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New poll! Where do you stand politically? A for conservative, B for libertarian, C for Republican (They're actually technically just right wing liberals), D for Democrats, E for Socialists, F for Anarchists (Guilty as charged, baby!), G for Communist, H For Centralist, Or I for other (explain). I want to see the main politics of my main community! If you don't yet know, you can just take this quiz (http://www.politicalcompass.org/) and post results. It put me radical down and leaning to the right from the y axis so I'm an Individualist Anarchist.
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I personally think that ANTIFA is terrorist organisation due to the fact that one of the criteria in order for something to count as terrorism is : “The threatened or actual use of illegal force and violence by a non-state actor to attain a political, economic, religious, or social goal through fear, coercion, or intimidation.” This all applies to ANTIFA, as their apparent goal is to fight "Fascism" which is more or less everyone and eveyrthing that does not agree with them. That is what i think, however feel free to post what your think in the comments.
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Straight off the bat, I do NOT wish this thread to become in any way political. I am a resident of the UK and am curious as to whether any journalists etc will be caught short during the coverage of the counting and results. Please feel free to post anything you've noticed, and please keep everything neutral and unbiased!
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http://www.occidentaldissent.com/2019/02/02/virginia-gov-ralph-northman-crucified-for-wearing-blackface-in-college-yearbook/ Both the Democrats and Republicans are getting on his ass. Thoughts?
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I know this is an sensitive topic but I like sensitive topics so here's a question: Do you support Trump? Me personally, I feel that trying to keep terrorists and illegal immigrants out of the country is a good thing that many people take out of context. Like when CNN reported that trump was "banning Muslims" when really he was banning countries with potential terrorists in them. A lot of people disrespect trump, even to go as far as a politician calling for trumps assassination. A politician. Trump gets so much disrespect just because of the words he says and what ever he does gets put down or criticized by the media. He's said bad things but haven't we all? When Trump said the "grab her by the pussy" thing, that was meant to be a personal thing to a friend. Trump wasn't even saying he was going to do that, he was giving examples of how girls don't care what you do if you're a star. At the end of the day, words only affects what is thought of you but your actions is what makes you. Trump is a man of doing which is the reason why most Americans voted for him: because he does what he says he's going to do. You can get your feelings hurt because he uses strong language, but he's going to do it. So yes, I support trump. This isn't supposed to be propaganda, but this is how I feel about trump.
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Ahh Brexit, that awful word that strikes fear into the hearts of politicians, EU bureaucrats and French farmers. It seems like it’s been rumbling on for an age, like an old Ford Anglia, whose brakes have burnt out, again. So why am I writing about it I hear you ask. Well, partly because I’m bored and partly, because I’d like to put my point of view across. So without further ado... When I put my cross on the ballot paper on that faithful day, I didn’t know which way the wind would blow. However, one thing was for certain, democracy would show us the way, and so it turned out... kind of. The following morning I woke to learn that indeed, the British public had voted to leave the EU super bloc. I was delighted. That same day a very competent Prime Minister resigned, a true shame I thought, Mr Cameron may have been too left leaning for my liking, but he knew what he was doing. However, I cannot say the same for his replacement, our current PM, Mrs May. For now, I’ll outline my reasons for voting leave. 1. Sovereignty; Deep down, I’m a nationalist, I’m proud of my country, our history and our deep roots in promoting and defending democracy; a fact which many EU nations should be well aware off. 2. The EU; When the EEC was first devised the whole premise of the idea was to promote free trade, democracy, prosperity and political adhesion. Oh and to form a political super bloc against the Soviet Union. All good stuff. Except that’s not the case anymore, is it? Thd EU now is a nation of its own right, governed from Brussels and Berlin. It makes laws which all members MUST adhere too, it has its own bank, it’s own currency and is currently in the process of forming its own military. That is not something i want for Britain. 3. British economic interests; Right now Britain trades freely with the EU, excellent! Except it isn’t actually free. The truth is, we pay for access to the “free market” by way of substantial contributions to the EU central bank, for which the British taxpayer sees what exactly? As it stands, EU nations and particularly Germany sell more to Britain than we sell to them, this is why Germany is keen to come to an agreement on free trade after our EU exit. So why should Britain pay for such things? Surely Britain is better off trading under WTO rules than forking out billions upon billions to fund the EU gravy train. Simply put, we’ll be better off trading with the WORLD, not just the EU. 4. Common sense; I can sum up the EU in two words; rigid bureaucracy. You only have to look at the behaviour of the EU leaders and “negotiators” throughout the current Brexit talks to understand this. The EU does not want Britain to leave and why? Because they fear it’ll start an exodus. European bigwigs fear that once Britain has shown the path, others will realise that the EU is not the be all and end all and that they can survive as an independent sovereign nation. Quite frankly I could go on all week, but I feel I have said enough. So I’ll end by saying this; I hope this was thought provoking. Also to all you Finnish folks; Hyvää Itsenäisyyspäivää 100-vuotias Suomi.
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As a joke, and because he got them for free someplace, one of my friends gave me a couple t-shirts supporting a politician I hate. I want to make a video of myself peeing on the t-shirts, and post it like I do my others, but I'm not sure if I'd get in legal trouble. Anyone out there know?
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Author's Note: I had the itch to write again and so I decided try something a little different from my usual fare. A slight twist on my past style rather than a direct improvement. I included the bucket list of tags because the story will eventually contain some of all of them, though not necessarily all at the same time and definitely not in every chapter. As always please reply with any comments, suggestions, critiques, or even just to say "hi". Don't worry, you won't hurt my feelings. Enjoy. AS: Beginning at chapter I is highly recommended for plot and character reasons. Desperation begins in chapter II and wettings and peeing begin in chapter IV. Chapter I: The Gods Gather For the first time in centuries, the thirteen gods of the Pantheon gathered within the stone chamber known simply as The Round. Hidden away from the rest of the world within its own secret space only they could access. Around the perfect triskaidecagonal table they sat on throne like seats as soft as cushions, each manifested in their preferred mortal form. Not truly omniscient or omnipresent, most preferred to stay with their chosen people or country. Starting clockwise from the head of the table they were: Ori, the goddess of creation and nominal head of the Pantheon. She took the form of a human wearing a simple gown of pure white that left her shoulders bare. Her long blond hair fell in a gentle sheet down her back and obsidian jewelry brought out her dark eyes. She was the patron of the holy city Arabesque. Marshall, the god of war. He also appeared human, garbed in the traditional military uniform of Kylon. The sand colored uniform and metallic trimmings were extremely out of place. With his tall barrel chested figure and sharp expressions he cultivated a domineering presence. He was the patron of the Free State of Kylon. Skale, the god of judgement and justice. Unlike the others who took on forms of their own ideals, he looked the same way he did before ascending to godhood, a pudgy vampire with slick, perfectly combed hair a cape with a popped collar and pointed features. He was the patron of the vampiric races and the Nightland Estates. Marina, the goddess of magic and knowledge. A hemi-aima with the large fluffy ears and tail of a cat, she was the slimmest of all the gods with a curvy body that looked even skinnier next to Skale’s bulk. She wore a green robe open revealing a blouse and skirt both covered with button sized magic circles. She was the patron of hemi-aimas and the oasis city Sanctuary. Idyl, the goddess of youth and beauty. She was a modestly endowed angel with ice blue hair, pearly skin, and long silver wings that somehow managed to fold neatly behind her if she needed them to. Probably because magic. She liked to dress in flowing silks and spent most of her time in Arabesque. Marks, the god of the sea and traders. He looked aged with chiseled features and a thick iron colored beard and mustache. His royal blue colored leather uniform rivaled Marshall’s. He was the patron of the port city Thuhpoynt and the commercial hub Ovthis. Comfrey, the goddess of nature. She changed her apparent age frequently, but never her race or gender. She looked like a fairy with translucent moth wings the same chocolate brown as her hair which she braided elaborately in the shape of a flower with a single strand allowed to hang loose. Right now she was at her most frequent state, that of an adolescent. In her opinion the prime state where one is just old enough to be capable and still have the infinite possibilities of life ahead of them. She wore a thick traveling cloak and sturdy leather clothing. Parley, the god of philosophy and mercy. An elven scholar with emerald eyes like others of his race. He liked to travel widely but often returned to the forest glades of Old Haven to take care of the elven race and convene with Mainur. Mainur, the god of cunning. A drow with blue purple skin and pitch black hair. He controlled vast swathes of the Below, the network of underground passages, caves, and dwellings belonging to various races. He was the patron god all who lived in the Below and had a reputation for pulling grand elaborate schemes for his own amusement, often at the expense of others although he had a known soft spot for Parley with whom he often met with. Twilight, the goddess of death. A vampire who dressed in a pitch black dress that left her arms and legs exposed. It was hot as hell where the Kingdom of the Dead was situated necessarily close to the genesis flame. She originally died close to adulthood and kept the same appearance. Karma, the goddess of luck and inspiration. A human dressed in a bizarre mess of tattered jacket over a nice shirt and pants and roughed boots. She lounged back in her chair as she always did rhythmically flipping a coin in the air to see how many times in a row she could get tails. Of course she could guarantee it with divine power but that would ruin the point. She was patron of the city Opportunity. Arkhein, the goddess of custom. She was an elf clad not in the more traditional loose fitting garb of her kin, but a fitted golden vest, belted white shorts, a flowing cape, and stylized elbow length gloves and knee high boots. Her sea green hair contained a gold ornament depicting a hydra. She was the patron of the Empire. Jack, the god of craftsmen. He was more muscly that even Marshall though not quite so tall. His leather clothing had all sorts of pockets hidden everywhere containing a multitude of half finished projects. He was the patron of the Kaiser Industrial Zone and Ori’s right hand man. “Sorry, sorry.” Arkhein appeared and gracefully took her seat. “I had an issue to take care of.” “That’s quite alright, we haven’t been waiting long.” Ori smiled at her before looking pointedly at Skale. “You were the one who convened this gathering, correct?” “Indeed.” Skale nodded gravely. “I believe the time has come for an accounting.” An accounting was when all the gods of the pantheon discussed the other gods of realm and decide for each one if they had done something worth pantheon intervention. Most of these gods such as Ordan the god of time, Zenith the god of the sky, and Miros the god of sea contented themselves with maintaining the laws over which they had been given dominion and never interfered with the mortal world. But there times when even these gods had to be brought in line such as when Miros began flooding the eastern shores or whenever the rogue god Dester tried to destroy the world. Skale waved his hands, a glass of vibrantly pink liquid appeared in front of each of them. “...and I’ve recently been made aware of this drink I think we all should try.” PS: If my chapters seem short, its because I break a new chapter approximately every 1000 words or so.
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