Leftist Lenín Moreno Achieves Inconclusive Win In First Round Of Ecuador’s Presidential Election

Ecuador’s presidential elections will proceed to a one-on-one final round on 2 April after Lenín Moreno, leftist successor candidate to President Rafael Correa, fell agonizingly short of victory in the first-round on 19 February. From a field of eight candidates, Moreno won 39.33% of the vote, just below the 40 percent required for outright victory.

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The Microbus Diaries

“We sure know who did it. It was the invisible hands.”

Thus spoke the rider of my late night microbus, throwing his head forward over a swine neck. I was sitting at the very end of the vehicle, over the back wheels Cairenes usually try to avoid, the maverick drivers usually taking wild bursts with their imaginary Lamborghini, either out of action-movie enthusiasm or due to the effect of pain-killers, swinging the vehicle and jolting the asses of the poor passengers who had the ill fate to sit there. But I just loathe the idea of collecting and delivering the fare every now and then – the sacred duty of any passenger who rides anywhere but the very back seat.

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Why I’m Not Thrilled The TPP Has Been Trumped

New US President Trump signed an executive order demanding the US formally withdraw from the Trans-Pacific Partnership. Anti-TPPA campaigner Edward Miller tells us why his dreams haven’t quite come true…

On January 23, 2017, US President Donald Trump pulled the US out of the TPP.

That kills the agreement, which requires countries making up 85% of the total economic area (in effect the US and Japan) to ratify the agreement before it comes into force. As a trade union organizer working across the Asia-Pacific region, who has been very actively involved in the campaign to stop the TPP (to which I credit a small yet alarming exposed patch on the top of my head), I should be thrilled, right?

While I’m grateful to have a bit of time for my comrades and I to regroup and think about how we meaningfully oppose these deals, I’m concerned that what will follow will be even worse.

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Rallying For Refugee Rights In Dallas

On January 29, 2017, I went to Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport to photograph the #RallyForRefugees, which was held to call for the release of people detained by airport officials due to one of President Donald Trump’s most recent executive orders. Below are a number of photos taken at the protest:

A demonstrator holds a sign in support of lawyers and refugees.

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The Chocolate Conspiracy

Andrew Clarkson makes marijuana chocolates. And that’s not the most unusual thing about him.

Andrew used to be my roommate in Oakland, California. He was, without a doubt, the most eccentric roommate I’ve ever had. Besides his chocolate business, Rawsome, he has some very interesting ideas about society. I first encountered them shortly after moving into the apartment when Andrew asked me “What do you think about the shape of the world?” I said, well, I think it’s kinda fucked up, not doing so well right now. And Andrew said, “No, I mean, what do you think about the shape of the world?”

Andrew’s question raises an interesting inquiry: in an age of fake news going viral, when even the most established pillars of the media world can’t be trusted, how do we know what we know? How do we separate fact from fiction in cases where we can’t actually observe the truth for ourselves? Why shouldn’t we believe in Pizzagate when it seems very likely that our nation’s establishment media are lying to us about the Russians on behalf of Hillary Clinton?

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International Takes On A Trump Presidency

[Artwork by Iraqi cartoonist Ahmad Falah shows Trump with a red paintbrush; behind him, the White House has been painted blood red to reflect the violence of Trump’s statements, via Niqash.org]

Three weeks have passed since 62 million people voted for Donald J Trump. His 290 electoral votes guarantees he will be my president, barring a miracle.

Hate crimes have spiked during this period with many expecting “the situation to get worse in the future.”

My colleague here at IC, Andy Tenido, experienced the violent and racist atmosphere at a Trump primary event in Albequerque, where he was assaulted by Trump supporters and security while filming undocumented-rights protesters.

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Faced With Trump, Has Africa Learned From Obama?

At dawn on November 9, 2016, Africans woke up to news of a United States president-elect, and it was not Hillary Clinton. Many expected Clinton, largely because in preceding weeks and months they got their share of around-the-clock propaganda from a host of pundits who had kept the media under siege with axiomatic pronouncements abridged as: Trump can’t win. Also, there were, in Africa, prophecies by egotistical preachers who feigned hearing from God about a Clinton win when in reality, the god they had heard from was a TV set mainstreaming oracles from elites to the populace. In the end none other than Donald Trump was left to emerge as the victor in what is yet to remain a bewildering stunner administered to millions of Americans, feminism sympathizers, and world leaders who misguidedly fancied contemplations of Clinton’s coronation.

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Vote Clinton, You Fucks.

The views expressed in this piece are the author’s own. ImportantCool does not endorse any candidate for president of the United States, though it’s safe to say we all deeply detest Trump on a personal level.

It gives me no pleasure to defend Hillary Clinton.

Like many of us, over years, nay, decades, of excessive exposure, I have become allergic to her.

I hate her voice. I hate her smug face. I hate her weasel words and lies. I hate her ever shifting kaleidoscope of public positions. To repurpose a line from the fictional Tracy Jordan of 30 Rock, she’s “like a chameleon, always a lizard”.

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Correct; Politically

Clearly, 'something' has gone wrong.

Clearly ‘Something’ has gone mad

There has literally never been a better time to relentlessly insult whoever you please to as wide an audience as you please; it’s a veritable golden age, with one catch, they can probably hear you.

You know there was a time when a man could say whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted.

All he had to worry about then was who, if anyone (it was more than likely someone) would henceforth attempt to punish him for it. It’s possible someone would challenge him to a duel. Maybe a mob would casually set fire to him. Or perhaps the local constabulary would kidnap him, torture him to death, and sell his family into slavery. You know, the little things. Minor hiccups in an otherwise glorious age of freedom.

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