• seahorse [Ohio]@midwest.socialM
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    1 year ago

    When I was in high school there was an Israeli Culture Club after school and my friends and I joked about starting a Palestinian Culture Club and occupying whatever room they would use.

  • Tinidril@midwest.social
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    1 year ago

    Cowardly terrorists at war with cowardly terrorists. It would be hard for me to even give a shit, except that both sides will focus their attacks on civilians.

  • Epicurus0319@sopuli.xyz
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    1 year ago

    It has been [0] years since the last escalation of this frozen conflict.

    Basically, imagine there’s this very ancient and proud family that once came to own a really old and historic mansion estate that had been flipped and rebuilt countless times and seen many other owners come and go. They flip it and really, really love the new DIY house they themselves had built on it, and it comes to mean a lot to them over the next few generations. But then, one day a war happens, and their home is so severely damaged that the clan now has no choice but to strike out in separate directions and seek residence elsewhere. However, they later find that they are not welcome in their new home neighborhoods, and are often even chased out by angry mobs, or even murdered by them. Then one day, contempt and distrust of their particular clan gets so extreme that a very violent, evil and feared gang with a lot of pent-up hatred for the family takes control of most of the neighborhoods the members of this ancient clan now live in and starts brutally taking them out back and shooting them. When the thugs finally get busted and rounded up by authorities, said authorities let slip to a few of the surviving clan members that their original estate’s house still existed and had long since been repaired and nursed back to health, mistakenly telling them that it’s on the market once again. Desperate just to make ends meet and put their lives back together, the surviving family members immediately believe these rumors and scramble to their old house, eager to finally have their ancestors’ home back. But then they are in for a rude awakening when they find out that their ancestors’ house was not only not for sale, but that its new occupants had been living and making it there for a very, very long time in their absence. Feeling lied to and enraged, they go full psycho and seize control of the lawn and land around the house, threateningly surrounding it armed with clubs and torches and pitchforks and ready to try and forcibly get the new homeowners who rightfully bought and fixed their old house to leave through any means necessary. Meanwhile, everyone around them starts tearing each other new buttholes over what to do with the two now-warring clans.