Wack Ashimself

Wealth tax. Tax these scumbags out of existence.

Desde muy joven Sinéad O’Connor vivió en lo que ella misma describió como una “cámara de tortura”. Su madre la golpeaba con frecuencia, a menudo desnuda, y le hacía repetir “no soy nada”. Intentaba dañar su cuerpo de formas que ella recordaba como obsesivas. Cuando tenía alrededor de ocho o nueve años, su madre la encerró fuera de la casa al anochecer. Ella se arrodilló en el jardín gritando para que la dejaran entrar. “Ahí fue cuando oficialmente perdí la mente”, dijo después. Se volvió agorafóbica y le daba miedo el tamaño del cielo. A los 14 o 15 años terminó en un centro de entrenamiento en Dublín (antes parte del sistema de las Magdalene Laundries) después de que la sorprendieran robando. Su madre murió en un accidente de auto cuando Sinéad tenía 18 años. La muerte le dejó un conflicto profundo: odiaba no poder amarla y, al mismo tiempo, la extrañaba. La música fue su primera terapia. “No había terapia cuando crecía, así que me metí en la música para gritar”, explicó. No buscaba la fama; quería un lugar donde su voz pudiera decir lo que no se podía decir en casa. Con *The Lion and the Cobra y después con el éxito mundial de “Nothing Compares 2 U”, se volvió famosa casi de la noche a la mañana. Pero la fama no curó nada. El 3 de octubre de 1992, en Saturday Night Live, cantó a capela una versión de “War” de Bob Marley. Al final, levantó una foto del Papa Juan Pablo II (la misma foto que había colgado en la pared de la habitación de su madre) y la rompió en pedazos frente a la cámara. Dijo: “Fight the real enemy”. Quería protestar por el abuso sexual de niños dentro de la Iglesia Católica. El silencio en el estudio fue total. NBC la vetó de por vida. Semanas después la abuchearon en un homenaje a Bob Dylan. Su carrera comercial se resquebrajó. Muchos la llamaron loca o difícil. Ella no se retractó. Años después contó que esa foto representaba “mentiras, mentirosos y abuso”. El tipo de personas que guardaban esas imágenes eran, para ella, como su madre. Romperla fue tanto un acto político como personal. La salud mental la acompañó toda la vida. Recibió diagnósticos de trastorno bipolar, trastorno de estrés postraumático complejo y trastorno límite de la personalidad. Ella misma dijo que el bipolar probablemente no había nacido con ella, sino que se había creado por la violencia. Describió las crisis como “un balde con agujeros del que se escapan lágrimas por todos lados”. En 2015, después de una histerectomía radical, tuvo una crisis severa y publicó videos pidiendo ayuda. Pasó mucho tiempo hospitalizada; llamaba al St. Patrick’s University Hospital en Dublín su “segunda casa”. “Gracias a Dios pasé mucho de los últimos seis años ahí, porque si no, no estaría viva”, escribió en su memoria Rememberings. Nunca dejó de cantar ni de hablar. Siguió grabando, aunque con menos apoyo de la industria. Usó su voz para denunciar abusos, hablar de salud mental y decir verdades incómodas cuando casi nadie más lo hacía. “La naturaleza de una cantante es ser emocionalmente honesta”, dijo. “No me arrepiento de haber sido tan abierta.” En 2022 perdió a su hijo Shane, que se suicidó. Ella murió en julio de 2023 a los 56 años. Su historia no termina con una redención limpia. Termina con una voz que se negó a volverse suave o conveniente, incluso cuando eso le costó la carrera, la estabilidad y casi la vida. A veces la armonía no llega de callar el dolor, sino de seguir cantándolo aunque nadie quiera escuchar.

Imagine stealing someone’s house…a home that had housed multiple generations of that family. Just walking in and taking it, and feeling completely and morally justified in doing it. Zionism is utterly irredeemable.

A 43-year-old man picked up a 16-year-old girl at a parking lot, paid $150 to have sex with her, and drove her to his house. She shot him in the back of the head while he slept. The court tried her as an adult. Found her guilty of first-degree murder. Sentenced her to life in prison. She wouldn't be eligible for parole until she was 67 years old. The man who bought a child for sex - he was the victim. The child who was being sold - she was the murderer. She was sixteen. Her name is Cyntoia Brown. Her biological mother was 16 when she gave birth. Drank alcohol the entire pregnancy. Cyntoia was born with fetal alcohol spectrum disorder. Her mother moved on to crack cocaine. Couldn't take care of her. Gave her up for adoption. Cyntoia grew up in a loving home. But something was wrong. She couldn't stay in school. Kept running away. By 13 she was in and out of the juvenile system. By 16 she was living on the streets of Nashville. That's where she met a man who called himself "Kut-Throat." He said he was her boyfriend. He wasn't. He was her pimp. He beat her. Raped her. Gave her a gun "for protection." And every night sent her out to sell herself so he could eat. On August 6, 2004, Kut-Throat sent her to a Sonic Drive-In parking lot. A man named Johnny Allen - 43, real estate agent, former youth pastor, Sunday school teacher - pulled up and asked if she was hungry. Then asked if she was "up for any action." He paid $150. Drove her to his house. They ate dinner. Then he took her to his bedroom. Cyntoia says he kept standing over her. Touching her. She says he told her he was a military sharpshooter and showed her his gun collection. She was terrified. She believed he was reaching for a weapon. She grabbed the .40-caliber handgun Kut-Throat had given her. And shot Johnny Allen in the back of the head. She took $172 from his wallet and two of his guns. Drove away in his truck. Left it in a Walmart parking lot. Went back to the motel where Kut-Throat was waiting. The prosecutors said she wasn't scared. They said she killed him in his sleep to rob him. A neighbor told police Cyntoia said she'd been "waiting on a lick like that all week." A recorded call with her mother caught her saying she had "executed" him. She was 16. The judge ruled she'd be tried as an adult. The jury convicted her of first-degree murder and aggravated robbery. Life sentence. No parole until age 67. In prison, she earned her GED. Then an associate degree - 4.0 GPA. Then a bachelor's degree - 4.0 GPA. She became a model prisoner. She also realized for the first time that she had been a trafficking victim. She didn't understand it until her late twenties. In 2011, a PBS documentary told her story. Nobody cared. Then in November 2017 - thirteen years after the shooting - her case went viral. Kim Kardashian posted about it. Then Rihanna. Then LeBron James. Then Snoop Dogg. Then T.I. Millions of people asked the same question: why is a trafficked child serving life for killing the man who bought her? A clemency hearing was held. The board split: two voted for clemency, two voted for 25 years, two voted to deny. The lead detective on the case wrote a seven-page letter to the governor urging him to deny clemency. He said there was no evidence she was trafficked. He said the motive was robbery. On January 7, 2019, Governor Bill Haslam commuted her sentence to 15 years plus 10 years supervised parole. He said life with a 51-year minimum was "too harsh" for a juvenile. She walked out of prison on August 7, 2019. She had been locked up since she was sixteen. Her pimp Kut-Throat never faced charges for trafficking her. He was shot and killed by someone else in 2005. He was 24. Johnny Allen's family said their hearts were broken. They said he never got to defend himself. Cyntoia married a man named J. Long while still in prison. She wrote a memoir. She started a nonprofit for trafficking survivors. She speaks publicly about what happened to her. She was a child. She was sold. She killed the man who bought her. And the system punished HER. When a 43-year-old man buys a 16-year-old for sex and gets shot - and the child gets life in prison - who is the criminal?

That's why conservatives don't want children to learn sex education. Because if they learn it, they'll be able to detect abuse easily.

To whom it may concern: It is with great sadness that I inform you that the first child has died from the extreme cold inside a tent in Gaza. The tent offered no protection against the freezing temperatures, and the lack of heating was enough to end his life.

Visitor: "Where's the fruit? Gorillas eat fruit." Keeper: "Not here. We took it off the menu in 2014. Most big zoos have since." Visitor: "Why would you take fruit off a gorilla?" Keeper: "Because it isn't fruit any more. Everything in a supermarket's been bred for a century to be sweeter. A wild fig's about as sweet as a carrot. A supermarket banana's a pudding." Visitor: "And the gorillas?" Keeper: "Got fat. Teeth went. Two of the males were pre-diabetic. The vet said feeding them modern fruit was like feeding them chocolate bars with the wrapper left on." Visitor: "What do they get now?" Keeper: "Leaves, stems, a bit of veg. They sulked for a fortnight and lost the weight." Visitor: "So the fruit was too sugary for a 180-kilo animal built to eat it." Keeper: "That's the paperwork, yes." Visitor: "I've got a bag of grapes in the buggy for my two-year-old." Keeper: "Lovely. We'd not be allowed to give those to the chimps."

In 1997, Paris Hilton's parents paid strangers to abduct her from her bedroom. They wanted to cure her teenage rebellion. She had been sneaking out of the house and staying out late. Her parents hired a youth transport company to teach her discipline. At two in the morning, two large men entered her room. They grabbed her, pinned her arms, and dragged her out of the house. She screamed for her parents, but they let the men take her. They threw her into a van and drove her to Provo Canyon School in Utah. Her parents paid tens of thousands of dollars to lock her inside until she learned obedience. The facility was a psychological prison. If she cried or broke a rule, they dragged her by the hair into a bare concrete cell with no mattress. Nurses forced her to swallow psychotropic pills. If she spat them out, they held her down and injected her. Every phone call was monitored. Every letter was read by staff. If she complained, they hung up the phone and sent her to isolation. She stayed there for eleven months. She learned to fake compliance to survive. When her parents visited, staff stood behind her and watched her every word. She smiled and told them she was happy. They believed her. After she left, she built a global brand and became the most photographed woman on Earth. She never told anyone about Provo. The trauma gave her chronic nightmares and a lifelong fear of doctors and hospitals. In 2020, she finally broke her silence in a documentary. She showed her medical records and described the physical abuse.