ProfessorNiedermeier

@kevin_smith45 Ten years on and you're still doing this, huh? Keep on sucking that dick - it's gonna squirt money down your throat any day now. Hope you choke on it.

@EmmaVigeland @DemSocialists And here you are. On an app owned the richest man in history. On a phone made by another billionaire. Wearing a shirt made by a slave

Asking for trouble wearing my 🔥 @DemSocialists merch at the airport

we can write a million essays about how the future Silicon Valley wants to build is underwritten by a deep disgust with / contempt for Being A Human, or we can just let them speak for themselves

Economy so bad that the WSJ is running Marxist headlines

I used to watch Charlie Kirk say stuff like this and wonder why nothing bad ever happened to him. But then he got shot and everyone fucked his wife.

the state fair goes so hard

It won’t make a difference, but I can’t help but point out that they don’t know who did it or why and it doesn’t make any difference to them. They know what they want to do and they don’t even care enough about us to bother with a pretense.

fantastic combo of a dying 70 year old wearing jeans, and a crossfit guy doing a kipping pullup where he accidentally kicks his own ankles. god bless the usa. wokeness is gay and dead now

This is my will and my final message. If these words reach you, know that Israel has succeeded in killing me and silencing my voice. First, peace be upon you and Allah’s mercy and blessings. Allah knows I gave every effort and all my strength to be a support and a voice for my people, ever since I opened my eyes to life in the alleys and streets of the Jabalia refugee camp. My hope was that Allah would extend my life so I could return with my family and loved ones to our original town of occupied Asqalan (Al-Majdal). But Allah’s will came first, and His decree is final. I have lived through pain in all its details, tasted suffering and loss many times, yet I never once hesitated to convey the truth as it is, without distortion or falsification—so that Allah may bear witness against those who stayed silent, those who accepted our killing, those who choked our breath, and whose hearts were unmoved by the scattered remains of our children and women, doing nothing to stop the massacre that our people have faced for more than a year and a half. I entrust you with Palestine—the jewel in the crown of the Muslim world, the heartbeat of every free person in this world. I entrust you with its people, with its wronged and innocent children who never had the time to dream or live in safety and peace. Their pure bodies were crushed under thousands of tons of Israeli bombs and missiles, torn apart and scattered across the walls. I urge you not to let chains silence you, nor borders restrain you. Be bridges toward the liberation of the land and its people, until the sun of dignity and freedom rises over our stolen homeland. I entrust you to take care of my family. I entrust you with my beloved daughter Sham, the light of my eyes, whom I never got the chance to watch grow up as I had dreamed. I entrust you with my dear son Salah, whom I had wished to support and accompany through life until he grew strong enough to carry my burden and continue the mission. I entrust you with my beloved mother, whose blessed prayers brought me to where I am, whose supplications were my fortress and whose light guided my path. I pray that Allah grants her strength and rewards her on my behalf with the best of rewards. I also entrust you with my lifelong companion, my beloved wife, Umm Salah (Bayan), from whom the war separated me for many long days and months. Yet she remained faithful to our bond, steadfast as the trunk of an olive tree that does not bend—patient, trusting in Allah, and carrying the responsibility in my absence with all her strength and faith. I urge you to stand by them, to be their support after Allah Almighty. If I die, I die steadfast upon my principles. I testify before Allah that I am content with His decree, certain of meeting Him, and assured that what is with Allah is better and everlasting. O Allah, accept me among the martyrs, forgive my past and future sins, and make my blood a light that illuminates the path of freedom for my people and my family. Forgive me if I have fallen short, and pray for me with mercy, for I kept my promise and never changed or betrayed it. Do not forget Gaza… And do not forget me in your sincere prayers for forgiveness and acceptance. Anas Jamal Al-Sharif 06.04.2025 This is what our beloved Anas requested to be published upon his martyrdom.

⚠️To Whom It May Concern, The occupation is now openly threatening a full-scale invasion of Gaza. For 22 months, the city has been bleeding under relentless bombardment from land, sea, and air. Tens of thousands have been killed, and hundreds of thousands wounded. If this madness does not end, Gaza will be reduced to ruins, its people’s voices silenced, their faces erased — and history will remember you as silent witnesses to a genocide you chose not to stop. Please share this message and tag everyone who has the power to help end this massacre. Silence is complicity.

I fucking love Irish people Ripped from IG from @KNEECAPCEOL and @ToxicSpiritGuru

This being the visage of a grocery capitalist vindicates every 19th century political cartoonist

There is no internet. No signal. No sound. No world beyond this cage. I walked thirty minutes through ruins and dust. Not in search of escape, but for a fragment of signal, just enough to whisper, “We are still alive.” Not because anyone is listening, but because to die unheard is the final death. Gaza is silent now. Not with peace, but with obliteration. Not a silence of stillness, but of smothering. They severed the last cable. No messages leave. No images enter. Even grief has been forbidden. I passed the corpses of buildings, of homes, of men, some breathing, some not. All of them erased by the same hand that erased our voices. This is not a siege of bombs alone. It is a siege of memory: a war against our ability to say, “We were here.” The bombing never stopped, especially in Jabalia. They shell the streets where children beg for food. They shell the lines where mothers wait for flour. They shell hunger itself. No food. No water. No exit. And those who try, those who reach for aid, are struck down. People die here, and no one knows. Not because the killing paused, but because the killing of connection succeeded. The internet was our final breath. It was not a luxury; it was the last evidence of our humanity. Now it is gone. And in the dark, they massacre without consequence. I found this faint eSIM signal as a dying man finds a flicker of flame. I stood beneath a broken sky, risking death, not for rescue, but to send this. A single message. A last resistance. If you are reading this, remember: we walked through fire to say it. We were not silent. We were silenced. And when the cables are restored, the truth will bleed through the wires, and the world will know what it chose not to see.

A big difference between now and right before we invaded Iraq is that almost no one in America wants or thinks we need to go to war with Iran and the people who do are barely even trying to justify it because they don't have to.

The DC Shooter's neighbour speaks, calling for an immediate ceasefire in Gaza Stating that violence is not the way, he took the spotlight to call on the US President to end the bloodshed, focusing attention on the starving children of Gaza.

Genius. TL;DW - Sam Seder’s debate on Jubilee youtu.be/onifcP13gMM?si… via @YouTube

Let's be clear -- principled opposition to the taking of human life is pretty rare, at least among pundits and politicians. And there's usually a pretty clear pattern for how it breaks down. Kill downwards, you're a good guy. Kill upwards, you're a bad guy.

Only two QBs beat Patrick Mahomes in the playoffs. Tom Brady Joe Burrow

What some call "small town values" others call "folk horror".