i want to note that the immediate assumption of antisemitism in pro palestine actions is driving a lot of extremely paranoid sensationalist news thats creating an attitude of fear that doesnt always correlate to material danger. its making it honestly fucking impossible to talk about what constitutes as real antisemitism and draw lines between feeling threatened and actually being threatened. and its also simultaneously making this fear into like a mental reality when reporting does not question or even go into what the actual threats were? someone from the NYPD said “jews should avoid the area” near a protest- first of all, i dont trust the NYPD as a good authority on safety, so this is the first issue. this protest also was at outside of the brooklyn museum and marched in the complete opposite of the jewish neighborhood the post above is talking about, and posted the route before the protest, maybe as an attempt to show that this was obviously not the point of it. nevertheless, they are making the connection that their aim was to intimidate jews. like all the other protests in NYC this week, it was a peaceful protest with a large jewish contingent. yet its being framed as a danger to NYC’s jewish community. a protest at cooper union was also misrepresented as “barricading jewish students” and reported on as another example of jews having to fear for their lives until they clarified later thats not what happened. this is ridiculous, its slandering the palestine movement and its harmful to jewish communities here
“Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell.”
― Edward Abbey
I promise one last economics post today then it’s back to gay monster nonsense.
Too many feelings.
I would add it COULD have scaled forever by taking shockingly small portion of the profits and investing in literally any of the systems independently running that help people go from
“I wish I could make a thing” to
“my friends like this thing I make” to
“oh wow I am starting to attract a following of people who know me only through my work”
People have always and will always continue to make art. The reason institutional art distribution (like record labels) exist is because post production of art and distribution of said is really really hard in infinitely shifting ways
(take 13 guesses how I know)
Patreon etc could have employed the casino business model of skimming from the top, taking a sliver of water from A LITERAL INFINITE RIVER. The issue being speed, of course.
I look at how many musicians and animators in the world got their start because Super Nintendo was pressured by parents groups to come up with something at least semi educational and then invented Mario Paint.
Thus creating a seismic shift of (easier than previously) accessible tools — however rudimentary — to people who wanted to harness the inborn desire (if not need) to Make Something.
Patreon and everyone similar could have take a sliver of profit and used it to fund existing external art programs (probably for a tax write off) comic programs, music programs, etc as part (if not the entirety) of a marketing program.
IT COULD HAVE BEEN AS SIMPLE AS “This community program for music needed instruments and so we gave them a few grand to buy them, we sent some of our top musician Patreon musicians to help record an album. Program participants get Patreon accounts where we waive our portion of processing fees for a year to help jumpstart their independent music careers”
(Onslaught of positive media coverage and millions of dollars of free press — repeat across the world, shifting media from music to comics etc)
This isn’t bridge deconstruction it’s not hard and that’s why it’s so goddamn frustrating.
Okay back to gay monster nonsense thank you.
The constant depression spiraling is driving me insane. I feel like a wounded dog but the problem is usually my fault and I’m just reacting to the reaction… I can’t resolve in my mind the knowledge that I’m just un-fucking-pleasant to be around sometimes and none of it makes me more likely to reach out in order to feel better. The more I let myself be me the more I end up regretting. Constantly feeling like I’ve ruined everything, saying the wrong thing, not knowing how to express myself without upsetting someone, and when my partner is the only person I spend time with I just feel like a monster when it happens. I’m trying but I don’t know how to express myself without baring it all openly and letting everyone know what I’m thinking. This is part of why I don’t have consistent friends anymore, I’m just going to piss you off or disappoint you… It feels like my dumb fucking soul is wasting away in a little cage because I can’t let it out or I’ll hurt someone, even (especially) the ones I let close.
THE X-FILES (1993-2018)
- 3.20 • “José Chung’s From Outer Space”
Don’t know what he is but the skinny cunt is chuffin a dart and that makes him ok in my book










