I have a practice of placing people on Twitter who tweet against gay people, or against same sex marriage, or in support of prohibition of such, etc., or whose stated opinions otherwise in my opinion fit the term homophobic into a twitter list I’ve labeled “Homophobes.”
Over time I’ve gradually added over 200 people to the list as I’ve seen them support bigotry.
Many people create such lists. I’m on some myself. One is called LWNJs (short for Left Wing Nut Jobs), another is called “Libturds,” there was another that seems to have dropped me… and most impressively, I’m on a list called “Pussies and Racists” and subtitled “I hate these people.” That list was created by someone called @PoliticsofAmy who in her bio lists says “Currently serving as Director of Talent 4 the #NextMrsKruiser pageant.” Whatever the fuck that is.
Also on the “Pussies and Racists” list are such known racists as Al Franken, Rep. Keith Ellison, Rachel Maddow, Barack Obama, Samuel L. Jackson, and Santa Claus. See the whole list of interesting “racists”: https://twitter.com/#!/politicsofamy/pussies-and-racists/members
And you know what? Who cares. Really. I’m OK with being on a list with Alec Baldwin, Van Jones, and others. Even if I weren’t, again… so what.
There are thousands if not millions of lists on Twitter people have been put into with titles like “assholes,” “atheist scum,” “lousy drivers,” etc. You create a list and it’s a reflection of your opinion and carries only whatever impact your opinion is worth.
Today, for the first time, someone I added to my “homophobes” list is accusing me of “slander.” They say that being against the “redefinition of marriage” is not evidence of homophobia. I say it is.
Maybe I’m a rude loudmouth bully, maybe not. But support Rick Santorum and come out against same sex marriage and guess what, I consider you a homophobe, and I’m gonna put you on my list of people I consider homophobes.
Law and order at #OWS. Near the New York Stock Exchange.
(Via @katz)
Sierra Hull & Carl Berggren
(Source: eeeegads)
I was pretty much a radical in the eyes of most before.
I also knew some history, I knew that a lot of what had been said about the 1960s hippies, about others such as Oakland’s own Black Panthers were lies, but I never knew the full extent until now.
I have seen it now. I have seen what really happened, and I have seen the “progressive” mayor of Oakland lie and continue to this day to lie about it, I have seen the police attack and maim innocents and lie about it and act to cover up their crimes, act to gather and collect and destroy evidence, and most importantly, I have seen the lies - the deliberate, coordinated effort in EVERY “NEWS” source - EVERY ONE of them - to paint the victims and the rest of the demonstrators as either drug abusers, partiers, people wanting to have sex in public, RAPISTS, Shariah law supporters, vandals, rioters, bums, and at the very least, simply spoiled college kids who have no idea what their own views are.
Nothing about the many middle-aged people, about the whole communities peacefully and happily marching with their children to take part in the civil process, nothing about the aged and disabled there concerned about cuts to their services. Nothing about the union workers. Nothing about the volunteer health care providers and medics.
LIES. Everywhere. NY Times. BBC News. Washington Post. All cable “news” networks. Deliberate, concerted, coordinated lies.
Now I understand more deeply about the “dirties hippies” of the sixties. Now I fully understand what I had intellectually already come to know about the “violent” Black Panthers of Oakland. Now I see. I had learned before that there were lies.
Now I know it was all lies. ALL LIES.
I was pretty radical. I have changed in the last 3 days. I have cried, I have spent two straight days without sleep, active, wearing myself out. I’m supposed to be disabled, but I couldn’t stop.
My stomach is still churning, now not because of upset, but because I don’t know who I am anymore. I haven’t had time to process this all, to internalize it, to let it integrate into my being.
My stomach is churning now because I don’t know who I will be when that process is done.
I know it’s a bit off-topic but I found this very powerful…
Daniel Ellsberg
I was the Bradley Manning of my day. In 1971 I too faced life (115 years) in prison for exposing classified government lies and crimes. President Obama says “the Ellsberg material…
Bathroom Graffiti Critique of the Day: A random tag in the bathroom of an art co-op elicits precisely the sort of response you’d expect. (Embiggen.)
[reddit.]
I didn’t think this was going to takeoff as much as it did. Sparked a pretty huge debate on Reddit. Anyway, big thanks to the mind of Case Hollingsworth. It’s his idea. All I did was illustrate it.