ComradeEd

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[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 3 points 1 month ago* (last edited 1 month ago) (1 children)

Yea, I also moved to Hexbear to view everything on local, and the emojies. I don't really use Lemmygrad anymore.

Is there some way to just subscribe to all the communities

There might be.

long technical explanationIf you export your settings, edit the file such that "followed_communities" has all communities you want to be subscribed to, then (wait so it doesn't give you an error, then) import the edited file, it should have you subscribed to all the communities you added.

To get all communities I'd use the api, i.e. https://hexbear.net/api/v3/community/list?type_=Local&limit=50&page=1, then copy the raw text into https://regexr.com/, make the regex "actor_id":"(.*?)" and use the List tool with "$1", (see screenshot), copy the output into a text file, open the next page on the api and go on like that until the api returns blank.

spoiler screenshot :::

[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 9 points 4 months ago

The stalinist mods have attempted multiple times to stop us. They can't say it is the reason as they have to keep up a facade of queer acceptance, but we know the truth.

[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 13 points 4 months ago (1 children)

I need my Hexbear. How am I supposed to show how sad I am about hexbear being down without all the hexbear emojis??

[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 6 points 4 months ago (6 children)

The rrrrat on lemmygrad!

[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 2 points 4 months ago (1 children)

I hope you all have a nice week :D

[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 5 points 4 months ago

Import/Export Settings keeps returning rate_limit_error? I've waited probably an hour now?

[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 13 points 5 months ago (1 children)

I don't think the AI companies care about copyright. But it would be fun if enough people began using something like this and the AI began just randomly spouting out CC licenses.

[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 16 points 5 months ago* (last edited 5 months ago) (3 children)

THERE IS NO WAY OUT OF THIS LUMALO, YOU ARE SURROUNDED. TRANS YOUR GENDER OR WE WILL BE FORCED TO SHOOT YOU.

[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 2 points 5 months ago (1 children)

What is this ritual ass shit. People just expect you to know this?

[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 19 points 5 months ago (4 children)
[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 8 points 5 months ago

It’s definitely a symptom of grass-deficiency

Can't tell, I do so little grass touching.

Hope to one day see some, not trying to put pressure on you though.

[–] ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml 11 points 5 months ago (5 children)

Damn, you have so many great comments on ND. Have you thought about making some posts with all this knowledge? I would love to read it.

 

Hi Hexbear!

Over at !minecraft@lemmygrad.ml we have a survival minecraft server at mc.encryptionin.space running 1.20.4 (there is whitelist on, see below). We recently started fresh and want to increase the playerbase. So, if you want to play some minecraft with other leftists, join the matrix room to talk with others. And either message me here on lemmy or tell me in the matrix room to get whitelisted.

Have a nice day.

 

I would have just added a comment under the current weeks general thread. If it weren't for the fact that I really like the book and REALLY think you should read it.

Strong writes in a way that is easy to read. And, as she has done before, she writes about the successes of the Soviet Union and Socialism. My liberal brain-worms were writhing, chapter by chapter they could not accept what was written, too good to be true, propaganda! Though I must have gotten very happy reading about these success, because I at one point got teary-eyed.

quote from where it boiled over.

When a winter childbirth in a distant Arctic station developed complications, the neighbors got the Dixon Island surgeon on the radio and for more than three hours he directed over the air every detail while the whole of a much-worried Arctic listened in. When the child and mother were safe, congratulations poured in from thousands of miles of icebound waterfront.

 

Please read it, not because I made an epub (although yea, also that), but because I think it's a great book.

Download my EPUB version: https://comlib.encryptionin.space (or https://archive.org/details/this-soviet-world-anna-louise-strong)

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submitted 11 months ago* (last edited 11 months ago) by ComradeEd@lemmygrad.ml to c/books@lemmygrad.ml
 

I have made what I believe to be the first reflowable version of "This Soviet World" by Anna Louise Strong.

This book is incredibly fucking good. READ IT. (please)

Download my EPUB version: https://comlib.encryptionin.space (or https://archive.org/details/this-soviet-world-anna-louise-strong)

 

The heads of government in America are not the real rulers. I have talked with many of them from the President down. Some of them would really like to use power for the people. They feel baffled by their inability to do so; they blame other branches of government, legislatures, courts. But they haven’t analyzed the real reason. The difficulty is that they haven’t power to use. Neither the President nor Congress nor the common people, under any form of organization whatever, can legally dispose of the oil of Rockefeller or the gold in the vaults of Morgan. If they try, they will be checked by other branches of government, which was designed as a system of checks and balances precisely to prevent such “usurpation of power.” Private capitalists own the means of production and thus rule the lives of millions. Government, however chosen, is limited to the function of making regulations which will help capitalism run more easily by adjusting relations between property and protecting it against the “lawless” demands of non-owners. This constitutes what Marxists call the dictatorship of property. “The talk about pure democracy is but a bourgeois screen,” says Stalin, “to conceal the fact that equality between exploiters and exploited is impossible. . . . It was invented to hide the sores of capitalism . . . and lend it moral strength.” [Stalin, Leninism, I, 46]

 

CW: Mentions of rape, death and blood

Quoting from "Book of the Hopi" (page 268-9):

It happened in 1832, when preparations were being made for Soyál.
Seaknoya's uncle, a young boy then, and Tuvengyamsi's grandmother, Naquamuysee [Prayer Feathers Flown Bright], who was a small girl, both remembered that it was about four or five days before Soyál when he Castillas made camp near the earth dam, where they could water their horses, and were given food by the Hopis.
Then, on that terrible morning, the Castillas rode into the Snake plaza. They blew their brass horn. Then they began to run through the streets after children, firing their eamunkinpi [guns] at the men who ran out of the kivas. Seaknoya's uncle saw Hoyentewa [One Who Inspects Traps] shot while he was trying to protect his son, and watched a Tewa or Taos warrior with the Castillas scalp Wuhwuhpa [Long Ear of Corn]. Naquamuysee watched a Castilla soldier grab a little boy named Lomaesva. At the same time his father rushed out of a kiva and threw a blanket around the boy to protect him. While the two men were fighting for possession of the boy, a second Spaniard came up and shot his gun. The boy and his father fell to the ground and blood began to ran out. But in a little while Lomaesva crawled out from under the blanket alive. His father lay there; he was dead.
A little girl named Kaeuhamana [Corn Girl] was sitting on a housetop with her sister Neseehongneum [One Who Carries a Flower on the Day of the Ceremony], both wrapped in a blue blanket, when a soldier captured her. She was about seven years old. A little boy about the same age, Masavehma [Butterfly Wings Painted], was captured too. Altogether there were fourteen children captured, and with them was the young wife of Wickvaya [One Who Brings]. Two Castillas were killed during the fight. The Hopis later buried them in a dry wash east of Oraibi and drove stock over the graves.
The Castillas then drove off the Hopi sheep and with the fourteen captured children marched back to Santa Fe. All during the trip the soldiers raped the young wife of Wickvaya. Masavhejma remembered that Corn Girl, being so little, was tied on a horse so she wouldn't fall off. But the horse ran away. The rope came loose. And Corn Girl fell and was kicked so hard that the horse's hoof left its print under her chin.
In Santa Fe all the children were sold as slaves to different families. Masavehma was bought by a Spanish couple, loaded in that thing with two wheels, and carried to their home far away at La Junta [Colorado?]. He was lucky. The Spanish couple had no children. They gave him the name of Tomás, dressed him in warm clothes, fed him good food, and treated him like their own son. The work he liked to do was to gather the eggs laid by their many kowakas [chickens], and to drive the molas [mules] to pasture. In a little while he forgot his homesickness and liked it all right.
Meanwhile, in Oraibi^1^, Wickvaya was wild with anger and determined to git his young wife back. So he packed piki and tosi in a bag which he made out of her wedding dress, and started out on foot alone. He went to Ceohhe [Zuñi], and from there to Cheyawepa [Isleta], where he met a man who spoke Spanish. This man went with him to see the Spanish captain in the governor's palace in Santa Fe. There it was explained to him that the children captured by his soldiers were Hopis, not enemy Navajos. The captain was sick in bed, but this made him so angry that he jumped out of bed, called all his soldiers, and sent them for all the captured children and the people who had bought them. Wickvaya waited and waited until his young wife was brought into the crowded room. Seeing hi, his wife was so ashamed at that which had been done to her that she covered her head with her blanket, and it was more shame and sadness for Wickvaya to see her shame.
Masavehma was finally brought in by his new parents. All were closely questioned by the captain. Finding that the boy had not been mistreated, he released the Spanish couple. They hugged Masavehma and went home weeping without him. Then he, with all the other captured children, was taken to witness the punishment meted out to their captors. Some were stood up in front of a grave they had dug, and shot. Others were dragged to death by wild horses. Still others had iron balls with sharp spikes tied to their feet, so that as they waled the spikes dug into their feet. At the same time each was forced to keep throwing another spiked iron ball secured to a chain over his shoulder, the spikes digging into his back at every throw. All this was witnessed by the Hopi children so that they could tell their people how the wicked soldiers had been punished for mistaking peaceful Hopis for marauding Navajos.

^1^ Village of the Hopi

Although, as much as I would extremely like this to be true, I personally am not quite certain the Spanish would actually do something like that?

Nevertheless, the history of the Natives, is filled with gruesome, sad things (page 253):

The hated mission at Oraibi is still referred to as the "slave church." The huge logs used as its roof beams had to be dragged by Hopis from the hills around Kísiwu, forty miles northeast, or from the San Francisco mountains, nearly a hundred miles south. Still today the Hopis point out the great ruts scraped into the soft sandstone of the mesa top by the ends of the heavy logs as they were dragged into place. Enforced labor not only built the church but supplied all the needs of the priests. Tradition recalls that one padre would not drink water from any of the springs around Oraibi; he demanded that a runner bring his water from White Sand Spring near Moencopi, fifty miles away. The pardes' illicit relations with young Hopi girls were common in all villages, and the punishment for Hopis sacrilege and insubordination added to the growing resentment. It is recorded that at Oraibi in 1655, when Friar Salvador de Guerra caught a Hopi in "an act of idolatry," he trashed the Hopi in the presence of the whole village till he was bathed in blood, and the poured over him burning turpentine.

Also: "a change in the ownership of the vast wilderness was indicated‒a change to be effected not by the sword and cross, but by the dollar, the greatest weapon for conquest and colonization ever known"

 

I am reading the meeting notes for the 1976th meeting of the UN General Assembly. And I found this funny/based part I wanted to share.

395. The question we have before us is China's place. The majority of us recognize that China is represented by the People's Republic of China. If the United States delegation wishes not to have the representative of Chiang Kai-shek expelled, it is very welcome to take him and seat him in the place of the American delegation

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