Sweet Tea & Nicotine

ginkgo-bilobas:

I was born in the late nineteen hundreds

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safije:

Hiking through Tajikistan, Central Asia.

© Bunch of Backpackers

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daneelsolivaw:

The Foundation fandom is actually so real because there’s not a single character who everyone likes. I swear there are people who love Hari, people who loathe Hari, people who love Demerzel, people who think Demerzel is deranged and evil, people who love the Cleons, people who love only one Cleon, people who hate the Cleons regardless of how hot Lee Pace is, people who love Salvor, people who hate Salvor, people who love Gaal, people who hate Gaal, people who want Ignis to win because Tellem is hot, people who want everyone in the Empire to rot, and of course people who realistically crave every major character carnally and are completely blind to the horrors who are totally valid

bellamyblcke:

a clone genetic dynasty as a metaphor for empire is one of THE spiciest ideas of all time! the hubris, the self hatred, the horrific interchangeability! the regret at the end of one clone’s life immediately overshadowed by the younger version’s replacing of him! the terrible comfort of growing up to be who you already are because you yourself have taught yourself to be that self! wanting to make different decisions and inevitably always making the same ones over and over and over again until you die (but with the knowledge that the same thing will happen again once you are gone)! and all along the empire cycles and cycles and cycles

spockvarietyhour:

Spacers and their patterns.

thefinanigansposts:

motherkatereloyshipper:

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traycakes:

sinnahsaint:

enki2:

Which is why it’s important to not be mean.

Their cult teaches them that the world is full of scary monster people who hate them for being so good and loved by god. If you swear at them and call them names or get in their face you’re just doing the cults work for it.

I’m not saying you have to listen to their presentation or try to debate them (and really getting into a debate without thoroughly understanding what they’re being taught will just make things worse)… I am just saying to be polite and say no thank you like if they were trying to hand you a flyer for something you don’t care about.

It’s easier for them to see the world outside their bubble as less scary if they see everyday people just going about their business and being as nice to them as you are to everyone else. This goes doubly for anyone who happens to dress modestly, not swear, and not drink or smoke because whatever you believe, they’ll see you as a “good” person who happens to strangely have no interest in their “message”, and that might be enough to get some curious about the possibility of themselves living in the real world.

It’s sometimes hard to be nice to people who seem to represent something you dislike. Just remember these “elders” are sheltered young men, some of which are getting their first real contact with people of other/no faiths.

They are not your enemy. They are victims.

They aren’t being sent out to actually convert people, they are being sent out hoping that they will be harassed and treated poorly so they view those outside the cult as dangerous and evil and stick to the safety of the familiar group.

You being mean to some teenager isn’t sticking it to anyone, you’re doing exactly what their church elders want to happen.

PLEASE READ THIS.

Please read this.

Don’t do the church’s work for them.

If you’re kind to enough of them, they put you on a block list.

They were such sweet kids, they’d turn up at my door with the thatch of raspberries out front and try to share their word with me, and I’m me, so, I fed them.

Then it was one of the wee ‘elder’s’ birthday, so I made him a cake, and all the little lads came, and they asked about my books and board games and CCGs, I was just a nice frumpy middle aged Jewish lady, I was no threat, so I fed them and made them cakes and took them to the local gaming store and listened when they talked.

One loved yu-gi-oh cards, and it turns out, one of the other wee lads, we’ll he loved him back, so I got them in touch with some resources so they had support and a different way to pay for college, they’re still together 15 years later, they have dogs, they send me ecards on their birthday. No-one figured out I’d.helped them, I was just the nice lady who made them tea and listened when people were slamming doors.

The next one really wanted to be an artist, so I left out art books and resources, my eldest shared their coptic markers, they draw comic books now, no idea why his folks were insisting he needed to be a dentist, but, he’s not a Mormon anymore, (not a Jew either before anyone makes any counter conversion claims).

The first 2 lads were the only dramatic ones, the rest went back into the network but, like Hugh of Borg, they spread the word, sometimes I’d get Mormons from other cities come and make the journey to break bread at my Sabbath table and be seen.

I still think very fondly of that time.

Many of those boys still email me now and then.

Most of them aren’t Mormons anymore.

Someone higher up spotted the pattern and suddenly no more Mormons at my door.

I was blacklisted, for kindness.

So there you go, if you don’t want Mormons at your door, just love those kids for a couple of years, feed them, help them, and eventually, no more will be allowed to visit

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fatimamononoke:

I did it out of love. You don’t owe me anything.

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