looking into midwifery
i think pregnant people are really cool and working for them and assisting them during their pregnancy would be a privilege and i’ve thought about it, so, here we are
looking into midwifery
i think pregnant people are really cool and working for them and assisting them during their pregnancy would be a privilege and i’ve thought about it, so, here we are
The moment you’ve all been waiting for is here! After months (days) of eager anticipation (quiet indifference), ThinkProgress is pleased to award our inaugural Golden Thinkrs to 10 tumblrs that have made us laugh, cry, think, sing, skip and—in one particular moment of weakness—drink heavily.
There are too many unique and worthy voices on Tumblr to cram into one award ceremony, so instead we relied on a complicated, mathematical formula to whittle down our list to what you see here. We did not—repeat, DID NOT—throw darts at a board and choose the first 10 we hit.

They are:
Mother Jones for pioneering progressive news and commentary on tumblr.
STFU Conservatives for helping us laugh at that thing Donald Trump said the other day.
Short Form Blog for making sure awesome stories don’t slip through the cracks.
Officials Say/ProPublica for reminding us that our elected representatives say the darndest things.
In Other News for adding a bit of culture into our otherwise political-obsessed days.
Cognitive Dissonance for liveblogging the entire GOP primaries.
Who Needs Feminism? for crowdsourcing perspectives on what feminism means to both men and women.
Apsies for a healthy mix of culture and politics (and for her successful campaign to get Barack Obama to follow her on Tumblr!)
Climate Adaptation for the coolest (and most upsetting) climate and environmental news on tumblr.
Mohandas Gandhi: for not letting us forget about international conflicts currently taking place a world away.
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I appreciate the offer but I really have no interest in hanging out with George Clooney, Sarah Jessica Parker, or for the most part any other wealthy mainstream clueless white celebrity honestly - not in this context. I love you both but can’t we hang out with people who are more interesting, who have lived knowledge about the lives of working class POC, or dare I say even queer POC, or who have contributed something to society besides Hollywood movies (aka upholding standard gender roles, heteronormativity, racism and bigotry, ableism, etc) the White Savior Complex, and/or celebrity status. I’m not saying disassociate yourself from Hollywood celebrities or entertainers, they give you money I understand, but perhaps not herald them at the most influential/role models/amazing people. What about the teachers who educate, the activists who fight for “less talked about” communities (you know the non-white and/or straight and/or rich ones), the social workers, the health care professionals, the union workers, the artists whose work is more inclusive, and the list goes on. Let’s take the focus off Hollywood for once, you two have the power and influence to help get more voices heard.
Thanks,
Micole
The hardest part of quitting smoking right now is breaking the idea that a cigarette is my reward for making it to my break without cutting a customers head off. It’s also breaking the pleasant association I have with my pipe, cigars, and a hookah, even if I haven’t used those as often anymore. This gum is doing good to help me with nicotine cravings, but it’s the good parts of smoking that I miss. I have to remember that this is a $280 dollar a month habit between Cait and I. I have to remember that my Grandmother who smoked for 50 years is currently battling like 4 different cancers and although I really, really dislike her I don’t want to end up there. I need to look at the one nail where the polish peeled off in a sheet and see that it’s not stained as yellow as it was even 3 days ago.
Jesus was best friends with a prostitute.
A prostitute that, as far as I remember from bible school and my reading, did not magically stop being a prostitute just because she met Jesus.
So for all intent and purposes, I don’t think Jesus kept asking what the fuck Mary Magdeline was doing.
Instead he was asking wtf the men were doing, and the people throwing stones at her.
Look at your hand, checkmateprochoicers, you got a rock in it.
/p.s: re the bad language, ummm Jesus committed blasphemy by doing activity on a sabbath sooooooooooooooooooo.
from statements like “i vote conservative because of my fiscal beliefs even though i’m socially liberal”
you are LITERALLY saying your own damn wallet matters significantly more to you than the livelihood (and lives, in many cases) of PoC, LGBTQIA folk, cis-women and everyone else who needs and deserves access to basic reproductive health services, non-European immigrants, Muslims and people who “look” Muslim, the unemployed poor AND the working poor (hey didya know many of the people at and below the poverty line hold jobs, often 2 or 3?), etc…
people who do not have the freedom to vote “with their wallets” instead of with their identities, people who are increasingly losing the “guaranteed” right to vote AT ALL (hint: that’s GOP strategy, not a coincidence)
and if you think capitalism, especially unregulated capitalism, doesn’t DIRECTLY FUEL the perennial subjugation, genocide, rape, and brutalization of the “special identities” whose lives are worth less to you than your own wallet…
then i guess i don’t need to try any harder to prove my point about privilege, do i?

You do realize that ageism is not ‘you are probably a young person because you have no concept of how the world works and it seems as if you’ve spent the large majority of your life in your room watching VH1’, right?
Like, ageism is a very real and serious thing wherein the very young or very old are forced in live in unbearable conditions because the restrictions of their age make it difficult to object.
…not believing that a lack of knowledge or experience stems from having been recently weaned.
Can we please stop belittling ageism? It ain’t cute.
So I found this cheese while I was shopping. I had no idea which kind it was (still don’t) but it’s delicious. Tasty cheese, indeed.
It’s like when you’re waiting for that one person to call or text and then EVERYONE AND THEIR MOM decides to call and text you so you’re having all these mini heart attacks over nothing and sitting on pins and needles.
Except this is my email. So I’m sitting here at work trying to concentrate on mail merging but I have one eye on my inbox tab and every time it goes up one I hurry over to it and it’s like GOSH, DSW, I DON’T WANT YOUR SHOES!
AHHHHHH!