Chrys-red - The Last Bloom

Trump is saying and will continue to say he had a massive win and has a mandate and most Americans agree with him. Do not listen. His win was incredibly narrow.

He did not win the majority of the popular vote. The majority of Americans who voted for President did not vote for him.

His large electoral college victory was due to very narrow wins in swing states. The margins in six swing states were 3.2%, 3.1%, 2.2%, 1.7%, 1.4%, 0.9%.

A 1.6% swing in each of them would have given Harris a 308 to 230 win in the electoral college. A 0.9% swing in Pennsylvania, Wisconsin, and Michigan would have given Harris a 270 to 268 win. Less than a percent.

This election was not a landslide. His win was so so so narrow.

This doesn't mean he's not the president and it doesn't mean we don't have to deal with his shit for the next four years. But when people (both his proud allies and his despondent opponents) say he won overwhelmingly, don't let them get away with that. There is too much despair in it. "This is what an overwhelming majority of Americans wanted" is not true and saying it gives him more power.

Remember being emotionally damaged 8 years ago? yEAH

don't leave me!

Some of you need to read this

you ever see a ship you love so much and saying "i ship them" isn't enough. like no you don't understand they give me mental illness

I don’t know how to explain this well…but I’m 30 years old and I feel like I’ve had to ‘sacrifice’ my entire adult life to unprecedented times, the pandemic and daily anxiety over hateful politicians and whatever rights they want to take away on any given day and I’m just so fucking tired

Central to the film is a reclamation of the Orpheus myth, a version of which the three young women read aloud together one night. Sophie registers distress at Orpheus’s fatal, selfish incompetence in looking back at Eurydice when he was told not to, and Marianne suggests he may have done it on purpose, preferring to lose the woman and savor, instead, the romance of his grief, making not “the lover’s choice, but the poet’s.” But it’s Héloïse who removes, for once, the fixation on Orpheus, his failings, and his loss. What if, she says to Marianne with an edge of defiance, it was Eurydice herself who chose art over staying together, who rather than leave the underworld with Orpheus, stopped and called out “Turn around,” preferring to remain down there and be preserved in poetry. A kind of freedom and a kind of permanence, rather than, as eighteenth-century marriage looks to be, an unwilling exchange of one for the other. —  In Portrait of a Lady on Fire, Love is a Work of Art

The way I left tumblr like 5 years ago because I was seeing too many Nazis but now I’m coming back to tumblr because the other platforms are now literally only Nazis.

Anyways in the timeless words of Dr. Jones himself.