#perscution

[no-context-nonsense]

[magnetothemagnificent]

The internal struggle between not really like Al Ewing or most of the new X Men comics but also really liking most of the newest issue of Resurrection of Magneto...........I guess a broken clock is right twice a day lol

I will say I am so tired of recent comics just......not naming the Holocaust or Jews by name and just having Magneto say "my people".......it's way too vague. Magneto is a Jew, what happened to him is because he is Jewish. He was perscuted in the Holocaust because he is Jewish. His family was killed because they were Jews. And Resurrection of Magneto is very guilty of this erasure.

[essaressellwye]

"Ess, are you a Zionist?"

Most of the land currently under the Israeli flag (and some bits of adjacent land that are, de jure or de facto, not under the Israeli flag) is the Holy Land, ערץ ישראל, the historical and traditional homeland of the Jewish people.

The land itself has special significance to Jews, and certain sites on that land are particularly important.

I believe Jews qua Jews need and deserve (as much as anyone "deserves" anything) access to that land and those sites that is as unimpeded as it is practical for it to be, without quotas, special fees, or other restrictions that would not (or should not) be accepted if applied to members of any other nation visiting or relocating to their homeland, or to people in any other religion travelling to their holy sites.

Moreover, as Jews have historically been and continue to be persecuted for being Jews, we need and deserve a place of refuge, a place where that perscution is, at least structurally, explicitly not supposed to happen.

I don't have a strong opinion as to what flag this should happen under, but as a practical matter it almost certainly won't be successful under any flag but that of the State of Israel.

[clndstn-headmates]

May we request an alterpack for a tbh creature that really likes cutesy and pastel pink aesthetics please? Also for them to have two forms, a tbh creature and a humanoid form? :3c

Absolutely! I hope you enjoy, and feel free to change anything you would like to!

-Mod Pete

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[brainpal-gachapon]

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[thestalkerbunny]

Look up the most famous witchcraft trial in Iceland.

Me, reading the first half of this: oh this is very interesting since Iceland is such a different place from the rest of Europe, their defintion of witchcraft and sorcerery and the perscution there of is very different if not much more leniant

Me after finishing it: -Farting Runes-

[yanderefairyangel]

I remember seeing a stupid take that blamed FE7 for popularizing the idea that dragons are an oppressed minority instead of being high entities of power that oppressed the people. People really can't let go of HFY.

They must have never played Fe 1 I guess lol.

But also Anon, that makes me think of something I recently discussed with someone on TwiTX and that is that people wants to put everything 3H did to all of Fe's narrative cause they look at it and took it at face value. Like how people can't see the meaning between all of FE's antagonist who do a better job in symbolism then the Agarthans.

So they do the same with FE as a whole about the dragons. FE always had that theme of Dragons being like human, heck that's even why they can have children together. They can co-exist, and while dragon can commit mistakes and become evil, they are like humans : we can commit mistakes and do evil. And in general what drives dragon to that is the greed of humanity.

The Nabateans might have never been called dragon, but they are exactly that as well, which is why SS felt like the only real traditonal FE route of 3H imo. The Nabateans also suffered the same fate as many Manaketes, persecuted by humans, and in the context of 3H the Agarthans. Rhea is not an all powerful being, she is very human like : she makes mistakes and follow her ideology, so she is pretty much a foil to Eddie on that regard.

As for Eddie, I'll give 3H the benefit of the doubt that they weren't trying to make her point about Crest itself being bad valid but purposefully gave terrible examples to justify her point.

Anyway, back to the main point. The presence of non humans in FE has always been a way to point out the attrocities we commit. Someone can be like us, have a heart, a soul, a conscience that drives them either to be a good or bad person, the moment we see a difference between us and them, we'll deem them as "non human" "sub humans" "lower then humans" and start perscute them, make them suffer and drives most of them mad. This is a way of critizing how we treat others worse then dirt the moment we see they are different from us instead of accepting them and working to live together in harmony. Fe always has that : Marth and Tiki's frienship, the fact that his descendant shares their bloodline with Naga, Duma and Mila now(they weren't dragon in Gaiden right ?). Tellius have the Laguz. Engage is centered around this thematic which makes it even closer to the likes of the Elibe game. I could go on. 3H also have a bit of that as well with the whole Nabateans were friendly with the Agarthans and were just trying to work their way to cohabitate with them.

[cuprohastes]

Cromwell established Freedom of Worship and allowed Muslims and Jews back into the country. He made it legal to choose your own religion.

That's the 'Perscution' the Pilgrims were 'fleeing'.

[anew-jackson]

You realise that the nazis perscuted trans people and burnt a shit load of lgbtq medical books & stuff

Also weve been around long before that

Ancient egypt and prolly even further

woah you realize that the nazis drank water too also yeah the ancient egyptians had slaves too coincidence?

[f0xd13-blog]

So now let me explain you why this sort of shit happens... you alwayß had egyptian culture, you've just destroyed our land multiple times... the reason why the gypsies never got expelled from europe is becauae contrary to what those masson people are trying to comvince you all, jewish people was never framed of witchery as it was impossible to deny their association with european orthodox christianity,that doesn't mean they wasn't persecutedd at some poiimt or they wouldn't be expelled but funny enough the most persecuted religion was christianity itself!! Gypsies and black people was always more egyptian than all of you but my spirituality you can kind of notice that it got seperated from christianity on purpose like if they was he aristicrats therefore more christian than REAL AND PAGAN christianity (hindu and islamic chistianity the origin of it)... i'll make a bridge now for the subjects of drugs because it got everyhing to do with it; xamanism for example invented by asian and black people was highly perscuted even if comming from christians! Now drug usage is a method! You need to do the method propally and not everyone is taught to do it properly so then you have madonnas masonnas that go crazy because her only goal in life is to question shit that shouldn't be questioned on the pretense of being less free because of it

[unity-of-clarity-and-emptiness]

Is the Graham Hancock video actually decent? He's known for having some strange views on many subjects.

Yes, I'm not aware of the "strange" views you are talking about. Unless you are talking about him criticizing the church and other oppressive and extremist orginizations that try to control and dominate humanity.

A good point he makes in the video is that up until the founding of the Nag Hammedi, the only accounts of Gnosticism are from the perspective of those who perscutated them.

If you are talking about him hating a specific religion, like Islam or Judiasm, then I would like to take it back but I would like to see some evidence of these claims before simply accepting them.

[pastorjdo3]

The System or The Savior

Check out my latest blog: "The System or The Savior"

1 And Saul was in hearty agreement with putting him to death. And on that day a great persecution arose against the church in Jerusalem; and they were all scattered through out the regions of Judea and Samaria, except the apostles. 2 And some devout men buried Stephen, and made loud lamentations over him. Acts 9:1-2

“And Saul was in hearty agreement…”Chapter 9 begins. It reveals not only the…

[geocait0815]

Hiiii , i have a request,if u are free can u make shot with Jake n MC where mc is being caught by the Jake perscuters (mc is Jake's weakness)those people caught her so that they can catch jake.

Hi! I have again received a great and challenging writing prompt.

A few warnings: This story contains violence, some torture, blood, death and foul language (It seems like I went all out there).

Taken

I wake up in a black box. At least it feels like it. Everything hurts, and I struggle to get up. But to no avail. My head feels like stuck in cotton and the absolute lack of light and orientation make me feel even dizzier. I slump back to the floor. What happened to me? Slowly, I start feeling around to find some clue on where I am. The floor feels like flattened dirt. My left arm hits a wooden wall. In the other directions, I can not feel a barrier. The air feels dusty, but ok to breathe. At least I seem not to be buried alive.

Carefully, I shift my weight and move – rob rather than crawl – towards the wall. There, I finally manage to pull myself up into a seating position. Think, MC! How did I end up here? And where the fuck am I?

The last thing I remember is going out with a few colleagues. We have just finished a big project and wanted to celebrate. But I only stayed for a few drinks and left to go home early. It was already dark outside but still I decided to walk the few blocks to my apartment.That's it. After that my world went black.

I start to probe and check my body for any injuries. Apart from a big bump on the back of my head, probably the source of my headache and dizziness, I seem to be in good shape. I'm still wearing all my clothes. Slowly, my eyes are adjusting to the darkness and I start to make out faint shapes in the void I have been trapped in. There are some boxy features, maybe crates, to my right. A bucket lies abandoned on the other side. Also my other senses start to kick in again. I smell dirt, wood, hay, and something else, I can't place right now.

Before my hazy brain can put all the puzzle pieces together, a thin line of light pops up to my right. Door hinges creak and then I hear heavy steps. Whoever took me here is coming back! I have nothing to defend myself with. Still, I get up on my wobbly legs and scramble to a corner of the room, as far away from the door as possible. Then, the door flies open and the sudden brightness makes me flinch.

The silhouette of a man appears in the door. “Where is that bitch?” I hear a strange voice. Okay, definitively not friendly. As he steps into the room, my fight or fly instinct kicks in and I start to sprint towards the door. But my instinct seems as confused as I am. Because instead of trying to escape, I tackle the stranger. The surprise gets him off balance for the fraction of a second, but he recovers quickly and grabs me. “Aah!” I scream. “What to you want from me?!?”. Instead of a reply, he splaps me, hard. I can taste blood in my mouth. And the dizziness returns causing me to spontaneously vomit on his shoes. Oh, that was the other smell from before. Looks like I have a bit of a concussion.

Before I can indulge in any more useless revelations, the man grabs me by my hair and drages me out of the room. At the door I stumble over the stoop and fall to my knees. This does not slow him down. He keeps dragging me behind him. It feels like he is ripping off my scalp. My hands fly up to hold on to it and at the same time try to pry his hands off my hair. “Stop. Please! Who are you?”

Finally, he lets go off me. I am being picked up and shoved onto a chair. Then, my arms are forced to my back and I can feel that I am tied up. As I am blinking my tears away, I can see the man now a bit more clearly. Strong build, donned in black clothes, boots and a ski mask. Moments later, his skinny twin steps out from behind me and starts tying my feet to the chair.

I lick my cracked and swollen lips and spit out some blood infront of them. I have some thoughts I would like to spit at them too, profanities mainly, but I keep my mouth shut. Seems like the rational half of my brain is slowly waking up again.

I briefly look around and realize, that I am being held inside a barn: a large, wooden structure with beams scattered around the builing. Opposite of me, to the far end of the barn, I can see a large, two-winged door. There are no windows. I still have no idea what time of day it is and how long I have been here for.

Skinny gets up and walks away while the other one - I need to find a catchy name for him as well since they are not introducing themselves to me. How about Asshole A? – keeps staring at me. Skinny returns with a camera on a tripod in hand. He places the device in front of me. A red light indicates, that it is already recording. “What is this, some sort of snuff film?” I ask but get ignored once more. Asshole A pulls out a mobile phone from his pocket and holds it infront of my face. I immediately recognize it as mine. Apparently, he wants to unlock it. Keep trying, loser. As this remains unsuccessful, he walks around me.

Sensing what he is about to do, I press my thumbs to my palms. He grabs my right hand and tries to pry my finger loose, but I refuse to bugde. “Let go or I'll just cut it off.” I hear him growl behind me. He manages to strain my thumb back and I can feel that it is getting very close to its breaking point. The phone is being pressed against my fingertip and then my hand is released. He comes back in view, scrolling through my now unlocked phone. Suddenly, he stops and holds the device infront of my face again. I can see that my last chat with Jake is now on the screen. Asshole A steps back and holds the screen into the camera as well.

I had been suspecting this for a while, but now I have certainty. The thing Jake had been most afraid of has happened. I have been captured by his pursuers and they are trying to use me to get to him. I look straight into the camera and ever so slightly shake my head. I want to scream and tell him to not do anything stupid; To stay away and not get caught.

“We have your little girlfriend. I am sure you are already tracking her phones location. If you want her to survive this, you will come here and and turn yourself in. You have one hour. If you do not show up, we will start to slowly cut her up in little pieces. Then we'll see how long she can make it.” It was Skinny who spoke directly into the camera. I am desperatly trying to control my breath, to not freak out. Stay strong. Don't let them see your fear. I bite the inside of my cheek to stop my tears from bubbling up.

Suddenly, I feel my hair being grabbed again. Then, something is pressed against my mouth and nose. A sweetish scent floods my lungs and my world goes black once more.

*******

It feels like no time has passed at all, when I'm ripped out of my daze with a splash of cold, foul-reeking water. Blinking the fluid away, I find myself almost nose to nose with Skinny. "Time's up. It's showtime, sweetheart." I recoil inadvertently. His proximity and the chemical aftertaste of the Chloroform almost leave me sick to the stomach again. "I wasn't aware I had first row tickets to a Variety show."

Fun fact about me: In stressful or panicked situations my internal filter switches off and what comes out of my mouth is usually inappropriately sassy. This has gotten me into even more trouble on multiple occasions. It is probably my survival instinct giving up on me.

Another back-handed slap hits me and my head snaps around. My lower lip must have split, because I can feel blood trickling down my chin. I look up again at Skinny with gritted teeth.

"Let's get this started" Skinny sneers, turning towards the camera. He holds up a long and very sharp looking knife. "You have not met our ultimatum. So I'll be proving to you now that we are staying true to our words." He steps back towards me and places the tip of the knife to my cheek, right below my eye. I can't help it but flinch backwards. This is, of course, absolutely useless since I am still tied to the chair. He slowly slides the blade down my face, along my jaw, down my neck and along my collarbone.

Then, with one swift move, he cuts off the uppermost button of my blouse. Then another, and another, until my chest and my bra are exposed. He repositions himself to make sure that whatever he is about to do to me is well visible on camera. I can feel the blade move again, this time around the rounding of my breast and upwards. Then, a sudden, sharp pain shoots through me. I suck in a breath through my teeth. Skinny is very slowly making a deep incision directly below my collarbone.

A scream is ringing in my ears and it takes me a moment to realize that it is my own voice that is ripping through the barn. Skinny is saying something, but I can not comprehend his words. He steps away. I struggle to stay upright and my head flops down. Sweat is escaping from my hairline and rolling down my neck. Then my hair is being grabbed once more. I am being forced to look into the camera. "The little bird is not so chipper anymore, is she." Skinny snickers. "Maybe I'll cut a smile back into her pretty face the next time. You have one more chance to turn yourself in before things get ugly in here."

Suddenly, I hear a loud bang and the barn doors fly upen. In crahes a black van. My head is being let go off. The drivers door opens and a man wearing a black hoodie and a face mask is jumping out. Jake! I am both relieved and terrified to see him here. Then there are shots. While Jake ducks behind the open van door, I scream, again, and wriggle violently. This causes me to topple over and land hard on my side. Something in my shoulder cracks. More shots sound above me and all I can do at this moment is to squeeze my eyes shut and bite down on my lips to stop my screaming.

After what feels like an eternity, an eerie silence settles over the place. There is only the sound of my sobbing. Then I can hear steps approaching. Right now I can't yet muster the strength to open my eyes. But I am being grabbed and pulled back into an upright position.

"MC, are you okay?" My eyes fly open and through the curtain of my tears I can see Jake kneeling in fron of me. He is holding Skinnys knife. When I nod, he starts to cut the zip ties around my ankles. "Jake, wait! There is another one." My voice sounds very hoarse from all the screaming. "Already taken care of." He gets up and walks around me to free my hands. Jake briefly massages my wrists, before he takes my arm to help me up. But with my legs being all shaky, I stumble and Jake catches me in his arms.

I look up into his icy blue eyes. "Hi." "Hi, my love." he chuckles. "Let's get you out of here." I put my hand on his upper arm to straighten up, but he suddenly flinches. "You are hurt!" I exclaim. "It is just a scratch." He is trying to lead me away, but I turn around and see Skinny lying dead on the floor. Blood is pooling around him. I shake off Jakes arm and approach the body. For a moment I just stand there. Then I can't help myself and kick him, with all the strength I can muster, into his midsection. "Asshole."

Now I'm ready to leave. Jake puts his arm around me again. "I am sorry it took me so long to get to you. I had to get rid of the other agent first before I could shortwire the van." "How did you find me so fast anyways?" I ask while we step out of the barn and into the night. A bit further, between some trees I can see the shape of another car. Jake is leading me directly towards it.

"I received a notification from Nym-0s the moment your phone left its usual perimeter. I could follow you on CCTV and was on the move the second I realized that you were taken by my pursuers. Oh god, MC, I am so sorry this happened to you just because of me...." His voice breaks off. "You don't have to be" I try to assure him. "You warned me repeatedly. And I knew what I signed up for when I fell in love with you."

We have now reached the car. Jake turns to me and slowly takes off his face mask. He cups my face with his hands and looks deep into my eyes. "I am very glad that they did not harm your beautiful face. I love you too, MC." He leans down and kisses me softly. I press myself against him and our kiss deepens. But before things can get too heated, Jake pulls away. "We have to get out of here, before more agents show up." Still dazed from the kiss, I nod and we get into the car.

And as much as I want to stay awake and talk to Jake, or just enjoy his presence, I am completely drained. By the time the car reaches the main road I have already dozed off.

[girlreportsmoved]

[rachelbethhines]

Cool! Ok, is 3 more characters ok? What is your favorite & least favorite traits about Rapunzel, Lance and Cap?

Rapunzel Favorite - I like that she's flawed and funny and can be the butt of a joke now and then. That's refreshing. Especially when the writers will allow her to be unattractive in order for the joke to land.

Rapunzel Least Favorite - the way she condenses to everyone and the only time it's call out on it's a single line in a song that has nothing to do with her actual issues but is being victimed blamed for being kidnapped as a baby. Oh, and refusing to acknowledge that she, nor anyone she cares about, could be wrong.

Lance Favorite - He gets the best songs, and his original characterization in The Return of Strongbow was charming.

Lance Least Favorite - his crush on Adria, even after being clearly turned down by her. And the fact that the writers made him too dumb to live in Season 3.

Cap Favorite - he's the one parent in the show that doesn't suck.

Cap Least Favorite - He can be hypocritical at times. Now to be fair, that's a plot point that he does get called out on... mostly. But he will show bias when dealing with what he sees are 'bad eggs' and not showing the same consideration to poor orphans that he didn't adopt. Like what made Cassandra so special, but not Caine, the Stabbingtons, Red and Angry, or Varian? Was it because she was too young to screw up yet? Was it because he was younger then and more idealistic? Or was it because the king didn't order for Cass to be perscuted like he did the others?

It's honestly a fascinating dichotomy, but because the show won't explore it properly... Even when it turns out his own daughter becomes a criminal. It just winds up coming off as Cap being unnecessarily heartless.

[f0xd13-blog]

Queer community perscuted for behaving feminine.... pfffffff your ancestors were persecuting us for it or you wouldn't have the generational money you have because the people that was don't own that. This people were considered feminine without us considering ourselves feminine because wtf, everything is feminine in europe... you sneeze and you're feminine lol... and now you want to gatekeep this oppressive narrative only to you like if your generation was the biggest victim. Girl nananannananananan.