have we gained

At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare
—  Caitlin Moran
Long distance relationships are hard.

Really hard.

And no one else quite understands.

There are more reasons to fight, to cry, to break up.

But distance also gives us a reason to love harder than any other couple should.

To fight harder, because in the end, we have something gain.

We have miles to fight through, and closeness to fight for.

We put our entire beings into these relationships, and although we may not hold hands as often, or hugs as often, or touch lips often, we will never take those things granted.

Each touch is special, each kiss cherished.

We may be separated by space and time, but the bond between couples who push through the hardest of time is the strongest.

There may be miles between, but there is no one closer.

anonymous asked:

Why should we want to give people free college tuition and free this, and free that? That does nothing but make those who actually earn a college education less competitive in the job market because it'll become oversaturated with people who don't deserve degrees, having them. At the end of the day, there need to be people flipping burgers & tending to the garbage -- and no, they shouldn't make $15 an hour either.

Let me get this straight, we should not insure that we have an educated workforce because you are afraid of competition. Also, we need people to flip burgers and pick up garbage, but we should not pay them enough to live. 

There is one thing you are right about, minimum wage workers should not be making $15 an hour, they should be making more. We have made huge gains in productivity in this country on the backs of middle class and lower class workers. These gains in productivity means that a current minimum wage worker has to be doing more fiscally productive work throughout their shift than they had to 45+ years ago.

So why is it, that when adjusted for inflation, we are paying minimum wage workers less than their counterparts 45+ years ago made. They are doing more work and creating more in profits then their past counterparts, why do they deserve less? 

If the minimum wage had just kept pace with inflation since 1968 we would have a minimum wage of $10.90 right now.

If the minimum wage had kept place with productivity since 1968 we would have a minimum wage of $21.72

These facts lead me to some interesting questions you might want to consider. 

If the wealthy have been taking almost $14 per hour of work from each minimum wage worker, how much do you think they take from you?

If the minimum wage was $21.72 an hour, how much more do you think you would be compensated now if your boss knew you could go get a job flipping burgers for over $45,000 a year?

See when you argue that others people’s wages should be kept below a living wage, or below productivity increases all you are doing is arguing for a lower wage for yourself. 

Those minimum wage jobs act as competition for workers time. If they are paying enough to lure away good prospects from other jobs, the compensation for those other jobs must be raised if other companies want to retain the talent they have or to acquire new talent.  

As a consumer, options are good for you. The more options you have for work, the higher your wages are going to be. The more options you have in product choice, the lower you will pay for a good. 

These are simple economic truths. 

But if you want to still argue that all of our wages should be kept down because minimum wage workers don’t “deserve” $15 an hour, by all means, go ahead.

- @theliberaltony

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BoA: All the Pledis trainees have joined the final evaluation stage. What mentality will you have as you face the last evaluation?

Jonghyun: We considered a lot before we decided to appear on Produce 101. Now that we appeared on this show, we really do not regret it. We are extremely thankful for the support that we have gained, and we hope that we can show our best at each of our respective positions.  

an anon requested rize and kaneki getting along in an au and i am weak (so weak) for florist/tattoo artist au’s

anonymous asked:

Do you think fast food workers should be paid the same as EMTs?? Because here in California EMTs make $15/hr. EMTs are the people who ride in the ambulance to go save people's life's.

So, what you are telling me is that you think that if fast food workers get paid $15 an hour that everyone else’s wages would stay the same.

This line of thinking requires a lack of understanding of economics. That just isn’t how it works. If an EMT can quit and make the same money “flipping burgers” most of those EMT’s would leave their much more stressful jobs and go work for a fast food company. 

But EMT’s are still needed, Hospitals would lose massive revenues if there is no one to treat people on the way to the hospital. If the patient dies on the way to the hospital, they will have a hard time billing for treatments, since they cannot give any. As the number of EMT’s drops, it would become necessary for companies to pay EMT’s more so that they could attract and/or keep EMT’s. In turn, the wages for EMT’s would rise.

I have answered an ask similar to this in the past, so I am just going to quote myself:

“We have made huge gains in productivity in this country on the backs of middle class and lower class workers. These gains in productivity mean that a current minimum wage worker has to be doing more fiscally productive work throughout their shift than they had to 45+ years ago.

So why is it, that when adjusted for inflation, we are paying minimum wage workers less than their counterparts 45+ years ago made. They are doing more work and creating more in profits than their past counterparts, why do they deserve less?

If the minimum wage had just kept pace with inflation since 1968 we would have a minimum wage of $10.90 right now.

If the minimum wage had kept place with productivity since 1968 we would have a minimum wage of $21.72

These facts lead me to some interesting questions you might want to consider.

If the wealthy have been taking almost $14 per hour of work from each minimum wage worker, how much do you think they take from you?

If the minimum wage was $21.72 an hour, how much more do you think you would be compensated now if your boss knew you could go get a job flipping burgers for over $45,000 a year?

See when you argue that others people’s wages should be kept below a living wage, or below productivity increases, all you are doing is arguing for a lower wage for yourself.

Those minimum wage jobs act as competition for workers time. If they are paying enough to lure away good prospects from other jobs, the compensation for those other jobs must be raised if other companies want to retain the talent they have or to acquire new talent.  

As a consumer, options are good for you. The more options you have for work, the higher your wages are going to be. The more options you have in product choice, the lower you will pay for a good.

These are simple economic truths.

But if you want to still argue that all of our wages should be kept down because minimum wage workers don’t “deserve” $15 an hour, by all means, go ahead.”

- @theliberaltony

okay let’s make this clear: elizabeth swann didn’t do shit for will in potc3. first, she was there to save jack and then she was there to avenge her father’s death. will wasn’t her motivation, she didn’t become pirate king to save him, she didn’t trade jack with will thinking of some past offence done to will. she was there to fight a war against the man WHO KILLED HER OWN FATHER. she was there to fight for freedom and for piracy. those are things that literally happened. saying that all elizabeth ever wanted was to be with will is just plain ridiculous seeing how they spent the entirety of potc3 with other priorities and hiding shit from each other. and that trend didn’t even start in awe, mind you.

hell if you want to bring dmc into this, let’s have it. the entirety of that movie is ABOUT their desires and being a good man vs a pirate. that movie represents a huge step for elizabeth in terms of character development and she spent the majority of the time away from will.

so what are we left with? cotbp? sure, elizabeth started it out looking for will, trying to save will, but as her character development progressed, she found out she was a pirate, then a pirate lord and finally a pirate king and all those titles happened FAR AWAY from will.

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Go out each day with the intent to improve someone else’s.
Raise those around you up.
Build others confidence.
And make people smile.
Because we have everything to gain by building people up around us. And in turn positivity spreads.

But we cannot fathom what might be lost by the tearing down of people. And not helping them back up if they have been.

2 years ago I made the choice to spread what little joy I could, as far as I could.
It’s silly, nonsensical. But all the hours of effort…
Worth it if I improved your day.
Worth it if I helped you brighten someone elses.
Worth it if I just was a smirk to you on your endless feed.

So I urge you all for the smallest of things.

Go out each day with the intent to make someone’s day better, and watch it change your life.

I can’t stop thinking about ‘it’s quite surreal’, and 'amazing, yeah. This is incredible, isn’t it?’ Because that’s how Sam and Anthony were last year. And they lost it so fast because people are awful.

With Theo and Samuel we have two young men, at the start of their career, and I just think that as a fandom we should be respectful of them and not invasive or over-excitable or rude or any of the other countless things we could do to them.

They’re human beings, doing a job that should probably be the most amazing, fun job in the world. And it looks like they’re going to be spectacular at it. But can we remember that they are just that? Human beings doing a job. They’re not toys. They’re not play things. They’re not characters. They’re not for us to speculate over or ship. They’re people with lives and families and friendships.

So can we please be kind to them and show them we care about them and value them, and not drive them away and make them jaded? Let them have this amazing experience without us ruining it for them.

They’re so young. And they deserve to enjoy themselves and keep the wonder we saw in the video today. Is that so much to ask? Can people please be nice?

I didn’t see this process play out from the beginning last time, but I know it’s coming this time and it’s horrible. It’s beginning already, and I hate everything about it.

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From Amy, With Love (pt. 8)

(I know you all hate seeing Host like this. Believe me I do, too, but bear with me a bit longer…)

Amy awakes with a crick in her neck. She’s fallen asleep in a chair in Mark’s hospital room, and during the night, someone placed a blanket over her. Amy suspects it was most likely the Doctor. She rubs the sleep form her eyes and looks around. Mark is still asleep. He’s been resting on and off since he woke up, but the Doctor refuses to let him leave until they’ve gotten his memories back. Now that Host has determined he cannot reverse what Dark has done, she doubts Mark will ever be the same.

Amy gently brushes Mark’s hair from his eyes, that ridiculous floof was always falling down in his face. He looks like a child when sleeping, helpless and innocent, and it breaks her heart to think that he may never look at her the same way again. Amy swallows hard and steps out, running to Wilford’s room to check on him.

She barely gets inside the door when Dr. Iplier hears her scream from his office. He rushes to find her on the floor of Wilford’s room. “He’s gone!” The Doctor looks at the bed to find the restraints cut and Wilford’s dagger cast to the side.

 

The other Egos are gathered in the Board Room. Google and Green have returned from repairing Oliver who is resting upstairs, but it is the Host who stands in Dark’s place at the head of the table. “Fellow Egos,” Host speaks gently, “I am in the awkward position of having to inform you that our friend Wilford Warfstache may be permanently disabled. You see, his psyche, never very stable to begin with, has been marred by the memories of Amy that Dark has taken from Mark. It seems, unfortunately, that Wilford will no longer be able to help us in achieving our… goal.”

“You refer to our primary objective,” Google states. “Is that objective still relevant at this time? Surely we have gained Mark and Amy’s attention. They will help us to remain functional. Amy would not allow us to fade.”

Host smiles at the droid and shakes his head. “No, I’m afraid that Mark will come to resent all of us for what Darkiplier has done to him, and Amy no longer has any control over Mark or his channel because of Mark’s… amnesia.”

Ed slams his fist down on the table. “Then, who will be in charge? Dark and Wilford were always our leaders before. They kept each other in line, so what’ll we do now?”

“I believe,” Host croons, “that I should take their place. I am, of course, the most powerful Ego remaining. I can provide for you all as needed.”

A shiver runs down Bim’s spine. Something isn’t right here. The Host is behaving like… well, like Dark, and after what Bim saw in the basement… “No, Host. I don’t think that’s the best idea,” Bim speaks up.

The Host’s face falls into an angry snarl, but before he can speak, Google adds, “Besides, I believe that I could be some use in leading the remaining Egos. I have a certain level of objectivity that I believe you do not possess, Host.”

“Yeah,” Silver jumps in, “Who died and made Host the leader?”

“No one here is a king, Host,” Bim says softly. “Well, except King of the Squirrels…” King smiles happily from his spot on the floor and goes back to applying his peanut butter beard to his face—oblivious to everything going on around him.

Host straightens his trench coat and rolls his neck. “I don’t believe you understand. I’m the most powerful Ego, and I deserve this position. And Google is limited by his programming.”

The Host leans his hands against the table. “You see, cooperation is key. Working together and believing in one another… that’s essential. That’s the thing you need to learn about this agreement we have.” Host straightens up, Dark’s gray aura swirling in his mind. That’s it. Why just be a Host, watching life go by and narrating? Grab the reigns again. Write your own destiny. Be the Author.

“So,” Host continues, “what we are going to do is we are going to stay here in this room for however long it takes for you to learn to cooperate!” The gray aura extends from the Host and swirls around the others. The Egos try to resist, but Host’s words dull their senses. Dark feels them giving in. “Ok? Alright.”

“Watch it, Hosty. That’s exactly how you lost your eyes,” Wilford hits Host over the head with a bat. Host slumps onto the floor with a sickening thud, and Dark’s aura disappears from the room. “Sorry about that, old friend.” Wilford grips the bat, fighting the urge to keep going. He can barely control himself anymore, but he sensed Dark’s aura on the Host when he’d spoken to Amy in his hospital room.

And he wasn’t going to let Dark control his friend. Not again. Not after what happened last time.

The other Egos blink away the remaining aura, and Wilford crouches down beside the Host, checking his pulse. Google jumps to his feet. “Wilford? The Host…” Google’s synthetic voice cracks in pain. Oliver isn’t around to manage his emotions.

“He didn’t know… He didn’t know what he was doing. Host would’ve never let this happen again. This was Dark, all Dark.” Wilford looks up at Google with fire blazing in his eyes, and Google has never seen the Ego so enraged. “I’m going to kill him for this.”

(Most of the Host’s *the Author’s* dialogue from this part comes from Cyndago’s video with Mark “Danger in Fiction; Chapter Two.”)

[TRANSLATION] 170530 pledis_17′s Twitter Update

[17’S] 캐럿들이 만들어 주신 값진 상이 하나 더 늘었네요. 매번 주시는 사랑에 더 열심히 좋은 무대 만들어서 보답 하겠습니다. 감사합니다!!!! 사랑해요 캐럿들!!! #세븐틴 #울고_싶지_않아 #1위_고마워요

[17’S] We have gained another valuable award that CARATs have made for us. We will repay the love that you give us every time by diligently making better stages. Thank you!!!! We love you CARATs!!! #Seventeen #Don’t_Wanna_Cry #ThankYouFor_1stPlace

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The Future of Voltron: Legendary Defender

I have been re-watching Voltron a lot lately and I’ve noticed a good bunch of small dialogues and quickly passed scenes that might connect into a bigger plotline in the upcoming seasons. 

There is going to be spoilers for the two seasons that are currently available on Netflix, so if you aren’t caught up yet you shouldn’t continue reading. 

First up I’d like to quickly talk about Voltron and foreshadowing. The show has already within the first two seasons foreshadowed major events happening later in the show. Examples of this include Keith’s and Zarkon’s battle in the final episode of season 1 where Zarkon says: “You fight like a Galra soldier.” 
And as we know Galra!Keith was confirmed in the second season. 

Another character known for foreshadowing major events is Coran. In the first season episode 5 ‘Tears of the Balmera’ this conversation happens between Coran and Hunk: 

Hunk: “So this crystal is basically the hardest thing in the universe to get?”
Coran: “I don’t know about the hardest, there is the scaultrite found only in the stomaches of the giant weblums.”

And what happens in season 2? Keith and Hunk have an entire episode dedicated to them obtaining the scaultrite from the weblums. 

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Don’t RB: To My Followers, On An Anniversary

Today is the anniversary of the Pulse shooting, and I know a lot of you are going to spend the day scrolling through your dashes, reminded of it over and over, and some of you will get caught up in the idea that you will never be safe, that someone will always want you dead for who you are, and the oppressing weight of that will sit on you like a boulder.

Remembering the dead, and what they died for, is important and essential.

But as your Old Grumpy Lesbian, I am here to tell you some other things, that I want you to keep in mind, before you spend too much time dwelling in this fear. The world is a better place to be and of the acronym than it was ten years ago. Many of you are young enough you don’t really remember that. There’s no fault in that.

Ten years ago I was twenty years old, and I had no hope of ever being married. A state I never desired to live in might pass it, one day, but the country? Unthinkable. Impossible. The idea of walking down the aisle to be legally married in the place that I have always called my heart and my home was unthinkable.

Anyway, I’ve been legally married under the laws of the state of Montana for three years.

Ten years ago, gay characters were to the side, when they were allowed to exist at all, outside of subtext, intertwined fingers and declarations of enduring friendship, that left so many of us feeling ashamed. Why could we not just be friends with girls we loved? Why did it we have to make it that way? Ten years ago, the first positive depiction of lesbian couple on TV ended with a gunshot, and though the universe made copious and annoying use of resurrection, strangely it never came to Tara. One of three characters only.

Now there are lesbians on children’s TV, kissing softly under one another’s hair. 2 gay men are part of the main cast of a boring sitcom that appeals to mass America. An out lesbian is the face of the Game of the Year. The bar for representation is growing ever higher, and some of the discourse that crosses my dash makes me chuckle, for all the dreams we never even though to have, ten years ago.

Ten years ago, hate crimes weren’t even called that, half the time, they were mostly called ‘an incident’ and everyone swept them under the rug. Ten years ago, I could not have told you what my risk was, of being hurt. Who reported it? Who studied it? Who could ever know.

Now long studies are published on such matters, the reports calling things as they are, for once putting a name to what we always knew was true. Enough studies have been done that I can tell my DFAB followers the truth: Your risk of violence for your identity is nearly nil. I know the reporting is irresponsible, I know the New York Times puts things in your face like “LGBT people most likely group to endure hate crimes” without mentioning to you that hate crimes have fallen overall in the last ten years, even with more consistent reporting. I know if it bleeds, it leads, and there is no profit in telling you that there is ever more rapid acceptance of you, that you are unlikely to ever be hurt for what you are, that this last gasp of fear and hatred will not dominate anyone.

Ten years ago, Pride was a protest, and now it’s a party, and everyone wants to come.

There’s a tendency, I think, on here, to believe that if we are not suffering, we are not enough of our identity. If we cannot point to our own oppression, how can we truly have the experience? There’s no points in being happy, is there, Doc?

There are all the points in being happy. To be happy, to be content, and to be a member of the community—that’s fighting back against fear. I wake up every morning in my bed in my impossible marriage next to my impossible wife, and play my impossible video game with its impossible lead, and go to my impossible job where I outed myself at my interview, because I wanted to live honestly. All of these things are true. My miseries are human miseries, my babies, and I live a normal, happy, domestic life.

I will not tell you that everything will be easy, and looking ten years from now, I’m sure the world will be yet different. But I am here to tell you: Don’t be afraid. Fight. Laugh. Live your life. Remember what we have lost, but also remember what we have gained, and don’t let despair keep you from being the rainbow that we are all meant to be. We throw glitter on sorrow, and make it our own.

We have a thing we say, when someone dies, in Judaism: May their memory be a blessing, and I believe in that. 

Don’t let their memories trap you. Let them bless you. Let them free you.

I believe in you, and I believe in the world, and I believe in what you can do for it. 

TAG a woman who inspires you to live this kind of life!

When we walk into people’s lives, may they remember us not for how talented or gifted we were in our careers, or how pretty we always looked, or what we achieved, but how we loved. May we be known for saying “I forgive you” and the way we showed grace even when we weren’t expected to. May we be known for finding joy and hope in the Lord in the most difficult situations.

Accomplishing great things on this earth with our careers, our dreams and our passions is one thing, but changing someone’s life with the way we loved them has an impact like none other. Using our talents and skills to do great things is really good, but taking the time to show grace when everyone else is tired of dealing with that person and taking time to love on the overlooked and the outcasts…these are the kinds of things that can have an eternal impact on someone’s life. There’s nothing being wrong with being celebrated for our good works, but we don’t love others, we have gained nothing.

If I gave everything I have to the poor and even sacrificed my body, I could boast about it; but if I didn’t love others, I would have gained nothing. - 1 Corinthians 13:3

Be this kind of woman. Let this be how you are known. And not just for the sake of being known, but because this is kind of life that shows people Jesus. This is the kind of life that encourages people to give this whole Jesus thing another try. This is kind of living that helps people see that church people aren’t elitist know-it-alls who have it all together but they are broken, hurting people in need of a Savior just like them.

Live this kind of life! It will make a difference in you and it will make a difference in them. And most importantly, it is a reflection of our Savior, who made the sacrifice to love us when we did not deserve it.



And with every breath You give to breathe
I pray it’s glory that they see,
and of all the words this world could say,
may they say I was full of grace.’
- Song: Prayer for Grace
by Morgan Harper Nichols
feat. All Sons & Daughters

Written by @morganhnichols for #TheDevoCo

It is only when engaged in conceptual thought that we get caught up an imaginary dilemmas and problems. We think we need to be different than what we already are. This is why it is so liberating to shift attention from conceptual thinking to simply being here as nothing. Yet, the relief and freedom that is felt is usually short lived. The mind often reclaims its position with the thought ‘oh yes I got it I am finally awake’ and we fall back into the dilemma of thinking we have something to gain, something to hold on to, something to lose. The great open secret in all of this is that everything; the relief of being nothing, the thoughts of gain, the fear of loss, are all without substance or separation. They’re all the one unavoidable and unattainable suchness. This unbound presence of what is here and now is the one thing that cannot be doubted, everything else is a mere belief or interpretation. When we’re open to this present aliveness there is a sense of wonder and beauty in even the most ordinary things.   

Joan Tolifson