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Cake day: January 24th, 2024

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  • So a single sycophantic congresswoman from Florida introduces a bill with no budget, no analysis on its feasibility, and no widespread interest from the Republican base; a bill that hasn’t even gone to committee, yet alone be eligible for a vote; and you think that equals “they have the votes for it”?

    Jesus fucking Christ, take a few minutes to learn just the bare fucking basics of how the government works. There’s a Schoolhouse Rock video that even explains it nicely in song form.

    ANY congressperson can submit a bill for anything. It doesn’t take much at all. Tomorrow a congressperson could submit a bill saying that nails are illegal and all meat products are to be replaced by stone figurines of Marie Antoinette. It doesn’t mean anything! Congresspeople create this kind of crap literally all the time! It’s not worth talking about until it has slightly more than a snowball’s chance in hell of having support.




  • Most media portrays Nazi’s as evil fascists with a deep, seething hatred towards Jews and other persecuted minorities. However, Hans Landa is so unsettling because he doesn’t hate the Jews. We aren’t watching someone driven by emotion or even personal ambition. No, this man does his job for the simple reason that he’s good at it. He’s precise; clinical. He orders the deaths of the people in hiding as casually and as detached as someone tidying up their desk space.

    And that’s what makes it all the more terrifying. It’s seeing man incredibly skilled at his craft, who takes pleasure in the simple act of a job well done; it just happens that the job is hunting human beings. Not only is he not blinded by hatred, but he uses that lack of hatred as a tool to become even more efficient at exterminating them.

    That kind of cold detachment sends hardwired signals of danger to the audience. By the end of that scene, you know you are watching a true monster. One that would just as easily shake a man’s hand as he would slit their throat, and never lose a minute of sleep over it.