High-rises in Pecherskyi and Dnipro districts took direct hits; Sviatoshyn was struck again this morning, and a drone slammed into an apartment in Rusanivka. Major energy sites—CHP-5 and CHP-6—were hit, triggering power cuts, water outages, and public transport delays.👇

Beyond Kyiv, Odesa’s energy and port infrastructure caught fire, injuring six people, including two children. Missile debris damaged homes and facilities in Bila Tserkva and Brovary, while attacks continued across Sumy and Kharkiv regions. 👇

Tonight, spare a thought for the rescuers and medics working through the smoke—and for the families waiting for a message that simply says, “I’m okay.”

so if you fucking ~☆feel☆~ like you're getting bombed every day why not leave that shitty place & come get bombed here every day for a couple weeks

nothing beats a jet2 holiday...

if you've never sent these texts then like hell you feel like you're being bombed every day go fuck yourself

(this is from a similar attack on dnipro in sept)

you send texts like this every day bc you feel like you're getting bombed? jesus fucking christ

I hope that any parents of disabled children out there reading this will see that this pattern exists in your community and take great care not to fall into these traps. In the end the only person who can truly speak about life with disability is *a disabled person*.

These are folks who talk over any disabled person they encounter to demonstrate their knowledge of lived disabled experiences. They speak for their children and diminish that child’s existence by inflating their own egos. They brag about their advocacy for the community while they do so so much harm

May her memory be for a revolution. May it deepen our commitments. May her example sharpen our politics. May her life remind us that disability justice is a practice of transforming the world through collective care, accountability, creativity, defiance and imagination.

Alice Wong’s legacy is the political horizon she helped articulate. A horizon where disabled knowledge is central, and care is a shared commitment. She taught us to name grief & rage without collapsing under them, to celebrate disabled brilliance without ignoring the material conditions shaping life

“Don’t let the bastards grind you down. I love you all.”

it's back((