Progress is not an illusion, it happens, but it is slow and invariably disappointing. There is always a new tyrant waiting to take over from the old — generally not quite so bad, but still a tyrant. Consequently two viewpoints are always tenable. The one, how can you improve human nature until you have changed the system? The other, what is the use of changing the system before you have improved human nature? They appeal to different individuals, and they probably show a tendency to alternate in point of time. The moralist and the revolutionary are constantly undermining one another. Marx exploded a hundred tons of dynamite beneath the moralist position, and we are still living in the echo of that tremendous crash. But already, somewhere or other, the sappers are at work and fresh dynamite is being tamped in place to blow Marx to the moon.
George Orwell (via maxistentialist)

kateordie:

logmantm:

Oh snap!

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Anthony Bourdain: KICK OUT THE JAMS

anthonybourdain:

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This is it.

The last episode of our second season of PARTS UNKNOWN.
And I’m glad it’s set in Detroit. Because Detroit, for many Americans, is an abstraction—truly, if incredibly, a part unknown.

One only need look at some of our representatives who, a while back, were actually suggesting…


johnisdead:

ok i promise i will stop posting these and become a productive member of society now

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maxistentialist:

When I was in college Karl Rove came to speak on a grant from our political science department and I weaseled my way into a small dinner with him and the college president. Rove was a few years out of office, and I was curious to see if, when in a more private setting, he was a true believer in his ideology or just full of shit.

Turns out he’s just full of shit, and he also tried to give a drink order to a black student attending the reception.

I was at the same dinner with Max. At the time I was a self-described libertarian and was invited since I was one of the few “conservatives” at the school. It took me MONTHS to realize the things I believed were bullshit and I don’t remember much of the dinner. I do remember that the limited chance I had to speak with him he kept calling me a Republican and I kept correcting him. 

Months later he “wrote” me a letter thanking me for my attendance and once again called me a republican. 

PS. I need to find out if I kept that letter…

He was a cunt.

GAWKER: Kanye West Knows You Think He Sounded Nuts on Kimmel

ssoulkitchen:

“There’s a form of mental torture called “gaslighting,” its name taken from a play in which a man convinces his wife that the gas lights in their home she sees brightening and dimming are, in fact, maintaining a steady glow. His ultimate goal is to drive his her into a mental institution and take all her money, and soon the woman ends up in an argument with herself about whether she’s losing her mind. American race relations have a similar narrative: An entire set of minorities confident that the everyday slights they’re seeing are real and hurtful, and an entire set of other people assuring them that they’re wrong.”

Kanye West Knows You Think He Sounded Nuts on Kimmel (via interweber)

The article this is pulled from blew my mind. Admittedly I don’t experience the subtle form of modern racism that it focuses on, but the author explained it in an incredibly clear and empathetic way that I feel pretty shaken at the end of it. 

Highly suggest reading it. 

(Source: Gawker)

thewithywindle:

Guys I’m serious in the 7th grade we had to do oral presentations on our hobbies or some shit, teaching the class how to do something we liked to do, and everyone did normal “I have social skills” bullshit like fishing or tumbling and I did mine on forum RPGs and the whole class was like …wtf this is exactly why you have zero friends

Another time I was in a few spectacular RPGs with a small crew of friends and I’d gotten one kid from my school bus route to join some of them, and THEN I GOT GROUNDED FROM THE MOTHERFUCKING COMPUTER FOR LIKE TWO MONTHS which was a goddamn eternity in forum-world, and I tried to get on my forums from the school computer but the free invisionfree/proboards sites were impossible to find via 90s Google so I had my bus friend write down the long-ass URLs for me on notebook paper so I could sneak into the library after school and update my shit

It drove my parents crazy that I would spend hours upon fucking hours on these things pretending to be an ancient half-fae woman with a DARK SECRET or a wolf-born warrior princess with a DARK SECRET or a traveling sorceress with a DARK SECRET and staying up forever because EVERYONE IS ONLINE RIGHT NOW I HAVE TO KEEP UPDATING MOM LEAVE ME ALONE partly because I had a crush on Devin/Errowyng who played all the same forums as me HE LET ME BE DRAGONBLOOD ROYALTY IN HIS NEW BOARD SO I GUESS YOU COULD SAY IT’S GETTING PRETTY SERIOUS

…and look I turned out fine

I have so many similar memories. Except I kept my forum rpg successfully secret for a very long time. 


sexmusic:

tko // justin timberlake

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oh shit this songgg

Good-morning-spam at it’s finest.