coal work

Class grown up au!!!
  • Okay so like grown up gang leading the next gen of mildly confused teenagers, because they can’t deal with the end of the world forever. 
  • Tanya working at Unit to clear up the ocrruption, but also sending the alien orphans to coal hill
  • Matteusz working as school councillor/ mentor for all the kids of the school. 
  • Super domesetic Marlie
  • Miss Quill sometimes forgetting Matteusz is technically staff now, and sometimes telling him off for being in the staff room. 
  • Matteusz being the best cook in the world and making dinner for crying kids tired of dealing with aliens. 
  • Three out of the six kids are from outer space
  • Charlie being the ultimate stay at home dad, who writes childrens books based on the nursery rhymes of Rhodia, and occasionally Quill nursery rhymes
  • Married Miss quill, whose lessons still don’t make sense but its rumoured that you can get out of detention if you compliment her wife- and the many pictures of her Quill has in her office. 
  • Tanya still being a genuine! Ray! of !sunshine! does her best to make unit clear up the mess. 
  • Leads her own unit squad, who are the least corrupt and problmatic unit squad ever depsite the fact shes the youngest person to ever be a commander in Unit, but probs the most qualified.
  • She may or may not have been adopted by martha 
  • April and Ram runnign a none for profit sports centre that helps disabled kids break the ‘glass ceiling of sport 
  • their defo not dating, most of the time
  • Ram running a charity and doing a degree like the smart Mf he is
  • April doing music and making a name for herself on the folk scene without her dad’s help.

@weareready :  My father is a civil engineer who has worked in coal his whole life.  Coal fed me, clothed me, and educated me. 

I get it. Coal jobs are great. A guy can get a job out of college running a piece of equipment in my dad’s mine making twice as much as my starting salary as a teacher.  

But in all my years of growing up watching the coal industry work, even yes even in the last 8 years with the increased regulation, when they cry out for support, people listen.  Their candidate got elected.  Their union can actually strike.  When they do strike, I don’t hear the same rhetoric as I do when teachers simply picket.

The rhetoric around coal miners is for the hard-working blue-collar working class.  When it’s teachers, they’re lazy, entitled liberals who only work half the year. 

Hairspray always makes me think.

Not the hair product, of course, but the musical. Specifically, the movie adaptation done in 2007, which is my favorite (don’t judge me). Especially the song “I know where I’ve been” because it reminds me of a huge problem with social justice culture in the modern era.

We’ve forgotten where we’ve come from.

My family is the definition of multi-generational. My Maternal Grandfather was born in 1909, my paternal grandfather in the 10’s, and both my grandmothers in the 20’s. My father was born in the 40’s, my mom in the 50’s, and my siblings were born in the sixties and seventies while I was born in the eighties. Until 2005 (when my grandfather died) we had a centuries worth of memories and experiences that have been freely shared. My grandfather served in WWII at 16 (illegally) after working in coal mines from age six to help support his dirty poor family, my grandmother was a single jewish mother in the 1940’s, my mom marched for civil rights in the sixties, my father married someone outside of his religion at a time when you just didn’t do that. And he remembers the terrible prejudice from Christian’s that came with that choice.

My grandparents remember the abject poverty that came during the great depression. My father remembers the terrible things that could happen to LGBT people in the military during vietnam. My Mother remembers bricks being thrown through her window in the middle of the night because she dared to tutor young black men so that they could go to college in a part of the country the fought hard to keep Jim Crow alive. My parents remembered Loving V. Virginia and the hard battle people had to fight just to be allowed to love each other.

My siblings remember Harvey Milk, they remember the AIDS crisis and the mistakes on both sides that led to so many deaths and so much fear. I remember Matthew Shepard. I remember how the best, most agreeable idea anyone could come up with to stop the terrible things happening to gays in the military was DADT. I lived to see it put in place and I lived to see it torn down.

In a little over century, a tiny blip in our planets existence, we saw incredible, unbelievable change. And it saw so many minds open up to the wider world.

And every day I see more and more mines shutting again.

So I watch this musical and it’s use of the words ‘negro’ and 'colored’ and 'Afro tastic’ and I watch them marching singing, I know where I’ve been, and I think about something my Dad used tell me. IT’s something I think about when one group or other talks about boycotts and microagressions, and all of those things.

See he remembers a time before TV. He talks fondly of the old shows he watched. But when this sort of topic comes up, there are a few shows he’s quick to recall. Particularly, he likes to talk about a show called Amos N Andy. Now, for those who don’t know, Amos N Andy started as a radio show done by two white men, and included all the terrible racial stereotypes you might expect from the era. But even back then, white actors in blackface didn’t exactly translate over well so they did something utterly remarkable for the time.

They hired black actors. Not just as maids, not just as bit parts (however good they were in those parts) but as main characters. Hell, most of the cast was black. That was….lets just say that was not common in 1951 when it aired. It went from 1951-53, then ran as reruns until 1966. It didn’t get shown to a national audience again until 2012 because of protest (including from the NAACP) except in bits and snatches in documentaries.

Now this show featured tons of racist stereotypes, it was not a good show nor one I would ever advocate being made today. But the sad thing about people that don’t want this show ever shown lies in the idea that by hiding this away, dismissing it for all the racism that you also do a terrible disservice to the actors and actresses who were some of the first to do what they did. Racist or not, this show was one of the first to have an almost entirely black cast and still show on a major TV station. And forgetting that…forgetting all racist characters simply because they offend our sensibilities now….erases all the strides that those actresses and actors made. It wasn’t pretty, it wasn’t appropriate, but those people who took those roles don’t deserve to be forgotten simply because that’s what the world they lived in would allow them.

And I think of shows like All in the Family that was, while significantly better in terms of bigotry than Amos N’ Andy, still not exactly friendly to our sensibilities today but was so important anyway. It challenged stereotypes and bigotry in it’s own way….there were so many shows that did… and when I see things torn down now for not being enough this, or being too much that, or not being PC enough it hurts my heart. People are so stuck in the now and in their impression of what was from a modern perspective that they’ve forgotten where they came from. I’ve watched shows, movies, books be called ground breaking one day and bigoted trash the next all depending on what way the mood is swinging and who can find something to be offended about. And I find it very sad. Because some of the most groundbreaking, opinion changing things were both refreshing and offensive at the same time. But people have forgotten than, and they’ve forgotten that the world is decidedly not black and white. Something I think some of the brightest leaders of the time recognized.

They’ve forgotten how groups of people who’d been abused, killed, degraded still took the hands of people that some now would say it was okay to hate because they didn’t believe the separation would bring them equality. Who fought so hard to love and marry a person of another skin color, ignored by some louder voices who think it’s some sort of betrayal.

They’ve forgotten the fear of AIDs, having not grown up (or around a person who had grown up) during the time where it wasn’t just a disease it was a death sentence. Where children with this disease were removed from schools. Where politics lead to death so numerous that a quilt bearing the names of the dead stretch 1.3 million square feet. It’s in knowing that many of those names are the only real tombstone that those lost ever got. They know the fear of being outed, but not the fear of being arrested. Most of them don’t know a world before Non-discrimination clauses, and legalized…well anything, frankly. They quibble over pronouns and who is worse off without realizing how many people that came before them fought just to exist so that they could argue over such things. I see people who’ve forgotten their history except for the parts that suit them.

They fight so hard to be different now that it almost spits in the face of the people who fought so hard just to be seen as a little less different.

And I wish more people who look back at where they’ve been and how far they’ve come. There’s still miles to go but there’s always going to be something to change and something fight for. But the steps we’ve taken so far should be something to pull us together, not tear us a part the way looking ahead has.



In coal country, thousands of miners have lost jobs. While there aren’t any easy solutions, in West Virginia, two farmers are doing what they can to keep wealth in their community and provide healthy food to more people.

In the parking lot of the Five Loaves and Two Fishes Food Bank in McDowell County, squash and basil are growing in 18 tall white towers without any dirt. It’s a farming method called hydroponics. The vegetables sprout from tiny holes as water and nutrients flood the roots.

Joel McKinney built this hydroponic garden because it produces a lot of food yet takes up just a little space.

He also gives away some of his produce to the food pantry, which is run by his parents. And along with a handful of other farmers, he has started a farmers market outside the food pantry. The goal is to raise the profile of local farming in the community and help small farmers make extra income.

With so many coal miners out of work now, the number in need of food has soared.

In Coal Country, Farmers Get Creative To Bridge The Fresh Produce Gap

Photos: Roxy Todd/West Virginia Public Broadcasting


Back when music videos meant something…

Devo - Working In A Coal Mine


stereotypes among the german states

Bavaria: They only drink beer and eat Bavarian veal sausage, Dirndl and Lederhosen, no one can understand their weird accent, yodelling, very wild and proud but also rather “not-so-smart” people, conservative

Hamburg: filthy rich, arrogant, cold, pretty hard to get to know them better because they don’t open up to just anyone, very beautiful women, Fischköpfe (fish heads), tolerant and open-minded

Hesse: they talk a lot, down-to-earth and boring, they drink Appelwoi

North Rhine-Westphalia: loud, sociable, straighforeard, they work in coal mines, weird accent, they absolutely love Fasching, crowded with people, cities everywhere

Berlin: rude af, terrible accent, gruff, working class people,  they have a dry sense of humour, are socialist, and hipsters

Saxony: they speak by far the worst german, they have a big ego and are squarrelsome, plain

Thuringia: hillbillies and tree huggers, sluggish and lazy, boring

Bremen: they’re bad at football but they still love it, sympathetic people who can laugh at themselves, nice humour, Werder Bremen sucks though

Saarland: narrow-minded, german but also french it’s really confusing???, they like eating and talking  (at the same time), smol and they once had a football match against Germany

Baden-Wuerttemberg: a young state, they hate their Bavarian neighbors, Spätzle, stingy but also hardworking and intelligent, yellow feet?

Brandenburg: they act like the people in Berlin but they fail at it, poor and lazy, not many foreigners but all the more neo-nazis, nice sausages, chav

Saxony-Anhalt: the void, it also looks like texas but in smol, silent

Lower Saxony: business-like and down-to-earth, they don’t like fun and fuss, conservative and stubborn

Rhineland-Palatinate: hoggish, very mysterious state no one knows shit about them wow

Mecklenburg-Hither Pomerania: laid-back, farms with horses and cows, they have the Baltic Sea

Schleswig-Holstein: proud and don’t talk much, they have the North Sea, direct neighbor of denmark and just as weird as them, they basically behave like Scandinavians

I did a โ€œcharacter sheetโ€ of my dirt son, aka aph Rhineland! For anyone unfamiliar with that region, itโ€™s a region in the west of Germany along the river Rhine and is mostly known for its heavy industry. Given that the German siblings all made way for Germany eventually, Ulrich/Rhineland wouldnโ€™t still be alive in modern times. The information given here mostly applies to him during the 1800s.

Elaboration on the personality traits listed under the cut!

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Talk about the significance of the paperback in Raylan’s desk.

Graham Yost: In The Friends of Eddie Coyle (by George V. Higgins), the first line is something like “Jackie Brown came in looking for guns,” and that’s where Quentin Tarantino got the name Jackie Brown to use in his movie, because he renamed Elmore’s [Rum Punch] character and renamed the movie. But that book was a real turning point in Elmore’s life. His agent had said, “You should take a look at this,” so Elmore read the first few pages in a bookstore and a light went off. He switched from Western fiction to crime fiction after reading the first five pages. He loved it.


Quite the pause there, no?  While I could regale you with all sorts of matters that have emerged for the better part of this year it may be better to instead allow the video to speak for itself.  …that is to say, allow me to speak for me.

Though I could have hummed a few bars more it would have no doubt led to demand for a full number.  Perhaps next time.

(I’d like to thank all of you for sending in the kind words over these months and personally apologize for the off the cuff, rough cut of this.  It was a bit of a last minute item seeing as there had been this lingering sentiment, this little old wish to hear the Riddler sing that settled in with the need to put something out.  I’m going to try to make the updates a little more steady from here on out!  A happy holiday season to each and every one of you out there.)

tbh i’ve always thought that gale doesn’t deserve all the hate that he receives. like, this kid has worked in coal mines his entire life and has had to feed and take care of an entire family. TWO families, actually, once katniss enters the games. he’s whipped and beaten and just goes through so much shit. and yet he’s also stuck by katniss through thick and thin.
i really love how the movies illustrated his extreme side, however. especially in mockingjay part 2. you really see how ruthless gale is, but at the same time sympathize with him and understand his anger when you remember that his entire home was destroyed and he saved like 900 people and he’s so young and fighting in a war
gale’s just a great character okay

I work in advertising. Here’s an excerpt from a brief we got recently. Maybe it will make more sense to you than it did to me.

Client: Volume gain and Sustenance of Aspirational value shall enhance the visibility and of the product with new features and colour addition.

My client works in the finance industry. Their company has a black and red logo.

Client: The problem is that we don’t like red. It’s associated with loss, which is bad in our field.

Me: Okay, understandable. Do you have another color in mind?

Client: We like blues and greens. They have a more positive connotation with our customers.

Me: Great! We can start working with those colors on the new collateral.

Client: No! You’re not listening, we don’t like those colors. Use gray instead.

January 2016. Fred Horton, who lives beside my aunt and uncle in Little Italy Camp in Red Jacket, West Virginia, recently retired from the coal mines after working underground for 35 years. He spent two dozen years as a mine foreman in charge of some 300 men. He didn’t know a single other black mine foreman in all his time in the mines & felt he had to work twice as hard to make it. When I asked him about the huge responsibility of being in charge of so many men in mines sometimes as deep as 16 miles, he said, “They think we’re not smart, being a coal miner. We don’t get the respect we deserve (coal miners). You really have to think on your feet and use your head.”