highly educated

Just the Nurse

“It’s just the nurse”
A statement I’ve heard more times than I can recall.
A statement I vacillate between being utterly pissed off at; given some people take for granted what we do, take for granted how consistently we are the ones by their side and not seen - and a statement I’m also sometimes not offended at, pausing as I consider how perhaps we’re simply seen as a circle of trust.

Just the nurse who caught the baby’s heart murmur

Just the nurse who listened when everyone else walked out the door

Just the nurse who carefully cleaned parts of you when others shouted what’s that horrible smell in that room.

Just the nurse who had to call your annoyed provider 5 times just for them to come talk to you and answer your questions

Just the nurse who threw their back out from years and years of physical exertion with turning and positioning.

Just the nurse who contributes daily to interdisciplinary rounds, to discussions surrounding your care for the day

Just the nurse who advocates for quality of life discussions

Just the nurse who helped the baby docs when they were med students, when they were residents, when they were scared.

Just the nurse who continues to advocate and work collaboratively with your doctor so you get the kind of care our system so ardently resists.

Just the nurse who teaches the new mama how to hold, nurse and bathe their baby

Just the nurse who cared for you over and over, day after day, admission after admission for 12 hour shifts and made you their world

Just the nurse who fights hard for safe staffing ratios so you get the quality of care you deserve.

Just the nurse who stands their ground and tosses out anyone who interferes with your healing or recovery time.

Just the nurse who prayed for you when science no longer had any answers

Just the nurse who cares for you as you take your last breath

Just the nurse who comforts your family when they have nowhere to go with their grief.

Just the nurse who gently wraps you in a shroud and pauses quietly to keep you in their own memory and heart

Just the nurse who doesn’t demand you respect us, rather quietly asks that you don’t insult our presence.

Just the nurse, the highly educated bachelors, masters, and doctorate level prepared, certified nurses who worked hard to attain the scientific and evidence practice based knowledge that will help save your life.

Just the nurse who isn’t perfect, but works every day to learn more and perfect their care.

Just the nurse who goes home and cries for you.

Every other day, Every other week may in everyone’s eyes be about every other provider, but let today, let this week not be an insult; let it just simply be about the nurse.

Happy National Nurses Day,
Happy National Nurses week -
To “just” the nurses.

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Alright this is really stupid. 

In the original series, Ryuk is a Shinigami who’s bored. He’s in the human world cuz he has nothing better to do. he’s not so much evil as a chaotic neutral. He wanted to see what a human would do with a notebook that kills people. 

He could kill people if he chose to, but it’s not like he was being malicious. It’s his job, he’s a Shinigami. 

He’s a monster, but the real monster is the human. 

Light Yagami. 

The fact that Ryuk was frightening in appearance was something of a fakeout, because he’s an observer, not the main evil or anything. 

NOT some mean-spirited babadook-type demon that’s whispering into the human ear, always trying to convince people to do evil. 

He SOUNDS like the green goblin, actually, which is just really stupid. 

Because it makes him sound like he’s the one pressuring Light to turn to the dark side, or some shit. 

I really don’t like this story change.

It just undermines the fact that Light was the true evil.

He was never pressured to do what he did in the original series. HE CHOSE to because he was a crazy megalomaniac. 

This makes it look like this demon is the antagonist, you know?

Like he says, “you don’t have to use it, but I’m going to give it to someone else in 7 days.”

They made it seem like Ryuk’s notebook had to be “passed along” like that stupid fucking box in Wish Upon, you know?

Like “He who wields the Death Note is going to die…and then I’ll find another person to curse with it!”

But in the original it’s literally just a book. You could use it or not. Ryuk didn’t care, he’d still get his souls eventually. 

I think Netflix was trying to make Ryuk look like the typical scary demon. Like one of the many generic demons they have in their horror movie section. 

They wanted Death Note to be like a horror movie, hence the Final Destination deaths instead of the boring, mundane “heart attacks.” 

Hence the stupid scene in the abandoned orphanage, where L’s name was. 

And by doing so…they’ve essentially abandoned the more cerebral, high-minded nature of the original Death Note. 

They decided “hey, let’s make something terrifying and ominous” instead of making it about a battle of wits, a suspenseful detective kind of drama. 

Where you get to see the serial killer and detective play a dangerous dance of sorts. 

Instead you get…gory deaths. 

Final Destination deaths. 

Hence why Light is in HIGH SCHOOL, not college.

Because he can be the victim of childish school bullying, for one thing.

But also because high school puts you at that high-emotional period of your life where injustice feels much more dramatic and personal than the deadened college student feels. 

And in general,horror movies like high schoolers.

Like their vulnerability. And the angst gold mine. 

Light is doing other people’s homework for them. 

He’s a “troubled” youth who’s angry at the world. His mom died to a criminal who’s going to get off with connections and money. His dad is “weak.” He has an edgy girlfriend who “understands” him. 

But what’s dumb about that is that the original Light Yagami was highly educated. He didn’t panic or get furious that often. He was an evil mastermind with lofty aspirations and condescending arrogance that lead to him trying to make himself the “god” of a new world. He didn’t care about his girlfriend. He was calm and collected and ready for the challenge of outwitting L.

He did NOT start crying and panicking the second L was on his tail. 

Him being a college student was an important part of that. It made him more mature, more ready to be an “adult.”

Light being a teenager just makes him look like a dumb kid being tricked by an evil demon. 

Edit: I don’t know why I thought light was a college student in the original. I guess he just seemed like one and Japanese high schools are just much cleaner and better taken care of, so it looked like it…my bad. But my opinion still stands. Light wasn’t a bullied edgy teen. He was arrogant and intelligent. Not pouty.

Another edit: Also, the fucking prom scene and the “romantic” ferris wheel? They were trying to make him look like an “Average teenage boy” who accidentally fell into the wrong crowd, the demonic crowd lmao, and was bullied into doing “bad things” and manipulated by his girlfriend. 

It was lazy. 

A lazy way of making Death Note look like a horror movie.

Shame on you netflix. 

♈♌♐ Fire Glows  ♉♍♑ Earth Grows ♊♎♒ Air Knows ♋♏♓ Water Flows

Fire emphasis: Self confident, impulsive, initiative, dominant, energetic, uncontrollable, independent, imaginative, creative, idealistic, stimulating, intense, inspiring, self amusing, intuitive, defensive, self ruling, commanding, playful, spontaneous, delighted, can become burnt out, passionate, independent

Fire Deficit can express as: Lethargic, lack confidence, reserved, underwhelmed, rational, guarded, withdrawing, disinterested, has trouble with assertion, easily bored, melancholic and/or ultra restless and disorderly, impatient, forceful, angry, confused, lack of passion and direction, attention seeking, aggressive

Earth emphasis: Realistic, pedantic, compulsive, materialistic, orderly, refined, responsible, shy, guarded, emotionally reserved, ritualistic, pessimistic, rational, thorough, aware, intelligent, focused, in tune with nature, understands limitations, the physical body is a temple, stabilizing, relies too heavily on logic, sensual

Earth deficit can express as: Spaciness, disorderly, irresponsible, dependent, out of touch with basic living requirements, distant or not contained in the physical body, nomadic, can struggle holding down employment or responsibilities, neglects health, moody or overly cautious and serious, controlling, structured, anxious, hypochondriac, meticulous, duty bound, afraid of imagination

Air emphasis: Clever, spaced out, communicative, cerebral, conceptual, out of touch with the physical body, unrealistic, engaging, social, curious, restless, objective, mentally active, light eater, graceful, flexible, lost in thought, insomniac, informative, abstract, conceives ideas, detached, over emphasizes the intellectual response, distant, imaginative

Air deficient can express as: Extreme doubts with intelligence, struggle with academic and educative institutions, sedate in thinking and latching onto ideas, trouble turning inner world into language, disconnected, quiet minded or becomes a master of a field, highly motivated with education, feels the need to prove intelligence, over rational, worried, high functioning intellectual, dominant in conversation

Water emphasis: Receptive, fluid, hyper sensitive, emotionally focused, secretive, empathetic, withdrawing, solitary, idealistic, visionary, unstable, melancholic, theatrical with emotional displays, projects feelings onto others, people conscious, intuitive, lacks boundaries, can be easily manipulated, lethargic, escapist, disturbed, overwhelmed

Water deficit can express as: Inability to comprehend and identify feelings, disregards emotions, low emotional intelligence, dissociated, unresponsive, has trouble ascertaining values, emptiness, contained, distant, insensitive to the pain of others or extremely moody and unstable, represses emotions until violent outburst, unpredictable, hypersensitive, cannot understand nor control moods, reactive

-Cherry

alright, so as many of you might know, the trump administration “asked” the previous surgeon general to resign. his name was dr. vivek murthy, he was an obama pick, and he was highly qualified, so of course he had to go. presumably, the trump administration will be working to replace him with someone who says abortion and vaccines cause cancer, but smoking does not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ however, in the meantime, this is our acting surgeon general:

her name is dr. sylvia trent-adams, and she is highly fucking qualified. she is the first surgeon general that doesn’t have an md (i.e. is not a medical doctor) but she does have a phd in nursing and a masters degree in health policy. she was the deputy surgeon general before the trump admin booted murthy. she is absolutely the most logical choice to be the acting surgeon general, and she is probably a thousand times more qualified than whatever fuckup trump is going to appoint to the position. so there’s no problem here, right?

hahaha yeah right, guess again. and while some of the criticism seems to be rooted in??? a complete lack of awareness of what the surgeon general does??? (they primarily advise the executive branch and the public on public health issues). a lot of it just seems to be “a NURSE couldn’t POSSIBLY be as educated or informed about medical/scientific issues as a doctor is!!” which is…pretty fuckin ridiculous when you think about the fact that this is a woman who has a motherfuckin phd.

fun fact: the primary reason to get a phd in nursing is because you’re interested in a career in research and/or administration. it’s basically four years (after your four years you spent getting your bsn) of learning about health policy, public health, epidemiology, research, etc. and to suggest that a highly educated woman is the equivalent of an anti-vaxxer, or that she’s unqualified to, you know, sift through peer-reviewed articles in order to make conclusions about health policy, when she probably spent a good portion of her 8+ years of higher education doing just that, is absolutely fucking ridiculous.

people act like there’s no way a nurse could know as much / more than an md about anything remotely health related–even if it’s something that many mds aren’t even trained in, like health economics or wtfever–and it’s just one way that the knowledge and skills of nursing professionals are completely devalued in our society, because nursing is typically viewed as a “woman’s job.”

Context: Our characters are stranded in the past, more or less in the middle of nowhere with limited provisions. They are trying to look after this child that they know will grow up to be one of their friends in the future. We also have with us a very smart and highly educated NPC who is in charge of the whole time travel shenanigan. As we set camp, we agree to take guard shifts. This happens on my watch:

GM: “As you sit by the fire, nothing seems to be out of place. The only thing you see is a curios hare poking its head from the bushes.”

Me: “I shoot it.”

GM: “You what?”

Me: “I shoot the hare. We don’t have much food on us, right? This should help a little.” *I roll and succeed easily. It’s also worth noting here that my bow is blessed so it’s effective against unholy creatures*

GM: “As your arrow pierces the hare, its eyes flash in green flames for a second before dying out.”

Me: “Wait, what? So the hare was possessed?”

GM: “Yep.”

Me: “And I just killed a potential demonic spy/assassin by accident?”

GM: “Yep.”

Me: “OK… [My character] goes to pick the hare up and goes to one of the tents.” (In-character) “Hey, [smart NPC], if an animal is possessed and you kill the demon the meat is still safe to eat, right?”

Our characters had the hare for breakfast.

💎-August 2017-💎

Aahhhh here it is, a Harry Potter themed month since I have re-re-re etc read al the books while I was on holiday.
I’ve never been quit certain witch house I belong to. Potter More said Gryffindor and later Ravenclaw. And I can see some aspects from both houses in myself, but I thinks I relate to Hufflepuff as well. Al I know is that I’m no where near ambitious enough to be a Slytherin and that’s also why I think Ravenclaw would not be the best match. I value knowledge, learning and being more educated a lot. But not always because I want to be smarter, that’s just the learning part. I think that if people were more educated and didn’t jump to conclusions the world would be a better place. Not saying that you have to be highly educated, but just to do proper research before you shout about.
Long story short, maybe I am a hybrid between a Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and a Ravenclaw.

With art from The Tales of Beedle The Bart (my favorite story is “The fountain of fair fortune”)

Pretend | Park Chanyeol

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Royalty AU | Arranged Marriage AU | Slight Angst 

Summary: You’re unsure but hopeful about your arranged marriage to the handsome Prince Chanyeol of the neighboring kingdom. But you’re in for an unpleasant surprise when you find out he’s in love with someone else, and completely despises the idea of being married to you. 

Word Count : About 5,500 (i don’t know how this got so long)


A/N: I was originally considering making this a series because it’s so long, but I think it works as a super-long oneshot? I do hope you enjoy this, it’s probably the most ambitious thing I’ve attempted to write :) 


“Are you ready, your Highness?”

“I will be in just a minute!” you said, as your lady-in-waiting, Lily, gently placed the delicate tiara on your carefully styled up hair. You took a deep breath and stared at your reflection in the mirror.

“You look absolutely radiant, Princess,” she said, smiling. “I’m sure Prince Chanyeol will be swept off his feet with one look at you.”

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This is my DIRECT response to the media, the injustice and inequality of our justice system, police brutality, and the overall undermining bigotry in this country. This is just how I feel as an educated Black man living in America.

ps People keep pointing out that *engineering is spelled wrong, there’s a reason for that. You have to decipher what’s being said, that’s the beauty of art. 

The reason I talk so much about fully-automated luxury communism (FALC) is not because I think a Star Trek utopia is literally on the horizon; I don’t think *full automation*, a work-free society, is possible yet. I merely use FALC as an organizing principle and as a means of explaining how the work week could be drastically cut down. It needs to be constantly emphasized that we have the ability to use automation and democratic thinking to slash current workloads down to few-hour shifts (2 to 4 hours or so). If you simultaneously get rid of unnecessary jobs (jobs that can be automated and work that isn’t socially-necessary) and employ every person, the short shifts become possible. From there, you can remove labor that isn’t socially necessary (entertainment, art, certain human services, etc.) from an economic context whereby people *must* do them in order to access their daily sustenance; after all, there will be plenty of free time with a reduced work week, giving people plenty of opportunity to practice those artistic pursuits if they have the interest. This will most likely result in an explosion of creativity and in a highly-educated population, a society where people can *actually* make use of their talents and interests. This setup enables genuine freedom to flourish, leaving the “free to compete in a market economy” freedom in the wastebin of history.

@taxloopholes has said she doesn’t think FALC is possible yet, and that “partly-automated comfortable communism” is a better goal to shoot for in the near future. I couldn’t agree more. I just like using FALC as a vision to organize around, since it emphasizes the expanded free time element that socialism has always been about. We need to point to wealth and power inequality to win people to the cause, but we *also* ought to speak of the expanded sense of freedom that will come with a greatly shortened work week. This is about “PR”, an angle that isn’t often covered when people think of the anti-capitalist left.

Not on Your Life (Sherlock x Reader)

Originally posted by sherlockspeare

“Come now Sherlock. You aren’t presently occupied. Besides, we both know I’ve better things to do,” Mycroft reasoned.

“Fine,” Sherlock huffed. “But don’t get the idea that it’s to help you. It’s just a convenient way to further my research is all.”

“Whatever you have to tell yourself, brother dear.” Mycroft gave his tight-lipped smile. “Just get it done.”

“Mr. Holmes…” Both brothers turned toward the new voice. In the doorway was a new assistant Sherlock hadn’t seen before. His eyes quickly skimmed over your appearance. Like all of Mycroft’s previous assistants you were in black designer clothing. Except unlike the others, your high heels were reflective gold and probably cost more than the entire flat you were standing in. Your makeup was pristine and meticulously done along with your waved hair. Everything on you was designer from head to toe, including the phone you held out in front of you. “Apologies, I meant Mr. Mycroft Holmes.”

“Is it who I think it is?” he asked turning to you.

“Afraid so,” you replied with a slight smile. He rolled his eyes before taking the phone from your hand and stepping downstairs. You leaned against the door frame and crossed your arms, awaiting the elder brother’s return.

“You’re new,” Sherlock stated. He stood in front of you and you had to look up to meet his gaze.

“Just to you,” you replied.

“I’ve always wondered where Mycroft found all is assistants. The real mystery though is where they go once he’s done with them.”

“An island in the middle of the Atlantic,” you replied nonchalantly. “But that’s only if you don’t do well. It’s part of the job orientation. They make you sail past it so you know what awaits you if your late too many times.” Sherlock gave the slightest hint of a laugh.

“You’re an interesting one,” Sherlock began. “Very highly educated for being so young. Fluent in 3 languages, not including English. Physically fit, charismatic, and a natural leader. Your skills are wasted as an assistant.”

“You’re really keen on me being an assistant, aren’t you?” you smirked. Sherlock squinted at you.

“Of course, you are what else would you be?” You smiled innocently and shrugged your shoulders. “What’s your name?”

“What’s yours?” you asked.

“You know who I am,” he said, not a bit amused.

“Oh, someone’s confident,” you laughed. “I feel like I might have seen you before. Maybe in the lonely hearts section of the newspaper. Or the side of a milk carton.”

“I’m Sherlock Holmes,” he huffed. “And if you’ve seen me in the newspaper it would be on the front cover.”

“Oh that’s right I’ve heard that name,” you said. “I never really looked at you in the pictures. I was too distracted by the other man your always with. The cute blonde one,” you said with a smirk. “Is he here? I’d love a chance to get to know him.” Sherlock narrowed his eyes at you. He wanted to be annoyed with you but he couldn’t deny that your snarky attitude was refreshing compared to the other dull people he usually conversed with. He still didn’t like it though. Or more accurately, he didn’t like that he liked it.

“What’s your name?” he asked again.

“Your brother elects to call me Apollo,” you answered.

“Why would he do that?” Sherlock said confused.

“Because when you join Mycroft Holmes’s team you become so important you get a code name,” you replied smiling. “And because I’m a sun god.”

“That’s all you’re going to tell me?”

“That’s all I’m going to tell you,” you smiled.

“Anyway you’d tell me more?” You shrugged.

“Anything’s possible I suppose.”

“What if I took you to dinner?” You laughed.

“Please,” you scoffed. “You couldn’t afford me, sweetheart.”

“Aah,” Sherlock drawled. “High maintenance are you?”

“Oh you wouldn’t believe,” you said with an exaggerated hair flip. Before Sherlock could press you for  more information Mycroft returned. He handed you the phone and turned his attention back to Sherlock.

“You’ve got three days, Sherlock. Three,” he emphasized.

“I’ll do it in one,” he said smugly. He looked at you and you rolled your eyes. Mycroft looked between you and Sherlock and eyes lit up with realization. He turned back to his brother.

“Like I said, just get it done.” He gave a forced smiled and made his way downstairs with you following close behind. When you got to the landing you stopped and turned back. Sherlock got excited, hoping for your name, your number or… something. He smiled smugly and expectantly.

“Do tell that John I said hi,” you smiled. “And if he has the time he can reach me through Mycroft.” Sherlock’s face fell and you laughed before turning to rejoin his brother. He went to the window and watched as his brother held the door open for you, something he’d never seen him do for anyone. You must be more than an assistant. Or maybe just Mycroft’s new project.

~*~

Sherlock recounted the event later that evening with John.

“Wish I had been there,” he said. “I quite enjoy watching people give you a hard time.”

“She was inquiring about you,” Sherlock said. John sat up straighter and leaned forward a bit.

“Did she?”

“She did,” Sherlock said irritated. “Though I don’t even know why I’m telling you.”

“Well what did she say?” John asked. Sherlock rolled his eyes.

“She said she’d like to get to know you. And if you had time, you can reach her though Mycroft.” John laughed and bit his thumb with a boyish smile.

“Really?”

“Yes really,” Sherlock said annoyed.

“Is she pretty?” John asked.

“Do you remember Anthea?”

“Oh yeah,” John said with a grin.

“Anthea’s hideous compared to her.”

John scrambled out of his chair and rushed into the kitchen to grab he phone. He quickly punched in some numbers before grabbing his coat.

“Mycroft? Yeah it’s John… I was just talking to Sherlock…”

Sherlock didn’t get to hear how the rest of the conversation went because before he knew it John was out the door hailing a cab. He huffed and grabbed his violin. But before he could play a note his phone vibrated. It was a text from Mycroft. All it said was “: )”. Sherlock threw the phone against the wall.