May. 24th, 2017

#i’m not kidding#it was this scene in the trailer that convinced me to watch this movie#i can sense old married queers from a mile away#i have hayes code refined queerdar #rogue one #star wars #chirrut imwe#baze malbus #spiritassassin #gif warning #gun warning tags via @wrangletangle

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A boring video showing my wasted morning: rethreaded my Singer ProFinish serger 6 times and set tensions according to various YouTube tutorials, this is how it sews. Needle B doesn’t actually sew (it goes back and forth thru the fabric but nothing catches so it’s just a loose tail of thread), and Needle A becomes magically unthreaded, then rethreaded with a loop of itself, within the first three or four turns of the handcrank. Net result: bullshit.
Changed both needles, tried again, still this. I now could thread this thing in the dark underwater, but it still won’t work.
Surely something’s broken? I don’t know what else to do. I’ve had it 2 years and used it a fair bit, enough that this isn’t my first set of new needles. But I got nothin. Ugh!

A post shared by Bridget Kelly (@bomberqueen17) on May 24, 2017 at 11:44am PDT

A more Zen video: the egg hens, up on pasture. Note the truly excellent rooster work here from Fabio, who runs up as you approach, gives fabulous stink-eye surveillance, but does not assault you.
One of the new little pullets had clearly never seen human toes before (I was in flip-flops): she followed me around, completely entranced, but never quite dared to take a peck. I didn’t manage to get her in the video though. (at Laughing Earth)

But scapegoating poor whites keeps the conversation away from fascism’s real base: the petite bourgeoisie. This is a piece of jargon used mostly by Marxists to denote small-property owners, whose nearest equivalents these days may be the “upper middle class” or “small-business owners.” FiveThirtyEight reported last May that “the median household income of a Trump voter so far in the primaries is about $72,000,” or roughly 130 percent of the national median. Trump’s real base, the actual backbone of fascism, isn’t poor and working-class voters, but middle-class and affluent whites. Often self-employed, possessed of a retirement account and a home as a nest egg, this is the stratum taken in by Horatio Alger stories. They can envision playing the market well enough to become the next Trump. They haven’t won “big-league,” but they’ve won enough to be invested in the hierarchy they aspire to climb. If only America were made great again, they could become the haute 
bourgeoisie—the storied “1 percent.”

Trump’s most institutionally entrenched middle-class base includes police and Border Patrol unions, whom he promptly unleashed after his inauguration by allowing them free rein in enforcing his vague but terrifying immigration orders, and by appointing an attorney general who would call off investigations into troubled police departments. As wanton as their human-rights atrocities in the years leading up to the Trump era have been, law-enforcement agents are already making their earlier conduct look like a model of restraint. They are Trump’s most passionate supporters and make concrete his contempt for anyone not white, male, and rich.

Always and everywhere, this sort of petit bourgeois constitutes the core of fascism. In The Mass Psychology of Fascism, his look at the German economy and ideology in the five years preceding Adolf Hitler’s rise to power, Wilhelm Reich argued that this was largely because of the petite bourgeoisie’s dependence on the patriarchal family unit, which he called the “central reactionary germ cell” of “the authoritarian state.” As the “heads” of their families, small-business-owning men often exploited their wives and children and enforced a patriarchal morality on them in the interest of protecting their somewhat vulnerable enterprises. This oriented the petite bourgeoisie structurally toward reactionary politics.

If the petit-bourgeois American suburbs embody a sexist hierarchy, they exist in order to enforce a racist one. In the mid-20th century, white northern and western urbanites faced a choice: Stay in the cities where Jim Crow was driving a “Great Migration” of millions of black people, or flee to the new suburban residential developments, complete with racist exclusionary charters. The Federal Housing Administration made the choice easy: Its policy redlined neighborhoods where black people were settling as having low “residential security,” thus making financial services inaccessible. In white-only suburban communities, however, the FHA was pleased to guarantee home mortgages. “There goes the neighborhood,” said millions, and fled.

Their material security bound up in the value of their real-estate assets, suburban white people had powerful incentives to keep their neighborhoods white. Just by their very proximity, black people would make their neighborhoods less desirable to future white home-buyers, thereby depreciating the value of the location. Location being the first rule of real estate, suburban homeowners nurtured racist attitudes, while deluding themselves that they weren’t excluding black people for reasons beyond their pocketbooks.

In recent decades, rising urban rents have been pushing lower-income people to more peripheral locations. As suburbia has grown poorer, the more affluent homeowners have fled for the even greener pastures of exurbia. Everywhere they turn, their economic anxiety 
follows them.

And yet, “among people I talk to, ‘economic anxiety’ has become kind of a joke slogan,” New York Times columnist Paul Krugman told CNN’s Christiane Amanpour, by way of explaining Trump’s rise. “I mean, there is real economic hardship. West Virginia is not a happy place. But…it’s really mostly about race.” Krugman and Amanpour’s seamless transition from “anxiety” to “hardship” betrays the assumption that haunted the entire discussion: that the only form of economic anxiety is deprivation. To the contrary, the form of economic anxiety propelling the racism of devoted Trump supporters is associated with paying taxes; with jealously guarding their modest savings; with stopping black people from moving nearby and diminishing the value of their property and thus the quality of their kids’ schools; and with preserving the patriarchal family structure that facilitates it all.


Trumpism: It’s Coming From the Suburbs by Jesse A. Myerson




read, digest, read again, and share.

(via lux-obscura)

I know you hate the EU and I generally tend to treat it as a garden to be culled from at will but also, this quote from Rebel Rising preceded by the fact that Saw tells a tiny jyn about how his sister had to die a martyr before Onderon could be united and free themselves from the Separatists is the greatest thing:

“ The resistance needs a martyr. A tragedy. Something so horrific that people can’t help but stand up and fight, too. You understand?…… All you need is one good, solid tragedy, and the people will flock. Nothing unites people like that. If Idryssa wants to really rally people behind her, she needs to do it while standing on some graves.“

…. and I refuse to believe that there wasn’t a part of Saw who wanted to be a martyr just like his sister, to be something grand and symbolic they would all rally around - more so as he began to slide further into paranoia with that inkling of self awareness that told him this was him reaching the end of the line and the fear that came along with it, that he had somehow essentially failed in a way his sister had not.

#idk i look at saw and see simultaneously the best and the worst of the left embodied in him#and its hard to believe with all that exaggerated pantomime re bodhi#that saw had not in some way fallen prey to the gnawing insecure narcissism#of wanting to be a martyr. like his sister. to unite the rebellion.#to be meaningful and be a meaningful memorialized catalyst and symbol for rebellion#but nope. his sister’s shadow lingers over his life and ultimately overshadows him#bc jedha disappears in a mining accident and it’s alderaan and the organas who become the symbols#and there’s actually something deeply ironic and perverse about that#that chamerionwrites pointed out - that the outer rim had already been ruined was already a mass grave already filled with martyrs#but the one which stuck was the core world one (via @tobermoriansass)



oh my god that is such a bitter and true detail of the whole thing.
So the organic certification came through (it’s not a blanket certification, it’s for specific products and processes on the farm, but it includes the plant starts in the ongoing plant sale!). So my sister made these little banners to affix to the signs of the relevant things. Farmbaby (3) saw this one, and came running to me and said, “WE WON! WE’RE IN FIRST PLACE! WE’RE WINNERS!” (at Laughing Earth)



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