i’m in Ireland and the search for that bastards name is still blocked and hidden… the legnths the british go to defend and protect their instruments of colonialism and violence is beyond belief. no justice for the victims and yet every measure taken to protect David James Cleary and his fellow murderers.
Never a better time for the Streisand Effect than when it’s a government covering up acts of brutality and evil.
been a minute! a relatively small restock for ya - we got the classic GET UGLY shirts in bleach dye but also available rn in sage green AND cool pearlescent dark blue ink on nat cotton! a small restock also of the BITE THE HAND, DEATH 2 FASCISM (white ink on black), and more KELPIE shirts (including a THRILLING pearlescent rust-colored ink on dark brown. get weird get weird!!!)
wow i sure wonder 🤔🤔 what the new layouts supposed to look like 🤔🤔🤔🤔 its a mystery
Don’t forget y’all that there’s a much better way for us to let Tumblr know what we think about specific changes, rather than @ ing staff or wip, and it’s sending in a support ticket and choosing feedback!
Tumblr reverted some of the asinine app decisions they made after a concerted feedback effort! So make sure to use this form! It’s what it’s for, but it’s not well advertised!
A century and a half of rebellions, uprisings, daring escapes, and adventures celebrating May Day and our collective capacity for freedom and self-determination.
May Day is one of the days on which anarchists celebrate self-determination and self-realization. People have lit bonfires to mark the end of winter for thousands of years; it wasn’t until industrialization forcibly disconnected people from the land base that nourished them that May Day came to be observed as a labor holiday. At base, May Day isn’t about labor: it’s about abundance. It’s about excess, pleasure, freedom—the burgeoning source of life itself. As a millennia-old holy day honoring the return of spring, May Day directs our thoughts to nature—a wild and beautiful chaos that flows through us and nourishes us, which we can enjoy but never control. Our joyous acts of rebellion do not point to a world in which workers are paid a little better for their labor, but to the possibility that we could sweep away all the forms of oppression that stand between us and the tremendous potential of our lives.