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#BREAKING MASS ARRESTS as NYPD pour hundreds of cops inside Columbia University, Raiding Encampment
— Oliya Scootercaster π΄ (@ScooterCasterNY) May 1, 2024
Video by Olga Fe [email protected] to license pic.twitter.com/YnS6v4V00p
The person throwing themselves down the stairs and screaming is an all timer
https://twitter.com/ScooterCasterNY/status/1785508034070159781
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Four people stabbed and slashed by a man carrying a samurai sword in Hainault station in Redbridge Essex this morning.
— Tommy Robinson π¬π§ (@TRobinsonNewEra) April 30, 2024
Some reports are saying the attacker is 15 years old.
Not a chance. pic.twitter.com/JRIdoP5llj
Location:
Unfortunately it was a white guy or the memes would be excellent
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/live/uk-england-london-68926446
https://twitter.com/MPSRedbridge/status/1785226912924635540
- Shellshock : Ngl that was a hard butt video
- LappIand : literally who
- DickButtKiss : the video stinks and was not "hard butt" at all. If you know a lot of furry lore maybe it was funny
- KangThaConquered : furry lore isnt real take your meds
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No reason to drink outside of purely hedonistic alcoholism. Drank 3 four lokos because frick it why not.
Currently just catching up on anime and darn is it hard to read subtitles quickly when shitfaced but the latest season of reincarnated as a slime is pretty good
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It bothers me that a queer Black kid is held accountable for calling for Jews, sorry, Zionists, to die but all the rich white kids saying the exact same things face no accountability.
— Alex ΧΧΧ’ΧΧ ΧΧ Χ°Χ’ΧΧ°Χ (@JewishWonk) April 28, 2024
All politics are identity politics. They aren't "progressives", they're left-wing populists who engage in left-wing white identity politics. They appropriate and weaponize Black identity politics even as they complain about "weaponized Black idpol". The right does the same thing.
Incredible takeaway 0/10
These Black and queer kids openly advocating for terrorists that would kill them need to know that their fellow protestors feel similarly dismissive of their safety, and utilize similar tactics like human shields.
Like look at the girl they have starting fights with counterprotesters to create selectively edited propaganda. She's a Black woman. That's not a coincidence.
I think it's about time we retire this absurd idea that the Free Palestine movement, and the left more generally, is the product of an affluent white vanguard, and therefore all responsibility must be laid at the feet of white ppl alone.
This conception - whereby everything is recapitulated as a representation of white rapaciousness and exploitation - actually reinforces the very structure of critique that got us here.
So what, he gets a pass? This venomous sociopath who livestreamed himself calling for the murder of Jews gets a pass? Why? On what basis do you exculpate this hateful little demon?
4 years now it's been βshut up, white lefties and let minorities leadβ but now it's βlook at these white lefties getting away with quietly doing what louder minorities will be punished for.β
Ha ha!! One thing I agree with the Left about, there's nothing worse than white lefties!
Have you considered therapy or a journal
Frick off Nazi scum
If Jewish people want continued support fighting Antisemitism, at least acknowledge his secondary targets and condemn that as well
He sees us as the same.
Lakewood underground facility calls for this specimenβ¦
Their fundamental fear is us, and they identify us with their doom as far back as Hadrian or the first expulsions in Europe. We are "Amalek". They refuse to give this up even when many whites are duped into supporting them, and will continue to seek our destruction
It was a class argument but your Nazi-addled brain struggles to formulate anything approaching a coherent thought once you see a Jew speaking
If it was about class why didn't you say a poor black kid? It's concerning that your first response to a black person saying something antisemitic is to turn around & demand punishment of White people
To me there's no meaningful distinction between a "leader" (it's a bunch of leftists in tents, what does leadership mean here?) and everyone else involved calling for Jews to die.
They are not all far leftist. They are far right wing communists. They are working together.
This is as dumb as rightoids who think Hitler was far left
Future repubs
Lmao you people are delusional, enjoy the fruits of your beliefs
It's more of the general top down belief structure but the longevity of βliberal Zionismβ seems to be a bit shaky β¦
this is an inspiring synthesis of two annoying belief systems
Rich white kids are taught to say these things more carefully.
This is by the way another reason why non-privileged folk should be careful. The white privileged core of the movement uses them as an airbag.
Yup
I noticed today you're completely separate from white people. You talk about them as though they're different from you. But in the past you've called yourself white.
Get lost
In the Soviet Union I was not white. In America, I am treated as white for things like how cops, employers, and access to education treat me. But when Nazis decide someone needs to die I am again not white. A more curious mind would wonder why it is a Jew may not identify with that label.
Where's a rich white kid saying the exact same thing and facing no accountability?
Inside his head.
Your life is so hard, what with all the Cheetos on your keyboard
(https://twitter.com/HenryEvery1695/status/1784930732005065039)
Also goes to prove Jews will never leave whites alone. Those rich whites he talks about will go the full 9 yards for jew causes like immigrants, multi culturalism, homosexuality, & antifa, & yet the jew STILL throws them under the bus. Always the whites fault w/ these orientals
[It's the American way. Just like we as Jews are so threatening to white supremacists. We can hide among them while we secretly advance all the other groups they are so scared of.]
Not anymore, jew.
If you google this guyβs name, you can see he seeks the limelight, has been covered in the media throughout his high school career, and craves the spotlight. He pursued that leadership role more than anybody pushed him into it.
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Our little sub has ruffled a lot of feathers for some reason, and there apparently is a concerted effort among Swifties to doxx me, and presumably others who comment here. So far, they have been way off base with my personal information (I'm from Ohio, you fricking morons), but I'm certain they will keep trying.
To the Swifties trying to doxx me, let me be clear. You don't scare me, and you won't intimidate me into shutting this sub down. Also, this shit is not that serious, but if trying to find out my address makes you happy, have at it. I'll warn you, Ohio is a castle doctrine and stand your ground state, and I won't miss π
To anyone else subject to the pathetic wrath of loser butt Swifties, I'm sorry. If you're doxxed and want to take legal action, I'll be happy to contribute to your legal fees as long as you have an attorney willing to sue these frickers and their families for every dime they have. No mercy, regardless of how old, young, rich, or poor they are. I want to ensure their grandkids that haven't even been born yet will have to live in squalor.
If your profile has any identifiable information, you may consider removing it before participating in this sub.
As always, STAY MAD, SWIFTIES!
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Thatβs not her @TwitterSupport. There is now way this the same person in her profile pic. Youβre being catfished. https://t.co/wgLxraYsm5 pic.twitter.com/b59yb4YkF6
— Prison Mitch (@MidnightMitch) January 20, 2023
JoJoFromJerz is one of those terminally tweeting leftoid accounts that was invited to the White House a few months ago
These folx got invited to the White House...For tweeting...all day everyday.
She has 409 patrons at, minimum, 10 dollars a month she is pulling in 4k a month...for tweeting
She is a regular feature on the Defiant L's Twitter account. Some good ones:
https://pbs.twimg.com/media/FeGfGE_XEAEfyFh?format=jpg&name=medium
https://pbs.twimg.com/media/FZQ8uWUX0AECR_2?format=jpg&name=900x900
https://pbs.twimg.com/media/FkriL5EXEAAg5pW?format=jpg&name=large
She was locked out of her main account a few days ago. Maybe she has ? NO
https://twitter.com/realJojoJerz/status/1615856304475746304
Iβm still dealing with Twitter sorting out my JoJoFromJerz account after they locked it through NO FAULT of my mine, and let me tell you, this is not fun. But Iβm here. On my personal account & I will rebuild that JoJo account if I have to. I donβt want to have to. But I will.
https://twitter.com/realJojoJerz/status/1616140618249695233
Itβs so depressing to see my JoJoFromJerz account just sitting there like itβs Tiffany Trump. It exists but no really sees it. π
Rocket Daddy PLEASEEEE
@ elonmusk can you look into this please? I have been locked out of my JoJoFromJerz account and I havenβt violated TOS or done anything wrong.
Elon, Twitter locked my JoJoFromJerz account with 750,000 followers for βmy protectionβ & has not allowed me to access it since Monday. I didnβt violate TOS. Do you care about the larger blue accounts on here as well as the red ones? I was also subscribed to Twitter blue. Help?
She was apparently hacked a month ago
https://twitter.com/CalltoActivism/status/1604616635670724609
Gosh the life of a Twitter grifter is so hard
Edit: Links fixed
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I woke up, startled. I looked around my room to see what had woke me and made me jolt awake. I then saw a silhouette of a person in my doorway. The person walked in.
I then realized it was my son Cody. He was walking up to my bed in his Blue Buzz Lightyear pajamas. He then looked up at me and asked βDaddy, when can we go to Chuck E' Cheese?β I glanced over to my alarm clock and saw that the time was 3:48 AM. I replied to his question in an annoyed and groggy voice, βCody, why are you asking to go to Chuck E' Cheese at 3:00 in the morning? Don't you know me and your mother have to go to work?β He replied with βSorry Daddy for waking you up but I REALLY wanna go to Chuck E' Cheese!β I told him βCody PLEASE get out of my room I need to sleep.β Cody persisted once again and said, βBut Daddy!β I was starting to get angry now. βCody get out of my room or else we're never going to Chuck E' Cheese!β He didn't say a word as he walked away back to his room. I laid my head down on my pillow and tried to get some sleep.
You see, Cody has always liked Chuck E' Cheese and always bugged me and my wife Samantha about going to Chuck E' Cheese. I had never liked Chuck E' Cheese due to the fact that the place is always extremely filthy. Even though I thought this we still took our son there because it made him happy and we have always loved to see our son happy.
This one day, a week after Cody had woken me up in the middle of the night. Me and Samantha decided that since we were both off work that day we would take Cody to Chuck E' Cheese. When we picked Cody up from school the first thing he asked was βMommy, Daddy, can we go to Chuck E' Cheese today?β We both replied with yes and he was ecstatic. βTHANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! YAY!β Me and Samantha both smiled at each other and started the drive to Chuck E' Cheese. The drive took about 15 minutes and when we arrived right as the car stopped Cody practically leaped out and ran towards the restaurant. Me and Samantha had to run to catch up to him and by the time we had unbuckled our seat belts and got out of the car Cody was already at the front door, peering through waiting for us to come. As I looked up I saw the sign read, βWhere a kid can be a kid!β
Once me and Samantha walked up to Cody we went inside. We checked in and got our stamps. We got some tokens and gave them to Cody. Cody ran off to play the arcade games while me and Samantha went to get some food. We got some pepperoni pizzas and some soda. We sat down at a table and started chatting. I couldn't help but look at the creepy butt robots on the show stage. I mean why would a kid even like something like that? How the heck would a kid find enjoyment in a creepy rusty old robot? I eventually forced myself to keep my vision out of sight from the robots and just chatted with my wife. The chatting was basically about how work was, what we were interested in at the moment? You know, that sort of thing. About a half hour later we called Cody over to come eat. He came rushing over and started chomping down on his pizza and sucking down his drink. It was as if he was a hungry lion that had not eaten in weeks.
After he was done a voice came from the stage. I turned and saw that the animatronics were now singing and Cody ran over to the front of the stage and was intently watching the robots with joy in his eyes. I noticed that he was watching Chuck E the most. Well, Chuck E was always his favorite so I never assumed anything.
Shortly after the show began Samantha said she had to go to the bathroom. She went to the bathroom and I watched Cody. I honestly was just creeped out by the robots so I turned away from them and started browsing my phone, checking over my shoulder every so often to make sure Cody was okay. I mean I didn't have to be staring at him for every second of the day because he was 8 years old. He could handle himself.I checked the time on my phone, 4:15 PM. I had planned that we would be leaving at 6:00 PM so that Cody would get some more time to play the games and watch the robots, much to my dismay. I did my routine check over my shoulder to see if Cody was okay and what I saw next, made my blood turn cold.
I saw Cody, being held by the Chuck E' Cheese animatronic, mouth wide open as the animatronic was spitting out some strange black liquid into Cody's mouth. I ran towards the robot and saw that it's eyes were rolled back into its head and it was playing a warped Chuck E' Laugh. I grabbed Cody and tugged him and ripped him out of the robot's hands as my wife came out of the bathroom. I screamed at her, βCALL 911! CALL SOMEBODY!β My wife immediately called 911 to report this unexplainable situation. She told the operator that there was an accident at Chuck E' Cheese and help needed to be sent right away.
When the ambulance arrived and took Cody away me and Samantha followed behind the ambulance on the way to the hospital. When we arrived doctors immediately took Cody into the emergency room. They ran some tests and took his temperature. 105.12Β°F. My heart dropped when I heard this. The doctors worked extensively and never took any breaks. The doctors told me and Samantha that we would be staying the night at the hospital. Samantha and I were given a room. As Samantha and I were getting ready to go to sleep I called my boss and told him that I would not be coming to work tomorrow because of an emergency. I've always had a good relationship with my boss and had never ran into problems with him so he was accepting and understanding when I told him that I had an emergency.
Me and Samantha went to sleep on the sofas in the guest rooms. As I closed my eyes I opened them again only to find myself inside Chuck E' Cheese except, it was all run down and abandoned. I turned around and saw the show stage with the old, decayed robots except. Everybody but 1 was on the stage. I started to count the robots. There was Pasqually the chef, Jasper the dog, Mr Munch, Helen Henny and⦠No Chuck E. I then heard a muffled whimper from behind me. I saw the old, decayed Chuck E robot with sharp fangs and red eyes, holding my son, Cody was bloodied and crying his eyes out. Chuck E laughed disturbingly as he ran off with Cody as I gave chase. I chased the robot who was surprisingly faster than me. As I ran I slipped in a puddle of something. I looked down at the puddle and saw it was the same liquid that the Chuck E animatronic spit into my son's mouth. I then heard footsteps behind me as I saw Chuck E. I didn't even have any time to react as Chuck E slammed his foot down onto my face as I jolted awake, screaming.
I got off of the sofa and poured myself a glass of water. Samantha woke up, Groggy. I told her that I was just thirsty and she should go back to sleep. She put her face back down onto her pillow as I sipped the water. I put the empty cup back down on the counter with trembling hands. I sat back down on the sofa, too frightened to go back to sleep. I ultimately just turned the TV and watched the local news for early risers. I then checked the time on my phone which read 5:05 AM. When 7:00 AM came me and Samantha went to get some breakfast. We saw Cody, who was too sick to talk or even acknowledge us for that matter. The doctors told me and Samantha that Cody would need to stay in the hospital for at least 2 weeks. We were both shocked by this news because me and my wife thought that we would only need to be there for a few nights.
The next day I got back to work and didn't tell anybody about my situation. That night I came home to hear Samantha sobbing in the kitchen. I walked in and asked her βWhat's wrong Samantha?β She replied with βI'm justβ¦ scared thatβ¦. Our baby canβ¦β¦ die at any moment!β I comforted her with βI'm sure Cody's fine. He can pull through.β She said βNo! You don't understand it! Cody is in critical condition! He constantly has a high fever and cannot even talk! He's that sick!β I knew about Cody's condition but I didn't think it was this bad. I went to bed and visited Cody in the hospital with Samantha that next day because I was off of work.
When I visited him today he was awake enough to speak. As soon as I came through the door he greeted me and then asked βDaddy, can we go back to Chuck E' Cheese?β I replied nervously with, βUhhh why?β He was about to answer me until he started vomiting. And when I mean vomiting I mean it. He was puking his guts out. As he vomited I realized that he was vomiting that black liquid. And as he cried I saw that his tears were that same fricking black liquid! I immediately got doctors to come in and they collected a sample of the black liquid once Cody's vomiting stopped. The doctors said that they would be testing the black liquid to identify it and that the process would take around 2 weeks. I then decided that I was going to try and get some answers from Chuck E' Cheese. It was their animatronic so they should know what happened!
I drove to Chuck E' Cheese and barged through the doors. I asked if I could have a word with the manager of the establishment. The employee said that he would bring the manager out right away. When the manager came out I told him about what had happened 2 days earlier. The manager had a basic understanding of what happened but I went into it in further detail. Whenever he tried to deny something I used my son's medical documents to back me up. He ultimately decided to strip down the robots and check if they had any of the liquid inside of them. He checked but there was nothing. Not even anything inside of Chuck E. The manager told me that it could have been oil but the way I described the liquid he said that the symptoms proved that it was not oil. He also suggested that it could have been water but Chuck E or any of the other robots never have water inside of them and even if they did the water wouldn't be all murky and black like that. The manager and I were completely dumbfounded as to what had happened that day. The manager offered me all the coupons and discounts I wanted but I refused. I honestly wanted to have a lawsuit but where was the evidence? You can't just say an animatronic rat gave your kid some strange virus and have no evidence of the rat being alive at all!
I went back to the hospital to see Cody again and when I got there he was yet again too sick to speak. I had noticed he was pale as a sheet and skinny as a skeleton. The next week was basically a cycle of going to work, Cody asking to go to Chuck E' Cheese, The black liquid vomit, paying hospital bills and worry. This one day I visited Cody really disturbed me to my core. Cody did the usual and asked to go to Chuck E' Cheese and I asked why. Instead of not responding or vomiting up a storm he told me βDaddy, Chuck E and I weren't finished! Chuck E said that the funnest part was yet to come!β NOW do you see why I was really disturbed by this? And just like that the week passed and the cycle continued.
This one day when I was at the hospital the doctors came in and told me that the test results are here. I asked them βOh really? Then what are the answers?β One of the doctors, doctor Barnes told me, βThere are none. We've tried everything but nobody can identify this medical mystery.β At this point I was just confused about why this had to happen to ME. There are billions of other people out in the world but it's only ME that experiences THIS! As the week progressed me and Samantha's wallets were slowly being drained as our son got paler and skinnier.
The next week, Cody's condition was worsening rapidly. He had a high fever all hours of the day, he was so skinny that we could see his bones, and he looked like he was a sheet of snow because of how pale he was. He looked dead. On Friday, the final day of work for the week I slept through my alarm clock and rushed to get my clothes on, brush my teeth, and get out of the door in time. I ultimately did get to work on time and was relieved.
After my work shift was done at 5:00 PM I drove to the hospital to see Cody. I was going to text my wife but I then realized that my phone was gone. I realized I had forgotten it at home while I was in a rush. I decided to just go to the hospital and see my son. As I arrived my wife wasn't there yet. I went up to the room to see Cody, trying not to wake him up. I saw that he was already awake so I asked him, βHey bud, how are you feeling?β He told me, βPretty good Daddy. Hey, I think I'm good enough to go to Chuck E' Cheese! Can we go?β I replied with, βYeah, soon bud. Hey, I think you should get some rest.β I honestly planned to NEVER go back to Chuck E' Cheese again but I just told Cody that to comfort him.
I walked into a room with doctors and they had a sad look on their face. I asked them what was wrong and they told me βI'm so sorry, Cody is deadβ My first emotion was denial. I told them that I had just spoken to him a minute ago and they had a pale look on their faces. They told me, βNo, that's impossible. He's been dead for 45 minutes now. He can not be revived and we already tried and failed.β I became paler and paler as they explained to me. They got a call and said that my wife was here and that I should break the news to her.
I stepped out into the hall to tell my wife but something else caught my eye. I saw a silhouette of someone standing in the hallway. It was my son. No...no...noβ¦. He was in his hospital gown, he had that black liquid all over him. As he stepped closer to me I saw that he was as pale as a sheet and skinny as a skeleton. He then asked in a weak voice, βDaddy, when can we go back to Chuck E' Cheese?β
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This spot will always be open for anonymous criticism or any other ghostly business.
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