Calm the Hell

Calm the Hell

@calmthehell.bsky.social

It’s all insane and we’re pretending it’s fine. Cool.

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I think at this point, giving up on USA. If people cared, they would rise up, strike like in France, protest, do something. Because they do not, have to believe this is America and people are fine with it all. After all, there’s a rapist in the Whitehouse.

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Emily Feiner, a retired social worker and mother of two, posed no threat whatsoever. Ms. Feiner politely asked her congressman — Rep. Mike Lawler — what his red line was to finally, vocally oppose the lawless Trump regime. Lawler refused to answer the question. When Ms. Feiner called out for him…

Stephanie Kennedy@wordswithsteph.bsky.social

Sunday night’s town hall in Somers, New York was yet another horrifying example of the brutal suppression of free speech in America under Trump. Constituent Emily Feiner courageously stood up and quite courteously asked Republican Rep. Mike Lawler a simple question about upholding the…

You know who’s always screamin’ the loudest about AI art? The same people who never sketched a damn thing in their lives. They’re not in some darkroom developing film with chemicals up to their elbows. No, they’re snappin’ selfies with an iPhones.

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And now AI walks into the room, and what do we get? A bunch of people sittin’ on digital thrones built by Adobe, complaining that this new tool is “slop.” Like they carved their tweets into stone tablets using a chisel made from pure integrity.

You know who’s always screamin’ the loudest about AI art? The same people who never sketched a damn thing in their lives. They’re not in some darkroom developing film with chemicals up to their elbows. No, they’re snappin’ selfies with an iPhones.

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Then comes the camera. That’s when painters freaked the hell out. “It’s the death of painting!” No, genius, it’s the birth of photography. Suddenly, we got moody Frenchmen with mustaches taking blurry portraits and calling it art. And you know what? It was.

Then we hit the 20th century—Photoshop shows up, Wacom tablets, digital video editing—same panic. “This isn’t real! It’s too easy!” But nobody stopped using it. They just started charging more.

You know who’s always screamin’ the loudest about AI art? The same people who never sketched a damn thing in their lives. They’re not in some darkroom developing film with chemicals up to their elbows. No, they’re snappin’ selfies with an iPhones.

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Back in the day, artists used charcoal on cave walls. Nobody was yellin’ “This isn’t real art!” 'cause they were too busy not dying of saber-tooth attacks. Then someone gets the idea to grind up some minerals, make paint—“Oh no! Pigments?! That’s cheating!”

Fast forward to the Renaissance. Da Vinci starts using lenses and a camera obscura to trace stuff. Did people scream? Yeah, probably. “You’re not supposed to cheat with optics, Leonardo!” Meanwhile, he’s inventing helicopters and painting the Mona Lisa, so maybe let the man trace a little.

You know who’s always screamin’ the loudest about AI art? The same people who never sketched a damn thing in their lives. They’re not in some darkroom developing film with chemicals up to their elbows. No, they’re snappin’ selfies with an iPhones.

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You don’t see real artists panicking. You see gatekeepers, trend-chasers, and terminally online folks found a new thing to hate that doesn’t require any real risk or insight. They’re not protecting art—they’re just mad the playground got bigger and now everyone’s allowed to bring their own crayons.

Alright, lemme tell you somethin' about the history of art tools, folks. Every time a new one shows up, the self-appointed gatekeepers clutch their pearls like the Sistine Chapel’s about to catch fire.

You know who’s always screamin’ the loudest about AI art? The same people who never sketched a damn thing in their lives. They’re not in some darkroom developing film with chemicals up to their elbows. No, they’re snappin’ selfies with an iPhones.

These folks aren’t mixing paints or chiseling marble—they’re draggin’ and droppin’ in Canva while yelling “AI is killing creativity!” Gimme a break. If you didn’t boycott Photoshop, you don’t get to whine now. You’re not defending art—you’re defending your comfort zone.

I’m a disabled vet with PTSD, barely making it through daily life—crushing prices, a broken VA, and constant stress. I don’t need the added burden of a psychopathic president making every day worse. Leadership should lighten the load, not traumatize us further.

The film 2073 shows capitalism's endgame: a poisoned planet, ruined cities, and democracy discarded for automated tyranny. The masses, alienated and pacified by screens, drift through wreckage. This isn't fiction—it's the logical result of treating nature and people as disposable. #2073

If you’re still on Twitter, you’re not just scrolling — you’re serving. I don’t care who you are. You’re feeding a machine built to control thought, silence dissent, and crush democracy. Elon Musk didn’t buy Twitter to connect people. He bought it to own the narrative — and to own you.