Lost in worlds of fantasy and the vastness of outer space. Outspoken introvert. Pigeon advocate, music lover, plant enthusiast. My sidekick is a corgi.
We can seek justice in this country without glorifying violence and turning an execution into a grotesque public spectacle.
What this criminal did was abhorrent and must be punished—but we as a country cannot condone livestreaming a man’s death for entertainment. We are long past the days of public hangings in the town square. Kids watch what our leaders do and say, is this kind of bloodshed really what we want them seeing?
The Pentagon must revoke this decision immediately.
The moral injury being done to our nation, celebrated by the howling of those already deformed by their habituated hatred now celebrating this: it’s not something I thought would happen to America. But I was wrong. I should have guessed. This is grotesque. We may in fact be lost.
As a homicide detective, I can say with all of my being that there is no lesson learned in seeing someone die. But there is a price. And that price is your peace. Your decency. And the soul of our society.
We don’t have to be this way, this fake tough but real ugly way. Stop
This is so fucked up.
I didn’t understand how people in the Middle Ages could watch stuff like that and I still won’t understand or agree with people who enjoy watching executions today.
The U.S. military plans to livestream the execution of Nidal Hasan, the ex-Army major who was convicted of the 2009 killing of 13 people at Fort Hood, when he faces a firing squad on Dec. 3, a Pentagon official said.
Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth said earlier Thursday the Pentagon planned to make the execution public.
Hasan's case could mark the military's first execution of an American service member since 1961.
I’m loving the “well akshually he didn’t REALLY mean let Iran take out Los Angeles and San Diego” excuses today.
Cool. Explain the assholes in the crowd who thought it was fucking hilarious.
Deplorables wasn’t strong enough.
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People assume I’m too nice and a pushover, but the reality is that I’ve dealt with so many dishonest and piece of shit people out there that I no longer have any issue cutting people off, or distancing myself more from people.
I just value peace more than rage.
Not only is this a really enjoyable alternative/grunge/emo/indie rock album, but the artist, Beabadoobee, is an artist from the same city of the Philippines as my family, which is so rare to hear of.
Favorite tracks are:
-Pylon
-Switchblade
-Satellite
https://t.co/FRxClIbRUf
Tens of thousands remain stranded after floods hit Bangkok, with water more than a metre high in some areas. Thailand is deploying over 10,000 troops to help with evacuations.
Al Jazeera’s Tony Cheng reports.
Yesterday, we lost a cherished member of our family.
We got Sunny at the start of our second term in the White House, and all of us – including our first dog, Bo – immediately fell in love. We also had trouble keeping up with her, for Sunny was a force of nature. Athletic and full of boundless energy, she leapt over the hedges on the South Lawn like they weren’t even there, chasing squirrels, birds and anything else that moved. And whereas the way to Bo’s heart usually involved a treat, Sunny was more interested in having us run around with her, roll on the floor with her, or have her belly rubbed for as long as we were willing.
She loved the girls, even if they were pestering her when she was napping. She loved our team, and would often follow them around, helping them on the job. She was fiercely protective of Bo, who she rightly sensed wasn’t always as alert and attentive as she was. She had her eccentricities: other than Bo, she preferred people to dogs; she was a loud and sloppy drinker; and despite being a Portuguese Water Dog, she hated getting wet.
But as far as our family was concerned, she was pretty much perfect, and for thirteen years, she would be by our side – always loyal, always sweet, always ready for adventure, still fiery and gorgeous till the very end of her days.
We will miss her terribly, and imagine she’s with her big brother now, making sure he’s okay.
Happy Birthday to my Harley. You passed away 4 years ago, but you never left my mind and I miss you always. Hope you’re rolling around in the grass and enjoying adventures and beautiful scenery in heaven until we meet again. Love you, Bubbs. 🐶💕🐾