or how much money we make

Don’t mean to be a drag but… I’m not sure how I’m supposed to feel today. I’m 26 officially and just kinda…

Huehuehue. I’m working on commissions, really; might finish Dishonored 2. Not sure, honestly. Age and birthdays don’t really matter much to me, but it always makes me cross on days like this as to what I’m supposed to feel? 

I’m more concerned with my bankruptcy being filed, my car being in the shop, having enough funds to pay for it since we had to use the insurance money for an emergency, and my upcoming CT scan. 

I got to sleep in, at least. 

Ok but… there’s no special treatment in the military.

The thing is that you need to be able to be deployable, and you can’t be deployed if ya gotta have hormones, birth control pills, anxiety/depression meds, etc. That’s because it’s crazy expensive!

Everyone usually complains about how much money we pump into our military, so we shouldn’t be pushing for people who are, more likely than not, mentally ill and have lots of demands for medical care to be deployed to serve our country.

I believe trans rights are human rights, but we also have to understand that having depression, anxiety, and even being colorblind disqualify you from joining the military. We just have to make sure that the people serving our country are able to survive without medications/hormones and be 100% mentally and physically stable enough to protect us.

I don’t think many of you have experience with people in the military, but that’s kind of how it works. When I first heard that birth control is not provided by the military, I was so angry. How could they shame a woman for needing something for her reproductive health? But I understand now that it’s something that would be paid for by the military and would be stupidly difficult to get to me if I were to be deployed.

Same with depression and anxiety: how could they put such a stigma on those who are mentally ill? But now I see that if someone like me was put into a stressful combat situation, I’d crumble under the pressure due to my mental health. I would not be able to adequately do my job since I am mentally fragile.

This is not discrimination, it’s just the way the United States military works.


Trans rights are human rights.

horseshoe-lilacs replied to your photo “@CPansophical call for artist #critters to help us w/ silhouettes ala…”

How much are y'all gonna charge for the lyric book? <3

My dear, just because (and ONLY BECAUSE) you added that heart, we will be charging absolutely $0.

(:P but seriously, no charge, we don’t want to make money off it. If anything, we’d encourage charitable donations in our name to 826LA or the ACLU or any number of other organizations - sincerely, The Cantata Pansophical writing staff)

people seem to have trouble understanding why i’m an anti-capitalist, so i’m going to try and put it into simple, real-life terms.

i work at a restaurant. i make $12 an hour, plus tips. minimum wage where i live is relatively high for my country - the national minimum wage is $7.25/hr, and has not been raised since 2009. before taxes, working full time, my yearly income is about $22,000 a year. ($25,000 if you count tips)

at my job, we sell various dishes, with an average price of about $10-$15. we get printouts every week detailing how much money we made that week; in one week, our restaurant makes about $30,000. (one of our other locations actually makes this much on a daily basis!)

i’m not going to go into details, but after the costs of production (payroll for employees, rent for the building, maintenance, and wholesale food purchasing) are accounted for, the restaurant makes an estimated profit of $20,000 per week.

this profit goes directly to the owner, who does not work at this location. the owner of my restaurant has actually been on vacation for a few months, but still profits from the restaurant, because they own it. i have met the owner exactly twice in my year of working here.

to put this into perspective, the owner of this restaurant earns in 2 days what they pay me in one year. and that’s just from this single location - the owner has several other restaurants, all of which make more money than the one i work at. this ends up resulting in the owner having an estimated net worth of tens of millions of dollars, even after accounting for the payroll for every single worker in their employ.

now, i have to ask you: does the owner of my restaurant deserve this income? did they earn it? did their labor result in this value being created?

the naive answer would be “yes”; the owner purchased the location and arranged for the raw ingredients to be delivered, did they not?

the actual answer is “no”. the owner may have used their initial capital to start the location, but the profit is a result of my labor, and the labor of my co-workers.

the owner purchases rice at a very low bulk price of about 25 cents a pound. i cook the rice, and within a few minutes, that pound of rice is suddenly worth about $30. the owner did not create this value, i did. the owner simply provided the initial capital investment required to start the process.

what needs to be understood here is that capitalists do not create value. they use the labor of their employees to create value, and then take the excess profit and keep it.

what needs to be understood is that capitalists accrue income by already HAVING money. the owner of my restaurant was only able to get this far because they started off, from the very beginning, with enough money to purchase a building, purchase food in bulk, and hire hundreds of employees.

that is to say: the rich get richer, and they do so by exploiting the labor of the poor.

the owner of my restaurant could afford to triple the income of every single person in their employee if they felt like it, but this would mean that they were generating less profit for themselves, so they do not.

the owner of my restaurant pays me the current minimum wage of my area, because to them, i am not a person. i am an investment. i am an asset. i am a means to create more money. 

when you are paid minimum wage, the message your boss is sending you is this: “legally, if i could pay you less, i would.”

every capitalist on the planet exploits their workers for their own gain. every capitalist, even the small business owners, forces people to stay in poverty so that the capitalist can profit.

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Activists call for a nationwide general strike on February 17

  • In a column for the Guardian on Monday, American writer Francine Prose called for a “nonviolent national general strike” to demonstrate “how many of us there are, how strong and committed we are, how much we can accomplish.”
  • She wrote: “Let’s designate a day on which no one (that is, anyone who can do so without being fired) goes to work, a day when no one shops or spends money, a day on which we truly make our economic and political power felt.”
  • Calls to do just that have been circulating online recently, with activists setting Feb. 17 — the Friday before President’s Day — as the day for a #nationalstrike against the presidency of Donald Trump. Read more

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Wait what con artist from 2014

I’d like to title this story “Swing And A Miss

Okay, so my high school had this program where seniors could leave school like a month and a half early and opt out of exams if they took on internships around the neighborhood, but not everyone wanted to/was eligible to do it. Back in like 2013, they had like 15 bored seniors stuck in the school, so the administration brought in this Professional Life Coach, left him in alone in a room with them for two hours to talk to them about like, self-esteem or some shit. All the kids were pulled out of their classes for this*, and later told the administration that they loved him, they really enjoyed the talk.

So, about a year later, we have a new principal. He’s supposed to set up an assembly for all the 11th and 12th graders, but he doesn’t know what to do. One of his coworkers mentions that there was a life coach that was a huge hit with the kids that didn’t do community study last year, so maybe he’d also be great for a larger audience. The principal basically thinks “okay, what the hell” and calls up and hires Jason C. Jean to come talk to the kids.

Now, it’s like, 10:30, maybe 11:00 in the morning, and two entire grades are getting shepherded to the main gymnasium, and no one wants to God damn be there. We ain’t got time for self esteem talks. We want to sleep. And this guy, watching us all drag our feet in and collapse into the bleachers was just like…offensively peppy. There’s a couple faculty members sitting behind him, the woman who suggested he be hired for this, the vice principals for the grades- but the principal himself kept getting calls so he was in and out the whole time.

Now, Mr. Jean was like…the chill “Just call me by my first name dude” history professor at college times 30. He was trying so fucking hard. I’m referring to him as ‘Mr. Jean’ in this story just to be disrespectful. So anyway, we all get in there, and he tells us right off the bat “You guys are totally allowed to be on your phones and laptops during this! I get it! It’s no problem, like really, I insist!” so while the faculty members are exchanging smiles that read ‘how do we kill that while respecting him’, all the kids are immediately pulling out their electronics and he’s starts his speech.

Now, again, I really wanna reiterate that he told us we could be on our phones- because when the news articles started coming out about this, I remember all these angry, annoying comments from old people like “Why the hell were the students on their phones in the first place! So disrespectful! These damn millennials and their social media!” like, they were completely ignoring the entire story and just focusing in on kids using the internet, and it Really Super Pissed Me Off, so. Again, we had permission for this (which also ended up being Mr. Jean’s fatal mistake).

So, he starts off this speech fairly normally, like ‘hi, I’m Jason, I’m a professional life coach and I wanna teach you kids about how to be The Best You!’ and like people were tuning him out and listening to varying degrees. Some kids (like myself) were kinda dozing off, and everyone was on twitter or facebook.

His approach to a self esteem speech seemed to be ‘let me tell you my entire life story for hours’ and like, at first I was like “I’m not really hearing this, I’m half dreaming right now” but the more I started making myself pay attention the more…bizarre and rambling his story got.

So like, for instance, he told us he drank a lot in high school. Like, a lot. But he didn’t use that as a ‘don’t drink or party too hard’ lesson, instead he was like “I was fourteen so I always called my parents to pick me up, and they weren’t mad because they knew it meant I could trust them. So remember, always tell your parents when you’re drinking!” and then it kinda got to a point where it sounded like he was encouraging partying and drinking and the like to the group of underage kids.

And then, he told us how he used to play baseball all the time when he was a kid, and at 16 reached a crossroads in his life where the Phillies wanted to draft him or he could go play football for Penn State. And he said he went with Penn State but later lost the scholarship for some reason and we’re like…really.

There was absolutely nothing coherent about anything he was saying- nothing that tied anything together, made a point, seemed like it had anything to do with an assembly on self esteem. He told us at one point he was making upwards of 7 million a year. He told us one time before college he was homeless. He told us he used to own a construction company and built his own branch of nightclubs himself, that he and his friend then ran. He told us he fought a shark and came out with no scars. He told us that he had less money now, because after surviving a work related accident- direct quote- “I fell almost 30 feet and I broke in half” - he decided to leave that industry and spend more time with his family.

So, yeah, I was pretty positive this was bullshit, but there were clearly kids in the room that were falling for it. But then he said something like…he and his friend got bored one day and started jarring up their own pasta sauce, and made a deal with wegmans or some store like that to start selling it, and now he has a pasta sauce empire. Like he spent 15 fucking minutes on this. The way he kept saying ‘pasta sauce’ was so annoying I was about to claw my ears out. But anyway, two girls in my grade wanted to find out what brand he was talking about, so they googled his name.

And then quietly gasped.

And then furiously started typing into their phones.

And remember- everyone, even though they were paying attention- was on twitter and facebook. All the sudden I see heads flying up and wide eyes and people whispering to each other. Mr. Jean doesn’t seem to notice the change and keeps rambling on, but I know something happened so I google him too and-

Okay so basically he’s 1) been arrested, 2) filed for bankruptcy like three times and 3) has been hailed as a ‘Swinger Guru’ by playboy.

EVERYONES SILENTLY FLIPPING OUT.

So by now, this is a fucking game- he still doesn’t notice anything wrong amongst the kids, so we’re all silently texting each other to fill each other in. Pulling up receipts. But still playing the part of politely intrigued audience members. The school faculty have no fucking idea what’s going on, until one of the students texts her mom, who happens to be the woman that convinced the principal to hire this guy. We see her check her phone, go wide-eyed, and she runs out of the fucking room presumably to either find the principal or hide in terror.

So Mr. Jean had been talking to random people intermittently throughout this speech, but we reach the ‘questions’ part of it. Everyone seems to silently agree that instead of just asking him anything outright, we should just see how good of a liar he was. So they’d be asking him stuff like ‘how much money did you make with ____ company’ and he’d give a ridiculously high number as people were sending each other reports of him filing for bankruptcy during that time. Or they asked him about his construction business which he said was great, and while he was talking about how great it was we were all reading his arrest report, from when a woman hired him to build her house, and he took her money and then like…just didn’t build anything. Wild. Someone asked him about his family and he’s extolling Christian virtues while we’re all on the website for his annual Swing Fest. People would ask him how he got certain jobs and he was making promises to hook kids up in interviews and shit. Everyone was loosing their God damn minds online and just barely holding it together in person. This man was so beyond full of shit- like, he was a God awful life coach but his dedication to lying was inspirational.

We eventually get to leave and everyone is yelling and cracking up and freaking out, all running to our classes to tell the teachers and the underclassmen everything, and the teachers are freaking out, alternating between horrified confusion and laughing hysterically. Before the school day even ended, someone had called a bunch of news stations. The principal was freaking out and denying he had anything to do with it, before calling some students to his office to see what exactly the kids had searched up on the guy…Because apparently teenagers can perform better background checks than school officials. It was all anyone could talk about for weeks.

A couple months after this, for my theater class’ showcase, I wrote and directed a skit called ‘Mason B. Mean’. It was a huge hit. The principal was in the audience. I’ve never seen a grown man look so dead inside. I made sure I was out of the room before he came up to congratulate the cast and everything. The next day, my theater teacher told me his only comment about the skit was a quiet, long-suffering “Why.” 😂😂

Annnnnnnnd that’s the time a Swinger Entrepreneur rambled on about pasta sauce and money in front of teenagers who knew how to use google for almost two hours.  

http://www.philly.com/philly/news/breaking/Montco_principal_apologizes_for_having_swinger_entrepreneur_speak_to_kids.html

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Tearful Jimmy Kimmel breaks down revealing newborn son’s heart surgery.

Kimmel used his personal story to blast President Donald Trump for trying to cut $6 billion in funding from the National Institutes of Health, and he applauded Congress for doing the opposite and increasing funding by $2 billion.

He said his experience shows why all Americans need access to health care, especially those ― like his son ― born with preexisting conditions.  

“If your baby is going to die and it doesn’t have to it shouldn’t matter how much money you make,” he said. “I think that’s something that whether you’re a Republican or Democrat or something else, we all agree on that, right?”

Coming soon: Money from your Tumblr

On Thursday, we’re going to introduce ads on Tumblrs, so that later this year people can start making money from their blogs.

Tumblr is a place where brilliant, creative, funny, impossible people shape culture. Some of you have even turned your passions into jobs: book deals, music careers, paid gigs with the Creatrs program. Now, (soon!) that opportunity will be available to any eligible Tumblr—poet, musician, fan artist, and misfit weirdo memelord alike.

Some things you’re probably wondering:

Do you have to? Good question. No, you can turn off on-blog advertising in settings if you’re not comfortable with it.

When? Who? How? How much? Also good questions! We’re still working out the details of the partner program but as soon as we have details to share, we’ll make announcements right here on trusty Staff. Just so you know: You won’t be able to make money until you register for the program—which is coming soon.

Okay, cool. Ta ta for now!

Pyramid Scheme scammer ends up paying in the end!

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About 6 or 7 years ago, I was trying to enlist into the military. I ended up not joining but that’s a story for another time. At this point, I was led to believe I was about 4 months away from leaving for Boot camp. I was running out of savings, and needing a part time job for some spending cash while I waited around.

So I did what any enterprising 20something would do, and searched craigslist for jobs. I normally hate sales jobs, especially those based on commissions, but figured it would be a great way to earn some extra cash short term. Found a few job listings that looked promising, and put out some applications. A few days later I received a call from David. He was opening up a new store and needed associates. He liked my resume and asked if I’d be available for an interview on Friday morning. I was very up front with him, and let him know that the distance was a bit more than I’d normally drive for a retail job, and asked what he was offering for an hourly rate, to see if it was worth the drive. He told me that they were planning on offering an hourly rate in the mid teens, along with commission. Seemed like an ok deal, so I agreed to be there Friday at 8am.

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We already spend more on defense than the next seven countries combined. The U.S. Military spends $610 billion a year and is not subject to audits or has to prove how or why they’re spending the money.

You can argue if this is good practice or not, but, it does seem ludicrous we’re going to give them more money, without even making them prove they’re using it efficiently, at the expense of social programs, the environment, healthcare, and education. Not to mention Flint, Michigan is STILL without water.

If we’re going to spend so much on defense we need to make sure the country we’re defending is a place worth defending.

some more thoughts on the sensates, season 2:

  • will: this boy has TOO MUCH heart he cares about everyone so much i cannot believe a str8 white male character can give me so little grief everyone take notes. cheekbone game is also still strong, but with too much time covered in stubble imo
  • sun: SUN FUCKIN BAK i cannot believe how far my soft baby bird kickass diamond of a character has come she’s so GOOD, but she can also break your neck i love her so much. in more important news however she got reunited with her dog. heckin yes 11/10.
  • lito: continues being the absolute Most™ and we all love him for it. ”i’m practicing””for what?””for my future as a homeless, unemployable failure”. i mean what a fuckin Leo- also relatable as all hell. my beautiful proud gay son. what a gem.
  • riley: sweetest bean in the entire universe, most unrealistic part of s2 is that no one would trust her. she loves a dopey police officer from chicago so much and most importantly she really likes boning him. also shout out for her immense knowledge of graffitied hovels, v impressive.
  • capheus: my newest kid hit it out of the park. he doesn’t have a clue how he got here but he’s still the best person i know and if he doesn’t end up as the president of the world by the end of the series then what are we even doing here?????? also hell yeah my boy got some proud of u bud.
  • nomi: what the hell is this radiant angel and how is she making money. i can’t believe she’s responsible for all of the sensates not being in prison, mvp of the whole fucking show. she’s basically r2d2 if it was a hot, genius woman who fuckin OWNS it. 10/10 five stars would watch again.
  • wolfgang: “he doesn’t really talk” except when he does he BREAKS MY HEART. still the most problematic of all my children but i don’t care i just want him and kala to be happy god fuckin damnit. also i can appreciate the commitment to both his Look and his woman. good one dude.
  • kala: the rambliest and also the smartest, god bless her. honey thinks too much about good and bad when it’s so obvious that she’s a Hoe for the bad boys- specifically German bad boys with unresolved anger issues. also shot a gun and it was pretty fuckin hot tbh.

other thoughts on other characters:

  • whispers: hey man FUCK YOU and also FUCK OFF
  • jonas: what is the point of u doesn’t naveen andrews have better things to do honestly.
  • daniela & hernando: sometimes a family is two gay dudes and their drama queen best friend and that is beautiful..
  • amanita: QUEEN of supportive spouses also she loves nomi so much, can relate.
  • diego: i found myself whispering “no diego no” to myself and it made me laugh so there u go.
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Christopher “Kit” Marlowe was an Elizabethan playwright, friend of William Shakespeare, and a gay atheist spy. Let’s talk about that. 

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restingbitchfaceisnotsadface  asked:

"I can start with how I went to marine science camp as a kid and end with that time I accidentally brought a flamethrower into the county courthouse" --- PLEASE EXPLAIN IM SO CONFUSED D:

So, when I was a kid, my parents worked full time, so during the summer, my sister and I were enrolled in day-camp so we’d be adequately tired when we got home, and my FAVORITE  camp was Marine Science Camp, run by MSI on the banks of redwood creek, right off the San Francisco bay.  It was AWESOME: we got to dissect squid, there was a literal shark tank, which we got to fish leopard sharks out of and Tag Them For Scientific Research, ad we’d go out on the boat once a week and do things like haul a net full of fish out, use a scoop to study benthic creatures and look at plankton under a microscope.  I realize now we were essentially doing transects, dissections and other field/lab work for a bunch of grad students but it was FUN.  

I totally wanted to be a marine biologist when I grew up and would tell anyone who asked me what I was into about nematocyts and oceanic acidification until The Adult realized their mistake and fled.

At the same time, I was pursing an aggressive interest in the visual arts, which my parents heavily encouraged, becuase they are excellent parents and because it;s was a QUIET hobby unlikely to result in bodily harm, unlike my sister, who got into karate and Theater, which is a surprising dangerous combination.

But then i got to college and realized an issue with this plan: I, hands down, SUCK at chemistry.  I did okay in into becuase I’m great at taking standardized tests, and the teacher got suspended halfway through the semester for getting into a fistfight with another prof for poaching his grad student, but Organic Chemistry was a disaster.  I’ve never been good at arithmetic, and balancing chemical equations is something i need the dang molecule models for. So marine bio was a No-Go.

So I switched my major over to Art, which turned out to be kind of a disaster (the school managed to lose an entire semester of my grades because the Art Department kept really sloppy records and i ended up dropping out and resuming college elsewhere) and AMAZING, becuase I took a human figure drawing course with professor [REDACTED] who announced on the third day of class:  “SWEET THE FOOLS JUST GAVE ME TENURE.  CAN’T FIRE ME NOW, SO LEMME SHOW YOU HOW TO MAKE A FLAMETHROWER”

The thing she actually taught us was how to modify a culinary butane torch to empty the canister at a much higher rate than any manufacturer anywhere recommends, which gives you and AWESOME bigass jet of blue flame, but only lasts about 30 seconds per container.  She also showed us how to make bandeliers so we could carry multiple containers, “just in case”.

In more practical lessons, we were in class when the first gov’t shutdown happened, so we didn’t have money for models, so she oped to bring in various animals for us to draw instead.  there was the usual cats and dogs, but also chickens, horses, a farm hog, a 12-foot Burmese Python and a baby deer that had been abandoned on her porch.  It was really fun, both becuase animals are amazing, and becuase they don’t hold still, so you learn to draw REAL FAST, which is a skill that’s served me well since.

A few years later, I was summoned for Jury Duty, and had to show up at the courthouse for selection.  HOWEVER, I’d put my usual bag in the wash the previous night, so I grabbed my old school backpack to take with me because I knew I had a sketchbook in there to amuse myself with.

I forgot I also had my flamethrower in there.

I live in a pretty low-crime area, so the metal detectors are actually pretty far into the building- you don’t get scanned until you’re actually going into the courtroom.  So for about three hours beforehand, I was sitting in the hallway having a Nice Chat with one of the state park rangers and the CEO of the local call center.  We get called in, and as we walk through, my backpack sets off the alarm.

“Fuck.” I say abruptly remembering what would have set it off.

“Do you have anything metal in your backpack?” the security guy asks me.  I think he was expecting me to say glasses.

“I forgot that I have my flamethrower in here. I’ll just leave this outside.”  I explain, hoping I’m not about to be arrested.

“Please open your bag or leave it outs- your WHAT?”  Dude stops halfway through his routine.

“Flamethrower.  I made it in art class and will definitely be leaving it here.” I say, carefully putting my bag on the table, zipper open , and pointing at the small butane torch.  The guard looks at it, looks at me (pls note, I am small, white, feminine and conventionally attractive so YOU BET privilege was happening here), before deciding that Art People Are Dumb and waving me in after wanding me to make sure I hadn’t accidentally brought anything else in my pockets.

I was not selected for jury duty.

In other news, I still have it, and it still works.  I use it for mass-toasting creme brulee.

Good morning, Sensies:) Yesterday we were dealt an unfair (infuriating) blow when Netflix finally responded to our tweets…only to regurgitate the same lies and excuses that we know has been proven false. While we still plan on fighting Netflix for the finale that we all deserve, we are also switching tactics!

1.

Contact Hulu. A Sensate contacted them today via their customer service chat, and they seemed to agree that they should have Sense8 on their platform. Plus they were asked if they were going to forward the demand to a higher up, and they said they would. So, please, contact Hulu today, and express how much this show means.

Netflix has never sold one of their original shows before, but that does not mean it cannot happen. That’s exactly what contracts are used for. Either way, Netflix would make money if they were approached by another network for the rights to their show. Let them see our devotion, and our numbers, and the subscribers they stand to get. 

The contact information for Hulu is:

Hulu CEO: mike.hopkins@hulu.com 

Hulu Content team: content@hulu.com

And the customer service number to call them is:  1 888-265-6650

Any networks would do, really, but focus on HBO, Hulu, Amazon video, this week. 

2.

Sense8 has been sent in for consideration for the Emmy’s! This would be a huge honor that would get us much needed exposure, not only from Netflix, but also from other networks that may want to take a chance and pick this show up. In order to secure the nomination and get our voices noticed, tweet the following:

#Sense8FYC and also make sure to hashtag #Emmys and mention the official Emmys account. 

3. 

We are still winning in this E! Online poll and that could also get us some publicity from E! and also a comment from the producers/creators if we win. Plus, other networks would for sure pick up on how popular our show is and try to make a push to do something (hopefully). 

KEEP FIGHTING! FIGHT FOR OUR CLUSTER!

Hey liberals im the communist your highschool warned you about here to tell you some scary things us evil reds want for society:

-Affordable housing for all.
-Universal Sex Ed.
-Protection of marginalized peoples.
-Decriminalizing victimless crimes (like drug use and possession, sex work, homelessness, etc)
-Free healthcare and education.
-Community organizing and urban planning.
-Rationing surplus so we’re not dumping out foods and resources while others go hungry.
-Full legal and social recognition of oppressed peoples.
-An economy focused on the use of a commodity rather than how much money you can make out of it.
-Suppression of those who want to exploit, demean, or harm others on the basis of their skin color, culture, religion, gender, sexuality, or disability.
- The people to have greater participation in politics.
- Worker’s rights.
- The private wealth of society’s rich to be expropriated and redistributed to the people.
- And more!

~🚩Another world is possible🚩~

i hope this can serve as (yet another) an important lesson that we have no idea what goes on in the lives of the people we watch from a distance

as a fan of someone, no matter how much money you’ve spent, you’ll never be entitled to more of them than what they’re willing to share with you and while it won’t make much of a difference i truly am sorry to the twist/styles family that we found out the way we did

that wasn’t our information to know and that person’s information to leak before they were ready to have it out in the open

rest in peace robin ❤️ while i never had the pleasure of meeting you, i have no doubt in my mind that you were an amazing man with a lot of love to give

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Trump’s new FCC chief is Ajit Pai, and he wants to destroy net neutrality
Donald Trump has elevated Ajit Pai to chairman of the Federal Communications Commission, giving control over the agency to a reliable conservative who’s been opposed to pretty much every big action...
By Jacob Kastrenakes

Just in case y’all needed any more reasons to loathe and despise Donald Trump, he just appointed an FCC chief who is expressly anti-net-neutrality and gives zero shits about the potential of cable companies merging to form a monopoly over both TV and internet.

Best hope social media and regular media/news sites are in the first/basic tier of internet packages, because that’s what’s coming without net neutrality: cable companies will prioritize traffic to certain websites, and websites will have to pay more to make their site prioritized, and we will probably be sold the internet in much the same way we are sold television: in packages and tiers of channels, based on how much you’re willing to pay. Imagine a world where you paying your cable bill no longer gets you access to an open internet, but rather, you must pay extra to get access to certain levels of information on the internet. Imagine people with less money getting a smaller internet, with less information and less access. Because that could be what’s coming.

I will fight, tooth and nail, against this fuckery. Not in my lifetime. Not in my country. Access to information is a right. An open, accessible internet is not something we can compromise on. Net neutrality is a must.

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Lardo was hunched over her laptop working on a write up for her final art project and Ford was across the table from her, finalizing room assignments for the boys’ upcoming (and final) roadie, when the front door opened and a voice called out, “Hello?”

“Jack?” Lardo scrambled out of her chair and into the front hallway. Ford leaned over to save Lardo’s document, then slowly followed after her. She didn’t think she had met anyone on the team named Jack, but who else would be coming to the Haus? She ran through a mental roster of the team, but didn’t come up with anything.

She found Lardo wrapped up in what looked like the world’s comfiest hug with a man who had to be a foot taller than her, and if he wasn’t some sort of athlete, Ford would eat her rooming assignments. His arms, good lord.

“Who’s this, Ris?” He asked, catching sight of Ford.

“Ford, our new manager,” Lardo’s voice was muffled into his chest. “Ford, this is Jack. You should have told someone you were coming, Ransom and Holster made an extra practice today and everyone else is at the rink.”

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TV Vet AU
  • Jack ends up working at a pound after his overdose instead of working with kids
  • He just needs a break from the ice
  • Also he feels like animals are easy because they have specific needs and if you meet the needs they love you
  • He loves seeing all the babies and everyone who works there loves seeing him with the babies because tiny animals + hockey giant is super cute
  • He still goes to Samwell and plays for SMH but goes into veterinary studies
  • After graduation he does go the NHL for a while
  • Not like a long career but he’s happy with it
  • And when he finishes he goes back to school and gets a veterinary degree
  • He stays in Providence cause he’s still friends with the team, he’s a lot more mellow than he used to be and can be their friends and not hurt that they’re still playing hockey
  • Anyways somehow a tv station ends up approaching the vet clinic he works at to do a vet show
  • And he’s still kind of famous and not super keen on being on tv
  • But he looks over the proposal and the amount of money and he thinks about the extra vet techs he could hire and how much easier it would be to do after hours stuff with the extra cost
  • (Like yes he has NHL money but honestly he’s donated a lot of it and he’s saving up to try and open another clinic so)
  • So he says yes
  • Meanwhile we have Bitty, who ended up going off to a pastry school and now,  couple years out, has found himself with a little pastry shop in Providence
  • It’s not Boston and he’s not making as much money as he could be elsewhere
  • And the hours are terrible
  • But it’s his place and that’s the most important
  • Anyways he’s awake at weird hours and this vet show is always playing
  • Like always
  • Playing
  • And the opening theme shows the vet out running with his dog?? And he’s shirtless?? What human actually looks like that honestly?
  • Anyways Bitty is mesmerized
  • Bitty also has his own little Bun now
  • The bunny is a pretty good pet for him honestly because if he needs to he can put Bun in her cage, but mostly she is very well behaved and can roam Bitty’s apartment while he’s gone
  • So anyways one night Bitty comes home and realizes Bun is limping
  • And he FREAKS out because he’s been at work all day and has no idea what might have happened
  • He’s been taking her to a local clinic for checkups and he calls them and finds out they have one person there for emergencies
  • So he throws Bun in her travel carrier and bolts
  • Bangs on the door and it opens on the hot tv vet
  • Who Bitty didn’t even think was a real vet because when is reality tv even real??
  • Bitty is in shock
  • “Uh, you called about your pet rabbit?”
  • Bitty focuses, explains what happened (not that he knows much)
  • The vet introduces himself as Jack, invites Bitty back while he looks at Bun
  • Jack is staring in concentration at Bun
  • Which gives Bitty a good chance to stare at Jack
  • After a few tests, Jack concludes that Bun probably jumped off something or landed funny, she has a slight fracture but nothing that won’t heal
  • He gets a little cast on her leg and asks Bitty to leave her there until the next day so he can keep an eye on her just in case
  • Bitty mentions he’s afraid of what might happen when he takes her home because he’s the only one there and out a lot for work
  • At his bakery
  • “Wait do you know Larissa? I think she goes there a lot?”
  • Bitty does in fact know Larissa (well, she had said to call her Lardo) (Bitty is probably going to have to ask about her cute vet friend, get some deets)
  • Jack says Bitty could leave Bun at the clinic for an extra few days to make sure she won’t get into trouble
  • Bitty hates to leave her but decides it’s probably for the best
  • He stops back the next day with pastries and coffee as a thank you
  • But Jack isn’t there because he’s out on a house call
  • Bitty is disappointed but can’t figure out how to stay without looking like a creep
  • Anyways this goes on for a few days
  • Bitty is finally allowed to take Bun home when Jack is sure she can’t hurt herself again
  • Jack goes “uh I left the number on the forms in case you need it again?”
  • Bitty knows the vet number
  • That is decidedly not the vet number
  • Bitty calls later that day just to say hi
  • They end up together, to no one’s surprise
  • Bun stars on the show a few times
  • Even makes it into the theme a few seasons later when Bitty and Jack have moved in together
  • Bitty makes special snacks for people that have to work the late shift
  • Everyone loves it
  • The end