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The NYPD tried to start a hashtag outpouring of positive memories with their police force. 

If this were ever a bad idea, it was probably the worst idea for arguably the most corrupt police force in America. 

via Vice:

What the person running the Twitter account probably failed to realize is that most people’s interactions with the cops fall into a few categories:

1. You are talking to them to get help after you or someone you knew was robbed, beaten, murdered, or sexually assaulted.

2. You are getting arrested. 

3. You are getting beaten by the police.

In category 1, you are probably not going to be like, “Oh, let me take a selfie with you fine officers so I can remember this moment,” and the other two categories are not things that the NYPD would like people on social media talking about. Additionally, the people who use Twitter a lot (and who aren’t Sonic the Hedgehog roleplayers) are the type who love fucking with authority figures. In any case, #myNYPD quickly became a trending topic in the United States, largely because people were tweeting and retweeting horrific images of police brutality perpetrated by New York City cops.

In which the NYPD’s attempt at “public relations” backfires tremendously.

this had me dying of laughter

(via howlsmoving-asshole)

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If 1991 was the year punk broke, 1994 was the year it went for a little nap. While the originators of punk were losing interest, a legion of inferior second-wave grunge bands invaded the charts (hey there, Gavin Rossdale and Scott Weiland! Hiya, Collective Soul!). Just like virtually every counterculture movement, grunge was over as a creative force by the time it went mainstream. 

Don’t Believe the Nostalgia Machine: 1994 Was a Shitty Year for Music

"The consensus today seems to be that Green Day were fine until they started trying to be U2. They weren’t. They were never fine.”
Ouch.

shortformblog:

flavorpill:

If 1991 was the year punk broke, 1994 was the year it went for a little nap. While the originators of punk were losing interest, a legion of inferior second-wave grunge bands invaded the charts (hey there, Gavin Rossdale and Scott Weiland! Hiya, Collective Soul!). Just like virtually every counterculture movement, grunge was over as a creative force by the time it went mainstream. 

Don’t Believe the Nostalgia Machine: 1994 Was a Shitty Year for Music

"The consensus today seems to be that Green Day were fine until they started trying to be U2. They weren’t. They were never fine.”

Ouch.

  • Gaston: I only wished to save her
  • Maleficent: I only wished to be invited to the party
  • Scar: I only wished to improve relations between the races
  • Captain Hook: I only wished to teach the boy a responsibility-
  • Ursula: I only wished to give the people a voice
  • Captain Hook: -so he wouldn't end up like me
  • Cruella De Vil: I only wished to have a coat made out of puppies.
  • Jafar: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
  • Gaston: THAT'S HORRIBLE
  • Maleficent: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?