Imagine you woke up one day to find several years had gone by in a blink. Maybe you were in a coma. Maybe you were in cryo-sleep. Maybe you angered a witch (it’s probably that one). Whatever: If you had a job and a place to live, you don’t anymore. Your friends have probably moved on. You feel out of place in the world. Oh, also, you have a giant tattoo on your forehead that says “desk-shitter,” because you shit on a witch’s desk, buddy – not a good move. That’s pretty much the same situation inmates are in, right after they’re released from prison: Not only adrift, but with stigma attached. Luckily, there are people who help. We spoke to “Carla,” who used to work at a correctional facility designed to assist inmates preparing for life on the outside.
One popular way to end up at Carla’s facility was to “serve more than 10 years in a state correctional facility and apply or be recommended to transition and finish your sentence early,” Carla told us. That includes legitimate murderers and psychopaths, who were absolutely not ready to re-enter society.
“When there’s a psychopathic rapist on the second floor and his file says ‘episodes triggered by ponytail hairstyle,’ don’t forget to bun your hair before bed check because he’s a fast motherfucker,” Carla says. “Some of them tried to kill me, [including a] neo-Nazi who constantly threatened to kill me until he knocked up a black stripper with twins and I helped her sign up for public assistance.”
But not even he was as memorable as the honest-to-God axe-murderer.
“A woman of faith is a woman worth having. She won’t ask you to do evil, in order to hurt other people she dislikes. She will guide you to become a better person. She will have boundaries and integrity so she can build faithful and strong children. She will love God and serve him through her actions. She will correct you, pray for you and do what is necessary for you to understand what you have done wrong. Not to beat you down, but in order to lift you up so you can be an honourable man and right with the Lord. She loves God and serves him through word and actions. She is difficult to obtain because you have to let go of your pride and pain because she doesn’t think she is better than you. She just wants you to be better than her so she can be pulled along toward heaven also. She is the one person you never thought you would meet and the only person you believe exists for you.”
Props to Trevor Noah though for putting up with a mountain of cognitive dissonance.
“[Blaming both sides] is a remarkable phenomenon in which the victim and his tormentor become transfixed on the same scale of moral culpability. Through this process, the former becomes stigmatized; the latter absolved. […] Throughout history, [blaming both sides] has long served oppressors and their defenders as politically correct pretense to deflect responsibility and blame. For far too many others, it is simply a convenient crutch to cop out of confrontation and remain apathetic. On the choice between supporting the oppressed or excusing and enabling their oppressors, I choose the former.”
Where Clarke? Where? Because if I remember correctly, HE was the elected Chancellor, meaning the people’s choice since Jaha. HE was the one the people were rallying behind. HE was the one the people wanted. And if canon serves me correct, wasnt it JAHA and ABBY who lead the people down the ALIE path. I’m sorry but the writers need to brush up on continuity.
This item from Harry’s house is a wine decanting cradle. You are correct. It can be used for wine or port. It serves a duel purpose as a bottle is placed on it and left to rest for (at least) a couple of hours to allow the sediment to collect on one side of the bottle. It also ensures a steady rate of flow so you won’t stir up the sediments as you pour the wine. When disturbing the sediments, you get less wine out of the bottle. This is of particular importance for older/vintage wines (which is most likely what Harry would have) as these can form plenty of sediment over the years. A version as elaborate as the one Harry has would be ideal for older vintage wine as it allows for a delicate pour with the greatest amount of control. In the bottom picture you can see why/how a cradle is used.
A filter might also be used to further separate sediment. It’s also the more traditional way of doing it, which is very ‘Harry’. The ‘cup’ off to the backside of the bottle is used to hold a candle (again, the traditional way of doing it) to create back lighting to help you see through the bottle/what you’re doing while pouring so you’re not doing it too quickly and stirring the sediments up. They come in a variety of styles and are quite lovely and included pics of some to give you an idea. Versions similar to what’s in the movie are easy to find online if you want to ‘Harry’ up your life a bit. Hope this helps!
It takes a practiced hand and my headcanon of Harry using one of these is priceless! Love the thought of Harry teaching Eggsy this/how to use it for if he’s ever at a dinner party and/or must fake being serving staff while on a mission!
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You were not supposed to mind too much. It was enough to be assured that such things no longer happened, that mistakes had been made but were now corrected. It served no purpose to look back. It did no good to toss in bed in your elegant apartment and remember the ways you’d helped give horror its showbiz smile, its interludes of song and dance.
and furthermore the prosecution stipulates that the defendant’s innermost thoughts will be pixellated to prevent violation of his constitutional rights against self-incrimination.
in addition if at any time during these proceedings the defendant determines that he is unable to live with himself any longer he will be afforded the unrestricted use of an interrogation room furnished with a table a chair and a pistol loaded with a single bullet.
in the event that the defendant chooses not to invoke the above escape clause he will receive a sentence of exactly 20 years to be served in a federal correctional facility of the state’s choosing. the defendant may reduce this sentence at a rate of 1 year per private citizen and 2 years per current or former federal or state official convicted of a felony charge as the result of the defendant’s truthful or perjured testimony.
if within two years of conviction the defendant has through the use of the previously outlined deductions reduced his sentence to zero he will be awarded his choice of one of the following special incentives: a guest spot on dancing with the stars, america’s got talent or i’m a celebrity get me the fuck out of here, or, alternatively, he may choose to enter into an 18-month relationship with an unmarried jenner / kardashian of his choosing. In addition he will receive detailed directions as to where he can go to get his reputation back.
the defendant is admonished to never never ever breathe a word not a sigh nevermore to whimper.
in sum and conclusion to wit and dear god bless you all and god bless the fear and greatsome nation of freedonia land of the brave and free from all eenie meenie i cant get no little town of put the weight on mr clean will turn turn onward christian soldiers rule the waves my country tis of pancho needs your ask not what i have a dream we will bury you under the boardwalk dont let the sun take me disappearing off to work we summertime is the cruelest month i wanna hold your best minds of i promise to do my party and i’ll do what lucy got some splainin on a boat on a river they call the rising as the world turns some 38 minutes ago small step for extremism in defense of liberty died in the cause of let me say this about that on the good ship just an okie chasing rabbits and the dormouse in your head the red-feathered trees along the ridgeline pulsing their leafy bellies in soft puffs and arcing across the red-strewn stream the dockhouse the flame-haired girl the gloss black hull sliding past the varnished boards and i stepped onto the deck and i turned to look back at goodbye.
Yes, i do know I’m late for the freeday. But it’s here and that’s what counts. right? Anyways, all I know is that I’ll still be writing lots of Voltron even after klance week is over - I mean, look at this ship! how could I not?!
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Summary: Working at Starbucks for over a year was sure to give Keith his fair share of stumbles with peculiar people. However, during his year, he’d never seen anyone as dramatic. And what sort of idiot called - to Keith’s personal number - at two in the morning, asking for coffee. (coffee shop Au.)
Of all things that could have happened, Keith guessed the actual outcome wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Considering how exhausting his day had been, and just how impertinent the customer was, quite a variety of things could have happened. Keith was just glad all he did was serve the wrong drink and misspell the correct name.
Having worked at Starbucks for over a year, Keith had his fair share of embarrassment. Most of the customers, however, never quite reacted this way. While the majority normally smiled tightly and uncomfortably, proclaiming to be alright, a few came with their own fatigue, and were in no mood for that, thus snapping at Keith.
Keith wasn’t really bothered by this; He was normally exasperated of his day - there was no point in holding a grudge against something he would have done himself if in different positions. That would be it and then Keith would move on for the rest of the day, stealing yearning glances at the clock hung far wall as he waited for his freedom.
University work already stole most of his day, and the job only served to shorten it drastically.
This occasion was peculiar, however, and the customer seemed to be adamant on his case.
“I asked for a caramel macchiato with coconut milk and two shots of espresso, but you guys gave me this! That’s not what I want!” Keith could feel his eyebrows twitching in annoyance only from watching this person throw their arms up, flailing as Shiro tried to calm him down.
“And not only that,” He continued, “But you all misspelled my name! It’s Lance, not Lannance!”
“I’m sorry,” Shiro apologized, smiling nervously at all the stares he received from his other visitors. “Just make your order again. We’ll be more attentive towards it and your name, alright?”
“Uh, no,” Lance glared, peering over Shiro’s shoulder onto the barista tasked with composing the drinks. “I request to personally speak to the one who committed this atrocity.”
Despite the number of attempts, it was evident Shiro would not convince this man to leave. With an apologetic cringe, Shiro craned his head back to Keith, chuckling sheepishly.
Keith, having heard the exchange, simply rolled his eyes and cursed under his breath, proceeding to join Shiro at his side.
Waving at his friend as an indication to return to other customers, Keith wiped his hand on the towel in hand, then placed it aside as he leaned on the bar.
“Yes?” He asked, his eyes boring into the other’s.
The young man crossed his arms with a huff.
“Not only did you misspell my name, but you also gave me the wrong drink.”
Keith hummed in half-hearted acknowledge. “And why did you not simply remake the request?”
Lance seemed almost baffled.
“Because,” Lance but hissed. “You misspelled my name.”
Okay so we all know nagisa is looking to be a pretty badass teacher, but imagine if he used his 3e status to completely upstage or troll his students…
Exhibit A: So some of them are talking about their favourite manga and collectively it happens to be written by fuwa (anime only watchers Fuwa does start writing manga in the manga if my memory serves correct)
Now it will either be about 3e in which case nagisa can perfectly guess the plot despite its unpredictability or if not he specifically asks fuwa for spoilers so he seems like a God to his students and they’ll be incredibly frustrated and impressed.
He’d also drop bombshells at random but appropriate times…
So he’ll be walking down the corridor and overhears a conversation about a show kayano was in… and nagisa would just step in and say ‘I kissed her once’ and leave shocking everyone there
Or he overhears people talking about dream dates and someone mentions a ‘space date’ and they’re really confused why he starts talking abiut a red haired boy in the news and someone says ‘karma akabane?’
And nagisa says ‘yeah him my favourite date today is when we hijacked the ISS together, it was so romantic…’ and just abruptly leaves the classroom
And of course his phone would be idolised as well… maybe an early release from itonas company which no one realises until its released to the masses…
It will also contain ritsu so when someone shows off with siri or the equivalent ritsu hacks into their phone in around a second…
And lets sayhis phone rings in class and he answers it naturally one of them is going to ask
KID: who was that
NAGISA: suguya kosuke
ARTY KID(s): whaaaaaatttt?
NAGISA: he was jconfirming that he’d help in next weeks art lessons
ARTY KID: *almost dies*
Basically nagisa being absolutely amazing and trying to shock his students constantly…
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we always come up against the virtuism of the one who wills the truth: one of his favorite occupations is the distribution of wrongs, he renders responsible, he denies innocence, he accuses and judges life, he denounces appearance … . He wants life to become virtuous, to correct itself and to correct appearance, for it to serve as the way to the other world.
Okay, yes, Hiram did try to kill Dana. Yes, he shouldn’t have tried thate. Yes, it was a major dick move. But this is Night Vale we’re talking about. Literally everything and anything in the town - including the people - can and will try to kill you. Hell, Leanne Hart almost killed Maureen, and Cecil’s even indirectly killed few interns. If memory serves correct, I think Finknor even stated that one of the original main themes of the show was that in Night Vale you can die in all sorts of ways, but you still go about life as casually as you. And, also, the fact still remains that Hiram didn’t kill Dana. And he’s still being put to death.
And want to know the worst part about Hiram’s death sentence? Cecil described his reaction to it. Sure, Cecil’s described plenty of deaths, but he’s never reported anyone’s reaction to the knowledge that they’re going to die. And, honestly, if Hiram does die, that just makes everything more tragic because we now know how he felt. Everyone remember how he reacted?
“Hiram’s heads responded in ways as different as their personalities.
Green, of course, roared and spat out a stream of fire unlike any ever seen from him before – white in its pure heat.
Gold nodded gravely, a politician politically accepting bad news.
Blue didn’t react visibly at all.
Gray slumped and curled into his own long neck, a look of supreme dejection on his reptilian features.”
“Green continued to roar, and for the first time, there was a hard spine of anguish within the pulse of his anger.
Gray sobbed loudly and unashamed.
Gold, still nodding at the court with a politician’s poker face, surprised himself by throwing up – and, in doing so, gave up the pretense of geniality. He, too, began to sob.”
if my research has served me correct, numbers is signing that he’s fine & wrench ofc signs that he isn’t (nothing too serious but he isn’t “"fine”“)
happened on some of their first gigs so numbers didn’t wanna be too much trouble right off the bat. wrench isn’t annoyed that numbers is hurt, but that he’s downplaying stuff that could hamper their job.