#marketing matters

[malakandmasa025]

URGENT APPEAL !!!!

🍉🍉Save the life of the child Malak "who suffers from Down Syndrome"🍉🍉

Hello, my name is Doaa, and I'm reaching out on behalf of my beloved daughter Malak , who is a 3-year-old girl born with Down syndrome. Despite war hardships, Malak always had her safe haven - her home, where she received the care and attention she deserved.

However, the ongoing war in Gaza has turned our world upside down. We've been forced to flee our home, leaving behind everything, including her treasured belongings and familiar routines. As a child with Down syndrome, the upheaval and uncertainty of these drastic changes have taken a profound toll on her.

Life became very hard,prices have escalated, clean water is a dream.After displacing to the south ,and the destruction of our beloved house and the loss of all what we have ever worked for, we now live in a tent.With winter on the way,as a mum , I'm terrified on my daughter's health condition as she was born with a weak heart.No enough blankets, air is strong,cold is freezing.She is always sick.

It breaks my heart to see her struggle each day amidst the chaos of war. With medical supplies and necessities scarce in Gaza, it's become increasingly challenging to provide Malak with the care and support she needs and deserves. That's why I'm reaching out to you today.

No one knows what it truly means to face shock in complete silence,to smile in face of situations that invite tears,and no one realizes what it feels like to boil inside while standing at the peak of steadfastness.Behind this apparent strength lies a deep suffering that no one can grasp.My heart is slowly torn apart under the weight of suppressed pain.Life forces me to pretend to be strong,when apart of me fades away with each moment.I'm left with a bitter feeling of isolation and loneliness.Please don't leave my daughter alone face the struggle of the gloomy war, starvation,pollution and lack of medicine.

I'm starting this GoFundMe campaign with one simple plea: help us provide to Malak medicine and pampers.Your donations facilitate Malak's life;she can receive the medical attention and care she urgently requires Every donation, no matter how small, will make a world of difference in her  life.

Please, let's come together as a community and make her  life a little easier. Your kindness and generosity will not only bring hope to Malak but also provide our family with the reassurance that she is,to some extent ,safe and well-cared for. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for your support and compassion during this incredibly challenging time.

The campaign was documented by @90-ghost

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[mostlysignssomeportents]

Greenwashing set Canada on fire

On September 22, I'm (virtually) presenting at the DIG Festival in Modena, Italy. On September 27, I'll be at Chevalier's Books in Los Angeles with Brian Merchant for a joint launch for my new book The Internet Con and his new book, Blood in the Machine.

As a teenager growing up in Ontario, I always envied the kids who spent their summers tree planting; they'd come back from the bush in September, insect-chewed and leathery, with new muscle, incredible stories, thousands of dollars, and a glow imparted by the knowledge that they'd made a new forest with their own blistered hands.

I was too unathletic to follow them into the bush, but I spent my summers doing my bit, ringing doorbells for Greenpeace to get my neighbours fired up about the Canadian pulp-and-paper industry, which wasn't merely clear-cutting our old-growth forests – it was also poisoning the Great Lakes system with PCBs, threatening us all.

At the time, I thought of tree-planting as a small victory – sure, our homegrown, rapacious, extractive industry was able to pollute with impunity, but at least the government had reined them in on forests, forcing them to pay my pals to spend their summers replacing the forests they'd fed into their mills.

I was wrong. Last summer's Canadian wildfires blanketed the whole east coast and midwest in choking smoke as millions of trees burned and millions of tons of CO2 were sent into the atmosphere. Those wildfires weren't just an effect of the climate emergency: they were made far worse by all those trees planted by my pals in the eighties and nineties.

Writing in the New York Times, novelist Claire Cameron describes her own teen years working in the bush, planting row after row of black spruces, precisely spaced at six-foot intervals:

https://www.nytimes.com/2023/09/15/opinion/wildfires-treeplanting-timebomb.html

Cameron's summer job was funded by the logging industry, whose self-pegulated, self-assigned "penalty" for clearcutting diverse forests of spruce, pine and aspen was to pay teenagers to create a tree farm, at nine cents per sapling (minus camp costs).

Black spruces are made to burn, filled with flammable sap and equipped with resin-filled cones that rely on fire, only opening and dropping seeds when they're heated. They're so flammable that firefighters call them "gas on a stick."

Cameron and her friends planted under brutal conditions: working long hours in blowlamp heat and dripping wet bulb humidity, amidst clouds of stinging insects, fingers blistered and muscles aching. But when they hit rock bottom and were ready to quit, they'd encourage one another with a rallying cry: "Let's go make a forest!"

Planting neat rows of black spruces was great for the logging industry: the even spacing guaranteed that when the trees matured, they could be easily reaped, with ample space between each near-identical tree for massive shears to operate. But that same monocropped, evenly spaced "forest" was also optimized to burn.

It burned.

The climate emergency's frequent droughts turn black spruces into "something closer to a blowtorch." The "pines in lines" approach to reforesting was an act of sabotage, not remediation. Black spruces are thirsty, and they absorb the water that moss needs to thrive, producing "kindling in the place of fire retardant."

Cameron's column concludes with this heartbreaking line: "Now when I think of that summer, I don’t think that I was planting trees at all. I was planting thousands of blowtorches a day."

The logging industry committed a triple crime. First, they stole our old-growth forests. Next, they (literally) planted a time-bomb across Ontario's north. Finally, they stole the idealism of people who genuinely cared about the environment. They taught a generation that resistance is futile, that anything you do to make a better future is a scam, and you're a sucker for falling for it. They planted nihilism with every tree.

That scam never ended. Today, we're sold carbon offsets, a modern Papal indulgence. We are told that if we pay the finance sector, they can absolve us for our climate sins. Carbon offsets are a scam, a market for lemons. The "offset" you buy might be a generated by a fake charity like the Nature Conservancy, who use well-intentioned donations to buy up wildlife reserves that can't be logged, which are then converted into carbon credits by promising not to log them:

https://pluralistic.net/2020/12/12/fairy-use-tale/#greenwashing

The credit-card company that promises to plant trees every time you use your card? They combine false promises, deceptive advertising, and legal threats against critics to convince you that you're saving the planet by shopping:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/11/17/do-well-do-good-do-nothing/#greenwashing

The carbon offset world is full of scams. The carbon offset that made the thing you bought into a "net zero" product? It might be a forest that already burned:

https://pluralistic.net/2022/03/11/a-market-for-flaming-lemons/#money-for-nothing

The only reason we have carbon offsets is that market cultists have spent forty years convincing us that actual regulation is impossible. In the neoliberal learned helplessness mind-palace, there's no way to simply say, "You may not log old-growth forests." Rather, we have to say, "We will 'align your incentives' by making you replace those forests."

The Climate Ad Project's "Murder Offsets" video deftly punctures this bubble. In it, a detective points his finger at the man who committed the locked-room murder in the isolated mansion. The murderer cheerfully admits that he did it, but produces a "murder offset," which allowed him to pay someone else not to commit a murder, using market-based price-discovery mechanisms to put a dollar-figure on the true worth of a murder, which he duly paid, making his kill absolutely fine:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/04/14/for-sale-green-indulgences/#killer-analogy

What's the alternative to murder offsets/carbon credits? We could ask our expert regulators to decide which carbon intensive activities are necessary and which ones aren't, and ban the unnecessary ones. We could ask those regulators to devise remediation programs that actually work. After all, there are plenty of forests that have already been clearcut, plenty that have burned. It would be nice to know how we can plant new forests there that aren't "thousands of blowtorches."

If that sounds implausible to you, then you've gotten trapped in the neoliberal mind-palace.

The term "regulatory capture" was popularized by far-right Chicago School economists who were promoting "public choice theory." In their telling, regulatory capture is inevitable, because companies will spend whatever it takes to get the government to pass laws making what they do legal, and making competing with them into a crime:

https://pluralistic.net/2022/06/13/public-choice/#ajit-pai-still-terrible

This is true, as far as it goes. Capitalists hate capitalism, and if an "entrepreneur" can make it illegal to compete with him, he will. But while this is a reasonable starting-point, the place that Public Choice Theory weirdos get to next is bonkers. They say that since corporations will always seek to capture their regulators, we should abolish regulators.

They say that it's impossible for good regulations to exist, and therefore the only regulation that is even possible is to let businesses do whatever they want and wait for the invisible hand to sweep away the bad companies. Rather than creating hand-washing rules for restaurant kitchens, we should let restaurateurs decide whether it's economically rational to make us shit ourselves to death. The ones that choose poorly will get bad online reviews and people will "vote with their dollars" for the good restaurants.

And if the online review site decides to sell "reputation management" to restaurants that get bad reviews? Well, soon the public will learn that the review site can't be trusted and they'll take their business elsewhere. No regulation needed! Unleash the innovators! Set the job-creators free!

This is the Ur-nihilism from which all the other nihilism springs. It contends that the regulations we have – the ones that keep our buildings from falling down on our heads, that keep our groceries from poisoning us, that keep our cars from exploding on impact – are either illusory, or perhaps the forgotten art of a lost civilization. Making good regulations is like embalming Pharaohs, something the ancients practiced in mist-shrouded, unrecoverable antiquity – and that may not have happened at all.

Regulation is corruptible, but it need not be corrupt. Regulation, like science, is a process of neutrally adjudicated, adversarial peer-review. In a robust regulatory process, multiple parties respond to a fact-intensive question – "what alloys and other properties make a reinforced steel joist structurally sound?" – with a mix of robust evidence and self-serving bullshit and then proceed to sort the two by pantsing each other, pointing out one another's lies.

The regulator, an independent expert with no conflicts of interest, sorts through the claims and counterclaims and makes a rule, showing their workings and leaving the door open to revisiting the rule based on new evidence or challenges to the evidence presented.

But when an industry becomes concentrated, it becomes unregulatable. 100 small and medium-sized companies will squabble. They'll struggle to come up with a common lie. There will always be defectors in their midst. Their conduct will be legible to external experts, who will be able to spot the self-serving BS.

But let that industry dwindle to a handful of giant companies, let them shrink to a number that will fit around a boardroom table, and they will sit down at a table and agree on a cozy arrangement that fucks us all over to their benefit. They will become so inbred that the only people who understand how they work will be their own insiders, and so top regulators will be drawn from their own number and be hopelessly conflicted.

When the corporate sector takes over, regulatory capture is inevitable. But corporate takeover isn't inevitable. We can – and have, and will again – fight corporate power, with antitrust law, with unions, and with consumer rights groups. Knowing things is possible. It simply requires that we keep the entities that profit by our confusion poor and thus weak.

The thing is, corporations don't always lie about regulations. Take the fight over working encryption, which – once again – the UK government is trying to ban:

https://www.theguardian.com/technology/2023/feb/24/signal-app-warns-it-will-quit-uk-if-law-weakens-end-to-end-encryption

Advocates for criminalising working encryption insist that the claims that this is impossible are the same kind of self-serving nonsense as claims that banning clearcutting of old-growth forests is impossible:

https://twitter.com/JimBethell/status/1699339739042599276

They say that when technologists say, "We can't make an encryption system that keeps bad guys out but lets good guys in," that they are being lazy and unimaginative. "I have faith in you geeks," they said. "Go nerd harder! You'll figure it out."

Google and Apple and Meta say that selectively breakable encryption is impossible. But they also claim that a bunch of eminently possible things are impossible. Apple claims that it's impossible to have a secure device where you get to decide which software you want to use and where publishers aren't deprive of 30 cents on every dollar you spend. Google says it's impossible to search the web without being comprehensively, nonconsensually spied upon from asshole to appetite. Meta insists that it's impossible to have digital social relationship without having your friendships surveilled and commodified.

While they're not lying about encryption, they are lying about these other things, and sorting out the lies from the truth is the job of regulators, but that job is nearly impossible thanks to the fact that everyone who runs a large online service tells the same lies – and the regulators themselves are alumni of the industry's upper eschelons.

Logging companies know a lot about forests. When we ask, "What is the best way to remediate our forests," the companies may well have useful things to say. But those useful things will be mixed with actively harmful lies. The carefully cultivated incompetence of our regulators means that they can't tell the difference.

Conspiratorialism is characterized as a problem of what people believe, but the true roots of conspiracy belief isn't what we believe, it's how we decide what to believe. It's not beliefs, it's epistemology.

Because most of us aren't qualified to sort good reforesting programs from bad ones. And even if we are, we're probably not also well-versed enough in cryptography to sort credible claims about encryption from wishful thinking. And even if we're capable of making that determination, we're not experts in food hygiene or structural engineering.

Daily life in the 21st century means resolving a thousand life-or-death technical questions every day. Our regulators – corrupted by literally out-of-control corporations – are no longer reliable sources of ground truth on these questions. The resulting epistemological chaos is a cancer that gnaws away at our resolve to do anything about it. It is a festering pool where nihilism outbreaks are incubated.

The liberal response to conspiratorialism is mockery. In her new book Doppelganger, Naomi Klein tells of how right-wing surveillance fearmongering about QR-code "vaccine passports" was dismissed with a glib, "Wait until they hear about cellphones!"

https://pluralistic.net/2023/09/05/not-that-naomi/#if-the-naomi-be-klein-youre-doing-just-fine

But as Klein points out, it's not good that our cellphones invade our privacy in the way that right-wing conspiracists thought that vaccine passports might. The nihilism of liberalism – which insists that things can't be changed except through market "solutions" – leads us to despair.

By contrast, leftism – a muscular belief in democratic, publicly run planning and action – offers a tonic to nihilism. We don't have to let logging companies decide whether a forest can be cut, or what should be planted when it is. We can have nice things. The art of finding out what's true or prudent didn't die with the Reagan Revolution (or the discount Canadian version, the Mulroney Malaise). The truth is knowable. Doing stuff is possible. Things don't have to be on fire.

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/09/16/murder-offsets/#pulped-and-papered

[edorazzi]

Page 26 of my Miraculous Mentor AU comic A Matter of Trust! In which Felix learns the exact terms of breaking a Miraculous bond, and Plagg is a creepy little beastie! 🔮👁️

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[radiocity]

The L Word: Lookbook ↳ 2.01, Life, Loss, Leaving

[lainalit]

God how I wish the Bat boys weren't brothers/ friends it would be so much more interesting to read the series.

Imagine Cassian being the General of Illyria, who doesn't like Rhysand since he doesn't do anything for his people, even though Rhys is half Illyrian himself, and when he and Nesta are mates so we get even more conflict between Nesta and rhys/ feyre  'cause all of a sudden Nesta has back up in the form of Illyria and nessian would be out here making rebel plans against feysand.

And it would be so much more interesting if Azriel's father was from the CoN and Azriel was also out here starting a revolution with other CoN citizens.

Instead of pro IC/ anti IC we could have had three parties with three different political viewpoints and everybody in the fandom could be a different team. At least that would be more fun than the black and white view SJM currently has of her characters.

[sergle]

you bitches have got to watch Scavengers Reign if you haven't yet, i'm only a few episodes in and it's already completely unlike anything else i've ever seen

[dreadark]

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[anti-transphobia]

Random reminder that I HATE Plushie Dreadful!! Those mental illness/disabilities plushes? Typically rabbits? There's been a lot of criticism over them about ableism in the past. Personal feelings about disorders being marketed, formerly partnering with Autism Speaks, etc. But one thing people don't seem to notice is the ableism towards schizophrenics, narcissists, and antisocials! This site with a bunch of beautifly designed rabbit stuffed animals decided to make the schizophrenic and antisocial plushes noticably creepier than most others. The antisocial one at the very least came out cuter than the concept art. But the schizophrenic one is openly based on serial killers. And NPD? The official Twitter account made a poll about what the design should be, made degrading comments about narcissists, and liked comments by people making fun of narcissists. In the end, in order to not make the npd plush TOO special or unique looking, made it a plain brown rabbit with a paper crown (openly saying it's because pwnpd aren't actually special or deserving of a real one). When contacted by pwnpd with criticism/feedback, like they say they accept, they ignored it

Ableism towards disorders people find "scary" or "bad" is still ableism!!! It's still shitty!!!

[deoidesign]

Thinks about my next series again... I drew the icon for it!

I'm planning to have it launched within a year! I'm hoping for summer 2025. I want to make a prelaunch page before Time and Time Again ends so people can subscribe if they're interested, but I'm worried the series return would be too early...

[thundergrace]

So Apple really is reference to 'the apple of my eye' because after one woman's EYE TRANSPLANT, she starts seeing visions of this woman -I

There really is a Thai writer (or two or three) out there who keeps writing the WILDEST wlw fan fiction you never would've thought of and not only getting the shits published but getting them turned into freaking series (I know the bl series are just as unhinged but I have yet to watch one).

Y'all gotta jump on this bandwagon. It's so fun!

[malakandmasa025]

Help us stay alive

The road still ahead of us is difficult. Today, we live in complete and utter danger

Can you imagine the following? Famine is approaching, the cold weather is dropping lower, and the bombing and destruction is intensifying. Every second of our lives, we live in difficulty and in danger. We have more than 90% of our announced goals remaining, but I know that we can reach it. When you donate, you're doing it for me and for the sake of the children who were deprived of living lives like the lives of the rest of the world's children, who are now facing challenges and difficulties.

A $10 donation will not detract from your needs in any way - on the contrary - it will increase the spirit of kinship between you and me, and it will help your friends and fellows in Gaza. If you are unable to donate, share this with your friends, your family, and your loved ones. Do not stand idly by in the face of this destruction‼️💔

https://gofund.me/79e8f40a

[make-friends-with-the-rats]

Newsies (1992)

But it's only David Jacobs' lines

---

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Wha- uh-” *getting tossed around by the Delanceys*

“Uh, twenty papes please.”

“Thanks!”

“I paid for twenty, I only got nineteen.”

“No, I- I just want my paper.”

“Oh! I- I don’t want another fifty-”

“I don’t!”

“I don’t want your papes! I don’t take charity from anybody, I don’t even know you, I don’t care to, so here are your papes.”

“Wait, wait, wait! Who said anything about partners?”

“A-ha!”

”Well if he’s the best then how come he needs me?”

“Wait, wait, hold it! It’s gotta be at least 50-50.”

“That’s disgusting!”

“Bad headline.”

—

“Extra! Extra! Trolley strike drags on!”

“Hey, what?” Wait, where’s that story?”

“Trash fire next to immigration building terrifies seagulls?”

“Our father taught us not to lie.”

“You’re just making up things! All these headlines…”

“Wait, wait, hold it,” *sniff sniff* “You smell like beer.”

“Is he a friend of yours?”

“Come on Les, come on!”

“Hurry up, come on!”

“Come on! Hurry up! Hurry up!”

“You here?”

“Alright, I got you, I got you, come on let’s go.”

“Okay, jump!”

“Hurry up, hurry up!”

“He’s right behind us! He’s right behind us!”

“Ah! Uh?” *confused look around* “Les, where-?”

“Come on!”

“Sit down!”

“I’m not running any further.”

“I want some answers!” *shushed by Jack* “Who is he? And why was he chasing you? And what is this refuge?”

“Oh, right. Food.”

“He called you Sullivan.”

“Well, you have a way of improving the truth.”

“Why was he chasing you?”

“I’ll bet it was the mayor. Right?”

—

“Oh, I love that. I loved it. It was great. She is beautiful… how do you know her?”

“Oh.”

“Oh, It’s getting late. My parents are gonna be worried… What about yours?”

“Jack! Why don’t we go back to my place and divvy up? I mea- You can meet my folks!”

“Jack, let’s get outta here!”

—

“Nothing, Mama. He’s just sleeping.”

“Well half of it’s Jack’s- This is our selling partner… uh, and our friend. Jack Kelly my parents. Uh, that’s my sister, Sarah.”

“I’ll get the knife.”

“It’s only the beginning, Papa! The longer I work, the more money I’ll make!”

“Here’s your knifffe.”

*flustered laughing*

—

“Uh, the factory. It was an accident.” *scoff* “He was no good to them anymore so they just fired him. He’s got no union to protect him.”

“Alright…”

“Jack! Why don’t you stay here tonight?”

“See you tomorrow.” *gay hand shake thing* “Carrying the banner!”

—

“What do you mean, like a strike?”

“Jack, I was just joking! We can’t strike, we don’t have a union.”

“No, we’re just a bunch of angry kids with no money. Maybe if we got every newsie in New York, but-”

“Jack, this isn’t a joke! You saw what happened to those trolley workers!”

“Stop and think about this, Jack! You can’t just rush everybody into this!”

“Shut up!”

*sigh* “Pulitzer and Hearst have to respect our rights.”

“Tell ‘em… That they can’t treat us like we don’t exist.”

“We stick together like the trolley workers and they can’t break us up.”

“We’re a union now -the newsboys union! We gotta start acting like a union!”

“No! We can’t beat up kids in the street, it’ll give us a bad name!” *is ignored* “Jack!”

“NO!”

-the world will feel the fire and finally know!

“Uh, ambassadors?”

“Sure, uh- Just as soon as you take our demands to Pulitzer.”

“You’re the leader, Jack.”

“Uh- We’re bringing our demands to Pulitzer.”

“The newsies’ demands. We’re on strike.”

“David.”

*little laugh*

“He has to.”

—

“Haha!”

“Are we really an important story?”

—

“I’ve never been to Brooklyn, have you?”

“A-ha!”

“So is this- Is this Spot Conlon really dangerous?”

“But we’re not playing- We are going on strike.”

“Well we started the strike, but, uh... We can’t do it alone so we’ve been talking to other newsies all around the city.”

“They’re waiting to see what Spot Conlon does- that you’re the key. That Spot Conlon is the most famous and respected newsie in all of New York, and- and probably everywhere else. And if Spot Conlon joins the strike, then they’ll join, and we’ll be unstoppable. So you gotta join us, beca- well, you gotta!”

—

Open the gates and seize the day

Don't be afraid and don't delay

Nothing can break us

No one can make us

Give our rights away

Arise and seize the day!

Now is the time to seize the day

Send out the call and join the fray

Wrongs will be righted

if we're united

Let us seize the day!

Friends of the friendless seize the day

Raise up the torch and light the way

Proud and defiant

We'll slay the giant

Let us seize the day

Neighbor to neighbor

Father to son

One for all and all for one!

Open the gates and seize the day

Don't be afraid and don't delay

Nothing can break us

No one can make us

Give our rights away

Neighbor to neighbor

Father to son!

One for all and all for one!

“Yeah!”

—

“Fellas! Fellas!”

“Blink!”

“N- Jack, just, don’t-”

*exclamation!*

“Jack! Jack, hey-”

“Les! Les!”

—

“How can you be sure they sent Crutchie here?”

“So how come you brought the rope?”

“Shhh!”

“Oh, yeah. Teddy Roosevelt’s right?”

“You mean it’s true?”

—

Open the gates and seize the day

Don't be afraid and don't delay

Nothing can break us

No one can make us

Give our rights away

Arise and seize the day!

—

“Alright! Everyone, remain calm!”

“Les! Get out of here! GO!”

*not audible: talking while trying to pull Jack back*

“Are you alright?”

“AH-Aw! Aw!”

—

“You got us on the front page!”

An editor's desk for the star reporter!

Tip your hat

He's the King of New York!

In nothing flat

He'll be coverin'

Brooklyn to Trenton

Our man Denton

I gotta be either dead or dreamin'

'Cause look at that pape with my face beamin'

Tomorrow they may wrap fishes in it

But I was a star for one whole minute!

Starting now

I'm the King of New York!

Holy cow!

It's a miracle

Pulitzer's cryin'

Weasel? He's dying!

Flashpots are shootin' bright as the sun

I'm one highfalutin' sonuva gun!

Don't ask me how

Fortune found me, fate just crowned me

Now I'm King of New York!

Look and see

Once a piker, now a striker

I'm the King of New York!

Victory!

Front page story, guts and glory

I'm the King of New York!

“Well, we gotta show people where we stand.”

“Right.”

“We’ll send a- We’ll send a message to the big boys!”

“Hey, you guys. To our man Denton!”

—

“No! No, no! That’s what they want us to do! If we get violent, it’s just playing into their hands!”

“Whoo!”

*warns Spot*

“Jack! Jack, it’s Snyder. It’s Syn- It’s Snyder! Right there!”

(1:15:58 - ???)

“Get outta here! Get outta here, Les! Go!”

“Go up there! Alright, no, go over here. Come on!”

“Push me!”

“Get out of here! GO!”

“Jack!”

—

“Hey fellas, you alright? Where’s- Where’s Jack?”

—

“Why didn’t the Sun print the story?”

“Wait- What happened, did you get fired or something?”

*scoff*

“We get Jack out of the refuge tonight! And from now on we trust no one but the newsies!”

—

“That’s where we saw Crutchie.”

“Sh! Shh, sh!”

“There’s one way to find out. I’ll meet you guys at the square. Racetrack watch him.”

—

“Jack!”

“Come on! Come on!”

“Run!”

“Hurry up!”

“Beat it! Beat it”

“Come on! Keep running!”

“I don’t care.”

“I don’t understand..?”

“NO!”

—

“Racetrack! Racetrack! Race-? Race! Help me! I need some help!”

“So this is why you didn’t escape last night. You’re a liar! You lied about everything! You lied about your father being out west, ‘cause he’s not out west. You didn’t even tell me your real name!”

“I don’t understand you.”

“You had the newsies.”

“Well that’s good! That’s good, ‘cause we don’t need you! We. Don’t. Need. You. ‘Cause all those words you said? Those were mine.”

“I do now.”

“Never! Ever!”

—

“What happened, are you hurt?”

*david getting beat up sounds*

“What, you couldn’t stay away?”

“A scab?”

—

“What are we gonna do, put an ad in the newspaper?”

“Yeah it is. But what do we know about printing a newspaper?”

“Yeah, but I think our man Denton has something more important to do. I mean, he’s going to be an ace war correspondent. Right Denton?”

“Is it gonna work?”

This time we're in it to stay

See old man Pulitzer, snug in his bed

He don't care if we're dead or alive

Three satin pillows are under his head

While we're begging for bread to survive

Joe, if you're still counting sheep

Wake up and read 'em and weep!

You got your thugs with their sticks and their slugs

Yeah, but we got a promise to keep!

Once and for all

Something tells me the tide will be turnin'

Once and for all

There's a fire inside me that won't stop burnin'

Now that the choices are clear

Now that tomorrow is here

Watch how the mighty can fall

For once and for all!

This is for kids shinin' shoes in the street

With no shoes on their feet every day

This is for guys sweatin' blood in the shops

While the bosses and cops look away

This is to even the score

This ain't just newsies no more

This ain't just kids with some pie in the sky

This is do it or die

This is war!

Once and for all

We'll be there to defend one another

Once and for all

Every kid is our friend

Every friend, a brother

Five thousand fists in the sky!

Five thousand reasons to try!

We're going over the wall

Better to die than to crawl

Either we stand or we fall

For once... once and for all

—

“Jack! Sarah!”

The world will feel the fire and finally know!

“Yeah!”

“And what does that make you?”

“You talk about self interest, but since the strike your circulation’s been down 70%. Everyday you’re losing thousands of dollars just to beat us out of- one lousy tenth of a cent. Why?”

—

*dramatic pause* “Hundred papes.”

“Thanks…”

“Headlines don’t sell papes,” *puts on newsie hat* “Newsies sell papes.”

*spit shake at last!*

*not audible: talking with Denton before interrupted by Jack*

-fin-

[r0semultiverse]

The Edge of Sleep was and still is on the top 10. The problem is that not everyone can run it in the background constantly or wants to rewatch it as we approach the 18th. What exactly does “it just needs to reach the top 10” mean? It did that already. I think we are due for an update with more transparency if the NDA allows or if Amazon communicated that at all.

[miochimochi]

Just a reminder that it's coming closer to a full year since the Hamas attack and Israel has still killed far more children than they've killed Hamas agents.

Oh, and both Trump and Harris have stated their commitments to continue providing funding and weapons to Israel to continue their genocide. APAB

[thoughtspresso]

A reminder that Mister Mxyzptlk is NEVER in his true form, and if he were, you wouldn't be able to handle it.

The Myxy you see in every Earth is the same one, he just changes his appearance each time.

Therefore, it stands to reason that an Anime-esque Earth with an Ikemen Superman, and a Korean Lois Lane with Manhwa FL energy will have a Dragon Ball Z x Chichiri from Fushigi Yuugi styled Myxy!

MISTER MYXZPTLK CHOSE THIS FORM.

ACCEPT IT.

[sciderman]

Fun fact for a long time lego only ever made limited edition deadpool minifigs because of how not family friendly he is. They were usually only sold at cons like nyccc! The reason theres so many out there is unofficial lego sellers seeing the demand and making their own!

this checks out ! my deadpool minifigure is dodgy as heck !