Jan Brueghel the Elder - The Adoration of the Kings (detail)

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Why isn't there a muslim outrage about the persecution of non Muslims in Africa & the Middle East? You're all a bunch of savages.



You’re totally right.

I don’t know why we didn’t get orders from the great Muslamic hive-mind on what to think today. I usually share my brainwaves with every Muslim on the planet, so that we can all act the same way and all have one position on any issue.

Maybe there are technical difficulties at Muslim HQ™? You know, where all the Muslim decisions come from, for all the Muslims in the world.

All I got was my regular programming, you know…world domination, hating freedom, shuurriyaah law.

I’m sorry, I truly can’t answer you without further Muslim HQ™ discretion. I’ll just go take my daily Hummus shower with my Falafel scented soap and hope things get sorted out during it.

But you’re right. We should be civilized like you and call 23% of the whole planet savages and treat them as a homogenous blob with no humanity.

When the time comes for you to make a change, to grow, to do your life in a different way, the universe will make you so uncomfortable, so unhappy, you will eventually have no choice. If you insist on staying in a place you no longer belong in, if you do not grow the courage to do what is necessary to propel yourself forward, you will suffer the consequences, whatever they may be.

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Two and a half years ago I was in dire financial straights, so I sold my home to keep my struggling business afloat. I neglected to tell the owners that they have an 800 sq. ft. bunker on the property that I built about seven years ago. The bunker that I’ve called home since I sold it. The entrance to it is well-hidden, but I still come and go very early/very late in the day.

I’m a single man who keeps to himself. I’m now in a situation where I could move somewhere else, but I love this hidden paradise so much.

I came very, very close to committing a school shooting

I was picked on A LOT in high school. I think it was because I tried so hard to be cool and everyone saw right through it. There were these 4 cowboy jock types that gave it to me the worst. After being publicly humiliated and beaten in front of a girl I liked (as she laughed/cheered), I decided that none of it was worth it anymore. I had no support at home being an only child and having parents that worked constantly, and cutting and burning myself didn’t make me feel better anymore. So I got my dad’s handgun out of the gun-safe (he uses the same combo for everything, the idiot) and brought it to school with me the next day.

I can’t adequately describe to you guys how ready I was to kill these four. I had absolutely no fear or doubt in my mind. I wanted nothing more than to show everyone what happens when you push someone over the edge like they did. I had the gun tucked in my waistline. I was wearing this baggy pair of cargo shorts that i wore a couple times a week that day. I remember walking towards the cowboy’s table, so goddamn ready for it to be over, when the gun fell out of my waistline, down my left short leg and made the loudest fucking sound as it hit the cafeteria floor. I tried my best to grab the gun real quick, but people saw what it was and screamed, and one of the instructors tackled me to the ground.

They eventually concluded that I had brought the gun to school to impress people with badassery, and had no intention of using it. I was expelled and sent to live at a youth ranch in Idaho until I was 18. I did have the intention of using it though. I was going to kill all of them. I’m 24 now, and I still think about it all the time. I have not recovered from high school. I’m still terrified of people in general, and avoid having relationships because of what I fear I’m capable of.

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Wynn Chamberlain, Interior: Late August 1955



im reading an article for my politics class and

is this the nemesis of soft communism


IKEA has donated $2.5 million worth of mattresses, quilts, pillows and bedding :-) #Iraq

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