Nazi-puncher fined $1

natural–blues:

wilwheaton:

mostlysignssomeportents:

Jeffrey Winder appealed his guilty verdict after punching “Unite the
Right” organizer Jason Kessler in Charlottesville the day after
protester Heather Heyer died. A jury determined Winder should serve no
jail time and pay the lowest fine possible.

https://boingboing.net/2018/09/07/nazi-puncher-fined-1.html

Keep punching Nazis.

Turns out punching Nazis isn’t just moral, it’s shockingly affordable.

solarpunkcast:

thecringeandwincefactory:

trials-of-socrates:

errors-dot-albi:

thatscienceteacher:

theveganarchist:

stfuconservatives:

lesserjoke:

antigovernmentextremist:

gerrycanavan:

Jury nullification. Pass it on.

Jury nullification is so fucking important.

This is something that more people should be aware of, if only because (in many states, at least) defense attorneys are actually prohibited from mentioning it to jurors. The law allows a jury to return a “not guilty” verdict contrary to the facts of the case, but not for the defense to inform them of that power or to argue for its application in the current trial.

I didn’t know about this. Wow.

always reblog

This is SUPER IMPORTANT and also a good reason to show up for jury duty. You know all those laws you think are stupid? This is your chance to maybe do something about it. 

I…. I thought this was common knowledge… signal boosting this because it obviously isn’t!

Did not know this

Jury nullification in the United States has its origins in colonial British America. Similar to British law, in the United States jury nullification occurs when a jury in a criminal case reaches a verdict contrary to the weight of evidence, sometimes because of a disagreement with the relevant law.

extremely important: you cannot let the Judge know YOU know about this or you will not serve on that jury to even try this out.

zoinomiko:

that-one-fandom-chick:

maniacalmole:

basilhalwrad:

the thought of aziraphale being in Crowley’s flat and seeing that fucking statue every single time he’s there. like hi crowley, oh there’s the statue of us fucking that you thought was subtle enough to be an intimidation tactic but is clearly just a product of your sexual frustration and 6000 years spent pining. lovely. shall we eat at the Ritz today?

What if it was a mutual purchase that they bought while drunk one time at an auction because they both thought it would be hilarious, and now a few hundred years later it’s still in Crowley’s flat because they have an unspoken competition over which of them will mention how awkward it is first

For anyone else who was initially confused like I was lol

BLESS YOU NEIL ❤

“Shrike (in a thunderstorm)” as a Thorki song

Saw @shineonloki‘s post about using the lyrics at the beginning of a storm god!Thor fic and had to go look them up. And wow, are they Thorki-ish… though interestingly, they could be sung by either partner. The words “when I’m reborn” have a very literal significance if we imagine Loki saying them after his death in Infinity War, considering the possibility that he might be brought back as Kid Loki (since Feige has said something about bringing the Young Avengers into the MCU. I’m not holding my breath, though, or confident that the new tone of Thor’s character will be appropriate to his comics relationship with Kid Loki and/or AoA Loki).

I couldn’t utter my love when it counted
Ah, but I’m singing like a bird ‘bout it now
And I couldn’t whisper when you needed it shouted
Ah, but I’m singing like a bird ’bout it now

Words hung above
But never would form
Like a cry at the final breath that is drawn
Remember me love, when I’m reborn
As a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn

Had no idea on what ground I was founded
All of that goodness is going with you now
Then when I met you my virtues uncounted
All of my goodness is going with you now

Dragging along, following your form
Hung like the pelt of some prey you had worn
Remember me love, when I’m reborn
As the shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn

I fled to the city with so much discounted
Ah, but I’m flying like a bird to you now
Back to the hedgerows where bodies lay mounted
Ah, but I’m flying like a bird to you now

I was housed by your warmth
But I was transformed
By your grounded and giving and darkening scorn
Remember me love, when I’m reborn
As the shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn

anorthernskyatdawn:

i am eternally aggreived on behalf of people who were clearly never taught what literary analysis can be. people who were never shown the incredible satisfaction when you see something in a piece of literature and you can /prove/ it’s there, the slow and careful tugging at an image, at chasing implication and meaning, at pushing and pushing until it all falls into place.

sometimes that looks like catching a “throwaway” line in a novel (“[the drawings] remembered Beardsley”) and chasing that single image until you have five thousand words about attempted freedom, conformity, and inescapability.

sometimes that looks like noticing a motif of reused roman ruins and going through and through until you can argue about colonising gaze and welsh devolution.

sometimes that means reading a novel where every chapter tells a story of someone telling a story and proving that that is an attempt at catharsis that fails.

it’s not all “the curtains are blue therefore the character is sad”

and besides, that’s actually “this character seems sad but the author never says so > how does the author create that? > oh hey there sure are a lot of washed out or cool colours in this scene > wait hold on the furnishings are almost obsessively described > does that say something about material culture? can i parallel that against appearances vs reality? > “in this essay i will argue that this short story interrogates arts and crafts aesthetic ideals by portraying an obsession with furnishings that ultimately leads the main character into despair. In order to do so let me first demonstate the connection between the furnishings and the emotional state of the main character”

A little reminder that just because canon doesn’t come out and say something explicitly doesn’t mean it’s not there. An implication that’s pulled out of the subtleties in a work is not mere “headcanon”; it is *interpretation*. Yes, you have to argue for it; you have to provide evidence. But once someone has done that, it’s insufficient to dismiss the point with “That’s just your interpretation,” much less “that’s just your headcanon.”

And yes, works of popular fiction can have subtleties that need to be drawn out by interpretation. Yesterday’s pop culture is today’s classics. Athenian tragedies, Shakespeare plays, Jane Austen and F. Scott Fitzgerald novels were pop culture at one point. There was also a whole lot of bad pop culture that has been lost to the ages just because nobody bothered to keep copying it down or reprinting it. The good pop culture is what survives.

Please help my cat

anony-moose-blog:

fantheoriesandfoodporn:

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This is my cat, Professor Minerva McGonagall, or just McGonagall for short. To make things shorter, I’ll cut to the chase: McGonagall has intestinal lymphoma, and without treatment she’ll die.

Painfully.

I’ve opened a gofundme account to raise money for her treatment but as a rule my family doesn’t like asking for money, so for in order to pay for her treatment, my mom is accepting commissions to paint people’s pets.

These are real paintings by the way, physical copies you can hang on your wall or give as gifts with a starting price of $60.00. If you want a painting of your special little doggo, fur-gremlin or danger-noodle or other ridiculously named creature, please look here at https://www.petportraitproject.com

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I want this kitty to live

When did taika call loki a space orphan? Or did he call both thor and loki that?

rewritefate:

mastreworld:

philosopherking1887:

lokiloveforever:

lucianalight:

philosopherking1887:

Nope, just Loki. It was a Twitter status, here.

And then there was this interview, with this interesting little excerpt:

Thor: Ragnarok’s director Taika Waititi – New Zealander of the Year, blossoming fashion icon, and man of a thousand poses – is swift to launch into a description of Loki, the unbeloved son of Asgard, as, “someone who tries so hard to embody this idea of the tortured artist, this tortured, gothy orphan.”

“Swift to launch into” this description, huh? Kind of sounds like someone with an idée fixe, a preoccupation, a grudge… probably a secondhand grudge, on behalf of one Chris Hemsworth, but one he has made charmingly his own.

What gets me most about this is using “orphan” as sth degrading. Not to mention disregarding someone’s pain: “tortured, gothy orphan”. And as someone who loves gothic art, I have to ask what’s wrong with being a goth and gothic things?

Waititi is trying to make it sound like Loki is a big fake and a phoney, “trying” to be tortured, “trying” to be artistic, “trying” to be emo and goth, like, Loki’s legitimate pain, heartbreak, and suffering is something he is faking so that he will be seen as these things. The whole thing is really insulting, and along the lines of stereotyping. And Tom Hiddleston had said these things, Loki’s soul was tortured, he had deep, inner reservoirs of pain, and yeah, Loki had a sensitive, artistic relationship with Frigga. He compared it like Thor being the star quarterback, and Loki being the sensitive artist. But Waititi is trying to say Loki is a big faker and a poser that just wants attention and to stab his brother.

And there is nothing wrong with being goth! I love gothic music too! ❤❤❤❤

When you bring up those quotes from Tom, it makes me wonder whether Taika was really saying it about Tom under the guise of saying it about Loki: that Tom is trying so hard to make Loki into a tortured, artistic orphan with real trauma and pain.

Taika sounds like the most callous kind of neurotypical or “mentally healthy” person who thinks everyone with mental illness must somehow be faking it for attention or as an excuse for behaving badly.

Sigh… I really think that Taika should evaluate himself and his way of thinking.

That would require a capacity for self-reflection and self-criticism that he pretty obviously lacks.