm sure. And stimuli and new things to talk about.” She organizes a few things, then continues, “He was autistic, too, you know. And pacing and walking was one of his stims. I wouldn't be surprised if Chapman's the same way.”

“OK, yes,” I reply. Then determined to delve into subjects of my own curiosity, I change the subject by asking the one question I do have cued up, “Why aren’t you freaking out about me being a dragon?”

Rhoda assesses me with tight lips, then replies, “It’s like you shed your old skin that night, you know. Maybe ate it in your sleep. Everyone could see this coming. It's just your new phase of growth.”

“Not you? You not do this?” I ask.

She blinks and wrinkles up her face and says, “Heavens, no! How even would I?” Then she holds up a finger. “Mind you, if I could, I would have. Ages ago! I saw how you were suffering. You were miserable under that old hide of yours. I imagine everyone saw it.”

So, I'm not getting answers from her. At least, not the ones I wanted to hear.

“Tell me,” she says. “What else are you experiencing along with this? Can you see things you couldn't see before? Are your senses sharper?”

“Yes. Thermals,” I reply.

Her eyebrows go up, “Can you fly?”

“Yes!”

“Fantastic!” she exclaims. “That must be amazing! I bet Chapman will love it!”

I’d roll my eyes, but I can’t. I do the big exaggerated head circle again.

“Oh come now,” Rhoda says. “I’m not teasing you about dating. I just genuinely think Chapman would appreciate a demonstration and you should give it to hir.”

She’s right, of course. And I agree to do so.

“In fact, I’d like to see you fly, myself,” she adds.

I look out one of my windows. I’ve got a third story apartment, two stories from the top. And there’s a small parking lot directly across the street. If I were to climb out the window and glide across that lot, I could catch the big thermal there and get some lift before wheeling out over into one of the streets. Some wing work, and I could probably get above the low buildings of that block. Without more experience, it feels really iffy, but I might be able to do it.

But I figure that a creature as big as I am is in real danger of seriously hurting itself in a crash. Too much inertia for bone density. Hell, starlings kill themselves on windows every day.

Intellectually, I know it’s a bad idea to test myself that way, but I find I’m not actually afraid.

I turn my head to look at Rhoda and open my mouth to talk, momentarily forgetting that I can’t really do that anymore, when I catch something big moving swiftly just outside my window.

My memory of it now is just a snapshot flash of an image, another dragon, wings, head, and tail pulled back, and all four feet extended outward to brace for impact with the wall between windows.

The very next moment of memory is bricks, plaster, insulation, wood, wires, and dragon billowing into my partially tidied living room and destroying it.

And I’m somehow turned 180 degrees, facing the monster who is picking themself up from the middle of the rubble of my apartment as Rhoda, who was safe in a corner near the outer wall, away from the impact and out of line of flying debris, shouts.

My tail is curled up awkwardly in the corner of the room near the door to the kitchen, and I’m already crouched and ready to leap upon the intruder, wondering how I got here, wings held tightly to my back.

And I’m also thinking that this maybe answers my questions about the durability of my body.

We are not exactly the same kind of beast, though.

Anyone looking at either of us would call us both dragons. And we have the same number of limbs. But that’s where our similarities end.

I’ve got iridescent blue and indigo scales with a pattern of diamonds down my back. I’ve got fiery orange and gold markings as well, and tan belly scales. I have a pair of horns that sweep back from my skull, and ear canals that are almost hidden behind protective scales. And I’m lithe and pointy, and look something like a cross between a gecko and a caiman, but with wings.

Then there’s this fuzzy brown asshole that looks like if you crossed a bat with a hippo and gave the result a feathered dinosaur tail. And I know that I cannot let that gaping maw anywhere near anything I care about.

I hear a rumbling that is as deep and soul shaking as you’d expect from an earthquake, and realize that it’s me. I’m making that noise with something in my ribcage.

Rhoda is pushing herself further and further back into her corner of the room, even though she’s already pressed up against the walls.

The moment my sudden adversary is free of rubble, they jump forward and let out a croak of a yawp.

In response, I jerk my head up and let out the strangest squawk that starts from the infrasonic rumble that’s been building in the depths of my body and rises to a cracking cry that sounds like an angry parrot. And then as I close my mouth afterward, a clacking noise like a raven’s comes out and I find myself jerking my head with each knock.

It’s not exactly involuntary, I just find myself doing what feels right. And I’m pretty sure the other dragon knows exactly what it means.

I’m not quite as big as my challenger, but my vocal prowess causes them to pause.

I don’t know why this is happening and I don’t know how it’s going to turn out, but two things are extremely obvious.

I’ve got to do whatever I can to keep Rhoda safe, because she is squishy and cannot survive being squished by either of us dragons.

And I’m definitely not getting my damage deposit back.

Also, I decide that hesitating is bad and I want this fucker out of my apartment.

I do a little zigzag. I leap slightly toward the outside wall, to my right, in the direction of my opponent. Then, still accelerating forward, I bound left, pushing off the floor to launch at a spot on the inner wall, twisting my body to plant my feet there so that I can leap off that wall.

I never in my life imagined doing anything like this with my old body. It was just entirely inconceivable, especially as my chronic illness set in. But, I’ve spent countless hours visualizing this exact maneuver with a body nearly identical to the one I have now, in situations I’ve really only seen in action movies.

My tail acts as a springing counterweight that also pushes off the wall just after my hind legs have launched me in the direction of the flying hippo beast. My wings have also made a measured stroke to grab some air and swim through it without slamming into floor or ceiling, but I do feel them brushing surfaces and things in the process.

Head bowed and turned sideways, I slam the peak of my shoulders into the side of the other dragon, and then straighten my neck out and sink my horns into their haunch.

I manage to make them slide about two feet, and squeeze an agonized “grawp” from their throat.

It’s not enough, though. I need them out.

I get smacked repeatedly with their right wing as they try to twist to bite me. But I’m more agile and serpentine than they are, and I’m climbing over the base of their tail and wrapping my own around their legs, hooking my tail barb in one of their ankles and pulling.

Scrabbling and clawing my way to the huge hole in the wall, I manage to get them to spin in place just to reduce the pain caused by my tail barb.

A good nine tenths of the apartment is now flapping wings, dust, and enraged screaming and roaring the likes of which Hollywood has never managed to imitate.

And then I do the thing. If this asshole wants to challenge and fight me, let them do it outside, away from people.

I unhook my tail and leap from my apartment, rumbling and clacking the whole way, and dive across the street to the parking lot.

The sun is going down, so the air is cooling. But it’s been a long summer day and the pavement of the parking lot is still rising with heat, and I spread my wings as wide as I can to catch it.

The lift keeps me from slamming into a car. And, with a beat of my wings and a curve of my spine, I manage to clear a tree near the street and avoid becoming part of the mural painted on the nearest building.

I let out a cackling challenge as I work to gain altitude flying down the street and toward the bay, away from what used to be my home.

I don’t have to turn my head far to see behind me, and a flurry of movement in my peripheral vision tells me I’m being pursued.

Perfect.

How in the God damned hell can that thing fly?

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#Original Fiction #Serial Fiction #Dragon #transformation #transgender

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lucawrites11 · 5 months ago

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I was meaning more best in position, but personality would be good too. I also meant of all time but the time range/league's/countries you have best knowledge of would be great too

fuckkkk

no all time xi can be done after writing 50+ names but because i can't here's a list of players you may not have heard in the conversation before who i think should be there: Brianna Scurry (GK, USA); Sun Wen (FW, CHINA); Brigit Prinz (FW, GER); Kristine Lilly (MF, USA); Caroline Seger (MF, SWE); Støne (MF, NORWAY); Hege Riise (MF, NORWAY); Wendie Renard (DF, FRANCE); Brandi Chastain (DF, USA)

but i can offer you and england all time xi with subs

Ellen White in the 9, Kelly Smith in the 10 and Fara Williams as a secondary attacking midfielder, Keira Walsh in the defensive midfield role, Lauren Hemp as the left-winger and Rachel Yankey as the right winger and a backline going left to right as Rachel Unitt, Steph Houghton, Leah Williamson and Lucy Bronze

In the subs, Eni Aluko and Alessia Russo would back up the 9 role. Fran Kirby, Hope Powell and Karen Carney as attacking midfielders in the subs then Katie Chapman and Jill Scott in the role as a more defensive midfielders. Another winger option on the bench would be Beth Mead but a huge amount of England's stars exist in the midfield and defense. Gillian Coultard on the bench as a replacement to the centre backs and as a defensive midfield option. Casey Stoney and Faye White as centre back options on the sub bench and Alex Scott as a replacement for right back in the toughest in their prime competition EVER against Lucy Bronze

i can and will justify this in my asks if people want or drop more info on any players you haven't heard of if you want

#lucas asks #lucas analysis #the lionesses #engwnt #leah williamson

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would-they-listen-to-that · 1 month ago

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Can i get a self ship playlist for gail peck from rookie blue (she’s a romantic f/o)

‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ here you go, caller!

Barracuda - Heart

Signed, Sealed, Delivered (I'm Yours) - Stevie Wonder

Fast Car - Tracy Chapman

Fade Into You - Mazzy Star

Closer to Fine - Indigo Girls

This Kiss - Faith Hill

Kiss Me - Sixpence None the Richer

Ironic - Alanis Morisette

What's Up? - 4 Non Blondes

I Kissed a Girl - Jill Sobule

thanks for dialing in!

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befrilled · 2 months ago

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literally just chucking this list of artists and groups here 2 see if anyone wants to be autistic with me. pink highlighted ones r like,, extra special or at least extra special right now. but if they're on the list at all they're already already MAJORLY up there with some kind of crazy attachment

ok ty :3

kittie, jack of jill, plumtree, of montreal, spinnerette, be your own pet, slutever, belle and sebastian, of montreal, bitch and animal, da grassroots, siouxsie and the banshees, team dresch, peaches, g.l.o.s.s, the slits, the raincoats, 90sdreamboy, my ruin, strawberry switchblade, trancy chapman, paramore, the moldy peaches, kimya dawson, marina and the diamonds, mitski, halcali, dazey and the scouts, my chemical romance, sunny day real estate

sometimes it's just time to make a long list and see all the names of things u like playing with eachother..... it's healing..........

(minors DNI this is my 18+ account, thank u :3)

#only tagging a few.....#strawberry switchblade #siouxsie and the banshees #bitch and animal #kittie #mcr #sdre #jack off jill #be your own pet #da grassroots #the moldy peaches #team dresch #cant wait to remember even more things i love..... the world is beautiful #minors dni

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blackfemmecharacterdependency · 11 months ago

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January: Happy Birthday List

Capricorn (Dec 22-Jan 19) 1: Josette Simon 2: Erica Hubbard, Renée Elise Goldsberry 3: Angelique Perrin, Nicole Beharie 4: Jill Marie Jones, Miss Tina Lawson, Lenora Crichlow, Alexandra Grey, Coco Jones, Sindi Dlathu 5: Ms. Juicy Baby, Olunike Adeliyi 6: Betty Gabriel, Jacqueline Moore, Tiffany Pollard, Armelia McQueen, Tanyell Waivers 7: Blue Ivy Carter, Ruth Negga, Sofia Wylie, Zora Neale Hurston 8: Butterfly McQueen, Ryan Destiny, Cynthia Erivo, Shirley Bassey 9: Amber Ruffin, Flo Milli, Anais Lee/Mirabel Lee 10: Kathleen Bradley, Sisi Stringer, Teresa Graves

11: Adepero Oduye, Aja Naomi King, Amiyah Scott, Kim Coles, Mary J. Blige 12: Cynthia Addai Robinson, Erinn Westbrook, Issa Rae, Naya Rivera, Amerie 13: Janet Hubert, Andy Allo, Shonda Rhimes 14: Adjoa Andoh, Vonetta McGee, Emayatzy Corinealdi 15: Regina King, Kellita Smith, Sanai Victoria 16: Debbie Allen, Aaliyah, FKA Twigs, Sade 17: Eartha Kitt, Indya Moore, Michelle Obama, Ann Wolfe, Quen Blackwell

18: Ashleigh Murray, Estelle, Samantha Mumba 19: Simone Missick, Lidya Jewett, Shaunette Renée Wilson

Aquarius (Jan 20-Feb 18) 21: Anastarzia Anaquway 22: Blesnya Minher, Dwan Smith 23: Lanei Chapman 24: Kenya Moore, Tatyana Ali 25: Ariana DeBose, Jenifer Lewis, Tati Gabrielle, Etta James, Alicia Keys, Willow Nightingale 26: Angela Davis, Anita Baker, Bessie Coleman, Ciera Payton, Desiree Burch, Sasha Banks, Zara Cully 27: Betty Adewole 28: Tyra Ferrell 29: Oprah Winfrey 30: Jody Watley, Kylie Bunbury 31: Miss Peppermint, Kerry Washington

List will be updated as needed... I don't know everybody's birthday, and sometimes, the search engine don't either. I be using Google, and if something's wrong, it's wrong until I figure out the right date. Thank you.

Ones left off in 2024, when I made the list:

Vanity, Sindi Dlathu, Tanyell Waivers, Zaraah Abrahams, Zabryna Guevara, Quen Blackwell, Lanei Chapman, Willow Nightingale

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marcmarcmomarc · 7 months ago

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Return to Amphibia

Brenda Song

Anna Akana

Haley Tju

Justin Felbinger

Bill Farmer

Amanda Leighton

Troy Baker

Keith David

Michelle Dockery

Zehra Fazal

On Braly

Brian Sounalath

RuPaul

Anika Noni Rose

Wallace Shawn

Kate Micucci

Melissa Villaseñor

Dana Davis

Cassie Glow

Lakkhana Narksiri

…with Matt Braly

…and Dee Bradley Baker

Cast:

James Adomian as Sheriff Buck Leatherleaf

Anna Akana as Sasha Waybright

Ella Allan as Ginger Flour

Mia Allan as Lavender Flour

Dee Bradley Baker as Bessie, Joe Sparrow, MicroAngelo, & Archie

Troy Baker as Captain Grime, Mall Cop Mark, Rodney, & FBI Agents

Marlow Barkley as Rosemary Flour

Jill Bartlett as Maddie Flour

Eric Bauza as Mr. Wu

Aisling Bea as Captain Beatrix

Jeff Bennett as Tyler

Laila Berzins as Sadie Croaker & Lysil

Susanne Blakeslee as Valeriana

Matt Braly as Frobo & Chuck Gardener

On Braly as Oum Boonchuy

Kimberly Brooks as Principal Murphy & Mitchell

Nicole Byer as Gertie

Matt Chapman as Tritonio Espada

Katie Crown as Ivy Sundew

Keith David as Andrias Leviathan

Dana Davis as Jess

Darin De Paul as Bog

John DiMaggio as Stumpy

Michelle Dockery as Lady Olivia

Paul Eiding as Monroe

Bill Farmer as Hop Pop Plantar & FBI Agents

Zehra Fazal as General Yunan Longclaw

Justin Felbinger as Sprig Plantar

Brad Garrett as Robert Otto

Cassie Glow as Molly Jo

Whoopi Goldberg as Mother Olm

Rachel House as Parisia

Matt Jones as Percy

Wayne Knight as Ned

Amanda Leighton as Polly Plantar

Marissa Lenti as Sasha’s Stepmother

Tress MacNeille as Doris

Brian Maillard as Leopold Loggle & FBI Agents

Mona Marshall as Sylvia Sundew

Jack McBrayer as Mayor Toadie

Kevin McDonald as Albus Duckweed

Jessica McKenna as Gabby Williams

Kate Micucci as Terri

Brielle Milla as Efty

Sumalee Montano as Mrs. Wu & Nee

Lakkhana Narksiri as Papu Boonchuy, Thai Woman, & Anne’s Grandmother

Joe Orrantia as FBI Agents

Nathalie Palamides as Fern

Chris Parnell as Mr. Waybright

Silver Paul as FBI Detective

Kevin Michael Richardson as Mr. Flour

Eden Riegel as Maggie

Sam Riegel as Mitch Harbor

Kaitlyn Robrock as Felicia Sundew

Stephen Root as Frodrick Toadstool

Anika Noni Rose as Dr. Jan

RuPaul as Mr. X

Kristen Schaal as Bella

Wallace Shawn as Humphrey Westwood

Keith Silverstein as FBI Agents

Roger Craig Smith as Tyler’s Husband

Brenda Song as Anne Boonchuy

Brian Sounalath as Bee Boonchuy

James Patrick Stuart as Wally Ribbiton

Rebecca Sugar as Becka Salt

Chris Sullivan as Gunther

Cree Summer as Dr. Frakes

Fred Tatasciore as Soggy Joe & Horace

Haley Tju as Marcy Wu

Daisuke Tsuji as Captain Bufo

Melissa Villaseñor as Ally

April Winchell as Tuti, Braddock, & Fens

Chris Wylde as Angwin & FBI Director

Cristina Vee as Mrs. Waybright

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some of the transgender characters in resident evil

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claire redfield

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mia winters

ethan winters

january van sant

murphy seeker

pedro fernandez

dion wilson

ingrid hunnigan

finn macauley

daniel fabron

alyssa ashcroft

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The First Churchills - BBC Two - Septembr 27, 1969 - December 13, 1969

Period Drama (12 Episodes)

Running Time: 60 minutes

Stars:

Susan Hampshire as Sarah Jennings Churchill, Duchess of Marlborough

John Neville as John Churchill, 1st Duke of Marlborough

James Villiers as King Charles II

John Westbrook as King James II

Sheila Gish as Queen Mary, wife to James II

Alan Rowe as King William III

Lisa Daniely as Queen Mary II

Margaret Tyzack as Queen Anne

Roger Mutton as Prince George of Denmark

Robert Robinson as King Louis XIV

John Standing as Sidney Godolphin

Frederick Peisley as Lord Shaftesbury

Job Stewart as Lord Shrewsbury

James Kerry as James, Duke of Monmouth

Richard Pearson as Robert Harley

Moira Redmond as Barbara, Duchess of Cleveland

Richard Warwick as Francis Godolphin

Polly Adams as Henrietta Churchill

Graham Armitage as John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester

Colin Bean as Lord Russell

Consuela Chapman as Duchess of Portsmouth

Michael Culver as Charles Churchill

Andria Lawrence as Nell Gwyn

Michael Lynch as D'Artagnan:

Kay Patrick as Henrietta Wentworth

Arthur Pentelow as Marquess of Carmarthen

Bruce Purchase as Duke of Buckingham

John Ringham as Laurence Hyde, 1st Earl of Rochester

Nicholas Smith as Titus Oates

Michael Attwell as Henry St John

Jill Balcon as Abigail Masham

Freddie Wilson as James Stuart, the Old Pretender

Yvonne Antrobus as Anne Churchill

Robert Mill as Charles Spencer, 3rd Earl of Sunderland

William Job as Adam de Cardonnel

Bernard Taylor as William Cadogan

Francis Wallis as John Churchill, Marquess of Blandford

The First Churchills was the first series telecast by PBS under the title of Masterpiece Theatre from January 10, 1971 - March 28, 1971

#The First Churchills #TV #BBC Two #PBS #Period Drama #1970's #Susan Hampshire #John Neville #James Villiers #John Standing

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Second Competition Masterpost

Links to all the polls in the second competition

Preliminary Round

Poll 1: 7,000,000-1,100,000 ratings (here)

Poll 2: 1,090,000-480,000 ratings (here)

Poll 3: 450,000-320,000 ratings (here)

Poll 4: 310,000-250,000 ratings (here)

Poll 5: 240,000-190,300 ratings (here)

Poll 6: 190,000-137,000 ratings (here)

Poll 7: 130,000-103,500 ratings (here)

Poll 8: 103,000-91,900 ratings (here)

Poll 9: 91,400-75,900 ratings (here)

Poll 10: 75,100-59,600 ratings (here)

Poll 11: 59,300-47,900 ratings (here)

Poll 12: 47,600-42,200 ratings (here)

Poll 13: 42,000-35,000 ratings (here)

Poll 14: 34,000-26,000 ratings (here)

Poll 15: 25,700-23,000 ratings (here)

Poll 16: 22,300-20,680 ratings (here)

Poll 17: 20,600-18,390 ratings (here)

Poll 18: 18,300-15,490 ratings (here)

Poll 19: 15,480-12,800 ratings (here)

Poll 20: 12,400-10,400 ratings (here)

Poll 21: 10,090-9,070 ratings (here)

Poll 22: 9,020-8,564 ratings (here)

Poll 23: 8,560-7,200 ratings (here)

Poll 24: 7,040-6,100 ratings (here)

Poll 25: 6,095-5,000 ratings (here)

Poll 26: 4,960-4,000 ratings (here)

Poll 27: 3,960-2,740 ratings (here)

Poll 28: 2,710-2,170 ratings (here)

Poll 29: 2,160-1,500 ratings (here)

Poll 30: 1,390-810 ratings (here)

Poll 31: 800-350 ratings (here)

Poll 32: 340-8 ratings (here)

Round One

Poll 1: The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins vs Ferngully (Movie Tie-In) by Diana Young (here)

Poll 2: Magnus Chase by Rick Riordan vs The Ogre Downstairs by Diana Wynne Jones (here)

Poll 3: Nancy Drew by Carolyn Keene vs Rainbow Magic by Daisy Meadows (here)

Poll 4: Magic Treehouse by Carolyn Keene vs Which Witch? by Eva Ibbotson (here)

Poll 5: Emily Windsnap by Liz Kessler vs Animorphs by K. A. Applegate (here)

Poll 6: Captain Underpants by Dav Pilkey vs A to Z Mysteries by Ron Roy (here)

Poll 7: The Boxcar Children by Gertrude Chandler vs The Last Dragon by Silvana de Mari (here)

Poll 8: Inkworld by Cornelia Funke vs My Secret Unicorn by Linda Chapman (here)

Poll 9: Winnie-the-Pooh by A. A. Milne vs Pony Pals by Jeanne Betancourt (here)

Poll 10: Wayside School by Louis Sachar vs Gunnerkrigg Court by Thomas Siddell (here)

Poll 11: How to Train Your Dragon by Cressida Cowell vs The Royal Diaries by Various Authors (here)

Poll 12: Worst Witch by Jill Murphy vs Unicorn Chronicles by Bruce Coville (here)

Poll 13: Junie B. Jones by Barbara Park vs Geronimo Stilton by Geronimo Stilton (here)

Poll 14: Skulduggery Pleasant by Derek Landy vs Catwings by Ursula K. Le Guin (here)

Poll 15: The Tale of Despereaux by Kate DiCamillo vs The Ever Afters by Shelby Bach (here)

Poll 16: A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket vs The Giants and the Joneses by Julie Donaldson (here)

Round Two

Poll 1: The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins vs Magnus Chase by Rick Riordan (here)

Poll 2: Rainbow Magic by Daisy Meadows vs Magic Treehouse by Mary Pope Osborne (here)

Poll 3: Animorphs by K. A. Applegate vs Captain Underpants by Dav Pilkey (here)

Poll 4: The Boxcar Children by Gertrude Chandeler vs Inkworld by Cornelia Funke (here)

Poll 5: Winnie-the-Pooh by A. A. Milne vs Wayside School by Louis Sachar (here)

Poll 6: Worst Witch by Jill Murphy vs How to Train Your Dragon by Cressida Cowell (here)

Poll 7: Geronimo Stilton by Geronimo Stilton vs Skulduggery Pleasant by Derek Landy (here)

Poll 8: The Tale of Despereaux by Kate DiCamillo vs A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket (here)

Round Three

Poll 1: The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins vs Magic Treehouse by Mary Pope Osborne (here)

Poll 2: Animorphs by K. A. Applegate vs Inkworld by Cornelia Funke (here)

Poll 3: Winnie-the-Pooh by A. A. Milne vs How to Train Your Dragon by Cressida Cowell (here)

Poll 4: Geronimo Stilton by Geronimo Stilton vs A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket (here)

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