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artem1sc0re · 2 months ago

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I’ve reached the stage of watch dogs brainrot in which I’ve began to headcanon them as secondary school (highschool) students; including deciding on the subjects they’d do, what they get up to, etc.

I’ve spent the entirety of my week doing this so I hope the brainstorming somewhat stays accurate to the characters (if not criticism is accepted!)

So ermmmmm here’s the appearances

Clarification; I’ve had to make a couple of almost drastic altercations to Ray’s, Clara’s and Sitara’s designs because of uniform regulations; their canon styles are flashy/unprofessional and wouldn’t exactly be good representation of the school, as well as Ray’s hair possibly being too long/disheveled (because uniform regulations where I live are THAT strict that they dress code hair length on boys as well), so I apologise if there’s any inaccuracies with the characters🤧🤧

Here’s their year and the list of subjects they’d do (just as context before you read the transcript):

Aiden is a lower sixth; on his first year of A levels:

A level - Sociology, IT, Chemistry

GCSEs - IT, Double science, Home Ec & H&S

Ray is an upper sixth; studying A2 level:

A levels - IT, Design and technology, Physics

GCSEs - IT, Physics, History, Chemistry, Design and Technology

Jordi is a lower sixth; studying AS level (most of his GCSE subjects were filler):

A levels - IT, Chemistry, Spanish

GCSEs - IT, double science, Spanish, further math

Clara is a lower sixth, studying AS level:

A levels - Art, IT, sociology

GCSEs - Art, IT, design and technology, double science

Watch dogs 2 dedsec:

Marcus is repeating his first year of GCSEs (partially to get another chance at a better score, another part to stay by his friends):

GCSEs - IT, Media studies, History, Politics, single science

Wrench is repeating his first year of GCSEs (his scores were ridiculous /neg)

GCSEs - IT, Media studies, geography, Double science

Josh is repeating his first year of GCSEs (he’s a perfectionist and as much as resitting exams exist, he insists on staying back 1 year):

GCSEs - IT, Media studies, HE, Double science

Sitara is studying the second half of her GCSEs:

(Chosen) A levels - Art, H&S, Media studies

GCSEs - IT, Art, H&S, single science, further math

Horatio is studying the second half of his GCSEs:

(Chosen) A levels - English language, H&S, IT

GCSEs - IT, H&S, History, double science

Transcript for those who cannot read my handwriting:

(Photo 1)

Aiden

- face is always cold so he wears the mask to keep himself warm (and possibly to accessorise)

- cut thumbholes into his jumper/sweater for comfortability (had to get Clara to stitch it evenly)

- has a natural resting bitch face, makes it almost difficult for him to be read emotionally via expression

- if he isn’t revising for chemistry or doing IT coursework during lunch, he’s hanging in the art rooms with Clara

- low-key has a crush on Clara… (Jordi frequently teases him about it)

- confrontational; if it affects him or the people he knows he WILL stand up for himself/them, even to teachers if he has to

- shares chemistry classes with Jordi (who frequently yaps to him in those classes)

Ray Kenney

- has acne w/ growing beard/stubble

- couldn’t style his hair so he stuck with a mullet

- goes to a different school but turns up for shared education classes

- makes a business of selling his study notes (basically photocopying them then selling them)

- IT prefect

Jordi

- definitely was some form of a greasy kid during his first few years but then had the craziest glowup during sixth form -> no one bullied him because of his tendency to bite back. Hard.

- sells contraband around the school building -> no proof that he does sell it as he’s always subtle with his locations, changing around where he sells and hiding his stock pretty well

- the type of guy to shove you ten times harder in the corridors if you shoved him (intentional nor unintentional, and yes, people shoving people in the corridors is quite common at least in my experience 😭😭)

- can be a class clown but the teachers have no reason to tell him off as he gets work done and has surprisingly good test scores

Clara

- is pretty neutral when it comes to the dress code, even subtly bending the rules to her liking

- busy asf doing art or studying, though does appreciate the company given from time to time whilst she works

- shares sociology classes with Aiden

- organises revision sessions for IT with Aiden (and Jordi; he seems like the type of guy to third wheel for the shits and giggles but also to study too)

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Josh

- NEVER wears his blazer; finding the material to be too heavy

- always wears his beanie; if told to take it off he’ll proceed to put it back on the next class

- always ends up in the SEN (special educational needs) office frequently due to lack of co-operation

Marcus

- ABSOLUTE hype man during exam season

- Always instigates study sessions with the dedsec group

- mostly because he himself barely studies and usually he’ll sacrifice sleep to study

- Debate club member

Wrench/Reggie

- was able to get privileges to wear his mask

- most of the time gets dress coded for his pins or any other accessory he decides to wear almost on the daily

- decorates his blazer and bag with pins and patches

- when given an assistant under the name of ‘entitlement’ even when he declined, it painted him as an absolute ass due to his aggressive behaviour and lack of co-operation

- same as Josh usually ends up in the SEN office due to lack of co-operation

- draws on arms and hands frequently when bored + to retain attention

Horatio

- Similar to Sitara, is the more studious one of the group and makes sure to remind everyone of homework, school events + staff training days

- school council rep

- same as Marcus; is a debate club member

- Seems like the type of guy who’d know a lot about the teachers and would be able to hang around them due to being on their good side

Sitara

- Similar to Horatio; is the more studious one of the group

- has learned ways with bending the rules of the dress code with subtly hiding highlights, piercings and makeup

- Reminds the group about homework but usually sends the answers if nobody has it done

Some extra headcanons:

- Sitara uses sparkly highlighters when making revision stuff

- Wrench gets agitated with crowds in the cafeteria so Marcus helps get his food

- Jordi partnered with Aiden in chemistry classes primarily because Aiden low-key has leverage over him (by leverage I mean he basically knows the location of his batches of contraband)

- Marcus thrives in English language, especially in speaking exams because of his infectious nature and confidence

- everyone asks Josh for help in IT classes due to how good he is at it (they all share the same IT classes)

- if the WD2 dedsec all in separate classes, they have a collective oneNote document to make shitposts on and contact eachother with

- Wrench goofs off at various instances during revision sessions, even singing brainrot or catchy revision songs that pop into his head

- Marcus is NOT subtle with taking his phone out, that guy’s on it during break where teachers can see

- Ray knows what cars the teachers drive.

- Jordi never keeps his opinions on everyone and teachers to himself. Bro would not care if the teacher was right behind him. They call him a motor mouth for a reason

- Give Josh a swivel chair in a computer room and he will NOT stop spinning on it unless the teacher is talking

- if there’s a substitute, Marcus and Wrench watch stuff on YouTube during class

- Wrench doodles on textbooks that get reused (on a novel, he leaves comments and small doodles)

- Sitara vandalises science tables

- when Jordi, Clara and Aiden do revision sessions, Jordi tries to tease Aiden’s feelings towards Clara whilst the both of them drown him out; if he’s not doing that he’s studying with them and being the one asking the questions and shooting one or both of them a shit eating grin when they get an answer wrong

- Wrench does exams in a separate venue

- Marcus cannot study by himself unless he’s with the company of his friends, or unless he’s pulling an all nighter for a subject he cares about

- Marcus and Sitara take the same bus and stop at a local shop to buy sweets and snacks for everybody; tldr they are walking food banks

- Aiden is secretly a choir kid

- Jordi the type of guy to steal his friends’ food if he’s too broke to buy any or if he just couldn’t be bothered

#watch dogs #watch dogs 2 #fanart #traditional art #watch dogs 2 fanart #watch dogs fanart #Aiden pearce #Jordi chin #Raymond Kenney #Clara Lille #josh sauchak #marcus holloway #wrench wd2 #reggie blechman #sitara dhawan #horatio carlin #headcanons #alternate universe #watch dogs au #if anything seems offish in terms of school systems I’d like to clarify I’m from the UK #if anyone from the uk doesn’t see any courses that they do it’s due to the fact that I based this off of the courses my school does #i based Clara’s design from her concept art :3 #I STRUGGLED WITH RAYS DESIGN SO I APOLOGISE IF IT DOES NOT SCREAM RAYMOND KENNEY IF HE WAS IN A UK SCHOOL #some of these are based off of my own experiences in school! :D #I HOPE I MANAGED TO STAY IN CHARACTER WITH THESE IF NOT I APOLOGISE #PLEASE CRITICISE ME IM A PERFECTIONIST WITH CHARACTER STUFF #I apologise for any inaccuracies with the characters D;#I would do defalt and lenni but I’m not sure what I can do with them so just assume them as obnoxious school bullies #though if anyone does wanna see defalt and lenni then lmk 👀👀#anyway yap session over

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joanofexys · 7 months ago

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gimme the Jude lore

okay okay Jude Reyes lore incoming

little breakdown first:

26 years old

he/him, pansexual, cis

played for the Trojans for 5 years

graduated with a degree in sports journalism

has adhd and depression (in the rambling bit tw right now for mentions of self harm and suicidal thoughts tying into this)

only child and still upset about it

does the most out of all my ocs to work with college players, spends a lot of his free time flying out to different colleges to work with coaches and teams cause he likes and he enjoys it (gets a lot of teasing about becoming a coach in the future)

knows english and spanish

and oh yeah he's a dealer who will play as an extra backliner if needed

blonde, 6'3, big brown eyes

got his ears pierced cause Mara said he'd chicken out

So yeah Jude graduated from USC at the age of 23 and he was recruited for olympic court when he was 25. He considers the Trojan's his family and still keeps in touch with all the upper classmen who he used to play with. He's very much taken the Trojan attitude into his professional career. He's known as a team player on the court and also a huge activist off the court. He's now involved in presenting the Day Spirit Award every year and he's incredibly proud to have been apart of the team consistently winning it. While Ilya falls into the Just Some Guy category, Jude really takes it up like 10 levels into Golden Child territory. He's the favored one for press duty and is most involved with his teams social media. He's usually the one to sit down for the little games or the ask me anything's or the interviews everyone else deems pointless.

tw for self harm and suicide mentions, you can skip to the next bolded line if you need to

Jude was diagnosed with depression when he was 19 after he came to Rhemann confessing that he had been self harming for a few months after the workload with his class got more difficult for him to manage and he started thinking about committing suicide. He was diagnosed with adhd a few years later when he was 22 and now he now manages both with a mixture of therapy and medication. He's not perfect and obviously that didn't get rid of his depression but he has always had a safe space to talk about it and to get the help he needs. He advocates a lot for mental health in general but especially where athletes where it tends to get ignored with all the pressure put on them and he brings that into all of his relationships with his teammates trying to create a safe space for them. He is a huge factor in actually getting Em, Mara, and Florian to see therapists and he's who Florian calls after his 5th attempt and takes him to the hospital.

okay heavy bit over

I need y'all to know that Jude popped into my head literally today. He was named like 3 hours ago. So this is all just kind of developing as I yap about him. He's big on team inclusion. Doesn't want anyone to feel left out. At first Ilya really butted heads with Mara and Florian cause they were Raven's and Jude was basically the one to get sick of that and tell them they needed to shut the fuck up and put on their get along t-shirt

He's generally pretty outgoing and he loves a good party. And by party he means hosting his team and having some food and drinks and visiting with every one. Though he does go a little crazy after a win and he will probably not get home till like 6 in the morning and then will sleep for a full 24 hours

He comes off as very loud and flirtatious to most people, most people will think he is flirting even when he isn't and he has accidentally agreed to multiple dates before realizing they were dates and having to awkwardly let people down. He doesn't really date much, not seriously, largely because of how involved he is with the media portion of his job. If he does end up dating (and I don't have anyone set up for him yet) it'd most likely be another exy player who is also super involved with the media and interacting with the press

and yeah that's a little bit about Jude

#thanks to everyone who asked about him <3 #asks #codename-adler #my ocs #oc: jude reyes #aftg ocs #aftg oc #aftg

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beefcakeash · 5 months ago

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okay i need to yap about calum in this video please bear with me

first of all HIS HAIRRRRR IM LOSING MY MIND cal had always been a curly guy BUT THIS IS ANOTHER LEVEL ITS SO BIG AND FLUFFY please calum keep it you have such beautiful ringlets PLEASE DONT BUZZ IT we need this I need this

okay and sorry but his pokey nipples IM SORRY but he’s rivaling ashton bro they got the ac on HIGH in there and they better not change that headlights are ON he is GUMDROPPING

NEXT OF COURSE is him being his usual wack ass weird self SNIFFING THE MIC i love that view when he’s looking straight down at a phone camera it’s so calum it’s his signature

now okay. here’s my fucking everything. him speaking spanish and it’s such a basic sentence but ITS KILLINH MEEEEE BC THATS MY HYPERFIXATIONS IN ONE VIDEO i’m losing my mind he’s so cute and his pronunciation what a multitalented guy i love when he does that and the way he said summer with a soft roll on the “r” calum you’re so goofy and endearing im

and also he’s so true and open about the lack of farty bass lines in the industry i’m so glad someone’s saying something we’ve all been thinking and hopefully hes not just saying it and will put actions to his words

#por mi #cal #im sorry im having so many feelings #i might have to add more to this #THEY ARE IN THE STU!!! RED ALERT!!! THEYRE IN THE STU!!!#i am an ashton main but my calum cheat is SO heavy #yapping

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averysmallcetacean · 1 month ago

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k so a lot has happened recently and I just want to like, vent/yap ig, this is going to be a long post and I'm going to split it into bullet points for each thing (though some are interconnected) tw for bad mental health and sh/sui mentions (no pictures dw <33 ) - I'll give another tw when it starts

ok here we go!

1. I'm dropping spanish, I currently do 4 a levels, I'm in the final year of sixth form (yr13) and it's just been too much for me for a LONG time. I had a very teary chat with my main spanish teacher and yeah, now I just need to fill in the form (if I can find it on my school's godforsaken website lol). Luckily she was actually really understanding about it and while she's sad that I'm young she understands why

2. This brings me to number two, while my main teacher was ok with it, apparently one of the other teachers wasn't. I was in storytime today (a bunch of the older classics student all hang out while one of our teachers reads rude medieval italian fairytales - we started it on a school trip and it's essentially just chill hang out time). Anyway, this other teacher randomly comes in (she's never come to storytime before), but like, she's nice and it's fine so whatever. She stays for a few minutes then leaves but before she gets out of the door turns and says to me "so, do you like this better than spanish?" I was SHOCKED cause like, what do you say to that??? I think she found out I'm dropping and was upset or smth??? Anyway while I was standing there in shock my friend (parvus cuniculus saucius) stood up for me and said (in a light hearted way) "yes is the correct answer". Anyway, that was shocking.

3. I think I've developed feelings for the above friend (parvus cuniculus saucius) - idk if it's a crush or a squish or what. The only problem is that I'm SO NOT their type in any way & even if I was I don't think we'd work well as partners cause I'm a lot more introverted than them + I am kind of a lot to deal with and literally all my friends end up pulling away so like... yeah, essentially it's really dumb

3.5. This is minor but like I really just want to cuddle with someone, at this point I do not care who, not in a romantic way or anything, I just really love physical contact and find it reassuring and whtv, blah blah - I don't really know why and it doesn't really matter, tldr: I need a hug

4. This is where v light tw-y stuff starts!!! So I had a meltdown or smth yesterday in latin class in front of everyone (inc my friend) and it was really bad. I was crying, scratching at my neck, all of it, I was shaking so badly afterwards. Anyway, I'm now reay scared that this is the pull-away point for my friend, I don't want to lose them. They said they wanted to talk about what it was that upset me but that's just made me more nervous that they're going to get uncomfortable and leave.

I'm going into the reasons behind the meltdown now, this is essentially just a vent, major tw for stuff listed earlier!!!!!!

5. Ok so, the catalyst was stress about uni applications etc, but the main thing was that I've been planning to leave in the first two weeks of uni for ages and I know it's what I want/should do but it's kind of upsetting in a way, like I'm mourning the life I could've had. But at the same time I have the overwhelming urge to just leave, I've nearly left twice and I'm scared I won't stick to the plan. I'm just really scared.

The thing is, it's a mercy kill - my life is never going to get better. I really desperately want a close relationship with someone, but I'm so fucked that people get uncomfortable and never get that close (I'm a suic!d@l cvttr with no desire to get better - no one wants to be close to someone like that). Plus my arm is really fucked up from 7 yrs of sh and I'm ugly and no ones ever going to want to be in any sort of closer relationship with me, I'm too much

Also, I'm so constantly tired all the time from just living, I never go out or do anything fun, when I go to uni I'm not going to be able to make friends or do anything fun, i'll just work and sleep and that's it, I'm be completely alone and miserable. Independent life is going to be hard and miserable for me

so yh, I desperately want to and need to leave but I'm also scared

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marjaystuff · 5 years ago

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Elise Cooper Interviews Lynn H Blackburn

One Final Breath by Lynn H. Blackburn is the last in the Carrington County, North Carolina Sheriff's Department Dive Team series. Fans of these books will enjoy this action-packed, suspenseful, romantic read, but will also feel a bit melancholy since these characters will be put out to sea as this nail-biting series ends.

The plot begins with a gunshot. A teenager has been discovered murdered as he and his friend are swimming near a dock across the cove. The team, who was having a picnic nearby, jumps into action, grabs a boat, and rescues the body as well as another teenager in the lake. Blackburn excels at putting the reader into the investigation as they feel the depths of the water.

The heroine, Anissa Bell, captain of the dive team investigators, has had a problem with Gabe Chavez since before he was on her team. He worked undercover and would only dive once or twice a year, not enough in her opinion to stay up to speed with the rest of the team. Now they must figure out how to put their issues with each other aside and work to solve this case. Yet, because of the comradery of the whole team they have become friends and start to realize that there is an attraction between them. Both of them realize that they are fascinated and frustrated with each other.

As the investigation takes hold, dive team captain Anissa Bell discovers a link to her past and suddenly her life is in extreme danger as she becomes the killer’s next target. She wonders if it has anything to do with a cold case that directly involved her. Anissa grew up with missionary parents and planned on joining them, after finishing college, on the Micronesian island of Yap. But she remained stateside, determined to solve the crime that haunts her, the murder of her best friend and the disappearance of a three-year-old child. While working both cases Anissa and Gabe must find the killer before more bodies pile up, while attempting to keep each other safe.

Unlike many authors, Blackburn allows the reader to enjoy all her characters. Throughout the series she inserts them into each other’s featured book. Readers enjoy their comradery whether they are working together, or just enjoying each other’s friendship that has become family-like. Previous characters are revisited from the series, but reading the earlier books isn't necessary to enjoy this one.

This story will take readers’ breath away as they hold it wondering how the suspenseful story will end. People who enjoy a good mystery sprinkled with romance should read this series.

Elise Cooper: This year you lived in the Hurricane area?

Lynn H. Blackburn: It was not that bad for us, not like in the Bahamas. But the storm that came last year in Florida is something I had never seen before. It had to be a really big storm, a category 5. The storm actually sucked all the water out of Tampa Bay. This was a phenomenon that literally pulled out all the water. It sucked the bay mostly dry. People were actually walking around where there used to be water. It was really freaky looking. As the storm passed it released all that energy and created floods.

EC: Being a mystery writer did you think about a story?

LB: I did think that it would be interesting if someone threw something into the bay thinking it would never be recovered. Then the hurricane comes and after pulling the water away it becomes discovered.

EC: Why the environmental angle with this story?

LB: Having a degree in Chemical Engineering, my first job was as an environmental engineer with the South Carolina Department of Health and Environmental Control. Part of my job was dealing with water treatment. I thought of the potential threat to the water supply. Because the lake and divers are always in my story, I decided to do something along this line. Since I still have friends working there I brainstormed with them for ideas.

EC: There is also the part of the story where a child is kidnapped and sold to a parent?

LB: Sometimes as writers we do terrible things to our characters. I wanted something to happen to the heroine that would keep her in the states instead of going with her parents on a mission to Yap. I understand it is a fragile thing, to want a child and not be able to have one. There is also the fact that adoption is so expensive. All of a sudden someone comes up with this opportunity to have this person able to sell a child. I had thought if I wanted the adoptive mother to know or be in the dark regarding the kidnapping. This was a case of, ‘if it is too good to be true it probably isn’t.’ But having that level of emotion is easy to overlook because we want it so badly to come true.

EC: How did you find the disease Cryptosporidium?

LB: There was a couple of cases in the 1980s where there was a run-off with a lot of fecal material that contaminated the water supply. It is a horrible disease where people can actually die. For most people, it is a bad stomach virus, but for some it can affect those that are immunocompromised. The young, the very old, anyone who is currently on chemotherapy, is HIV-positive, or has had an organ transplant are at risk.

EC: The characters in your series do not drift off into the sunset after their featured book?

LB: I have a lot of readers comment on how they like seeing the friendship grow between the six characters. It was not something I set up intentionally with this series, but it is something I will do with the next series. It was a lot of fun not having to say good-bye to all the characters. What I do differently is that for the featured characters I get in their head. Each character has their voice, but in their book, I flush them out to give them a unique voice, something that is sometimes a challenge.

EC: How would you describe Gabe?

LB: Fun, charismatic, the life of the party, and does not think he wants to be serious in a relationship. Gabe is a tease. He was the class clown, but Anissa sees his deeper side where he is loyal and compassionate. Some of the humor and sarcasm is a defense mechanism on his part. His relationship with Leigh is like the little pestering brother. No one can stay mad at him for long.

EC: How would you describe Anissa?

LB: Serious, confident, and loyal. She comes across as more rigid that the others. Justice is important to her. She has a cold case, which is the hallmark of her existence, and is something she cannot let go. Anyone wronged or mistreated will have her help. I think she is a pragmatic leader who is kind, smart, and intense. She does have survivor’s guilt because of the cold case.

EC: Where did you come up with some of the personality traits of the characters?

First, Getting up on the wrong side of the bed?

LB: My sister and I used to share a Jack and Jill bathroom. I never spoke to her after both of us just got up. If I started to have a conversation too early it was not going to go well. She was the type like Anissa, ‘leave me alone until I have three cups of coffee.’ When she approached me, then it was safe.

EC: Do you dive?

LB: I was certified last year in the lake I used for a prototype of the fictional Lake Porter in my stories. Most lakes are murky and can be a little claustrophobic with a visibility of 10 to 15 feet. Last summer I got to dive in the Florida Keys. It had such clear water and visibility of about 50 feet. We were able to look up and see the bottom of the boat and all the fellow divers. It is just amazing. Diving in the Keys helped me to understand why people dive. But diving in the lake helped me to understand what my character divers would go through. Diving in the lake requires more of a reliance on touch.

EC: Do you eat cupcakes like Anissa where you tear off the bottom and make a cupcake sandwich?

LB: No, but I did try it for research. I actually do not like icing. If someone gives me a cupcake with a ton of icing I scrape 75% off.

EC: Did you write the Spanish phrases?

LB: I took a course in college. I also went on a mission trip where I learned to read and write it. But that was many years ago. For Gabe’s Spanish phrases, I had my friend who is Puerto Rican help me out. I told her what I wanted to say and she helped me with the syntax.

EC: How do you name characters?

LB: I usually give my bad guys with names that begin with K, D, or X, because they have a lot harsher sounds. I try to make sure I do not use the same sounds or names. Because my divers already had their names I would avoid ones that start with R or A. I don’t want it to be confusing and have readers get mixed up. The only time I did have my characters start with the same letter is when I did it intentionally, such as when I had all of Adam’s family all start with the letter A.

EC: Next book?

LB: This series was released between 7 and 10 months apart. The absolute minimum I need is 9 months. With the new series, I told my publisher there is too much change in my life so I need a longer deadline. I am truly thankful for it. The new series will come out in February 2021 and the focus is on the US Secret Service. The setting is not in Washington DC, but in a local resident office in North Carolina. If I get into the groove, I may try to write a novella tying in the two series.

THANK YOU!!

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the-green-scorpion · 6 years ago

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Is there anything that you have on your mind that you really just want/need to rant/gush about? If so consider this your excuse to do so lol

Hmmm… …I suppose I can get this out of my chest…

So I work for the news. Specifically, I work as a video editor for the Spanish News and Saturday Morning News at the WFMZ station in Allentown, PA. It’s a good job and I’m glad to have it, but it comes with a major drawback. I’m forced to see every bit of news that goes through the channel and then some. Now not all news is bad news, but it certainly feels that way. Homicides, accidents, natural disasters, sexual assault and abuse cases, there was a certain month this year where we had a school shooting once a week. It gets to the point where I begin to not feel anything about the events that transpired. I see a shooting happen in a nearby town and I’m like “Hm…just another Thursday.” But nothing compares to how disillusioned I’ve become to politics.

The political environment right now is volatile at best and a goddamn circus at worst. I understand that politicians might be under a lot of pressure, especially given the current state of the country, but the amount of stupidity that I bear witness to when I read about the scandals, the abuse of power, the talks of who is right and who is wrong, pretty much any time President Trump opens his mouth, it’s enough to make me roll my eyes and shake my head in disgust. It’s worse right now due to the elections and at this point I just want them to be done and over with so people will shut up about them. Especially because we have recently bore witness to some of the most insane hate crimes to have hit the country in recent times. The political ads, the coverage on debates, the retaliations be they violent or not, I’ve grown to not care about any of it mainly just to keep myself from going insane. I have absolutely no idea how people can stomach this crap. I’ve always hated politics, and recent years and my job have done nothing to alleviate that hatred. If anything, it has become worse.

I almost decided to not even bother voting this time around, believe it or not. I didn’t even want to vote in the presidential election either. I’m going to vote, but only for two reasons:

1. I feel it’s important, despite my feelings towards it.2. So people won’t yell at me for not voting.

I’ve had plenty of situations where people want to talk about politics with me and I either bear it, outright ignore them, or dismiss them completely. Politics make me angry, and while I acknowledge its importance and it’s better than living in anarchy, I’ve had enough to the point where I just want people to shut their yaps about it and not judge me because I don’t share their level of interest in it or because politics are complete and utterly stupid to me. I care about the people, and care about this country… …but when it comes to politics, I couldn’t care any less if I tried!

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enchantedzuyorker · 5 years ago

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Sam Gold - Looking Back On His Life, Tha Hundred Year War and the Gold Family History

The catalyst of the Hundred Year War began in 1871. Let's take it back to them days when the US Treasury went ass up and so it decided to seek help from global financiers and capitalists such as the Illuminati's Finest: Rothschilds and Rockefellers -- and the Global Bankers was giddy as hell, ready to buy off the USA. The Act Of 1871 was passed by the 41st Congress, and America was transformed into a business. A corporation. As a result, we was to deal with the fallout of this. Because of the incorporation of the United States, the state of Zuron was undergoing it's relegation to being the hoe-down bottom bianc to the newly-incorporated United States. Nearly a quarter of the Zuroni population was up in arms, and later began a series of raids, violent protesting, and angry confrontations with the US police that occupied Zuron. By the year 1872-1873, these raids would later escalate into a full scale war when one of the rioters who was a pyrokenetic, lit a boulder on fire and slung it at the US occupied Zuroni Royal Palace. By 1874, police began killin' women and children in their own homes, as part of Zuroni government policy, and planting bullets and arsenic in their dresser drawers.

My family history started in like, 1875 when my great grandfather was taken to task as a newfound revolutionary. The secret society, named the Zuronists, and the Order Of The Sacred Vibes, had planned and orchestrated the 100 year war, which was a series of wars. In 1876-1877, Zuroni Prime Minister Ariel Farrisau wanted to take this civil war to another level, by increaseing casualties within the civilian populace, considering dat 25% of the Zuroni population has been radicalized, they assume the same of the entire middle-class and poorer populations. He would later suggest raping the women and stomping on the heads of the infant kids, taking the Jesuit Oath way too srsly (and way too literally -- ain't surprising since he a Jesuit himself).

In 1881, my great-grandfather decided to become an anarchist and he fought in the War Of Zuron, which brewed into 1878-1879. The War Of Zuron made way for the Civil War of 1882, which went on from 1884. By 1885 to 1887, the Zuroni state decided to attack other countries such as Britain, France, Argentina, Russia (all of which are corporate charters themselves), etc so it can begin its hegemony. Alfred Perchenson started hanging with The Casanova family, who are a hidden Black Nobility that oversee Switzerland and are also members of Spanish Nobility, as well as with Illuminati financier and boss, Grand Duke Henri of Luxembourg. By the 1890s decade (1890-1899), since the USA's transformation into a corporation, it was easily conquered from within by Zuron after the Illuminati had engineered psyops within Zuron: (around 1890-91, they dropped bombs on the Highland Parkside, there was war over that; in 1892-93, there was a mass musket ball assault on the Peppy Store here in Detronas; 1894-95 was the founding of Zuronism, and the subsequent bombings; 1896-97 was the Zuroni government trying to implement the earliest form of Martial Law on the Yupaku islanders; and 1898-99 was around the era where the islanders rebelled against the Illuminist-Zuronist mafia and won).

At this point around 1905, every time a new government was established in Yupaku Islands, it was straight burnt to the fucking ground. Zuron was the last province to abide by the UCC Maritime Admiralty Law like every other country. By 1925, my great grandfather had already rebelled against the Jesuits by this point in order to take his country back, but he, as well as the rebels fighting against this UCC Law was all killed. In 1926-27, Zuron was also affected by the coming economic depression after the elites pulled the plug on the economy, and we was already penniless by the time 1928 and 1929. The President of Zuron, afraid of being killed by his Zuronist masters, didn't even bother to get the economy back on track, so he decided to flee for Argentina, leaving us high and dry. We wound up rebelling and destroying cop cars and shit starting in '30 or '31. By the time the Illuminati puppet came back in 1932-33, he was shanked to death out on the street. Serves his ass right. In 1933, the remaining cabinet of Zuron decided to cut a deal with The Federal Reserve, and they began putting the fractional reserve principle into practice. Banks don’t create creating money by making new loans to spend on this whole Hundred Year War.

In 1935 to 39, and all throughout the forties decade, the military niggas was dropping napalm in the city, killing thousands of rebelling citizens in the process. In 1941, Pearl Schuster crashed into the Zuroni Municipal building (it took 'em 30 years to build that shit back up), and in 1942-43, one of the Zuronists, Hans K. Paris, stepped outside of the shadows of the secret societies, and decided to run for Prime Minister of Zuron. He was close associates with The House of Savoy which have strong ties with Genova Italy ruled in Geneva Switzerland beginning with Count Amadeus V of Savoy. That same time frame, the Gothel Family was put further into the mainstream with this TV show, Anything With A Penis Is A Rape Machine -- this was around 1944-45. The show's creator, Gorthos Gothel, is a member of the British Crown's East India Company which controls the opium trade. My grandfather was also associated with the East India Company, met Duchess Rainia. The first half of they marriage was rocky as fuck, bordering on abusive -- especially the honeymoon stages. Eventually she would be able to relinquish the Duchess title and just be Rainia, gramma, and so she calmed down for the latter half of the marriage.

Needless to say, he too was drafted back into the East India Company's poppy fields in 1946-47, and he was stationed back at the Farnese Villa Caprarola, where he and the remaining soldiers would be under the watchful eye of the Jesuit Order as well as the Bourbon-Parma branch. Almost all of our motion picture films was published by Universal Film Manufacturing Company around this time, mostly because our own film company, Motion Sounds, signed a deal with them. By 1948-49, Joe Gothel and my great uncle, Karland Gold, were British Knights of the Order of the Bath and served the Windsor family. My grandparents would later take their marriage to new heights in 1950-51, after their friends invited them to the house of Windsor and shit. They would get involved into the Ninth Circle Cult in 1952-53, and by 1954-55 they partied at the Skull and Bones secret society at Yale. My grandparents decided to make the stupid decision to procreate, and my pops was born in 1955 -- and Bonesmen attended the day of my pop's birth. Needless to say, my family sold their fucking souls to the Illuminati umbrella. Unlike my grandparents, my pops lived a relatively "normal" childhood. And I say RELATIVELY NORMAL -- and I say that because he's had to live in fear of Bonesmen knocking on his bed room door, which made sense -- did you see my grandfather's connect with the various secret societies and royal bloodlines? Especially around 1956-57, when my grandfather and them Shriner niggas would yap for 6 hours about stupid shit.

In the beginning of the '60's, mainly 1960-61, my pops wound up becoming interested in the Shriners (mainly because my gramps put him up to it), as well as the Freemasons -- however my gramma decided against him even joining them secret societies, especially with the intensity of the Hundred Year War ramping up the intensity. In 1962-63 was when the bombs began dropping again, which haven't happened since the 30's. In 1964-65 was where the Zuroni elite would start with creating man-made viruses and shit and weaponizing them, and the government would spread that shit around and killing niggas with it. By 1966-67 was when the Hundred Year War would reach peak intensity when niggas started firing bunker missiles at each other. Pops eventually got fucking tired of this shit and rebelled at the age of 11 and decided to leave for Yukapu Islands, where he would eventually meet my moms. By the time they returned to Zuron City (which was 1968-69), my parents would meet up with then-15 year old Stasia, who was a tramp in training.

Come time around the 1970-1971. Rolestasia Esmeralda Gothel, better known as Stasia, Natika's mother, got her political career in lieu of a blood sacrafice for the Illuminati, and was therefore accepted in the Illuminati fold. She looked beautiful with her very voluptous figure, and a face of a temptress. When the then 17-year-old Stasia met the happy but struggling couple, she seemed very polite and charasmatic, very happy about her political career, but the mask would come off as soon as she moved in.

As the years passed, Stasia would come stay over at the Gold residence for weeks on end. But rather than greet them with kindness and respect, this time she greets them with indifference, and it later devolves into temper tantrums... and finally it devolved into beatings and bullying.. it did not take long for her to develop her tyrannical rule over the Gold household. She would boss my pops to go buy her beers, take up the whole house, and force my moms to cook her meals. If either of them said no, they were BOTH ripe for a beating. Or even a raping. She would talk to her political constituents about my parents being unfit parents, calling them "stupid" and "worthless".

It would be revealed that it was Sinbad who would order Stasia to call the police on the Golds and orchestrate the monthly raiding of their house. Regardless of whether or not they paid the bills on time. It was also STASIA's momma, Gorthos that would KILL my grandmother personally, after failing to get Harold or the rookie Pole Eyes Off Eye Seer to kill the elderly woman. Gorthos unloaded a shotgun round that would kill my paternal grandmother. my grandfather, Marshall Gold, came out of his nap and rushed to find his wife with a shotgun round in her stomach, lying on the floor, dead.

The killer, then 49 year old Gorthos, and her mother Anghella (under orders from Sinbad) had long since fled the scene. Marshall would later try to investigate the murder of his wife. And so the detectives find a young black kid ordering a pack of Skittles. The detectives arrest him after finding a pistol in his bookbag (Stasia planted it there). The boy was acquitted of all charges after not only finding out the boy did not use the gun to kill the elderly woman, but found out the pistol wasn't the murder weapon.

The deputy that would reveal himself to be involved would take all the credit (and the fall), and that was his gun in the first place. As soon as they believed that was the deputy that shot SG's grandmother, that was it. They locked the case down. It had went cold. The deputy would be jumped in the streets. Meanwhile, my gram ma's REAL killer (Stasia) is in the throes of World Politics, goes to G20 Summits, and is even the Vice Prime Minister of Zuron City. Gorthos Gothel, Stasia's moms, orchestrated the raid that would kill my gramma. The motive? A spat over a purse that apparently Mrs. Gold forgot to give to the Gothels, as well as failure to show up to the Gothel sacrifice ritual.

My pops got a job as a schoolteacher in 1972, before Sam Gold was born, and my moms was a former high class prostitute until she quit in 1973. She left the family in 1974 when Gold was young as she was to regret having to bring a kid into the world. She would return to the family a year later. 1975 came along, as his grandfather still wouldn’t give up the investigation on who shot my gramma. even after having the investigation was shut down by authorities.

I was born on November 7, 1975. By the time the end of '76 and into '77 rollin' around, my pops did everything he could to care for me and my family. It was a full house. My grandfather lived in the same house, my aunts lived here. My uncles lived here, My moms lived here. I lived here. Right here. Apartment 7735, in 7th Street -- right here in Detronas Project Housing. Around this time, the Hundred Year War had long been over -- it ended around March 1975.

My pops was always working hard to support the whole family, wetehr it be hard work in jobs or dealing dope the streets. However most of the time he was being unappreciated by my family, because we won't getting pleased enough. We were unsatisfied... we didn't think of him as a hardworking daddy or a human being, we saw him as a bank account. We just wanted fat stacks and gifts, we didn't give a fuck if he was sick or not. I hated him for leaving at first, but then I sat back and reflected on how we treated him. I asked the question -- was it any wonder he left us? With my poppy gone, the rest of my family didn't have the cap space to take care of me, so they sent me over to boarding schools and summer camps, where I would get mercilessly tormented, sent in time-out for no real reason.

Hell, when I was 5 (around '80 or '81), I was repeatedly beaten to an inch of my life. Tortured even. He didn't trust these child care programs for a reason -- he knew the Illuminati controlled these child behavioral programs. He's seen my transition from child drug dealer, teenage truther, to twenty something revolutionary. He's seen my shit life, and how I chose to turn it around. He's been seen me go through the same treatment during my relationship with Natika, hell he knows her own fatherless background.

The main 5 care takers/supervisors (Cassandra Coleman, Deanne Rush, Felecia House, Juanita Cruz, and Vanessa Brianna Beasley), all told my family that I was a demon baby who was under satanic possession, and when I wanted to go outside and play, the "care takers" would say I was outta control, because of the demons inside me, and they would beat me to an inch out of my life.

The days of torture began in '83, by the time I was 7, I wasn't even allowed to play with the other kids, they locked me in a small attic closet. I couldn't stretch out my legs or stand, but I could sit in it -- it was cold in wintertime, hot in summertime, but it was always roach infested. I was not allowed no sugar, no protein, no potassium. NOTHIN'. The only food I would be able to eat was apple sauce that one of the kids would sneak through the crack in the door. When I was allowed to eat, the care takers, especially Juanita Cruz (that fucking bitch), would tell me that every bite I would eat would ruin my figure. It wasn't even worth eating afterwards. I was in the hospital a lot growing up and I got a lot of treatments. Almost all the kids would get beaten, and every breath was controlled, much like every thought. We would all wake up tied to cots and get sodomized.

Me and Natika would get taken to modification facilities when Juanita would grow bored of us. Both of us would get tied to beds for days. Me and Natika would get multiple electric shock treatments. Me and Natika both met when I was 7 and she was like, 4 or 5. She was the main kid who would stand up to the "care takers" or so-called. As a result, she would get locked inside of the small attic closet with me. She would help me sneak food into the cupboard when the rest of the kids would be asleep. When we was caught, Natti would step in and take all the blame, after a while she would be used to getting her ass whooped. Shit got worse every two years. By the year '83, them ass-beatings would continue. At this point the whole dwamned demographic getting whooped and kicked down stairs, whether for a complaint, or for simply asking questions on which activity we would partake in. After a while me and Natika would bond for our love of video games. It was her and J-Mack who had introduced me to my 6 part circle of life: emceeing, DJing, breakdancing, b-ball, gaming, and graffiti art. I took up all 5 of them and I excelled at all 5 of them. Cruz caught me reading and writing and she took me into the bathroom and beat me into a coma.

For a month, By the year 1983, around the time I was 7, I had finally awakened from my coma and had to relearn all of his basic movements and logical synopses. For this, video gaming turned from becoming a simple basic hobby into something I took seriously, wether it would be home console games, card games, or arcade games. My gramps and me would escape the Zuron City Care Centre and would later travel to Japan, where he would later train my brain into the art of Wing Chun and arcade gaming. He had since picked up on a lot of Asian culture, especially Japanese culture and how seriously they took gaming, and began to adopt said philosophies. I would later return home and re-study the subjects he had neglected around the time of my coma -- The Occult, Symbolism, Conspirituality, Secret Societies, and Astrotheology. At this point I would later get addicted to traveling, and would later be able to build a plane based on the knowledge he took in Japan.

I would later travel to Afghanistan, Algeria, Angola, Antigua and Barbuda, Armenia, Albania, Argentina, Australia, Botswana, Belarus, Barbados, Belize, Bhutan, Britain, Brazil, Chile, Colombia, Cuba, Canada, Congo, Cameroon, Chad, China, Dominica, Eswatin, Ethiopia, Ecuador, Egypt, France, Fiji, Guyana, Germany, Gabon, Guatemala, Greece, Guinea, Haiti, India, Iceland, Israel, Indonesia, Iran, Iraq, Italy, Japan, Jamaica, Kazakhstan, Kuwait, Libya, Lebanon, Luxembourg, Liberia, Latvia, Kenya, Korea, Malaysia, Mexico, Mali, Malta, Moldova, Monaco, Mozambique, Malawi, Maldives, Madagascar, Morocco, Nigeria, Nauru, Netherlands, New Zealand, Oman, Pakistan, Palau, Palestine, Peru, Paraguay, Poland, Portugal, Romania, Russia, Rwanda, South Africa, Spain, Sri Lanka, Sudan, Switzerland, Sweden, Samoa, Somalia, Suriname, Senegal, Serbia, Saudi Arabia, Syria, Taiwan, Togo, Trinidad and Tobago, Turkmenistan, Tunisia, Tanzania, Tanzania, Thailand, Turkey, Tuvalu, Uganda, United Arab Emirates, Uruguay, Vatican City, Vanuatu, Yemen, Yugoslavia, Zimbabwe, and later Zambia… and all so I can get familiar with the customs and the environments in said places. I would go back to Zuron for a remaining week to go see my moms and her fam in the hotel and stay with them.

By the time I was forced to return to the Care Centre, I would see Cruz sucking dick in the daycare kitchen, when they was watching. We would get our asses beaten the next day. The man she was with caught wind of this and left her ass. The breakup would only worsen Cruz's temper, and pretty much made it more unpredictable at this point. Her favorite punishment, for any kid who would cross her, or call her out on her bullshit -- or she sees some young nicca doing some she she just plain finds distasteful, she would mix into a trash bin some NaOCl + 2NH3 --> 2NaONH3 + Cl2, which is scientific formula code for ammonia and bleach concoction, and would throw a kid, whether it be me, Natika, Tayla, J-Mack, or anyone, in the janitor closet -- with the concoction, until we lose consciousness. Natika wound up warning the parents about the daycare center, but there wasn't shit they could do. As a result, me, J-Mack, Natika, Alex Hutch, Chris Dolmeth, Tony-D, Cita, and Tayla -- all made escape attempts, and all of them failed, and we would all get locked in the same room, sometimes resulting in me, Natika, and J-Mack getting sent to modification facilities.

By '85, I went to church -- as enforced to -- every Sunday. However I made the mistake of thinking I could trust a pastor named James Willis. He had me training immensely and wearing black belt by the time I was 9 to 10 years old. At this point he had me studying the Bible and shit, I dunno. There was a lot of shit that took place. Our friend, Tayla, who was there for our first escape attempt -- was bludgeoned to death by Cruz and the other care takers at the age of 9 (RIP, 1975.09.03 - 1985.03.03). Shortly after this I was visiting my Pastor/Communist Soldier. He started to notice I was growing into myself a little. He would take me to his king-size bedroom, lays me down on his bed. He started feeling on me and shit -- I instantly screamed like a bitch and he put his hands over my mouth, threatening to beat my ass should I make a sound. I never made a sound after that, not after he ripped my pants and underwear off and started thrusting his dick into my asshole.

Getting raped became an everyday thing. He would attempt to murder me around the times I have struggled and cried. So I just let it happen the next times he's done it. My mind became split in half. Getting raped in the bootyhole became an everyday thang afterwards. The worst part of this all is this is the closest I have came to being "loved" -- because getting bootyraped in church, despite how horrifying it was, but it beat being locked in the janitor closet with ammonia and bleach mixture and dealing with Cruz's temper at the Zuron City Care Centre. At least the 'passa wouldn't kill me, as for Cruz, I was never sure that she wouldn't kill me. So my childhood was like this: go to the daycare to get locked in a attic closet eating apple sauce on the weekdays, and at 3, go to the passa's house so he can do me up the booty -- and I have no say in it. That was my childhood. At this point, Natika was ordered to leave Zuron for Hollywood so her grand momma Gorthos was planning to mold her in 2 a promising child actress. Ambassadors of the Society Of Jesus, i.e The Jesuits, would visit Gorthos on a very frequent basis to encourage Gorthos to shame her daughter on her suicidal attempt, in which she complies… and she complied well.

In the year '87, by the time I became an prepubescent, the Zuron City Day Care Centre was shuttin' its doors, so we wound up being thrown into the wild and we went to school full time. It was horrible and the teachers was totalitarian, almost like Nazi Germany, or Mao Tse Tung’s “Great Leap Forward” in China (widely recognized as the greatest disaster in an attempt to construct a centralized economy). Them mothafuckas would bully us, whether we did wrong or not, and when we did chew gum in class or disrupt, the punishments and retributions the Zuron City High School would dish out would be disproportionate. After the said disproportionate retribution was meted out, they would continuously harass and bully the student for said slight. The deans and principals fit it, causing more destruction than the teachers. Me and other students would question what we was reading in the school books and we would get our asses beat. It got to the point where I started drinking 40 oz at the school (I had been drinking alcohol since I was 9), and I was addicted to drugs, wether they had been narcotics or pharmaceuticals). I was sick almost all the time, and by the time me and Natika slept together -- Natika had night terrors from getting raped in Hollywood Town in Zuron City, in Disney, where she was getting her first gig back in '88, at the age of 9. Both of us was coughing up bl00d at the time. Our bodies was paralyzed because of the abuse, damaged ribs, muscle structure and nervous system getting caught between 'em, dead nerves in the abdomen (which is where my Anarchy tattoo is located) and a torn diaphragm.

At this point I'd had enough, I wound up getting into fights in school, fights with the teachers, fights with the dean, fights with the security officers. That shit was what got me expelled from that school. And finally, got into a fight with Cruz when she was informed of what I did and won. She wound up snitching on me to the po-pos and I wound up facing a year and 1/2 in men's prison -- in REAL man's jail, nigga. Once again I got into fights with the correctional officer faggot muhfuckas. I found out that J-Mack, Chris Dolmeth, Alex Hutch, Tony-D, Purrpy McVay, Iverson, Lil' Dak-Dak, Kapo, and Zarius Kid -- were all in the same prison, and later on in the second half of my prison sentence, we would all be shacked in the same cell. It turns out we was all facing assault charges and got into hella fights, sprayed murals on libraries and shit -- and this is where I REALLY started writing raps. We would be released from jail around January '89, and at this point I started taking the "Sam Gold Circle Of Life" seriously, especially the first 3 elements of hip-hop. However they wound up taking me into modification once more, and I suffered amnesia after the last electroshock treatment. I didn't even know who my abuser was, who the other kids was, who my family was, my pets neither. I didn't even know what this town was. I found out that Cruz fled Zuron to live in Cali and some other shit. By the time I showed my face in West Detronas again, a lot of shit had changed.

At this point I wound up joining the Church Of Zuronism, an ideology that espouses Satanism, Dark Luciferianism, the Black Sun Cult belief systems, Illuminism, Dark Atonism, and other forms of Dark Knowledge. However, I would also study philosophical anarchism, conspiracies, the occult, secret societies, symbolism, magick, mysticism, consciousness, mind control, natural law, demonology, forager societies, etc, around this time -- and I would rebel against their orders immediately, them niggas started not to like me. By the year 1991, I amassed a shit-ton of knowledge by the time at the age of 15, and around this point I would begin my career professionally.

At this point in '91, I wound up ripping up my birth certificate and become free. I was 15 at this time -- my rapist killed himself. He blew his head off, niggas had to scrape his brains off the wall. I went to the nigga's funeral and tell niggas how great he was, but I couldn't cry. I just fucking screamed into the rooftops and shouted curses for the neighborhood to her. Didn't know why I did it, I just did. I was numb, dawg, especially after that treatment. I found out this Passa/Marine was rapin' lil' boys, done it for 20 consecutive years, and I was his fuck toy for like 5 of them years. After a series of events, my niggas, especially J-Mack, got me out of that NWO infested environment and moved me to East Detronas, the hood of the hoods. I learned to hustle, sell crack, get involved in the drug game and make that dough. I got involved in the street life, the nightclub life, living the rapper's hood lifestyle -- all the while in the daytime, I was a rebel nigga tagging up walls and street tunnels, getting involved in riots, playing street basketball, and writing and recording rhymes. However inspire of the drug game granting success, none of that shit mattered. I would still experience night terrors, I would still remember the abuse within that fucking Day Care center, I would still remember getting ass raped by that pastor in church. I would still remember the teachers bullying and harassing me. However my homies invited me into the G40 circle, the Zuron City rap scene. I accepted the invitation.

That's what pretty much jumpstarted my career, that time in my life. spending my whole childhood dabblin’ in the shit. Almost all the songs I made, I made like damned near 100,000 songs over the course of teh decade, and around 50% of them went Gold. Only like, 0.78125% of my shit went Platinum (and only 3 of 'em became singles). Near the 4th quarter of '92 and into '93 I released “It’s A Gold Thang”, and that shit went #25 on the Billboard Charts, and it went Platinum. I then petered out after the realization that I was in the Illuminati – and finding out that this whole agricultural society, including the music industry, was run by Luciferians, Dark Occultists, and a Black Sun Priest Class. To find out that your world was a lie, and at 17 years old at that, it’s traumatizing. At that point it took me 2 years to get me out of that contract. I eventually did, but the beef between me and the Illuminati had begun. Because of this, and the fact that I couldn't smoke a fucking pound of w33d, I left the Church Of Zuronism -- that shit was wildin'. I don't fuck with them niggas, so you been t0ld. However, me and Natika would resume our relationship after I left the cult.

Near the end of '94 and into '95, I released “Mid-Coast Vibes”, when the rap group Midcoastsidaz was a thang. Me being 19 years old at that time, I found myself back into the street life, dealing all sorts of drugs and eventually gun-running. That and I found out Natika was a computer hacker and a tech freak, at that point we got closer. Meanwhile the Midcoastsidaz was poppin back in 1995. In the year 1995, at the age of 19, I decided to pass the time recording new tracks, performing in major hip hop clubs, and helping my homeboys (Jimmy Mack, Tony D, Alex Hutch, Chris Dolmeth, Dave Coast, Lynch Dawg, Tray Lu, Zarius, and Purrp McVay) on they hip hop projectz, as well as getting them out of their Illuminazione production deal. Chris Dolmeth also was attemping to promote his R&B boy band Ideation at this time too. On August 1995, Ialso released my second (or third) Gold single, "Gold World", and I became an underground sensational favorite at the age of 19. Even after that success, I was making jack shit off of this rap shit -- like, $312,500 -- and I split it with Natika -- who blew almost all her cash on gaming, techie shit, nail polish and dildo practice. It got so bad that I gave up my remaining $156,250 away and slept in the dumpster hunting for food. Aside from Jimmy Mack, Tony D, Chris Dolmeth, Alex Hutch and Dave Coast sleeping in the dumpster with me. I wound up finding my Natti Cake in the actual trash pile outta her mind. This nigga billionaire crime lord and rap mogul Mister Preme (born Derek Owen) wound up signing J-Mac, Tony, Hutch, Dave and Chris to a deal with Universal-owned Zuron based Detronillac Recording Corporation, and he took them outta the dumpster and primed them up for the big time. Preme was gonna sign me before Natti mouthed off to him. They all got on the bus and they left me and my girl in the dumpster.

By the 4th quarter of 1996, me, Tony D, Chris Dolmeth, Alex Hutch, XVI2, Zarius, Purrpy McVay, Dave Ivy, Jimmy Mack, and Big Kapo was recording the “Detronas City Anthem”, but we didn’t finish the song until the middle of '97, because around that time I was rollin’ with this street gang called Venom Lordz, all the while Kapo, Ivy, J-Mac and Tony was fightin each other over the single. I was 21 at this point in my life. Kapo would later ink a deal with Uptown Records, and would record his album there, but as soon as it was primed for release, MCA began crumbling and the unreleased album got lost in the shuffle. We decided to release the single in June of '97. The shit was my first Platinum single, like EVER. And it rose my profile significantly – and it put Detronas on a national mic, tbh. Not to mention, in 1997, Kapo would later establish his AMP label. AT this point my relationship with Natika took a dark turn for the worst, she and I faded each other all the time, and over stupid shit too. I was even further depressed after reading even further into the fact that the industry I was taking part in was Satanist infested, what with the 666's, the devil horns, and satanic imagery. That and I realized the dream I was chasing, the "American Dream" was all a fucking con job created by them same Luciferians I worked with back in my teen years. I went in my fucking room, shut the computer off, curled myself into a corner and cried for most of the night -- and at this point my music became more depressive and emotive. I spent the rest of '97 going through the motions and ignoring the gun in the r00m.

Nearing the end of '98 and going into '99, I recorded “Zu-Pimp”, put that single out, and that went Platinum in within a few weeks into 1999. Kapo would sign all of us to his AMP label, and then he would upstream his AMP label to the legendary Detronillac label, which was under the Universal Records and Universal Music & Video Distribution umbrella. However, my m00d darkened when my protege Daliib was shot dead when me and him was runnin' from snipers in April of'99 (he was 19) -- I grieved heavily after that, and believe me that was a LOOONNGGG ass grieving process trust me. My m00d darkened even further when Natika told me she was pregnant. The arguments between me and Natika got worse after whether or not we were to spare Tamberine the horrors of existence. I would drink myself into a depression, because considering my tortured past, I was remorseful, thinking I would put her through this bullshit later on in life -- and it'd fuck her up just as bad as it did me -- I turned to antinatalism, efilism and negative utilitarian thought around this time frame. Even though Natika did wound up understanding what I was trying to say -- she still decided to keep the baby. It was at this point where the relationship fizzled away, and I stayed at The Zelter House more, where Jimmy Mack, Tony-D, Chris Dolmeth, Alex Hutch, Lynch Dawg, Tray Lu, Zarius, Purrpy McVay, and Dave Coast resided. By September 9, 1999 -- my daughter Tamberine would be born in the midst of my massive success at that time.

At this point I went through all the emotions of learning about Big Brother, Natural Law, Mass Media Mind Control, Agenda 21, Georgia Guidestones, Codex Alimentarius, Chemtrails, Flouride and Aspartame, Cannibis Oil, Freemasons, NWO, Illuminati, Project Avalon, MK Ultra, Monarch Programming, Club Of Rome, Monsanto, Jesuit Order, Kaballah, Fake UFOs, The Saturnalian/Zoroastrian Bloodlines, Fake Jews, Vaccines, Transhumanism, Child Trafficking, Adrenochrome, Satanic Rituals, Pizzagate, False Flags, Gun Control, Esoteric Science, Sephirot Death Cult, Baal/Bull/Bill, The Occult, Secret Societies, Symbolism, Demonology, Black Magick, Mysticism, World War III, Armageddon, Martial Law, The White Dragon Society, Ancient Egyptian Trinity, The Pharoahs, DUMBS, RFID chips, AI, Journalism, Unlocking Theological Anomalies, Esoterica, EMPCOE, etc.

By 1999, I stopped giving a fuck about what niggas thought. At the age of 23, I would give up on labels and decide to push forward, performing in clubs and battle rapping just to get known. I would later dye my hair red and wear a black hoodie (or wear a black 4XL shirt) – and 5 tattoos (an Erisem tattoo on my right bicep, a Tamberine Emelyn tattoo on my right arm, a Sam Gold on my left bicep, a 78125 tattoo on my left arm, and an Anarchy symbol on my abdomenal area; I would wear a G-Shock sportswatch on my right wrist, and a diamond wristband on my left wrist, with a pair of baseball gloves), and a pair of black Lugz Boots, completing my Sick Touch look for the 9-9 and onwards. All three of my singles sold like 1,000,000,000 copies to date, and at this point, This was more than enough clout to just leave the major-label brand -- and then go to sign a distribution deal with Universal Music & Video Distribution around 1999. I would later work on my EP, named Thermilliation, around the 3rd quarter of '99.

In 2000, I then met numerous rap, punk rock, heavy metal/screamo, country, and R&B singers in the Zuroni mainstream. I held my tongue, for I was a puppet of the mainstream labels myself. In 2000, I decided to adjust my color scheme, and stayed in my ghetto neighborhood in the Detronas Projects, while Tamberine was at my pop's house at the moment. My crew lived in the same projects, and they even lived in the same apartment room.

Near the beginning of the 2K1, I entered the 2001 Epic Bowl Battle Rap Championship, where the grand prize was a replica of the Vince Lombardi Trophy, and $1,000,000,000 in prize money. I took on all of my opponents and finished them all ruthlessly. I str8 up ATE 'em. Wowed the crowd in the process. I got to the championship and faced Jim Beam, who won 3 consecutive championships -- and dethroned that nigga. Thanks to me becoming the new Epic Bowl Champion, relish wasn't hard to come by no more. That $1,000,000,000 prize money was MINES. To celebrate, I finished recording Thermilliation into 2001, and in 2001 was when I founded my Sick Touch label, while still on the Universal umbrella. After I won that Epic Bowl Battle Rap Championship, I toured in Argentina, Australia, Brazil, Britain, Colombia, Cuba, Canada, Dominica, France, Fiji, Germany, Greece, India, Iceland, Indonesia, Iran, Iraq, Italia, Japan, Jamaica, Korea, Libya, Lebanon, Malaysia, Malawi, Mexico, Malta, Maldives, Netherlands, New York City, Palestine, Peru, Russia, Saudi Arabia, Spain, Syria, South Africa, Tanzania, Thailand, Turkey, Uganda, and Yemen in Q1 2001. After that tour, I released my debut EP, Thermilliation, in June 7th, 2001, and that shit sold like, 1,000,000 copies in it’s first week. Eventually, on September 7th, 2001, them sales multiplied by 128x that. I would sell 1 BILLION, baby. I would go Diamond off that EP alone. The shit had 25 tracks on it, it felt more like an album. However I had 75 more tracks made around that span -- and made that shit into a compilation. BOOM. Released that shit months later in September 7th 2001. DIAMOND CERTIFIED. I still make mills off this EP to this day.

Everything was totally NEW by the year 2002, and I decided to record my debut album. Inspired by me listening to the Slim Shady LP, I decided to add "LP" to my album title to give it some oomph. My skills attract Zuroni teen rap sensation Kamaal, who has since released his debut album around the same time as me, and became just as popular as his idol (he became a fan of Samethyst through his material from 1997, saying his favorite album was Welcome To Thundaground, so he was a fan before his massive fame. 2002 was also a great year for the Zuroni hip hop scene, for it began to gain a massive following since Thermilliation was released a year prior to it (2001). Rapper Rawn's Kassassination was released in February 2002, Massa Kaine's Life Unto Part was released in 2002, LCN's Confrontayshuns Of A Homeless Gangsta was re-released in the year 2002 (though it was originally released in 2000). In September 2002, I decided to have his own summit with the Thundaground crew, for he discussed a lot of music, red pill and activism related subjects. Soon after this, me and my crew released our second album, Epic Bowl Championz, on September 10, 2002 on Full Circle Music, which was bought out by my Sick Touch label.

At this point it was ALBUM TIME. In '03, I put out The Sam Gold LP, on February 6, 2003, to worldwide critical acclaim. I would become the first autistic hip hop recording artist to go Platinum. The album’s subject matter ranges in between conspiracies and occult related topics, suicida ideation, arson, mental illness, and antinatalism. My album would become a bestseller in Zuron, and would go Gold worldwide. Know what I'm sizzlin', "Detronas City Anthem (The Finale)" was on there! I made a song about my drink, niggaroni, it's called Dross Juice, that's on the album! "Lugz And Gasmask" is on there, nigga who wouldn't wanna go to a war with some baggy ass sweats, Lugz Chargerz and a fuckin' GASMASK! WILD as fuck. Tha SMASH HIT SINGLE, "I Don't Wanna Live", that's on the album . Sold like, 1,000,000 copies to date. The whole world went nutz. I got arrested not long after this album. Got tried at the World Court. Around the time I was in jail, I heard word that Natika wound up building orphanages and homeless shelters for struggling Middle Easterners, with my proceeds. She even fought alongside her Palestinian brothers and sisters against the Israeli occupiers that her moms supported. Two years have passed and she is respected amongst the Middle East. But she feels as though its time for her to leave. Shit was heartwarming as fuck, she finally found her purpose, it seemed.

Shit was gon change by the time 2004 rolled in. I would fade random people, or just flat out assault political and religious figures on a whim. Me and my homeboyz would raid other mainstream rapper's club parties. I would get into riots a lot more frequent basis. I would snort coke off the crotches of sexy female models if given the chance to go to these house parties. In many cases, I would fuck Cita in the VIP Room (and a couple of other video models). In April 6th of '04, I was arrested for disturbance of the peace, riot inciting, but it was also a ruse for an even more serious crime: a domestic violence case. Simbad had crafted up a made up story of how I beat Natika back in 1997 (even though those injuries were the result of a bad fight, and the injuries Natika sustained back in '01 are from Gorthos Gothel savagely beating her and throwing her around like a ragdoll). By ‘04, I got myself in some major beef with them Illuminati sellouts named Leadaz Of The Free Nation, but me and my crew wound up squashing it after Tony brought a gun into the situation. I would hold the record of getting arrested the most times in a year -- smoking weed in the back of a po-po car would piss off any po-po officer. That and call them servants of Luciferian Occultists. Which they is. Had to say it, yo! I even beefed hella with Gamian Ritter, Sean Gotti, and J. Willis. I stopped fucking with Don Bling, them niggaz backstabbed us in AMP. Me and Emerald Shields kept it cool, we still talk every once in a while. But me and Bling ain't got no words. December of '04 was when I was drinkin' hella Caribull Vodka (Red Bull, Vodka, Sprite, Orange Juice, Grenadine), OD'd on the shit too, as far as I can remember.

2 years later, I had an Anghellic moment, I was now 29 years of age, and I would follow this up with the more aggressive same-day dual release: Rebel/Revolt which were released 2 months later on May 03, 2005. I wanted to go back to my Midcoastsidaz roots, and it had been 10 years after that shit was released, with a pint of darkness -- and that shit sold like 1,000,000 copies apiece. We wound up releasing The Rogue Demonz Show by Hemdula, Criminal Tendencies by J.J. Moneybagz, The Shit List by Liquid Se7en, World Renowned by Gang Green Crew (their debut), DJ Spill's Destructiv death metal band Triumpf's Livin' Legends, Horrur's album Absolute Largess, Joey J's Rise Up, Chris' Dolmethland, Blak Bloc's Chaos VS Order: 1312, and Zuron City Clique's Zuron City All Stars. However, there was a lot of violence, even within them times -- some niggas within the Illuminati that started a shootout with Big Kapo because he refused to pay they ass. Me, being a real nigga, decided to pull my TEC-9 and fired at them. The Illluminati hit men shot and killed Platinum-selling artists Jabrielle McClain, Remy Byrd, Ori "Orion" Pierre, Da'kuan Muhammad, and Zohn Dorsey, all artists that got killed in the midst of the action. My homegirl Cita was shot and wounded in that crossfire as well -- and it would take a while until we started fully hanging out near the end of the year.

I also heard that Natika's altruism lead to her gettin' ostracized by her family. Her ring to the middle east and finding a purpose hurt her family's precious little fee-feez, and oh boy my nigga, riots were abound and lots of butthurt had come to the surface. When she would go to Gothel Family Reunions, she would get nasty looks from all of her family members. It was at this point that Natika would realize that she had become a pariah among her fam. One of them even threatened to kill her "COME PROVE YOUR A MUSLIM TERRORIST YOU TRAITOROUS SAND NIGGER SPIC, WE WILL KILL YOU", and she had to come defend herself and Tamberine. This ended in a battle against her family members. Not only that, the whole City of Gothelia wanted to off her -- and on April 4, 2006 (4.4.06), they got their wish. While Natika, me, Jimmy Mack and K-Vall was taking joyrides around Gothelia, one Gothelian was armed with a crossbow -- and he/she shot the laser crossbow thru the driver's seat of the car, the bow went square in her head, killing her instantly. She was 27 at the time. I couldn't even help but cry my ass off son. I heard the next day, everyone in Gothelia celebrated her death. On top of this, my moms gets diagnosed with panchreatitis on Natika's 28th birthday (August 4th, 2006).

Even worse, on March 7th, 2007, I become subject to an Illuminati Blood Sacrifice, just know that the Anarchist message will help these kids bring that spark to expose this New World Order. I got something on my pager and say "GET READY TO DIE", and I kinda complied. I wasn't afraid of my own coming death. I do worry however, is that kids all over the world won't get to see my message because it goes against the Illuminati. Wether it would be that the Illuminati that wipes out my message and preventing my message, whether it be the parents of these kids who prevent them from listening to my message and taking action upon learning what I learned. I don't know. That fast life during my early years of fame got me even more suicidal -- I wanted to die nigga -- so I decided to go kamikaze and crash my car into the Illuminati people's van - face first! I wound up in the hospital in a comatose state for about a month or two, before eventually surviving. I eventually survived that shit. In the midst of this, the damage done to Detronillac was already done, and so it closed it's doors in April of '07, and AMP Entertainment shut down after co-Gamian blew most of Kapo's masters and publishing on a casino, alongside our label earnings as a way to pay the Illuminati. I wound up leaving AMP, Detronillac and UMG and I took my albums, and my Sick Touch label -- with me.

2 years after AMPs dissolution, I signed a distribution deal with Tropicala Distribution, another distribution arm of Universal. It was at THAT point where I would later release this fourth album, Counterfeit Dreams, on September 3, 2009, which was my darkest album, YET. I let the darkness and destruction consume my ass throughout the entire album, I talked moreso about darkness, death, gore, the occult, went even further on the arson and shit, etc. However, this shit sold 1,000,000,000 copies to date -- it didn't reach Thermilliation numbers, but it was close. THIS album was the one that opened a LOT of doors. And I re-relelased The Sam Gold LP, and Rebel/Revolt on Sick Touch as well. Now you get the full package, and the rest, as they say, is history.

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I. This doesn’t begin with the fire, but it’s as good a bookend as any— just one tableau of many featuring the usual cast of accusatory fingers and the figures in their line of ire. Those whom rules have favored and those who know what it is to suffer. We’d never been to that space, never met the artists and attendees who perished in a building like the wooden belly of a ship, but we know places like it, have danced and sung among fairy lights, handmade lofts, puppets built by da Vinci’s latest incarnation as a trans girl. Those people shouting shame over building codes have likely been the comfortable kind exercising freedom not to be spat on, threatened, killed for being observably at odds with the bodies they were given. Yes, I said those people, and I meant the enfranchised yapping like lapdogs from narrow confines, not the beings residing in rinky-dink bedrooms/garages that double as performance spaces for bands nowhere else will book. I’m a straight-seeming cis white girl learning to catalogue my privileges and extending them to others when I can and still I have been on the shitty side of a rental inquiry. I know how it feels to be, on paper, worth absolutely nothing and how easy to feel that way off of paper, too. II. I don’t get told to kill myself, but I know many in the LGBT community hear this regularly. Sometimes the command is convincing enough. Anger is a mirror and I don’t believe the otherwise-at-ease offended by some people’s existence are looking in it. I try to imagine having love and sympathy even for livid Jesus-freak gazillionaires stripping rights from everyone who can’t pay their way out of a bind and I can’t do it, can actually see my own humanity’s limits. Would that they too would try this exercise, or another: admit faults! Hard to trust anyone who has no sense of humor. A gentle soul who says she talks to angels has become someone I don’t recognize, taking to Facebook to slut-shame Beyoncé, tongue-lashing Obama for his immigrant sympathies, typing in vitriolic caps about all of the WHINERS who can’t accept Trump as a gift from the Lord. If he is a gift, it is a flaming column of shit wrapped in dubiously human skin, in my very un-angelic opinion. What’s absurd about the man is the obviousness of his insecurities— he doth protest too much—the kind of complex that might inspire sympathy were he not responsible for the lives and deaths of everyone within these borders and many beyond. An awareness of my faults makes me hesitant, makes me reach for the scaffolding of facts while his make him bombastic, loose-cannon, a smug, dumb charlatan, the emperor everyone knows is nude. The angel lady insists not all of God’s chosen ones were perfect. I’m a heathen by choice, prefer to direct my energies to stones, intentions, the wheel of the year. I like my lore more figurative. Still, something tells me God’s chosen weren’t hate-mongering gropers (or worse). Just a hunch. A woman’s intuition. Since childhood I have tried not to know anyone well enough to dislike them, or give them license to antagonize, but Facebook is the license now. We are all animals. At work I held and scanned sweat-stained armbands from the Holocaust, touching fabric that touched people condemned to death or to put them there: red and green triangles, Stars of David, angular S’s and skulls. This is not a metaphor. The rabbi-turned-collector I work for, who deals in Judaica, tells me something I’ve never known: shows me the band that says Jüdische Polizei, for Jews the Nazis forced to police their own people, a level of fucked-up I’d never read. Each day new 1930s and 40s equivalences grow more disturbing, like how fucking stupid and heartless are we, and what kills me is that it’s the red-blooded self-professed patriots only too happy to repeat history, likely the same people who look back at any clash and think they would have been hero underdogs, which is what all Americans fancy ourselves, right? My husband’s aunt is a troll. This is a metaphor. Says he doesn’t watch real news, directs him to YouTube conspiracy videos. These are our times: rhetoric trumps reason, is wielded like a weapon against “ignorance” by those who vilify book-learnin’. I know only too well that I don’t know everything, which makes me not want to claim expertise on anything, which is of course what I want from everyone else, the same control in different clothes. I know how to escape a dinner party mostly unscathed, how to be a worker about whom no one has license to complain, but I don’t know how to be a soul or what true goodness is. Sometimes when I am in a mood, it seems easiest to leave the earth plane altogether, let everyone else deal with this ever-intensifying mess because who am I to do it? I, riddled with faults! I, not very kind! When my serotonin levels are not set to self-destruct, I wonder how often Donald Trump thinks about offing himself and figure the answer is never. III. For the first time in three years, my husband and I were home in the U.S. for the fourth of July. We’d spent twelve months in a nation where kings own newspapers and teachers sign waivers saying they’ll never speak ill of their school, the king, or the country. Portraits of royals hang in every business and home. I watched from afar as my homeland grew foreign to me, an unfunny joke I didn’t bother to defend. At least U.S. journalism is real, I’d thought, an antidote to automatic support for all-powerful leaders. Sad! In Bhutan, foreign workers need government permission to leave town for the weekend, afternoon, even an hour. This is granted by the immigration office, assuming all goes well with a letter from one’s employer, the whims of government workers, and sometimes a whiskey bribe. We presented our papers at checkpoints and kept trips to a minimum, inconvenienced and suspect because foreign. For us, there was an endpoint to this suspicion. In our own country again, we sang “proud to be an American” with gusto, gallows humor. I didn’t yet think such a system could happen here, didn’t know that six months later I’d be shouting at the airport with hijabis and Jews holding signs saying “We’ve seen this before.” I can’t command and articulate encyclopedic knowledge on the history of anger in and toward and from the Middle East and everywhere else, which is what I feel I need every time anyone starts in against Islam, but it’s not like facts are doing too hot these days so what does it matter, why am I still trying to fight fair against people who make up the rules as they go, who pride themselves on never reading books, whose tones of voice call to mind a fat cartoon man tugging his suspenders with jazz hands, chewing one end of a cigar? Floating over my shoulders I’ve got on one side a stenographer and on the other a housecat, both judgey and withholding, not the spirits to summon in an argument against oversimplification, the casting of all of a kind of person as their worst representative—which is what U.S. Americans can anticipate now that the rest of the world sees us for what we’ve always denied that we are: buffoons, ill-meaning and otherwise. I don’t know what to do with myself so I am calling representatives, studying Spanish, reading the Quran before the Bible, wishing my boss Shabbat Shalom, trying out Insha’Allah, everything graceless as crayon art magneted to the fridge, but an alternative to withering. At the women’s march, where I didn’t march so much as shift my weight from side to side for hours, so crowded, all I did was look and listen to people who’ve done this before, their history of anger a resistance pre-dating my existence. I imagine the fire victims who might have marched with us against all manner of finger-pointing, their pockets perhaps like mine lined with stones: malachite for a resilient heart, sodalite for courage to speak truth, tiger’s eye for personal power. Among the signs about witches and coat hangers: Black lives matter. Can’t believe that statement is ever a provocation, but then what I cannot believe is redefined every time I read the news now. Home after the protest there’s a Facebook statement from the angel whisperer: “Congratulations, ladies. You just marched for terrorism.” A flame of anger. Then a video clip: someone just punched a Nazi in the face. 2017 battle cry as .gif. “We’ve seen this before” manifest as a fist. For a moment, that was all the clarity I needed.

RUMPUS ORIGINAL POETRY: “Mewl” by Sarah Lyn Rogers

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Political Dynasty in the Philippines

An Argumentative Essay by AIZI

For the people, of the people, by the people.

Political dynasty is a definitive and peculiar feature of the Philippine government.

Ever since the Filipinos have established their own government, the so-called political dynasty or the ruling of the few families have already begun. From the pre-colonial period, through the class-system, up to this days, the political dynasty exists.

But what is political dynasty exactly? Political dynasty is a phenomenon that concentrates political power and public resources within the control of a few families whose members alternately hold elective offices, deftly skirting term limits.1

What makes it peculiar and definitive?

Political dynasty is exhibited in every hierarchical level of government. It is an ideology. It is anti-democratic.

Political dynasty is exhibited in every hierarchical level of government in a way that the smallest unit of government is the family, and from there, everything revolves and resonates. Political dynasty has always been a defining feature of the Philippine government. Even in the pre-colonial period, where communities where founded through blood relations, political dynasty has existed. The leadership of this pre-colonial communities or barangay wrested on the datu, whom in other places can be called raha, or rajah. Although, proving one’s ability and bravery can also be considered for someone to be a datu, that is only with the absence of an heir or if the former datu is proven incompetent. The datu usually obtained his position by being inherited from his ancestors. From this system, the political dynasty has started.2

After the barangay system, the Spanish colonizers have introduced another way of propagating the phenomenon of the ruling few through the encomienda and the hacienda system. The former datus became the principales or the privilege class. This privilege class became the oligarchist whom later on become the gobernadorcillos, cabeza de barangay, and etc.

The oligarchy politics continued during the American colonization period. It is due to the reason that many of this ruling class immediately and voluntarily collaborated with the Americans.3 After the colonization of the Spaniards, the 1901-1902 provincial elections propagated political dynasty in a way that it might have started the rise of political networks and alliances between these elites for the competition of the positions in the said election.4 This said political networks and alliances were significant for political elites to enable them to secure the position for much larger scope than municipal and provincial government and that is the national government.

This phenomenon has continued up to the present. Since the barangay system up to the current situation of our government, a great percentage of the government is mostly composed and controlled by these dynasties. From families, to the barangays, and to the top of the hierarchy.

Secondly, political dynasty is an ideology. How is it an ideology? Ideology is a system of ideas and ideals, especially one that forms the basis of economic or political theory and policy.

As mentioned above, this phenomenon has already been inscribed in our government. As an ideology, this phenomenon fed up the rise and its expansion. According to a study by CenPEG in 2011, the number of politicians that belong to these dynasties have increased and been increasing in number horizontally and vertically.5 From this, it can be said that this phenomenon serves as an ideology that fuels the self-preservation of these families to power and to expand their horizon.

Also, political dynasty became the only ideology. Politicians forgot the fact that they are civil servants. During their term, all they do is improve their image in order to win the next election. This hinders the economic progress of the country. In 2003, Balisacan and Fuwu conducted a study correlating dynastic concentration and the standard of living in Philippine provinces between 1988 and 1997. They have found out that political dynasty has a significantly negative effect on the upliftment of local living standards, concluding that the lack of real political competition had led to flawed policies. 5

The lower standards of living of people in a certain jurisdiction is correlated with the dynastic percentage of its politics, according to Mendoza. The fatter the dynasty, the higher the incidence is the conclusion driven from this.6 This is a proof that being the political dynasty is an ideology that it becomes the only ideology. The goal of preserving themselves into power, never thinking the people that have voted for them.

Lastly, it is anti-democratic. What makes political dynasty anti-democratic?

Still according to CenPEG through Tuazon, the 2013 election is a clear evidence for this claim. It is for in this election that the tactics involving this phenomenon is clearly demonstrated. The concept of party-switching or most commonly known as turncoatism is evident. Political turncoatism is the phenomenon where the politicians just uses factors in favor of his/her benefit in order for him/her to have be in the position of power. Image and visual packaging have become key factors in the expansion, preservation, and continuing rule of political dynasties. Partnerships with lawyers, the media, showbiz personalities and corporations have favored wider expansion and greater popularity for these political dynasties, ensuring their rule over Philippine politics. 7

Part of it being anti-democratic is it diminish the essence of political parties which is a foundation of a democratic government. Instead of being a political party by having one common ideology or goal, the electoral party here in the Philippines were merely composed of political dynasties, thin and fat.

Lastly, in a political dynasty, due to the power being concentrated in the hands of few people, specifically a family, abusing power is expected. An example would be in Maguindanao. In November 2009, the Maguindanao Massacre happened and the alleged suspects were the Ampatuans. The Ampatuans were the family with most numbers of elected officials in 2010. Despite that massacre they still have dominated the 2010 election. They have won 16 out of 54 elective positions on the said year. Out of 37 mayors in Maguindanao, 8 were from the Ampatuans. 8

It accentuates hierarchy that in turns encourage the feudal system that already have been established in the Philippines ever since. It serves as an ideology and just the ideology. It diminishes the essence of the Democracy in our country.

Can it still be considered for the people if these politicians just think of preserving themselves in power and not actually serve? Would the government be still classified of the people if the people isn’t actually represented but instead just their family is? Would it still be by the people if it only the oligarchs benefit and rule over the government?

References

1 Balisacan, A., & Fuwa, N. (2004). Going beyond crosscountry averages: Growth, inequality and poverty reduction in the Philippines. World Development, 32, 1891–1907.10.1016/j.worlddev.2004.05.010

2 Cullinane, M. (2003). Ilustrado Politics Filipino Elite Responses to American Rule

3 Funtecha, H. F. (2006). The Pre-colonial Government of the Filipinos. Retrieved from http://www.thenewstoday.info/2006/07/28/the.pre.colonial.government.of.the.filipinos.html

4 Mendoza R. U., Beja, Jr. E. L., Venida, V. S., & Yap, D. B. (2016 April). Political dynasties and poverty: measurement and evidence of linkages in the Philippines. Oxford Developmental Studies. 44(2). pp 189-201 Retrieved from: http://www.tandfonline.com/doi/citedby/10.1080/13600818.2016.1169264?scroll=top&needAccess=true

5 Simbulan, R. G. (n.d.). Political Dynasties In Mindanao. Retrieved from http://www.cenpeg.org/fellows_speak/simbulan/POLITICAL_DYNASTIES_IN_MINDANAO.html

6 Tuazon, B. (2012 September). Election 2013: Horizontal and Vertical Expansion of Political Dynasties. Issue Analysis: Policy Study, Publication and Advocacy (PSPA), 3. Retrieved from http://www.cenpeg.org

7 Yusingco, M. H. Ll. (2014).

A Brief Historical Review of Political Dynasties In The Philippines.

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https://www.academia.edu/8202010/A_BRIEF_HISTORICAL_REVIEW_OF_POLITICAL_DYNASTIES_IN_THE_PHILIPPINES

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A Game For Heroes Money problems

Now the physique shouldn't be made up of one half however of many. If the entire body were an eye fixed, the place would the sense of listening to be? If the entire body had been an ear, where would the sense of odor be? In the event that they were all one half, where would the physique be? As it's, there are various parts, but one body.

The takeaway? We're all on this together and everyone's position is essential...totally different, but important. I've used that citation with teams earlier than, especially these groups where a couple of of us have risen to the highest of the metaphorical heap. And should you've bought a state of affairs the place enjoying time could also be onerous to return by or younger gamers who've supplanted your veterans, it is a good idea to speak to your team about embracing their roles. That citation is from the Bible and if your campus is not significantly churchy (like mine) or you simply don't feel comfy citing where it is from, I've found that the quotation is powerful enough that it stands alone.

No athlete desires to listen to from their coach, "Your role goes to be sitting right here subsequent to me cheering on your teammates." Although someone has to fill that function on every workforce, most people assume that it'll not be them. Once it sinks in that they will get limited playing time, how can we, as their coaches, maintain them motivated, mentally engaged, and most of all...how can we assist them to take care of a optimistic attitude? A few of your most engaging and fun and robust personalities will come from your bench gamers. If you need their affect to maneuver your team chemistry along in a optimistic course, reasonably than changing into cancerous, here are 3 ways to motivate them and make them really feel as if they are an integral a part of your staff.

Make the group better: Imagine in case you had a monitor & subject athlete who could go arduous rep after rep...but simply could not make the leap from middle of the pack to the very best in your team. I imply, this lady is like clockwork...you tell her a time to hit and she or he nails it, each observe. Now imagine should you may embolden this athlete to see her position as making her teammates higher, that whereas she may not have that "next gear", she does bring one thing very useful to the workforce which can ultimately make the big dogs extra competitive. Now she's not the woman who just isn't ok, but she's your All-American's coaching associate.

Be higher than the competitors: Hype up your reserve staff! Empower them to problem your starters...they know their strengths and weaknesses better than anybody else. When you definitely don't wish to develop any animosity between your starters and non-starters (that can be alleviated by shifting people freely between the 2 sides...and perhaps not calling them starters and non-starters), you do wish to create a spirit of competitors where your young ladies are getting after it in follow. Then your bench players will really feel proud as a result of they're giving your starters a run for their cash and your starters will really feel well prepared as a result of they've run the gauntlet everyday at practice.

Study the sport and be ready: How many times have we seen one among our higher gamers get damage and have to sit...and swiftly, she's the neatest participant on the earth?! Everyone knows that sitting again and turning Money Issues for Younger Players into a scholar of the game is useful, nevertheless it's a luxurious our prime gamers cannot take pleasure in. However our reserves can, and they need to use it to try to work their manner into the beginning lineup.

If they're just standing around yapping with the other girls who aren't starting instead of watching the sport and attempting to determine the best way to get on the court, then they're most likely proper the place they should be! As a lot sense as that makes to coaches, you in all probability will have to let them know that you just anticipate them to fight for a spot...that it will not be handed to them. You will need to also get throughout to them that it isn't personal. I always inform my workforce that I love all of them and suppose they're all nice, however beginning spots usually are not items...they're earned.

Can Manchester United repeat their success this 12 months after their surprising win last time? Many people assume they will they usually begin favourites. They have boosted their squad by signing Owen Hargreaves from Bayern Munich plus Nani and Anderson and have now picked up Carlos Tevez as well from West Ham. They've seemed good in pre-season and can be there or thereabouts.

Their largest challenger will in all probability once more be Chelsea, though Liverpool Arsenal and Spurs will all have a say in that. Chelsea would dearly like to recuperate the title they misplaced last season, however then once more they seem more interested in the Champions league. No London club has ever won the Champions league and Chelsea would dearly love to smash that unwanted file.

Arsenal on paper do not look as sturdy, with Henri gone to Barcelona, and continuing rumours that the manager himself Arsene Wenger might be on his approach out of the membership. Leagues usually are not gained on paper. I have a sense Arsenal will confound the critics and put in a powerful performance this 12 months. Their youthful gamers will probably be one year older and wiser and anybody who writes them off could possibly be standing on harmful ground.

Liverpool have not received the league for an incredible 18 years. Earlier than that they had been regularly winning it more than all of the others put collectively. Despite two Champions league finals in the final three seasons it's the English Premier league their fans are so determined to win. They have spent big money this time too underneath their new American owners, a reported 22 million pounds on Torres alone from Athletico Madrid. Whether he actually is the final piece in the jigsaw, or even an vital piece, stays to be seen. Some of the manager's Spanish signings have been average successes at finest, like Morientes, now again in La Liga, and the stress will likely be on Torres to carry out. He will too, but whether will probably be sufficient only time will inform. The tempestuous Bellamy has gone to West Ham, and Cisse to Marseilles. Final 12 months I tipped Liverpool to win the league and I used to be wrong. They could do it this time, however must get past Chelsea, Arsenal and Manchester United to do so.

As previously two seasons Spurs stay the most likely to break into the top 4. They have spent big on Southampton's younger Welsh full back Gareth Bale, and perhaps extra importantly sixteen.5 million kilos on relegated Charlton's striker Darren Bent. Darren has scored objectives wherever he has been and now in a greater staff like Spurs he will probably be expected to attain much more, although whether or not he'll get enough starts is another matter. Spurs have four other prime strikers, and Martin Jol has shown he likes to rotate his players. Spurs insistence on signing and promoting house grown expertise, a direct reverse of Arsenal's coverage throughout the street, is to be applauded. They might enhance, and break into the highest four, however for that to happen, one of the top golf equipment would need to suffer a poor season.

And what of the remaining? Newcastle have a brand new proprietor, new chairman, and new supervisor in Sam Allardyce, and a few tasty new gamers too. They have signed former Middlesbrough striker Mark Viduka, they need to have the fit once more Michael Owen obtainable finally, plus the signing of the tempestuous Barton from Manchester City and Alan Smith from Manchester United. The supervisor has been fast in making an attempt to kind out the leaky defence too; something that has plagued the Toon for almost so long as most of us can keep in mind. Expectations on Tyneside are big. A vitally important season for the manager, and many of the gamers who're at a crossroads. I anticipate them to succeed.

Manchester City is another membership under new ownership and managership. Former England boss Sven Goran Eriksson has taken over and with lots of Thai cash to speculate he'll now be on the lookout for some high players to build a good aspect. He has shortly purchased scattergun model on relatively unknown players, however the manager has a proven observe record at club level. He'll want them too because the City squad still seems to be light-weight and weak. It is going to all depend on Sven's buys. If he can get good folks in, City will certainly keep up, and should well do better than that. If he can not, City could wrestle, and Sven could change into a one-season wonder in English football. I suspect not, as a result of Sven is an effective manager.

Aston Villa have begun to spend some cash beneath their new American house owners too. England Beneath 21 skipper Reo-Coker has just been signed from West Ham for ?eight million although they may need greater than him if they're to worry the highest teams. Martin O'Neill's facet started last season on hearth however drifted away alarmingly. The Villa fans will be hoping for higher, however I can't see past mid table for them.

Everton had an excellent season final time and qualified for this years Uefa cup however the final time they were in Europe it appeared to distract them, and they had a terrible 12 months. I do not see David Moyes allowing that to happen once more. They've signed Jagielka from relegated Sheffield United although that's hardly going to set the world on fireplace, plus the promising Baines from Wigan. Johnson needs to be fit once more to provide some goals however they'll want more than that if they are to fret the top clubs. Top eight may very well be their best hope.

Reading, who loved a brilliant season final year in their first ever year within the high flight, have picked up a horrible beginning pair of fixtures. Unsurprisingly they're favourites to be bottom of the premiership by the tip of August, but underneath their quietly spoken astute supervisor Steve Coppell, they may shock a few folks. The loss of Sidwell to Chelsea is an enormous blow, though they've signed a number of of the club's extra promising gamers on long-time period contracts. This will be their tough second season, something that so practically sank Wigan last time. Studying only simply missed a European place final yr, something above the dreaded bottom three this time will be thought of another success by all however probably the most enthusiastic of Royals' followers.

Middlesbrough have lost talisman striker Viduka, and stories abound that Yakubu might follow him out the door. If that happened I would fear who's going to attain the goals to keep them up. Fulham are one other club who went into freefall final time and only stayed up by way of a last minute change of managers. The newly put in former Northern Eire boss Lawrie Sanchez has already been busy within the markets signing Davis from Aston Villa and Healey from Leeds. A very good start may very well be essential for them as effectively.

The truth that West Ham stayed up at all last year was resulting from their new Manager Alan Curbishley, and the courts deciding to not dock them factors over the decidedly odd Carlos Tevez affair. The manager has strengthened by signing Parker from Newcastle and Bellamy from Liverpool and should have the gifted and much missed Ashton again from damage. He missed the entire of the final campaign after injuring himself within the heat up for an England match. The Icelandic house owners appear determined to take West Ham on to a different stage. Many followers will likely be watching their progress this time round, some little question hoping they journey up resulting from that protracted court docket case, however I can not see West Ham struggling. Thoughts you nobody imagined they would last trip, and so they did. Mid desk I suspect for the Irons and a superb cup run too.

Of the three promoted clubs, maybe the most fascinating one will probably be to see Roy Keane's Sunderland again as Championship champions, particularly when he confronts his old boss Sir Alex Ferguson again at Previous Trafford where the legions of followers nonetheless chant his title. Sunderland have been busy increase an enormous squad backed by Irish cash and they might seem to have the monetary clout to maintain out of hassle. A superb begin might be important for them too. One feels Mister Keane's willpower and charisma all by itself might be enough to see them safely into mid table.

Birmingham look vulnerable. They did not have a terrific season final yr regardless of ending second, and took a long time to persuade their own keep at home fans to turn out. They have bought players but whether or not they are good enough to maintain the blues up remains to be seen. Presently they're second favourites to finish last, and though that could be a tad pessimistic, it does appear seemingly they may flirt with relegation again. Anything can be major achievement for their yo-yo manager Steven Bruce. By the best way you may nonetheless land a free $30 wager at betfair.com by inputting the code 6CHE3VPWJ when prompted.

The third newcomers are Derby Nation. Diminutive Scottish boss, known as mini-Fergie wasted no time in signing former Norwich striker Robert Earnshaw who has scored goals wherever he has been and in partnership with Steve Howard, they might hassle some defences. Whether or not they have ample class and firepower could be a worry for Rams' followers. They're expected to be relegated, and I think so too, and anything else could be a huge achievement for the board, supervisor, players and most of all, for the supporters who have bought season tickets in their thousands. They will be seeking to emulate Studying last 12 months and Wigan the yr before that, but it is going to be a tall order to do so.

The Lancashire twins of Blackburn and Bolton each had good seasons once more final time period and with small crowds and little cash to spend, that could be a enormous testament to their managers. However with Allardyce gone from the Reebok, Bolton underneath new manager, former Liverpool player, the diminutive Sammy Lee, could possibly be in for a tough 12 months. A great begin could be most important for the Trotters they usually do have gamers like Anelka, if they'll hold on to him, who can score targets. Bolton will depend on him, but when he doesn't do the business, they could be in hassle. Blackburn nonetheless have their super manager in Mark Hughes and with players of the growing stature of the likes of Bentley, Derbyshire and Pederson they need to be fantastic again.

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Sam Gold - Looking Back On His Life, Tha Hundred Year War and the Gold Family History

2 years later, I had an Anghellic moment, I was now 29 years of age, and I would follow this up with the more aggressive second album, Erisem, which was released 2 months later on May 03, 2005. I wanted to go back to my Midcoastsidaz roots, and it had been 10 years after that shit was released, with a pint of darkness -- and that shit sold like 4,687,500 copies. We wound up releasing The Rogue Demonz Show by Hemdula, Criminal Tendencies by J.J. Moneybagz, The Shit List by Liquid Se7en, World Renowned by Gang Green Crew (their debut), DJ Spill's Destructiv death metal band Triumpf's Livin' Legends, Horrur's album Absolute Largess, Joey J's Rise Up, Chris' Dolmethland, Blak Bloc's Chaos VS Order: 1312, and Zuron City Clique's Zuron City All Stars. However, there was a lot of violence, even within them times -- some niggas within the Illuminati that started a shootout with Big Kapo because he refused to pay they ass. Me, being a real nigga, decided to pull my TEC-9 and fired at them. The Illluminati hit men shot and killed Platinum-selling artists Jabrielle McClain, Remy Byrd, Ori "Orion" Pierre, Da'kuan Muhammad, and Zohn Dorsey, all artists that got killed in the midst of the action. My homegirl Cita was shot and wounded in that crossfire as well -- and it would take a while until we started fully hanging out near the end of the year.

Months after AMPs dissolution, I signed a distribution deal with Tropicala Distribution, another distribution arm of Universal. It was at THAT point where I would later release this third album, 175, on September 3, 2007, which was my darkest album, YET. I let the darkness and destruction consume my ass throughout the entire album, I talked moreso about darkness, death, gore, the occult, went even further on the arson and shit, etc. However, this shit sold 1,000,000,000 copies to date -- it didn't reach Thermilliation numbers, but it was close. THIS album was the one that opened a LOT of doors. And I re-relelased The Sam Gold LP and Erisem on Sick Touch as well. Now you get the full package, and the rest, as they say, is history.

…or was it? It wasn't even close to finished with my journey as a rapper, know what I'm sizzlin'? I started writing new shit, and recording for album #4! The name? Absolute Platinum… and it all started around October 2007, while I was on tour promoting the 175 album… my dwellin' in my darkness came to a head, and as a result it was a lot of fuck you music, it's the year 2009 now -- and I just finished recording it. ABSOLUTE PLATINUM IS ON THE WAY.

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