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I skimmed through it, and I found that it was just filled with easily refutable “evidence” and a lot of it actually casts China in a bad light. See? We can both play this game.

You said my links were easy to refute, but you never did it. The burden of proof here is on you because you are the one denying this well documented genocide. You expect me to just accept this link of a single person collecting all of their “research”? I gave you a wide variety of sources and you never showed me anything convincing in opposition to them. Just a link filled with lots of apologetics that inadvertently supports the very position they oppose.


Try these on for size.

https://www.cpiml.net/liberation/2020/08/chinas-concentration-camps-for-uyghurs-in-chinas-own-words

https://rationalwiki.org/wiki/Uighur_genocide the quote at the top of the page should be enough for any individual with a shred of empathy, but everything’s cited.

If you actually take the time to look through these sources instead of letting your knee-jerk tell you it’s all just US funded anti China propoganda, you might realize what horrific things you’re defending.


Yes, I oppose genocide everywhere. I’m not inclined to disagree that there is misinformation, and clearly I’m susceptible to that as well. But there are also sources coming directly from the mouths of people trying to survive this mess. I’m inclined to listen to those people. Beyond that, I don’t see any reason to defend a powerful, hypercapitalistic nation like China when there are people coming from ground zero explaining the atrocities they are experiencing. Just like I don’t feel like defending a hypercapitalistic nation like the US when they massacre people in the Middle East or fund the massacre as in Palestine. Seriously, what do you even gain from falling on the sword for China?


https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2019/apr/07/bulldozing-mosques-china-war-uighur-culture-xinjiang

Whether or not you trust the guardian, there’s literal satellite imagery showing the erasure of a mosque.

https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2021/04/12/surviving-the-crackdown-in-xinjiang

https://www.ft.com/content/f0d3223a-7f4d-11e8-bc55-50daf11b720d

Took me five seconds to grab those sources from Wikipedia. Actually, there’s a whole Wikipedia article on the genocide with, you guessed it, hundreds of citations. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uyghur_genocide?wprov=sfla1

But let me guess, that’s all western propaganda to smear the Chinese government which is “totally communist don’t worry you guys”? It’s all fake news? It’s all fabricated, right?


I haven’t seen evidence of those exact things happening, but you do realize there are other ways to enact genocide, correct? There is plenty of evidence out there for mosque burnings and separations of families. Maybe we can only see the outside of the detention facilities, but we don’t have a single clue what’s happening inside. Do we? You really trust that everything is rosey in there? How naive are you?


Maybe denying genocide is bad whether it’s Palestine or China?


Hell yeah!


That’s just Nick Robinson’s bit. He goes on these wild investigations into things that absolutely do not warrant that level of dedication and care. I love him for it personally.


Well, as far as I know, it wasn’t created by those who escaped necessarily. It was a European project created because European nations couldn’t stand the influx of Jews from the holocaust in their nations, because most of them were just as antisemitic as the nazis themselves. So they made a settler state to kick our people out of Europe under the guise of “giving you a homeland after the holocaust”.

Thank the gods my ancestors escaped before the holocaust and came to America and I don’t have to be embroiled in this conflict.


It was, first, a sick thing to put down.

The cure to death was pungent and bitter. To drink it was to drink goat cheese drowned in gasoline. A second or third dose was preferred - by the third, a senseless tongue has said its peace and has not the energy to engage the foul swill. The numbing, some say, was quite sweet. And then one aged no longer.

The woman to have the first taste, weary with age and fear, felt her tired bones begin to mend. Her hair regained its youthful luster. Her eyes their hawkish focus. She threw away the cane, tossed her glasses aside, and shared the wretched thing with the people of earth. And once all the children of the world were children of those who had sipped from the sacred liquid, death was forgotten, and soon, the horrid drink was drank no more.

That is what they say. It is, rather, what she says. What she’d always say.

We wrote it in our holy books, and shared it with our children, now numbering as the stars on this earth, which is not burdened by the needs of a species for whom food and drink is a relic of a forgotten time.

Then the story changed. Now the woman couldn’t say if she’d made the drink herself or bought it at the store. Then the woman asked us to what swill we referred, and we said, it was your holy creation! and her response, that she would not soon forget the taste of something so awful.

Then she stopped telling the story. She’d say the words, but there was no order, and soon the letters separated, and she spoke the sounds, but the story was gone. Then, she was gone.

The thousand year woman, on her thousandth day of birth, could not speak another word. There was violence, thrashing, and foaming at the mouth. She scratched at her neck and tore at her eyes and cracked at her chest and split her heart, but her brain cared not for the loss of her blood. She’d awaken the next day with flesh and bone mended, and began the assault again.

I stood beside her on the thousandth day of her torment, and she rediscovered a word, and it was, “help”, and it was first a whisper, until her screaming shook the halls, and she broke away from her bindings and began the assault again, and I called upon the doctors.

Now I stand before my mother, who is bound with titanium, from her head to her feet, her body nearly still, but the ceaseless vibration of her vocal cords continues, screaming “help” into the endless night.

The doctors say they will find a cure. They say the disease will be gone soon, and mother will be back to normal. That we’ll know this nightmare is over, and life will continue. But they know not what I do, that another millennium old soul has forgotten their own name. That soon these halls will be filled with those tortured like my mother.

There is one thing they say, that is certain. That my mother will be cured. It will not be by their hand, for I have found my mother’s notes and recipes from her younger days of alchemy, when she was only 87 years old, and she discovered a foul drink. I have seen what she has written and I have taken up my mother’s work again.

It is my turn to find a cure. The cure to life.


Yeah. I want to go to Mars but not if it means torching Earth. I don’t know why people think we’ll somehow make Mars liveable when we can’t even keep our already habitable planet going.


I’m definitely down for interplanetary travel after we figure out how to keep things going down here.


I wanna play it so bad! I think my computer can do VR but I haven’t been able to find out because I don’t have a headset… I can’t believe I’m missing out on new half life content…


I hope your finals are going well! You got this!

And soon, soon…



Pokémon cards. I have a massive collection somewhere in storage, probably have some serious money in there. It’s cool seeing Pokémon booster packs at the store still.


Purple all the way! It’s a liminal color. I just think it’s neat.

Although turquoise has been a long favorite of mine. Anything with a green-blue mix is special to me. That’s the color of life to me.


In my local area we have a lot of “co-op” retail stores that aren’t employee owned at all. I haven’t seen a single employee owned store, just “consumer coops” where the consumer can vote on… Something, but the people who actually work there are treated the same as at any other retail outlet.


The desert I’m in doesn’t get that much rain… I like standing in the rain. But when it does come it’s usually big storms with lots of thunder and wild rains. I enjoy that.


I got on an antidepressant and am doing better than ever. It’s still hella hard, don’t get me wrong. But I’m here and I’m enjoying myself.




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