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https://www.cityofrochester.gov/article.aspx?id=21474852307
City of Rochester News Release
(Friday, June 2, 2023) – Mayor Malik D. Evans and County Executive Adam Bello proclaimed today through Sunday as Gun Violence Awareness Day and Wear Orange Weekend in Rochester and Monroe County, joining a national movement to associate gun violence with the color hunters wear to protect human life.
City and County leaders joined dozens of orange-clad members of the Rochester Peace Collective and the Roc Against Gun Violence Coalition Friday to read the joint proclamation and announce activities taking place throughout the month of June to enhance community collaboration in the fight against gun violence.
“The City of Rochester and County of Monroe are committed to ending gun violence with the support of law enforcement agencies at the local, state and federal levels; and a host of community partners, including the ROC Against Gun Violence Coalition and the Rochester Peace Collective,” the Mayor and County Executive stated in the joint City-County Proclamation. “We call on the people of Rochester and Monroe County to Wear Orange and come together as one community to heal, offer comfort and support, and join the movement to make gun violence a thing of the past.”
The wear-orange movement was initially conceived by the classmates of 15-year-old Hadiya Pendelton of Chicago, who was shot and killed on a school playground one week after marching in President Barack Obama’s inauguration parade.
Moms Demand Action for Gun Sense in America, a national grass-roots advocacy agency with a chapter in Monroe County has since played a leading role to promote the message across the country. Hadiya would have been 26 today. Now, Gun Violence Awareness Day and Wear Orange Weekend takes place on the first Friday and weekend of June.
Members of the ROC Against Gun Violence Coalition and the Rochester Peace Collective are hosting a series of events throughout the month of June.
They include: • Cameron Community 9th Annual Peace Walk: Friday, June 2 from 5 to 6:30 p.m. Meet at the Cameron Teen Center, 48 Cameron St. • Center for Youth Fashion Week: Friday, June 2 at 7 p.m., City of Rochester Public Market, 280 N. Union St. • In-Person Faith Leaders Summit on Gun Violence: Tuesday, June 13 from 8:30 a.m. to 4 p.m. • Pathways to Peace BBQs: Friday, June 16, 5 to 8 p.m., corner of Jefferson Avenue and Iceland Park; Friday June 30, 5 to 8 p.m., corner of Joseph Avenue and Wilkins Terrace. • Fatherhood Connection Father’s Day Breakfast: Sunday, June 18, 10 a.m. to noon, Ark of Jesus Ministries, 63 Hebard St. • Hope Initiatives Workforce Trainee: Friday, June 23, 9 to 5 p.m., 506 W. Broad St.
The ROC Against Gun Violence Coalition seeks to end gun violence in Rochester by bringing attention to the causes and effects of gun violence and promoting quality of life in Rochester's neighborhoods. The Coalition is made up of community partners and stakeholders who are already working to end gun violence using three unified tools: to educate, advocate and eradicate.
The Rochester Peace Collective guides investments in innovative and proven programs that work to prevent violent crime by collaborating with community-based organizations and agencies working in the fields of re-entry and violence prevention.
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News Media: For more information, contact Communications Director Barbara Pierce at [email protected].

I keep seeing things mentioned about people wanting to create music, and about how they wish they could be as creative as Travis and shit, so I just kinda wanna make a post about the negative sides of making music, the side no one really talks about. Unless you're interested in reading the ramblings of some random dude on the internet about something the majority of you likely won't relate to, just skip this post. Also my apologies if this doesn't really flow the smoothest, I didn't write these paragraphs in order since I kept deleting them and going back and reworking then completely.
Even though everyone's different I will speak on my own personal experience with dedication to creating music, I'm only 19 but I'm totally like hooked into it, I've always enjoyed the process of creation and growth but it feels like the more I improve and the more i progress I just begin to feel even emptier. I wouldn't consider myself extraordinary but for being completely self taught and independent I feel like I'm doing pretty well, but the fucked part is I'm at the point where I realized I could be the most successful and revolutionary artist in the game but the second I turn my computer off all of that progress just ceases to exist anymore because all of that success isn't mine, it's my music personas, the real fleshy me is still a nobody.
It has given me extreme identity issues. I graduated 11 months ago and since then I haven't existed as a person, all my time and energy has been dumped into music, I'm over here throwing away my golden years by making beats and spitting into a microphone.
From sunrise to sunset all I do is either make music, listen to music, research music, and think about music. I have the fucking knowledge of a 50 year old I've put so much time into this.
Haze of interference by bedwetter "I'm standing by a microphone, I'm yelling at a wall, pick a thousand names you're still nobody at all" those final few lines resonated with me on a very personal level when I first heard them because it's true, you invest so much of your life into this shit and for what?
I'm a rather decent producer, an amazing engineer (mixing mastering) and a decent writevocalist, but no matter what there's never this point where I feel like it's enough, there's always something that can be improved or done better.
My mental health is also just shit in general I can't go an hour without having suicidal thoughts, when I was 17 I took an ungodly amount of pills to kill myself which resulted in seizures and temporarily stopped my heart. When I arrived at the hospital I full on described my mental situation which is something I've never done and haven't done since. The doctor asked me 2 questions 1. Are you going to kill yourself when you get home? I said not immediately but maybe another day. 2. Are you going to hurt anyone? Absolutely not, I'm one of the sweetest people you'll ever meet :/ The doctor then just sent me home?? I tried to ask for therapy or anything that would at least give me the opportunity to get professional help and I didn't get shit. The only reason I haven't truly committed is because I'm afraid of doing it in a way that wouldn't 100% guarantee death. If I had a gun it would've been lights out a long time ago, and that's not even a debate. I don't fear death, I fear the process of dying, it's painful scary and pathetic.
I've posted nearly 3 hours of decent music since I've started releasing (march 2022) all of it was written and mixed by me, the majority of it was also produced by me, I've gotten thousands upon thousands of plays in total which is decent for someone so new and absolutely no promotions, but it just leaves me feeling like my whole existence is nothing more than a Instagram account and a SoundCloud page.
I've retired temporarily and semi rebranded just so I can try to actually make unique and experimental music instead of the rather played out raw emo cloud rap music I've been making.
I always feel bad for people that want to get into music because it's such a life consuming process if you actually plan on trying to become something worth mentioning, and again I'm only 19 and I feel like this so I can't even begin to imagine how horrible it would feel 20 years from now.

I am a Mythologist. It was a profession passed down from generation to generation and I've always been interested in it. The old tales my dad used to tell me about fairies, cyclops and big giant wolves always had me on edge. There was something he never spoke about however. That was giants. Whenever I brought up the thought of giants he would clearly change from cheerful to stone cold, Even fearful at times. One night my dad came home drunk, I could smell the whisky on his breath from 10 feet away. He was clearly in a state of panic as the only detail i remember vividly, Were his big eyes, They were almost black. When it was time for me to sleep I asked him for some tales and no matter how mad he was he always told me something I never had heard of. I miss those times.
He was telling me a story about an ancient fairy garden that produces dreams when I brought up giants. Without a single word he switched out the lights and left my room, Leaving me to soak in the eeriness of if he was mad or not.
When dad left I was around 16. He one day left for a journey to Ireland because they found evidence of something, I don't know exactly what it was but his notes suggested it was something to do with angels. There were very detailed illustrations of them and how they looked and it was completely different to what i could have expected an angel to look like. It had more then 2 legs, Wings were small like a baby birds but the most striking detail was the eyes. They had the same big black eyes like the night my father had when he was drunk. I crunched out the memory for the trauma it gave me. I felt uncomfortable looking at it.
When I got out of college I had a degree in mythology. I had a few friends who were interested but most either became something else or a partner field like Archaeology. One night i got a call from one of these friends. I'll call him Troy. He was clearly frantic as if he was in a hurry and asked me for help, Apparently on one of the digs they had found evidence of something that needed to be identified. My first and most obvious question was "Why would you need a mythologist for that?" He avoided it and said they could fly me out tomorrow, This was in Afghanistan but it was in a more desolated area. So i wasn't too fearful of potential threats. After some time of thinking i agreed and i was flown out no less then when the sun had fully rose.
When i stepped onto the dry sandy landscape of the country i was shocked. The sun was blazing so hot it felt like i would be reduced to ash. I felt uncomfortable and i moved to the spot where i was meant to be picked up, When the pickup arrived i hopped in and after a few hours of treacherous heat and sandy roads we finally arrived to a very large dig site. There were scientists, Journalists but most confusing of all? There were armed guards.
As i shuffled over Troy greeted me with a tight hug and gestured for me to follow him and so i did. We walked in to one of the many research tents and there were very old illustrations, books and more. But the one thing that caught my eye was a bottle that was waxed shut with a rolled up piece of paper. I looked at it and he caught my gaze and explained.
"We uh, We found this at the site, We think it might be a codex or a dating, If we are right and able to figure out what it says it could change quite a-lot about the history of this place, All the things we wondered could now be proven!"
Then i asked the burning question "Why do you need me then?" A massive lump formed in his throat as he walked out, Me trailing behind. When we arrived to the main attraction i couldn't believe what i was seeing. In this big rectangular like hole stood a skeleton. This skeleton was no less 12 feet tall and was almost 5 feet wide. I almost thought this was a joke or an animal till i saw the very clearly blue oxidized copper spear and massive iron brace in with the skeleton. Then the memories flashed of my fathers avoidance of giants. As a mythologist you don't actually think any of this is possible, It's mostly cultural study. By the time i had looked at this thing long enough it was very dark, Around 11 pm. So we all headed to bed. The only thing i remember thinking was "Is this real, Have we found evidence of giants?" And so i passed out in my own pool of thoughts.
When I awoke i heard lots of scampering chatting and most confusingly the sound of guns being loaded. I sprung out of bed rushing to see that the skeleton had disappeared. But even worse. So had Troy. He was absolutely nowhere to be seen, I heard people talking but i saw a crowd up ahead and so i followed. When I stood to see what they saw I was shocked. There were massive trails of clear drag marks but also. There were footprints, At least 4 feet in length. The drag marks lead into a valley of mounds and so we planned to follow them. Our main thought was that troy had taken the body and planned to sell it. When I went into his tent everything was clearly frantically thrown around as if he had scampered to get out of bed quick. But also, The bottle with the message was gone.
I ran out and I went with the group. Following the trails I started to become anxious, Fearful even. Something about this wasn't right. How could he have moved that massive skeleton out of that pit and not have made any noise, Never the less the weight. The spear and the brace was also gone. How was any of this possible. When the trail started to shift it went up a ramp like slope into the top portions of these mounds, They were around 100 to 500 meters tall. When we followed them we arrived at a cave and without any hesitation the group shuffled in. I stood there in shock, But before I could think my legs did for me and I moved in.
The first thing I noticed was the smell, It was rancid, Worse then death. But the second thing was the darkness, I had a torch with me but before I lit it i felt helpless, If I got lost in here without a torch I would never make it out, I would be forced to die slowly, Constricted by only the boundaries of rocky walls. When I lit the room I saw the group was a bit ahead and so I jogged to catch up, When I hit a loose rock and it bounced into the wall making a loud echo. Then we heard it.
Loud heavy footsteps came from the cave right in front of the group, The first thought was a wild animal and so a lot of us rushed out. When we made it we heard yelling and screaming, Then the noise started to muffle till it all stopped. We heard crunching, Slurping. The sound of a predator feeding on its prey. One of the very many armed guards quickly loaded his rifle and the sounds stopped. The footsteps slow this time came towards us and the guards immediately put there weapons up waiting.
A massive shape of a human formed from the darkness, From even that I could tell it was around 15 feet maybe even more. Then it emerged. From that cave a massive axe swung out striking one of the guards in the body and sending him off the mountain, There were no screams, He was dead instantly. The figure emerged and from what i saw will be engraved in my memory like a message. It stood tall, Its skin was a pale stark grey and its features were strict, It had black deep eyes sunken into its head far more then naturally should, Its nose was slightly cut off and it had horrendous scars on its face, But its mouth is what i remember the most. It had a grin with thousands of tiny razor sharp teeth and there were blood on them, It was primal, A supernatural being that should have not existed.
It wore bones with rags on it and it had a brace. It was wearing the body of what we had extracted, Like a trophy. But the final thing that haunts me was what hung off its body, There were twine ropes with body parts mounted on them like trophies, They were troys. The guards opened fire on the beast as it let out a deep gutteral roar, Almost like the screech of metal. I watched as it grabbed the closest person, One of the guards and without any trouble the beast squeezed, The guard turned to nothing more then a red paste and it dripped out of the things knuckles.
That's when I ran between its feet and into its lair. I ran and ran till i found where it had been hiding. There was a small cavern and there stood a bunch of dead grass, Sticks and other things. I don't know how this thing got grass in the middle of fucking Afghanistan but I didn't care. As I ran up to it i saw the message and I approached it. The bottle was easy to break and I thought in my last moments I would read it. This is what it read.
"To all who finds this. I am dead, I am not the body of the monster that has been found, I am rather the man by the name of Lucas Hitch-Wood. What you have dug up is a giant, A massive beast that resides in all places but is mostly known was fantasy."
Lucas Hitch-Wood was my fathers name. The note was in smeared ink and was clearly written in a hurry. I looked at the bottle and noticed something, It was an old whisky bottle. Everything finally clicked. He never went to Ireland. He went here. He knew they existed. As I said this more gunshots echoed and screams eminated from the pitch dark my torch couldn't luminate, In a hurry i ran to a wall and i saw something shiny. There was a watch, A silver watch which i recognised. It was my fathers. I saw bones scattered and i realized he had died here.
I sobbed like a baby till the shots stopped, I thought it was coming back then i heard my name being called. I rushed out to the see the beast had fallen, Dead. Its eyes lay open to reveal the same dark sunken voids I had seen moments ago.. That was the last i remembered, The black voids of that things eyes, Then i passed out, I awoke in hospital and was told i had suffered from intense stress which caused the fainting. As the nurse walked out 2 men in suits walked in. I had heard of this, The men in black.
"What you saw that day is something that very few have ever seen. We have contacted who you work for and have managed to get you a sum of money in exchange for sworn secrecy. A contract will be provided for this soon." I was payed 300 thousand dollars to be quiet about the horrors i witnessed that day.
Now when i walk around the streets i notice more black eyes staring at me, It's not long before i join my dad, The stress has been to much, I'm considering just taking a shitload of pills and dozing off in peace.
Be warned of the giants. They exist and they walk in plain sight.

He is a life long prepper and I am too in my own way. That’s why I love this group and enjoy reading all the threads here. I’m literally frozen and don’t know what to do. I like to be objective and focus on what is needed and what needs to be done but I just can’t think straight. I suspect it’s a lot of anxiety and depression hitting me hard and fast. He has his funeral plans and will and paperwork done this week. I’m not a beneficiary as we are a blended family. I can’t work as he needs 24/7 care at home but he’s hospitalized more than half the time. I’m about to find myself alone in a rural hilltown with my dog in an old farmhouse and may have to move. Life here is not easy with dirt roads and everything so far away. A preppers dream location perhaps but I’m not sure I can pull it off alone. My dog is a German shepherd and overly protective of me. Nurses and aids coming in and out. Multiple ambulance trips. Im minimizing my own possessions and debts as well as his with the money I had saved over the years. I have food that can keep us going for a while but he hardly eats anymore. His guns are being legally transferred to others. I’ve been sleep deprived for 3 months now and trying to prioritize what needs to be done. I just want to spend what time is left with him and don’t want to leave his side.

Yeah you read it right. This 26 year old bottom is looking for older men preferably 32-55 if you’re older than this and wants to talk feel free to send a dm I do give considerations.
For starters, Im gunning for a nice conversation and hopefully it may lead to other good things.
If you’re interested, feel free to send a dm 😉

It's 4 am, i have a horrible cramp, and almost had to go to the ER earlier today so excuse my inarticulateness.
When I was 11 years old I was a very easily scared child. I didn't watch a lot of horror and the Wikipedia article for the human centipede gave me nightmares. My favorite show at the time, though, was gravity falls. A lot of parts of that show shook me as an eleven year old but that one did especially was in the episode into the bunker, the scene where the shapeshifter dies in Dipper's shape, with that contorted expression. It's too cartoonish to be actually scary and I laughed very hard the first time but the idea was unsettling.The concept of seeing your own mortality through an imitiation of yourself feels almost insulting, you know? That something inhuman knows how to mimic human fear. The scarier part is that the prediction almost comes true, when in NMM he gets frozen into the wooden statue making the exact same facial expression as the shape-shifter did in his shape. It heebies my jeebies, the idea of a shapeshifter not only knowing how to replicate your body, but knowing exactly what you do and how you react when dying. That's something you don't know about yourself and yet this creature can tell before you do. I would express it better but again it's 4 am.
Naturally, being older now and having seen some really depraved stuff, a kids cartoon is pretty much nothing visually but some concepts still stick with me, especially the Sock Opera. Much possession horror I've seen has focused on the act of possesion- but gravity falls made it a point that Dipper watches his own body be self-harmed whilst possesed. The passivity of watching yourself be seperated from your body is very frightening imo. It poses the question- what would you be without your body? It poses the even scarier question of do you even exist without your body. Sure, there's a common belief in the soul, but how would that work? You can't think or feel without a brain- and what would the purpose of the soul be if not to think or feel. What are we without our bodies? I think I'm getting off topic though. Sock Opera was interesting to me but kind of messed up when you think about it even though it's played for laughs. It's one of my favorites due to how creatively it approaches possession. Bill does not waste time getting used to using dipper's body. There was no "wacky hijinx"- he just stumbles in a body not made for him, and immediately uses it to feel pain. Think of the anticipation of knowing you need your body back, but don't want to feel the injuries inflicted on you. Think of the empathy, the pain byproxy you already feel watching videos of other people getting hurt. It's likely so much eerier when it's your image. "Watches" is the key word here- the horror lies half in the injury and half in the knowing you have no control whilst the injury happens. And of course, in that this is not "you" getting hurt. It is just a demonic image of you, and for a minute there, nobody else can distinguish that imitiation from the true you. How far do other people think you'll plausibly go?
Gravity Falls had a lot of cool horror concepts that I sometimes wish weren't in a kids show so they could be explored better. I think directly watching rather than the "jumpscares" or lack of awareness is
also please don't come into the comments being like "oh well you think this is scary??? A mere kid's show?? Well I've seen real life gore videos!!" me too buddy you are not special. I say this because when I try to talk about anything having a even remotely frightening concept somebody gets pretentious about the horror genre being this dick measuring contest of depravity lol anyway I hope u enjoyed my 4 am (now 5 am whoops) rant :3
I might elaborate more in the comments but my brain is like soup rn and there is SOMETHING I'm really trying to get at, a common thread between these themes but I am half asleep and in very much pain :P
What do you think is the most fucked up scene in GF?

I am 24 years old Male. Some time a go while I was going for a walk in the campus, a stranger was waiting for me in a dark place( it was late afternoon). When I got closer I thought he was going to rob me, but he started masturbating and making screams of pleasure. He is about 50 years old maybe. I slowly left the place but he continued to masturbate until i lost him.
After that I saw him again on the street by chance. I got scared and started cursing him, saying "you old idiot, freak" and something like that. I might have told him that I would hit him to make him stay away from me. He pretended not to hear me and continued as if I didn't exist.
I told this to some people working there in the campus and I have learned that he works as a security guard of the campus, I also know his first name.
Another time, I saw him again while I was walking with some friends and I said out loud in front of him that he is the freak one. And again he used to pretend he didn't see us.
Yesterday I went to the park again. He was again there as if he had set an ambush for the next prey. We had a distance of about 35 meters, when I saw him and shouted to him something like "are you again out?"... For a few seconds we were motionless and looked at each other from a distance. Then he started coming towards me. I started to take quick steps back and when a bush got in the way and he couldn't see me I started to run. I think I heard him say "come here" and I think he let out a scream again like he was masturbating but I disappeared from there.
Now I feel ashamed, humiliated and scared. I wanted to show him that I will not be an easy victim by cursing him, but probably he has understood my cowardice. I'm afraid he might find me on the street and hit me. I'm afraid he might have a knife or a gun.
I'm also afraid to report him because he might claim that I was the one masturbating and reverse the charges. And then how will I prove the obvious...

I'm looking for an old horror TV show of which I remember only one episode clearly. I think I saw it some time in the 90s, but it may be older as in my memory it was in black and white.
The episode I remember starts in an antique shop. A man is looking around and finds something he likes (I think a cabinet, but am not sure). The price is more than he can afford, but he tells the shopkeeper "look, I have X amount, will you sell it for that? I really love this item". The shopkeeper agrees. Then the view switches back to other people in the shop, stealing items. The man goes home, greets his wife, installs what he bought. The thieves do the same. At night a shadow/monster comes out of each of the stolen items and murders the thieves. The same shadow starts to emerge from the man's item. Back to the shopkeeper, counting the money he got. Shadow getting closer... and then the shopkeeper says something like "48, 49... all there" and suddenly you see the threat retreat and everything looks normal again in the man's house.
I'm pretty sure it was a horror series, and think most of the episodes were meh, but this one stuck with me. I hope it's enough to find it again, I would love to re-watch!

They're not my (26f) parents, they're my boyfriends (26m). His dad (59m) and mum (62f) are WILD sometimes.
There's an annual event in my hometown that attracts huge crowds and often results in multiple fatalities due to drunk driving and fights. It's a big party with lots of people taking the drink and ❄️ to stupid extremes and it attracts many dangerously predatory and unpredictable men. On the news they announced that every venue here had been kitted out with drink protectors, spike test kits and bar staff trained to help people who had been spiked. Both of his parents visibly 'tsk'd' at this announcement and his mother said 'those girls dont care'.??? WILD.
This is just one in a line of misogynistic comments they make. His father, whilst watching womens racing, claimed that the pacemaker didn't know how to do her job and was running too fast (apparently he knows how fast a pace maker should run and can tell JUST by looking at her that her pace is wrong). His mother said women have 'invaded' mens football as hosts/commentators and its our own fault our sport isn't taken seriously. His father said women can't bring up sexual assualts they experienced 10/20 years ago (yep definitely not ok for a strong adult to call to shame an assualt that took place when she was a vulnerable teenager). His sister plays a male-dominated sport and when she told them she had found a girls group they made remarks about how it must all be 'butch lesbians' (no they're actually normal girls she responded). And on the subject of his sister, the career shes worked for since 17 and earns a good wage doing and is incredibly talented at? Just a hobby. She should get another job soon because she needs to 'settle down' (she will always be the first person I go to for work in this area). His father hates a BW at his work who 'only got the job due to diversity hiring initiatives' but when complaining about the amass of white male incompetents he works with he never mentions the nepotism that got them the job. When a BW called out that mangly old royal for making an insensitive remark about 'where she came from' his father said 'oh of course its women from a domestic violence charity'. WDFDYM??? And they've repeatedly told me I would get a job at "said place" just by applying because I'm a woman. I actually have 2 degrees including one in STEM and a professional career but yes it would be because I am a woman and nothing else. His mother has made comments about girls 'not needing' large sanitary pads, how its embarrassing to use the menopause as an excuse at work, how certain women shouldn't wear certain dresses etc etc. Please bare in mind this is a woman who fled her ex husband with a small child when he brought home a gun.
I just cannot grasp how people think this way I really, truly can't. It's senseless. Some comments I find close to as extreme as things people like Andrew Tate say.
I am so grateful for my left leaning mother, my single, unmarried aunts who raised me too, and for the fact I never had to endure the misogny that so many women do when a male 'leads' their household. And so grateful my brother and my boyfriend absolutely reject those lines of thought. I can't stand it and tbh when we have our babies in a few years they won't be left alone with them and they certainly won't be carrying those views into the next generation.
I just needed to get this out.

Thirty-four years have passed since the June 4th anniversary. Although the Chinese Communist Party authorities have kept their secrets and prohibited discussion, there are still people commemorating it every year outside the wall.
But I want to say that the June 4th student movement was not "spontaneous by the masses", but a political movement initiated by politicians. Just like the Cultural Revolution was initiated by Mao Zedong, and the Fourth Five Movement was initiated by Deng Xiaoping, the June Fourth Movement was initiated by Zhao Ziyang to seek justice for Hu Yaobang and attack Li Peng, Chen Yun, and even Deng Xiaoping.
June Fourth was inspired by Deng Xiaoping's April Five Movement. Deng Xiaoping's inspiration for launching the April 5th Movement came from Mao Zedong's multiple student movements in 1966-68, or the Cultural Revolution.
Mao Zedong's inspiration for launching the 66-68 Student Movement came from the May 4th Movement. The May 4th Movement was actually a campaign initiated by Liang Qichao, Wang Daxie, and Lin Changmin against the then President Xu Shichang, the then Minister to Japan Zhang Zongxiang, and the then Minister of Communications Cao Rulin.
Liang Qichao launched the May Fourth Movement, which was inspired by the Boxers around 1900.
The reason why it is said that from the Boxer Rebellion to the June 4th Movement was manipulation by politicians rather than "spontaneity of the masses". These movements all have an essence. They are not opposed to the regime and strongly support the regime. They are only dissatisfied with certain specific issues. Issues are really just a matter for politicians.
Expressing support for the regime in the parade has a very heavy operational color. For example, the Boxer Rebellion’s slogan of “supporting the Qing Dynasty and destroying the foreigners,” June 4th’s actions of “supporting the party’s leadership” and “swiping away the counter-revolutionaries who stained Chairman Mao’s portrait with ink” all clearly showed that these movements supported the government.
This strange parade movement has been passed down. In ancient China, there was no concept of democracy, but it also paid attention to public opinion. That is what Confucianism calls "the people are the most important, the society is second, and the monarch is the least". "Whoever wins the hearts of the people wins the world." Theory.
So in an authoritarian era where there is no concept of voting, how do we reflect the hearts of the people? Of course, adjectives such as "auspiciousness" appearing in various places, common people "eat pots of pulp", "loyal to the emperor and patriotism" and "swear allegiance to the emperor to the death".
Of course, language is pale, in addition to adjectives, but also action. For example, the common people offered their most precious local specialties as tribute, and the officials wrote a persuasion form to express their loyalty with the sincerity of the tribute.
At least in the Han Dynasty, there were records of politicians forging public opinion to achieve their own goals. For example, when Wang Mang usurped the throne, people all over the world expressed their support, and there were various auspicious signs. These are obviously forged.
After understanding the tradition of falsifying public opinion, it is relatively easy to understand that the Qing Dynasty organized the Boxer Rebellion, Liang Qichao initiated the May Fourth Movement, Mao Zedong initiated the Cultural Revolution, Deng Xiaoping initiated the April 5th Movement, Hu Yaobang initiated the 1986 Student Movement, and Zhao Ziyang organized the 1989 Student Movement.
This is all in a place where there is no voting right, inciting the masses to create momentum.
Similar to this is the North Korean masses, who march against the United States at every turn, "spontaneously" for Kim Il Sung, and cry to death after Kim Jong Il's death.
In authoritarian countries without the right to vote, these masses incited by politicians are seen as "voting with action."
What is the real public opinion? In a democratic country, in addition to using polls to understand public opinion, of course there are parades to reflect public opinion.
It's just that in unmanaged democracies, people usually only march because of their own interests. For example, the North American truck driver parade is because of the vaccination mandate for the truck driver group and so on. The French demonstrations are mostly due to rising prices.
"Pro-government" marches occur only in authoritarian countries. The Boxers, the May Fourth Movement, the Cultural Revolution, August 6th, and 1989 were actually demonstrations in favor of the government. Because these demonstrations support a certain policy of the government and are controlled opposition groups. The Boxer Movement supported the government’s confrontation with foreigners, the May 4th movement supported the government’s external toughness, the Cultural Revolution supported the government’s (Mao Zedong) overthrow of Liu Shaoqi, the August 6th movement supported the government’s (Hu Yaobang) reform of the electoral system for people’s congresses, and the 1989 student movement supported the government’s (Zhao Ziyang) Discussing for Hu Yaobang is a step closer to suppressing "conservatives".
A truly uncontrolled demonstration will not be under the banner of "supporting a certain decision of a certain person in the government". Take Qing as an example:
In the Qing Dynasty, there were countless uncontrolled opposition groups before the Boxers. The early anti-Qing Fuming Triad Organization and the White Lotus Sect, Wu Sangui and other forces did not count. In the late Qing Dynasty, there were also Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, Xiaodaohui, Nian Army, Xinjiang Uncontrolled opposition forces such as the 70% khanate of Aquba and the so-called "Sun Party", that is, Sun Yat-sen's revolutionary party.
At this time, the Qing Dynasty needs to launch a mass movement so that the masses can find something to do and someone to vent their anger on. Otherwise, they might join some anti-government organization.
So the government took advantage of the desire of the masses to vent, organized a group of gangsters who practice martial arts, and made up some slogans to let these gangsters beat foreigners.
This trick was actually used before in Sanyuanli when fighting against the British. Mobilizing the masses to resist foreigners is an old routine of the Qing Dynasty. You can see the jingle compiled by the Qing Dynasty for the Boxers, "Red light shines, the world laughs. Kill foreigners first, then kill foreign religions" "God helps fist, boxers... demolish railways, pull wire poles, and urgently destroy steamers. Foreign devils, kill all Slogans such as "The Great Qing Dynasty will be able to unify the rivers and mountains" can be seen to be made up by educated people. At that time, the generation of farmers in the Yellow River Flooding Area in Northeast China, what kind of foreign religion did they know, what about steamships?
What foreigners endanger is the rule of the Qing Dynasty, not the peasants. You must know that farmers in normal countries protest, usually to protest against low food prices or land mergers and environmental pollution. In ancient China, it was fleeing famine and peasant uprising. The peasant movement, which took the initiative to support the government and help the government defeat its opponents, was the first of its kind in the Qing Dynasty during the two thousand years of imperial rule.
Farmers are farming in the fields every day, and they suddenly want to help the government against foreigners. Naturally, someone instigates and writes songs.
Nineteen years after the end of the Boxer Movement, when Liang Qichao was facing his political opponents, he suddenly remembered the Boxer's move to mobilize the masses. Therefore, students were mobilized to protest the Paris Peace Conference, and the May 4th Movement was launched.
In fact, students usually only protest the high price of food in the cafeteria and the bad food. Does the Twenty-One of the Paris Peace Conference have anything to do with students? Obviously someone provoked. If the students really cared so much about the territory, then Mongolia became independent, Manchukuo was established, and the Chinese Soviet was established, why didn’t there be large-scale demonstrations by students?
The May 4th Movement was quite a big mess, which left a deep impression on Mao Zedong, who was 26 years old at the time. He was addicted to rebellion and wanted to find an opportunity to engage in a movement like the May Fourth Movement all his life. So in order to defeat Liu Shaoqi, he finally imitated the May 4th Movement and instigated the 66-year student movement. It also has a nice name, the Cultural Revolution.
It was created by combining the New Culture Movement of the year and the creativity of the revolutionaries. The purpose, of course, is to defeat Liu Shaoqi. In fact, among those students who rose up to protest against Liu Shaoqi, how many of them could get in touch with Liu Shaoqi, why did they hate Liu Shaoqi so much? Of course it was Mao Zedong who did it.
While criticizing Liu Shaoqi, a Soviet cadre, he incidentally criticized Deng Xiaoping who carried out Liu Shaoqi's line. The students criticized Deng Xiaoping's younger brother, Deng Shuping, and committed suicide. His son jumped off a building and became disabled.
The student movement launched by Mao Zedong undoubtedly left a deep impression on Deng Xiaoping, so he also learned the technique of organizing the masses to "express public opinion", so he first wrote to Mao Zedong to show his weakness, and secretly cooperated with Ye Jianying, Chen Yun and others to try to launch a mass movement for revenge. The two political allies Chen Yun and Ye Jianying were carefully selected by Deng: Chen Yun offended Mao in the late 1950s when he launched an anti-adventurous movement, and his home was ransacked twice after the Cultural Revolution. Ye Jianying was criticized thoroughly because of the February countercurrent incident.
It can be said that Deng, Chen, and Ye belonged to the people who had been criticized by Mao Zedong and then came back to "make meritorious service". The three hit it off and imitated Mao Zedong's way of mobilizing the masses to launch the Fourth and Fifth Movement, trying to use public opinion to oppose Mao Zedong and the "Gang of Four". ".
As a result, the April 5th Movement in 1976 was broken up by Jiang Qing's mobilization of Beijing military police and workers with wooden sticks in just two days. Deng Xiaoping was defeated again. It's a pity that Jiang Qing and the others didn't see that Chen Yun and Ye Jianying belonged to Deng Xiaoping, which laid the groundwork for the subsequent crushing of the Gang of Four.
Next came the 86 Student Movement. In fact, Hu Yaobang Wanli thought that Deng Xiaoping was about to fight the conservatives to seize power, so he created a wave of "public opinion" to support Deng Xiaoping. Due to the huge momentum of the 86 student movement, Deng Xiaoping, who was unwilling to make a democratic transition in his heart, launched an action to criticize bourgeois liberalization without hesitation. In fact, it was criticizing Hu Yaobang.
The depressed Hu Yaobang died of massive myocardial infarction in 1989, so Zhao Ziyang organized a commemorative event for Hu Yaobang, imitating Deng Xiaoping's 1976 drama of using the dead to overwhelm the living. That is, the 89 student movement.
This time it was even bigger than the 86 student movement, so that in the end Deng Xiaoping had no troops to transfer in Beijing, so he could only put down his old face and send troops from other places to suppress it.
From the Boxers to the May 4th, from the May 4th to the June 4th, politicians manipulated public opinion time and time again, using the blood of the masses to achieve their political goals, which has to be thought-provoking.
The government's methods of inciting public opinion are also very similar: pulling one faction against another, compiling songs, leaflets, and big-character posters. Open one opening and close the others. The masses are limited to certain slogans and cannot oppose the government or someone in the government.
For example, the Boxers allowed you to kill foreigners but not to oppose the government, the Cultural Revolution allowed you to criticize Liu Shaoqi but not the party to criticize Mao Zedong, June Fourth allowed you to commemorate Hu Yaobang and even called for democracy, but you were not allowed to attack Chairman Mao or oppose the Communist Party, etc. You just have to think about it, whoever wrote the texts about helping the Qing Dynasty and exterminating the foreigners and distributed them among the people, and whoever wrote the texts commemorating Hu Yaobang took the lead in posting big-character posters in universities, you will know who is behind the scenes
We can say that most of the mass movements after the establishment of the Communist Party of China were not spontaneous, but belonged to the "controllable opposition".
The truly uncontrolled mass movements are the exile of the Dalai Lama in India, the repeated armed protests of the Uighurs, the armed protests in Shadian, Yunnan, the appeal of Falun Gong, the 315 incident in Lhasa in 2008, the July 5 incident in Xinjiang and a series of ethnic conflicts after that, To the recent Tonghaina family camp incident and so on.
It can be seen that these mass movements not controlled by the Communist Party are fundamentally different from controlled movements such as the Boxer Rebellion, the Cultural Revolution, and June 4th. The uncontrolled mass movement is more like a traditional peasant uprising, the Hui uprising.
With this understanding, when the next "mass movement" comes, you can simply judge whether it is led by some politicians or a movement not controlled by the government, and then decide whether to participate and how to participate.
It is not to say that the mass movement led by the government can only be used as a pawn. If you have a clear understanding, you can use it in reverse. The mass gathering of 100,000 people organized by Ceausescu is a good example.
And the recent mass movement to overthrow the government in Sri Lanka also illustrates the great potential of the power of the masses. If the millions of students and citizens had walked into Zhongnanhai instead of going on a hunger strike in the square on June 4th, perhaps the political situation would have changed long ago.

I'm selling these for Paypal (my region is EU and buyer covers the fees if not from EU, I do not have set prices) or could trade non-headliner games for one of the games in the title I want. Not interested in anything else, i will ignore any lists of random games
Warhammer 40,000: Chaos Gate - Daemonhunters
Operation Tango
The Invisible Hand
I do not have a set price in mind for any of the games, if you ask "how much for?" you'll be asked if you have a price in mind. Only exception would be one of the indie games for Coromon or Lil Gator Game
Lost Planet 3 - Complete Pack
Strider
Orbital Bullet – The 360° Rogue-lite (might keep)
Death STranding Director's Cut (might keep)
Life is STrange 2 Complete Season (might keep)
Revita (might keep)
Just looking for Coromon and the games in the title and Paypal (my region is EU), nothing else. If you offer a huge list of games or anything that's not in the title or on my wishlist you might get blocked for not having basic reading comprehension
I know Coromon is in a pricy build your own bundle rn so could do multiple smaller games for it but no ridiculous offers please
https://www.fanatical.com/en/pick-and-mix/diamond-collection-build-your-own-bundle
Only interested in Paypal offers and games in the title don't comment if you don't have either to offer. For AAA games I'm only taking Paypal offers, not trades Any comments with lists of random games I likely already own will be ignored and possibly blocked. My region is EU, if you are outside of EU you have to cover Paypal fees. I do not have a set price for anything, if you ask "how much for" you'll be asked if you have a price in mind.
Golden Light
Batora: Lost Haven (might keep)
Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice
112 Operator
Agent in Depth
Alchemist's Castle
Arcade Spirits
Death Squared
Detached: Non-VR Edition
Doughlings: Arcade
Doughlings: Invasion
Euro Truck Simulator 2
Farming Simulator 17
Firegirl: Hack 'n Splash Rescue (might keep)
Frick, Inc.
Guilty Gear X2 #Reload
Guns & Fishes
Hack 'n' Slash
Hyper Gunsport
Izmir: An Independence Simulator
Little Orpheus (might keep)
Lust from Beyond: M Edition
Meow Express
MirrorMoon EP
Monaco
Mount & Blade: Warband
Non-Stop Raiders
Orbital Racer
Pathfinder: Kingmaker
PAYDAY 2
Planet TD
Project Chemistry
Quadrata
Remnants of Naezith
Rym 9000
Soul Searching
Soulblight
Soulflow
Space Crew: Legendary Edition
Stacking
Stick Fight: The Game
Strange Brigade
Stygian: Reign of the Old Ones
Sunlight
SYMMETRY
System Shock 2
The Amazing American Circus
The Inner World
Ticket to Ride
Worms Rumble
XCOM 2
X-Morph: Defense Complete Pack
Zombie Driver HD Complete Edition
DARQ (might keep)
Fallout
Othercide (might keep)
GameGuru Classic STAR WARS™: Knights of the Old Republic™ Driftland: The Magic Revival Red Faction: Armageddon Puzzle Chronicles STAR WARS™ Jedi Knight: Jedi Academy™ STAR WARS™ Jedi Knight II: Jedi Outcast™ Distrust Radio Commander
Main Assembly
RPG Maker VX (may keep)
Hamilton's Great Adventure
[Amnesia: The Dark Descent](httpsa://store.steampowered.com/app/57300/)
LEGO® MARVEL's Avengers (may keep)
Oddworld: Stranger's Wrath HD (may keep)
Dungeon of the ENDLESS™
Go Home Dinosaurs!
Soulblight
Lust for Darkness
RPG Maker VX Ace - DS Resource Pack
RPG Maker VX Ace - Zombie Survival Graphic Pack
Iron Danger (may keep)
The Swindle
Morbid: The Seven Acolytes
Amnesia: Rebirth
X-Morph: Defense
Treasure Hunter Simulator
Orbital Racer
Nongunz: Doppelganger Edition
LEGO® MARVEL Super Heroes 2 (may keep)
Where the Water Tastes Like Wine
Monsters' Den Chronicles
Telefrag VR
NecroWorm
We are alright (Wszystko z nami w porządku)
RPG Maker VX Ace - Old School Modern Graphics Pack 2
Rebel Cops
Farmer's Dynasty
The Plague: Kingdom Wars
PlataGO!
LEGO® MARVEL Super Heroes (may keep)
Bang-On Balls: Chronicles (may keep)
Jetboard Joust
Forgive Me Father (may keep)
Aliens vs. Predator Collection
LEGO® Star Wars™ III: The Clone Wars™
Golf Gang
Maid of Sker
Hedon Bloodrite (may keep)
Kingdoms of Amalur: Re-Reckoning FATE Edition (may keep)
Blade Assault (may keep)
DOOM Eternal (may keep)
Grow: Song of the Evertree (may keep)
Scribble It! - Premium Edition
[Liberated] (GOG)
[Wanderlust Travel Stories] (GOG)
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I am 24 years old Male. Some time a go while I was going for a walk in the campus, a stranger was waiting for me in a dark place( it was late afternoon). When I got closer I thought he was going to rob me, but he started masturbating and making screams of pleasure. He is about 50 years old maybe. I slowly left the place but he continued to masturbate until i lost him.
After that I saw him again on the street by chance. I got scared and started cursing him, saying "you old idiot, freak" and something like that. I might have told him that I would hit him to make him stay away from me. He pretended not to hear me and continued as if I didn't exist.
I told this to some people working there in the campus and I have learned that he works as a security guard of the campus, I also know his first name.
Another time, I saw him again while I was walking with some friends and I said out loud in front of him that he is the freak one. And again he used to pretend he didn't see us.
Yesterday I went to the park again. He was again there as if he had set an ambush for the next prey. We had a distance of about 35 meters, when I saw him and shouted to him something like "are you again out?"... For a few seconds we were motionless and looked at each other from a distance. Then he started coming towards me. I started to take quick steps back and when a bush got in the way and he couldn't see me I started to run. I think I heard him say "come here" and I think he let out a scream again like he was masturbating but I disappeared from there.
Now I feel ashamed, humiliated and scared. I wanted to show him that I am a ''tough guy'' and I will not be an easy victim by cursing him, but probably he has understood my cowardice. I'm afraid he might find me on the street and hit me. I'm afraid he might have a knife or a gun.
I'm also afraid to report him because he might claim that I was the one masturbating and reverse the charges. And then how will I prove the obvious...

Anger has often gotten the best of me. From the early days, from the Old World in the formative years and the dreamy beginnings. The punch marks on cabinets and doors at the old house will tell you how I ran with it. And if yelling left a physical mark, there would have been a deep groove in middle of the living room. My mother has seen a few tantrums, one just a few days before her death. My sisters have been the subject of this anger, my friends, pretty much everybody.
And because this is the real world and things don't fix themselves, the anger turned into rage and it stayed with me as I abused substance after substance, ignoring the only responsible course of action, and that is therapy. I used the general public like a dart board and threw tantrums at bus stations that didn't have tickets, at cab drivers that didn't have change, at the electrician, the waiter, the guy selling things and the things themselves.
In my teenage years, I used to cry in the bathroom every night after being yelled it for some reason or the other. I remember clearly how my teary, snot-covered face looked in the mirror and promised it that I won't be like that when I grew up. I swore sincerely that I will be the exact opposite. But I did grow up and did become that, so who was I promising in the mirror? Was it my reflection? Was it someone else I had summoned to make a binding pledge?
Whoever it was, the pledge wasn't binding enough and I got no pangs of consscience as I walked over my own red lines. Always thinking I had the moral and logical high ground, I did not exercise a touch of self control over the rage and I let it out exactly like I said I never would. Somewhere along the way as I lost my belief in that which is invisible, I lost my promise to the mirror and whatsoever that was inside it.
Then one day we went out to the desert to camp, everyone is having fun, the fire is burning. So I walk out away from all that until it's pitch black and there is no one around me, and when it was completely silent, like dead silent, I talked to myself. I told myself that I know what I was doing and that I needed to stop. I wasn't waiting for a magical experience or a sensory flush. I just wanted it to mean something.
And I often wonder, where did it all start? My father surely has it and so did his father and everyone in my line of ancestry, but where did it come from? Was this a part of the original catalog of characters everyone but me seems to have been handed? Was this the only remaining character template when it was time for me to enter the earth? I may have not chosen this but then again who really does? One way or the other, you learn that you're responsible for even the reins that slip through your fingers.

So I was talking to my friend the other day while grinding master GotD. We got to the topic of hand cannon's and how sad it is that there is only one singular 150 rpm hand cannon in the game (Sunshot). We came to the point that hand cannons right now are in a tough spot as only adaptive frames get use in crucible for the juicy 3 tap and aggresive frames can get some use in the case you need more range but its widely not reccomended. And frankly hand cannons have no place in pve except the odd lucky pants build here and there.
So we came to thinking if you were in Bungie's shoe's how would you fix this?
I said well Spare Ration's was somewhat dissapointing as Austringer gets better stats and is craftable. So to incentivise choosing the Spare Ration we make it the only 150 hand cannon in the game but dock the range and don't make it craftable. Call it the "Legacy Frame".
And as we started making up archetypes we started really having fun. A Tex Mechanica rapid fire frame which resembles an old six shooter, the rpm being the same as six shot Golden Gun. The damage would be scaled down but made balanced by the fact the mag size is so low.
Or a high impact frame with maybe one singular shot but it's essentially the equivalent of a .50 caliber round. It could do let's say 35k damage on a headshot and use special ammo. Roll with subsistence and kill clip. There's a lot of fun to be had with it honestly.
Anyway, the point is that I was curious to which weapon archetypes you would all make? Doesn't have to be hand cannons remember.

My ex left and it's been a couple of months. He's been very difficult because he's mentally unstable. I've been told that I'm liable for his belongings as long as they are in my possession. But this has been going on for months.
He co-operated for a bit and took a lot of it (mostly me driving it to where he is staying) but now we have fallen out and the last of his stuff is still at the unit that we lived in. He is not on the lease anymore already.
The place HAS to be emptied so the bond cleaners can do their job. Then the keys will be handed back by the end of this week.
If he doesn't collect his thing before the bond clean. What can I legally do? I have emailed him (only form of contact he will allow). I might mention here that he has already sold a phone I leant him (I'm still paying the contract off). He also has in his possession a large screen Dell laptop of mine that he agreed to pay for but I am pretty sure he has sold that too and doubt he will pay me for it because he didn't pay for the phone I leant him. (Yes stupid I know to trust him). Since he sold my property, I feel like I shouldn't have take care of his stuff anymore!
He has until Monday night now. I've already extended the deadline to Monday and it definitely can't be there any longer. I can't afford to have it sent to him by professionals and my family aren't going to take it to him as they don't like him and are telling me to throw it out. They are happy to pick it up and throw it out but they won't take it to my ex which is fair enough.
It's like he is holding this over me just to cause me problems. What can I do here legally? Can I throw his stuff out if he misses the deadline?
All it is, is 1 box of stuff that includes sentimental items maybe. And a wooden sideboard cabinet thing with a glass door. It's very big and heavy.
I just want this nightmare to be over so I can move on.

I love the look and design of the Old Wooden Bow, and I would love to find a real bow and arrow that looks like it. Does anybody have any ideas or leads on getting a bow that looks like it? I’m aware that this is a shot in the dark, but I’m very open to discussion and/or thoughts.