#spacex poster

[brooklynbutterflyarts]

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[m210297works]

[pintadorartist]

THE TRUMP-MUSK FUNDING GRAB: THE QUIET COUP

Since taking office, President Trump and Elon Musk have worked together to defund the federal government from the inside while consolidating power into the hands of a right-wing elite. Their goal is clear: gut federal agencies, strip public resources, and redirect power and money into their own hands.

Agencies Are Starved of Ability to Help People: Key federal agencies—including the Departments of Health, Education, and Transportation—have been forced into bare-bones operations, unable to implement vital programs we depend on.

FEMA and Disaster Relief Blocked: Funding for emergency relief programs is being deliberately slowed or denied, leaving communities vulnerable.

Social Security and Medicare Under Threat: Musk’s “Department of Government Efficiency” has gained full access to the U.S. Treasury's federal payment system, which processes Social Security, Medicare, and tax refunds. His team now has access to millions of Americans’ financial data and can manipulate payments.

DOGE is a Smokescreen for Dismantling the Federal Government: Under the guise of “efficiency,” Musk has proposed cutting $1 trillion in government spending, targeting social programs, education, healthcare, and regulatory agencies that protect consumers and workers.

At the same time, Trump and Senate Republicans are fast-tracking Russell Vought as OMB Director to oversee this attack on federal funding.

VOUGHT IS THE ARCHITECT OF PROJECT 2025

Vought wrote a chapter of Project 2025, which starts by outlining the role that OMB should play in implementing the massively unpopular playbook. If confirmed, Russell Vought will control federal spending. That means he will claim to have the power to:

Freeze funding for critical programs like Medicaid, public schools, environmental protections, and infrastructure.

Redirect federal dollars to right-wing priorities, including tax cuts for the wealthy and corporate handouts.

Defund regulatory agencies that keep corporations in check and protect workers and consumers.

THE PROCESS: HOW THE SENATE WILL PROCEED WITH THE VOUGHT CONFIRMATION VOTE

Monday: Motion to Proceed (MTP) passes, allowing debate on the nomination.

Immediately After: Republican Sen. John Thune can file cloture, starting the two legislative day clock before a cloture vote.

Wednesday: Cloture vote happens, kicking off 30 hours of debate.

Wednesday - Thursday: Senate Democrats must use the full 30 hours to expose this crisis and block the nomination at every turn.

Thursday: Final vote on Vought’s confirmation. If he is confirmed, the Trump-Musk takeover accelerates.

WHAT YOU CAN DO:

1.THIS LINK BY INDIVISIBLE LEADS TO A PAGE WITH RESOURCES INCLUDING POSTERS TO USE WHEN PROTESTING AND WHAT TO DEMAND FROM YOUR SENATORS

2. THIS LINK LEADS TO A CALL TOOL THAT PROVIDES A SCRIPT FOR YOU TO USE WHEN CALLING YOUR SENATOR. TELL THEM THAT WE ARE IN A CONSTITUTIONAL CRISIS

3.Fax: use this link and send a fax to your senator

4. Read through the list of Senate leaders and call a number

5. Contact Your State Attorney General by phone and email:

Minimal script for ALL state attorneys general: We are all learning that Elon Musk, a man who can’t even get the security access he needs to enter parts of SpaceX, and a band of unaccountable teenagers and business cronies, walked into the GSA, TTS, the U.S. Treasury and the USAID offices and took whatever private information they wanted, firing any civil servant who tried to stop them. [Your Stateians] records have most likely been invaded in violation of the Privacy Act of 1974, and as he’s now embedded himself in the Treasury department computer system, payments for Medicare, Medicaid, Social Security and other federal programs are at risk if the Trump administration decides to punish our state, [as he’s currently doing by holding fire victim funding hostage in exchange for extremist voter ID requirements.] Even the short pause from Trump’s executive order to freeze federal disbursements caused panic. We want you to sue the federal government to stop this corrupt and possibly treasonous attack on the privacy rights of our states’ citizens.

6. Contact the Secretary of the Treasury Department! – 202-622-2000

Minimal script for Secretary Scott Bessent: I’m calling to demand that you remove Musk’s access from all systems under your control, that all his equipment is confiscated, that his team is interrogated as to all actions they took under his direction, and that a computer forensics team is assigned immediately to check the system for integrity of its security systems.

More info on: https://indivisibleventura.org/2025/02/01/the-guy-nobody-trusts-with-a-full-security-clearance-now-has-access-to-all-your-private-data/

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Ella Yurman at Teen Vogue:

In many ways, Vivian Jenna Wilson is a lot like any other 20-year-old girl. The Los Angeles native spends hours a day on Discord with her friends; loves reading, RuPaul’s Drag Race, and Chappell Roan; and she runs late — two full hours late, to be specific, for our scheduled Zoom meeting. Also like many 20-year-olds, she has a complicated relationship with her father. But not everybody’s dad is the richest man in the world — a man who spent the last few years consolidating power, becoming one of the most prolific posters on a social media platform he purchased, and suddenly, one of the most powerful figures in the US government. Wilson is, whether she likes it or not, the daughter of Elon Musk.

Wilson entered the public consciousness because of her father, but not for typical nepo baby reasons. (Before you ask, Wilson says she’s been financially independent from her father since she came out as trans in 2020, so you can stop sending her Venmo requests for thousands of dollars, something she says has happened before.) At the time, she was trying to disconnect herself from Musk, eventually writing in a 2022 petition to legally change her name that she doesn’t “wish to be related to [her] biological father in any way, shape or form.” Though she’d never publicly spoken about Musk before then, her attempt to distance herself from him is what ultimately drew her into the public eye.

“I have a sharp tongue,” Wilson tells Teen Vogue in her second-ever published interview. “When you spend all of COVID [lockdown] in online communities of queer people who are constantly getting into drama and trying to read each other, [you] learn how to make a response very quickly, and you learn how to be funny and snap at someone else in a comedic way…. Getting into fights with other queer teenagers — that's how you learn how to be quick and witty.” Much like her father, Wilson is extremely online; unlike her father, she’s really good at it. It is publicly known that Musk has as many as 14 children with 4 different mothers across a 20-year span: 6 including Vivian (and a child that passed away as a baby) with his ex-wife Justine Wilson; 4 with Shivon Zilis, a top executive at the Musk-owned company Neuralink; and 3 with the musician Grimes. On February 14, conservative influencer Ashley St. Clair announced a 13th child (who, as of this writing, Musk has yet to acknowledge), and on February 28, a 14th child with Zilis was reported.

Fatherhood is a core part of the public persona put forth by the CEO of SpaceX and Tesla and owner of X (formerly Twitter), who frequently expresses alarm about declining birth rates and what he sees as their negative impact on society. As leader of Trump’s Department of Government Efficiency, or DOGE, which has laid off huge swaths of the federal workforce and shrunk spending for essential government agencies, he has brought his four-year-old son, X Æ A-Xii, or “Lil X,” to meetings at the Capitol and a press conference in the Oval Office. Two years after Wilson filed that name-change petition (and, notably, just nine days after Musk officially endorsed now-President Trump’s campaign), her father spoke about her in a conversation with manosphere influencer Jordan Peterson, repeatedly deadnaming Wilson and claiming she’d been “killed by the woke mind virus.” During that interview, Musk built on the picture of Wilson painted in Walter Isaacson’s 2023 biography Elon Musk. In that telling, according to Wilson, she was an angry, rebellious child, blinded by radical anticapitalist ideology and hurting her father with her rash decisions.

So, for the first time, Wilson spoke up. In a series of posts on Threads (an X competitor), she described Musk’s characterization of her in an X post as “entirely fake,” called him “desperate for attention and validation,” and told him to touch grass. Since then Wilson has remained highly active on social media, posting to Threads, Instagram, Bluesky (another X competitor), and racking up millions of views on TikTok. She’s garnered a following of nearly one million people across platforms. At the same time, she’s avoided speaking to the media, doing only one interview with NBC News to share some of her side of the story after Musk's interview with Peterson. Wilson’s father certainly looms large, particularly in this moment as he continues to take on more political power than even some judges seem to think is legal. Despite Wilson's distance from Musk, she has unique insight into this precarious moment in the US’s political history. But she’s much more than the estranged daughter of the world’s richest man — in fact, she says, she barely thinks about her father. “I'm not giving anyone that space in my mind,” she tells Teen Vogue. “The only thing that gets to live free in my mind is drag queens.” [...] Wilson’s vibrant life, full of possibility, underscores the lifesaving power of gender-affirming care for young people. As a child, Wilson struggled through gender dysphoria and the attendant mental health issues it often causes. She’s horrified by the wave of anti-trans legislation targeting young people like her. In the US, her peers are being demonized by the right, and are left undefended by Democrats. One of Trump’s first executive orders upon retaking office attempted to bar federal funding for health care providers that perform gender-affirming care for young people under 19; multiple federal judges have blocked the order from taking effect for now. Wilson is compelled to speak out on trans issues, saying, “I don't feel like people realize that being trans is not a choice.”

Vivian Jenna Wilson, the estranged trans daughter of Elon Musk, is on the cover of Teen Vogue, in which she talks about her experiences as a trans woman.

See Also:

The Advocate: Vivian Wilson, Elon Musk's trans daughter, slams 'cartoonishly evil' Trump team

[mariacallous]

TikTok creator @lizabookrecs had a question: When did BookTok become political? It was in the hours after Donald Trump had won the election for US president and the subset of TikTok that likes to talk about literature was already starting to fracture. People had started unfollowing fellow BookTokkers whose views didn’t align with their own—mostly people who’d expressed support for Trump—and a lively debate was growing about whether or not the space was a political one. In her post, @lizabookrecs professed, “We don’t need politics ruining a good thing we have going.”

By the following Monday, it seemed as though this crumbling of BookTok had already come to pass.

Unfollow lists, sometimes called red lists, began to circulate. In response, some creators posted that they were beginning to follow red-listed creators as a show of support. Creators asked Trump-supporting followers to get lost. For every person claiming that an online community built around discussing books shouldn’t be a community for discussing politics, there was another person pointing out that most great works of literature have at least some perspective on societal affairs. “You voted for this future,” TikTok user @_onesteph said, holding up a copy of Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale.

A few folks stitched @lizabookrecs’ video, which has more than 100,000 views so far and echoed the sentiments of several TikTok users, to respond. Romance novelist J.J. McAvoy likened the post to violence: “When someone tells you, ‘This space is not for’ whatever it is, they are just trying to make you shut up so they can get on with pretending that everything is OK for them.”

In the week since Trump beat Vice President Kamala Harris, these types of arguments have been brewing in all kinds of online communities. Often, the arguments wind their way to the same end point: If this is a corner of the internet dedicated to one form of discussion, why would people now use it to talk about politics? A fair question, but one that implies that politics doesn’t touch nearly every aspect of people’s lives and hobbies. Car enthusiasts could easily wind up talking about Elon Musk and Tesla, or overseas manufacturing, or the merits of EVs. Space enthusiasts could easily find themselves in, well, a discussion about Elon Musk and SpaceX, or privatization of spaceflight.

Books are the same—and different. While, yes, books like The Handmaid’s Tale or Atlas Shrugged or The Hunger Games series confront real political issues with fiction and allegory, many books are also the subject of political persecution of a sort. According to the American Library Association, there were 414 attempts to censor books in public, school, and academic libraries in the US between January 1 and August 31 of this year. That number is down slightly from the 695 attempts made in the same period in 2023—which saw a lot of attention focused on books by or about people of color or the LGBTQ+ community—but still far outpace the numbers in years prior to 2020. Efforts nationwide have sought to remove queer books from schools, and PEN America found that there were 10,046 instances of book bans during the 2023–24 school year. Those bans often come, according to PEN, when the guidance of educators and librarians “are overridden by school boards, administrators, or even politicians on the basis of a book’s content.”

As news of Trump’s win hit BookTok (and TikTok broadly), a narrative emerged that the new administration wouldn’t result in new book bans, one that quickly intertwined with the “BookTok shouldn’t be political” thread. As one poster claimed that smut and dark romance wouldn’t be banned, another chimed in with a stitch to point out that readers can still be concerned even if the books they enjoy aren’t specifically the ones under threat.

As Lia Shields, a creator in Colorado, notes, romance novels can also be political. As she pointed out in a TikTok that has since earned more than 13,000 views, many of the protagonists in the books she reads could one day have rights women in the US don’t. “Thankfully I live in a blue state,” she tells me, “but if I did not live in a blue state, they’d have more rights to their bodies than I do in real life. That’s frightening.”

BookTok collapsing into different factions could have long-term impacts. The platform has become a place that not only launches new authors but also brings older books to new audiences of younger readers. (Last year, TikTok held a Book Awards in the UK and Ireland; one of the nominees for Best BookTok Revivial was George Orwell’s 1984.)

A few days after the US election, author Kaleigh Michele posted a TikTok saying she’d been red -listed based on assumptions that she was a Trump supporter. “I’m a brand new author. I’ve only published one book,” the TikTok text read. “I’m currently working on three new ones and suddenly have people trying to ruin my name, my passion … If I didn’t support a party prior to this, I most definitely do now! … As for me, I’m currently adding every author ‘red listed.’” In addition to the obligatory #fyp, the post had three hashtags: #redlist, #booktok, #trump.

[melodic-haze]

no i call it alexander hamilton YES OF COURSE I CALL IT X U HOE🙄🙄 calling it twitter is like so last year🙄

-🐆

I honest to god still call it Twitter cuz I have to make an academic poster for SpaceX and I hate Elon for existing for it 😭

[synthwave1950]

Retro space poster "Humans need to be a multiplanet species" with SpaceX Starship.

[themummersfolly]

Unexpected Vector

As promised, my original fic about a company that definitely isn't SpaceX. Enjoy!

Thrust was observed on an unexpected vector. -NASA euphemism

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Quarterly meeting: all hands on deck! Assembly 1: 1pm Sales: 2pm Engineering: 3pm Assembly 2: 4pm

The glossy poster blazed its message from the bathroom mirror, as if the occupants were in danger of forgetting. Ryan Connor finished washing his hands. He’d gotten the same announcement by email, text, and all three of the company apps. If in spite of this he still forgot, his manager would come remind him; management had a bonus tied to meeting attendance numbers.

His phone read 2:55 as he made his way into the crowded auditorium of Omega Intergalactic. The hallways in this part of the complex were hung with dazzling concept art of passenger space shuttles, luxury orbital hotels, and a sprawling Lunar resort. The company’s ultimate goal—Objective Omega—was a permanent colony on Mars; their current projects revolved around launch and reentry. Ryan’s team—called for no particular reason Objective Kappa—was working on a reliable and economical rocket design.

The auditorium, when not in use for corporate meetings, hosted symposiums and seminars, showcasing the very latest tech innovations to investors. Ryan settled into his seat, his mind on dinner and the latest wind tunnel results. There was rarely any reason for him to be at these meetings; he didn’t own company stock, and the updates to the employee manual were usually geared toward production and assembly workers. The house lights dimmed, and he blinked, surprised.

Instead of the usual slides of graphs and pie charts, a gorgeous lightshow played over the backdrop. Fog billowed from either side of the stage, and out walked the owner, CEO, and Chief Innovator of Omega Intergalactic, Irving Ismarildo himself, smiling and waving like a presidential candidate. A recording of thunderous applause drowned out the dutiful clapping of the employees.

“Greetings, Omega crew!” Ismarildo never addressed his employees as anything else. “It is my pleasure to announce a groundbreaking moment in the history of Omega Intergalactic!” More recorded applause. Ismarildo beamed, as if unaware of its source. “Today marks a turning point for innovation, dawn of a new age for dreamers everywhere!”

Ryan sat up straighter. Was the company adding another division? Had Ismarildo gotten his flying car design past the FAA?

“Yes, my fellow trailblazers, we stand on the avant-garde of the future. Allow me to introduce the new face of aerospace design!”

Colorful lasers blazed across the screen, revealing a logo: micron.

“Omicron AI represents the future of spacecraft engineering. This proprietary program harnesses the power of artificial intelligence to supercharge our design process while streamlining company expenses and personnel requirements. Unfettered by human doubts and limitations, Omicron will propel us to the stars!” He spread his arms wide as if to receive his apotheosis. Riotous cheering boomed from the speakers, covering the smattering of applause and shocked murmurs. Ryan’s phone pinged: Termination notice, R. Connor. We wish you luck in your future endeavors.

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Ryan put down his tablet and shoveled another spoonful of soggy rolled oats into his mouth, wishing he could at least heat them up. His smartstove had gotten a virus a week ago; the landlord would have to replace the whole thing. The inset screen in the kitchen blared: CheezWhiz News! All the stories that matter to you! before cutting to an ad for a jewelry subscription box. Silencing it only lasted ten minutes. Ryan reached for his sound-canceling headphones, then thought better of it.

Going to have to cancel the subscription on those. Don’t know how I’ll pay my bills now.

A tone interrupted the next commercial, and the screen changed to a view of the hallway and a woman standing in front of his door.

“Hey Ryan? You mind if I hang out for a while? I brought tea.”

Tonya from down the hall. Ryan opened the door and let her in.

“How’s Alice?”

“Doing good. She’s loving second grade.” Tonya set the bottle of sweet tea on the table. “We’re going to the library after school, that’ll keep us out until Chris leaves for work.”

“Those two giving you grief again?”

“Madi’s not so bad, she just kind of ignores us. Chris is getting worse, though. I don’t want my baby around that.”

“You ought to move.”

“I wish. If it was just me… but nobody’s gonna rent a single bedroom place to a mom with a kid.”

“They were fine with you going in on the two bedroom with Madi and Chris.”

“That was when Alice was little. Once they hit school-age it’s different. Believe me, I’ve applied damn near everywhere.” She swirled the bottle. “Enough about my problems. Heard from Steve?”

“Not since we split up.” Ryan got down a pair of glasses. “I was gonna focus on work for a while…” He shrugged. “Guess I won’t be dating now, either.”

“Something wrong?” Tonya handed him a filled glass and sat down with hers. Ryan stared into his drink.

“I got laid off.” His voice wavered, but didn’t break. Tonya’s mouth fell open.

“What? I just saw the ad for the new rocket line. How are they downsizing?”

“They’re replacing most of the engineers with AI. There’s about a dozen that kept their jobs, but I think it’s just for PR.” He shrugged again. “I guess it was only a matter of time.”

“What-” Tonya sputtered. “But this is rocket science!”

“Yeah well. Everybody else is using engineering AI’s. Cars, building construction…”

“Nobody likes AI cars. And when they have problems, they don’t blow up and rain shrapnel for miles.”

He didn’t answer. They fell silent for a moment.

“So what are you gonna do?”

“I don’t know. I’ve been putting out resumes. Nobody wants to pay for human engineers.” He took another swallow of tea. “You’re lucky, a machine can design haircuts all day long, but it can’t actually do the cutting.”

“Yeah. But they’ll invent a tech replacement for me, too, someday.” Behind them, the kitchen screen had started up again: Increase your rental revenue with CheezWhiz News! Tonya raised her glass. “To our robot overlords.”

Ryan laughed despite himself and clinked his glass with hers.

“You could try for an IT position.”

“The market’s kind of saturated right now. I guess I could check with assembly, they always need people to trouble-shoot the computers.” He frowned at the tablet, lying face down on the table. “It doesn’t pay enough to keep this place, though.”

“You could get a roommate.”

“Yeah. I hate the idea of bringing a stranger in here, though.”

For a long moment they both stared into their glasses. On the screen, Irving Ismarildo was getting his picture taken under the heading Tech Today.

“Or you could move in.” He looked up to see Tonya staring at him; he’d mumbled the idea half to himself as it occurred to him. “You and Alice could move in, and we’ll split the rent.”

“They won’t go for it, kids over five can’t share a room with an adult.”

“Adults can share a room, though. We can each have our own beds, and they can assume whatever they want.” He got up and started pacing. “We can put Alice’s bed in my office and I’ll move my deck to the living room…”

“Ok, but what if one of us wants to have somebody over?”

“Simple, if I have someone over, you can sleep in Alice’s room, and if you have someone over, I’ll sleep on the couch.”

He stopped pacing. Tonya sat still, head bowed, and he began to worry he might have offended her somehow.

“Ryan, are you being serious about this? Because if you are, it would really be a huge help…”

“Look, you’re one of my best friends.” He sat down and looked her in the eye. “I get along with you, I get along with Alice, you’re not messy or loud. And, well, what are we gonna do? We have to keep a roof over our heads.”

Tonya laughed and took his hand. “I can always count on you to tell it like it is.”

“Great!” He snatched the tablet and flipped it over. “I’ll email the landlord. And then I guess I’ll see what positions are available at the assembly plant.”

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One year later.

Ryan Connor stood in line outside the plant entrance, waiting his turn to pass the turnstile. Under one arm he carried his work-issued tablet; the cooler in his other hand held last night’s leftovers and a peanut butter sandwich proudly presented to him by Alice, who was learning how to make lunch. His t-shirt bore the logo iFoot: Upgrade Your Run. Machine operators and quality control specialists milled around him; it was amazing how many people it took to keep an automated factory running.

Above the turnstiles a series of TV screens played CheezWhiz News! Generate revenue from a captive audience! The volume was high enough to add to the general confusion of voices, but too low to hear what was being played. Ryan stared at it absently, mind on the latest electronic tantrum one of the machines was throwing. An ad for subscription dog treats ended and a news clip began. The Omega Intergalactic logo appeared next to the serious-looking anchor.

“Hey, I used to work for them.”

The man beside him, an older colleague in IT, scowled over the rim of his coffee cup. “Yeah, you said. And you built rockets, and you got replaced with an AI. These programs are getting better every year, pretty soon they’ll be replacing us in all the jobs that need a thinker.”

“Not really.” Ryan checked his tablet and tucked it back under his arm. “Machines can only do what they’re programmed to do. We’ll always need humans to double check their results, and troubleshoot when they go down…”

“Yeah, until they make an AI that can do that too. I mean, if an AI can make a rocket-”

“It’s not a very good rocket.”

“What? It made it faster, cheaper, hell, it even looks better.” The man glared at his coffee. “Face it, humans are becoming obsolete.”

Behind them, another IT worker had been listening in. Now she pushed her way in between them. “You guys haven’t heard?”

“What?”

“About the launch! It’s been all over the news, I thought you were following it-”

They were almost directly under the screens now. Ryan stepped out of line to listen.

“-again, we come to you live from the launch pad.” The program cut to footage of the boarding ramp. Irving Ismarildo stood in front of the hatch, wearing a blue space suit and beaming at the cameras.

“Today, machine innovation overcomes human inadequacy. The time has come when science fiction becomes science future!”

Another cut, to distance footage of the launch pad. Ryan had to admit, the rocket did look cool. Although he could tell from here the placement of the fins was off, and there was something about the engine bells that looked wrong. If he had the schematics in front of him maybe he could put his finger on it…

“Five, four, three, two, one…LIFTOFF!” The off-camera crowd screamed with excitement. “You’re watching the inaugural flight of OmegaBlaze with chief innovator Irving Ismarildo on board-”

The ignition flared and cut out. Ryan blinked. Surely it wasn’t time for the second stage already. A smaller, stuttering flare near the engine bells- just enough time to think that’s not right- and fire swallowed the rocket like flash paper.

As the results of machine innovation tumbled away in a cloud of smoke and glowing debris, the screen cut back to the shocked anchor. “I- it appears that OmegaBlaze has suffered some sort of mishap. We’ll- I mean, stay tuned for updates in this ongoing story-” A peppy jingle for phone insurance replaced the shot of flaming rocket fragments.

“Holy shit,” muttered Ryan’s colleague. Ryan pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts for the familiar number.

“Hello, Omega Intergalactic? I understand you need someone to debug an aerospace design program?”

FIN.

[brooklynbutterflyarts]

NASA Retro Style Travel Poster Earth your Oasis in Space Finest Quality Print Many Sizes Available This beautiful art poster is printed on high quality mat paper to the highest possible resolution using only original inks. You will be amazed at the contrasts, depth and detail of this print. Ideal for framing and dry-mounting. If you are not satisfied with the quality you can return the print for a full refund. combined shipping available. We also offer this print elegantly custom framed in various sizes and optional mat colors. Click link below to see framed options. https://www.etsy.com/shop/Brooklynbutterflies?ref=l2-shopheader-name&search_query=nasa

[catsonsynthesizersinspace]

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[fractallion]

🔗 Anti-Elon Musk Poster “Don’t Buy a Swasticar” in London Goes Viral. (Hollywood Reporter on Apple News)

The photo is taken from the moment Musk, also the founder of SpaceX, made ~what looked like~ a Nazi salute at Trump’s January inauguration rally, drawing criticisms from all over the globe. The poster dubs Tesla “The Swasticar.”

My edit because it’s important to get the facts right.

[nushsblog]

News analysis poster

For this assignment, we were first told to read the news daily and bring out 5 different news per day. Then according to that the entire class was divided into groups. My news article was on a spacex program and i was grouped in the technology group. My group members and I decided to work on AI.

This is the final poster that we made :-

We decided to make this poster on the topic that AI is human's helping-hand. AI helps us in so many ways. We researched a lot on this topic and it was so informative and overall it was a good experience working on this.

[sizzlingtigerglitter]

Perseverance: The Duct Tape of Dreams – How to Stick it Out Until You Win 

Ah, perseverance. That glorious word that sounds so inspiring in commencement speeches and motivational posters, yet feels suspiciously like chewing gravel when you're stuck in a creative rut or staring down a seemingly insurmountable to-do list.

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for chasing your dreams with the ferocity of a squirrel after a particularly plump acorn. But let's be honest, the path to success is rarely paved with rose petals and unicorn sprinkles. More often, it's a pothole-ridden highway decorated with flat tires, existential dread, and the occasional rogue banana peel.

So, how do we persevere when the going gets, well, not-so-good? How do we channel our inner Rocky Balboa and punch through life's metaphorical Adrian? Fear not, weary dreamers, for I come bearing gifts: the comedically absurd yet surprisingly practical guide to sticking it out like nobody's business. better focus and concentration

Step 1: Embrace the Inner MacGyver (Because Duct Tape Fixes Everything, Right?)

Imagine your goal as a magnificent spaceship destined for the glittering nebula of achievement. You've got the blueprints, the engine humming, and enough ambition to fuel a SpaceX launch. But then, BAM! Reality throws a cosmic wrench in your plans. The engine sputters, the navigation system goes haywire, and you're left floating in the void, feeling about as useful as a chocolate teapot in a space vacuum.

This, my friends, is where the MacGyver in you steps in. Duct tape (figuratively, of course, unless you're actually building a spaceship in your garage – no judgment) becomes your weapon of choice. You use creativity, resourcefulness, and a healthy dose of self-deprecating humor to patch up the leaks, reroute the circuits, and keep your dream spaceship (or career, or relationship, or whatever your metaphorical vehicle may be) hurtling towards its destination.

Remember, sometimes the most ingenious solutions come from the most ridiculous places. So, channel your inner inventor, embrace the absurd, and don't be afraid to get a little (or a lot) goofy in the pursuit of your goals. After all, who says saving the world (or at least your sanity) can't be hilarious?

Step 2: Befriend the Phoenix Within (Rise from the Ashes, Baby!)

Life has a knack for throwing metaphorical flamingos at your face just when you think you've got things under control. A project flops, a relationship fizzles, and suddenly you're curled up in the fetal position, convinced you've peaked at "unemployed couch potato."

But here's the thing: setbacks are like spicy wings – they burn going down, but they leave you wanting more (of success, not wings, unless you're really into that sort of thing). They're opportunities to learn, to adapt, and to rise from the ashes like a magnificent, slightly singed phoenix.

So, next time you face a flaming flamingo (or metaphor of your choice), don't wallow in the ashes. Dust yourself off, channel your inner Beyoncé, and strut your way out of the metaphorical fire. Remember, every setback is just a push-up for your soul, making you stronger, wiser, and even more fabulous in the process.

Step 3: Weaponize Self-Deprecating Humor (Laugh in the Face of Failure, Then Punch it in the Nose)

Let's face it, sometimes the only way to deal with the absurdity of life is to laugh at it. And what better target for your comedic barbs than your own glorious failures? Self-deprecating humor is the ultimate underdog superpower. It disarms negativity, diffuses tension, and reminds you (and everyone else) that you're not taking yourself too seriously.

So, go ahead, crack jokes about your failed soufflé, your disastrous haircut, or your inability to parallel park without hitting a mailbox. Own your imperfections, laugh at your stumbles, and let the world know you're okay with not being perfect. After all, who wants to hang out with someone who takes themselves too seriously anyway? Plus, a good laugh is a great stress reliever, which can give you the mental boost you need to keep pushing forward.

Step 4: Remember, You're Not Alone in the Circus of Dreams (We're All Clowns, Just in Different Costumes)

The road to success is a crowded highway, filled with fellow dreamers juggling flaming chainsaws, riding unicycles on tightropes

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Twitter Blue(s)

So Elon's reign as Twitter Technoking, ceo, owner, and Cto has gone so poorly, the man is turning into a corn cob. He tried to pick a fight with Wint, crapposter extraordinaire. As a tip don't pick fights with a satire account that has made 4 mildly successful bathroom readers from just his posts.

So let me, in my own insanity, post about Elon's time with the company and why he is the worst possible headliner for a social media company.

So Elon was forced to purchase the company after signing a purchasing contract that agreed at a certain price. He tried to waffle on the price, and got slammed into a legal vice at the Chancery Court of Delaware.

So he got some loans from... questionable parties and purchased the company after selling a lot of stock. A quick note, all of his companies are terrible, moving on. Well not quite. SpaceX isn't terrible. Isn't great, but isn't on government subsidy life support.

So Elon starts making Twitter worse. He makes the algorithm more arbitrary. Pushes his crap into everyone's feed. The worse decision is that he allowed people to pay 8$ for a verified mark, making all verified marks that we actually saw trolls. Eli Lilly lost billions in stock price after a bad actor said insulin is free.

Moving on. Elon kept tweaking the algorithm to promote him. In fact he has a special use case in the algorithm for "poster is elon". The more that people kept blocking him and his nazi "friends" the more and more he unblocked himself and kept pushing crappy changes. I don't like calling randoms nazis, but these kind of guys are literal fourth Reich kind of idiots.

What went wrong was the delusion that rich people are well liked on twitter. Elon thought people liked him.... no one does. He got booed at a Chapelle show. The crypto scam people hate him for mamipulating the currencies and not integrating their coins into twitter payments.

Remember that Musk wants to turn Twitter into X.com (several countries autobanned this) and then X.com into an actual bank. Given that the site runs so poorly, imagine giving him your money....

Every day he finds a new and interesting way to embarrass himself.