I love the recent culture shift on here where the hip cool funney public persona changed from “lol I’m so depressed I’m a piece of trash nobody loves me lmao” to “i am a humble gremlin, and i will suplex god for his transgressions”
“Lacron was also behind a Tumblr account, “CharlestonChurchMiracle,” according to the U.S. Attorney’s Office. That account, which is still live, contains hundreds of images that glorify mass killings.“
No female presenting nipples though I guess.
White violence has to be named so it can be changed.
That blog seems to be unsearchable now (though you now get a literal nazi-fetishist true crime blog and some other offering support/condolences in her tag)
But then there’s these three chucklefucks. The one in the middle could be anything, but the first and last are clearly ‘true crime’ blogs obsessed with our deaths. So. Like, fuck alladem
Name a conspiracy theory superior in raw power to “there are no actual forests on Earth"
imma need some context on that cause WHAT?
“forests” = minuscule form of what trees on Earth can be, basically saplings “mesas” = not landforms, but petrified ancient tree trunks IIRC the theory goes that all forests on Earth were destroyed ages ago and it takes them ridiculous times to regrow, with those giant mammoth redwood trees just being the oldest ones that have grown the most
do you think giant trees would have proportionally giant branhes or would they just be like furry green spears? LOL
I love how the implication is that the flat tops of mesas were caused by something equally enormous CUTTING THEM DOWN
Paul Bunyan cryptid confirmed
Sorry but I think the “phantom time hypothesis” is better. Theres people who believe about 300 years of history was just made up, including the fabrication of evidence.
Dr Seuss: ‘Maybe Christmas,’ he thought, ‘doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas … perhaps … means a little bit more!’
Illumination:
Then they got an idea! An awful idea!
THE BRANDS GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA! All the marketers thought, “Why should tickets suffice? With the Grinch selling knick-knacks, why, we’ll be paid twice!”
Forget all the morals! There’s cash to be made. From frosting to forklifts to Grinch Gatorade! Just slap his face on there and tint it with green And prepare for profits, yes, profits obscene!
From a seasonal, festival holiday grump, The Grinch had been played for a capital chump. “No more! Won’t you forget these trinkets?” he pleads. “Christmas isn’t junk! It’s your bonds and your deeds.”
For a moment, they paused. Was there more to this day Than products and placements and big bonus pay? The PR men sniffed and they shrugged and they sighed. Then they threw him some cash and they went back inside.