I see you’re trapped in my gay and stupid maze again
Fuck Around and Find Out
We have regular doors on either side of revolving doors because 492 people died at the Cocoanut Grove in 1942. We have radar for air traffic control and the Federal Aviation Administration because two planes collided over the Grand Canyon in 1956. Natural gas smells like that because it didn’t before it blew up the New London school in 1937 and killed around 300 people. We have a LOT of fire safety rules because of the Triangle Shirtwaist factory fire. We have stronger cockpit doors because of 9/11 and stronger security for employees because of Pacific Southwest Flight 1771 and lighted aisles on planes because of Air Canada Flight 797.
I mean, that’s just off the top of my head after getting home from working twelve hours overnight. Two hundred and twelve episodes of @disasterarea-podcast, and nearly all of them involved the disaster in question spawning new regulations or rules to prevent the same thing from happening again.
actually i’d like to point out: we have safety regulations because people PROTESTED AND FOUGHT AND STRUCK AND DEMONSTRATED AND RAISED HELL. it took the bereaved families of those who died in the triangle shirtwaist factory years of campaigning for the government to pass regulations about fire and door locks. it took open warfare--the government was sending in troops, dropping bombs-- for miners in appalachia to get basic safety regulations. it takes parent groups and boycots and unions fighting cops in the street. it takes marches on washington. it takes a lot of journalism.
the government does nothing for the silent dead, the humble dead, the polite dead. a dead body is shoveled into the ground and forgotten by the next business quarter.
safety regulations are not written in the blood of silent, disposable victims. they’re written in the blood of those who split their knuckles and screamed their throats raw for a better world.
don’t ever underestimate the value of protest.
the government does nothing for the silent dead, the humble dead, the polite dead. a dead body is shoveled into the ground and forgotten by the next business quarter.
... Don't ever underestimate the power of protest.
[video by dangerbean55. caption: Times were tuff back den]
If we are mutuals know that there is a non zero chance I have referred to you as "a friend of mine" in Real Life
Sorry, not sorry.
You can't spell advertisements without putting semen between tits
God forbid Chippy do anything
YOU THINK I’M JOKING BUT I’M DEAD SERIOUS
one day this comic will reach a million notes and then i’m going to quit my job and become a couch
Huh? What’s this? I don’t remember ordering something that big.
Oh, it’s a sofa? I already have one, though…
Hang on, my job sent me this? Is this some sort of bonus or something?
Huh??? It’s empty?? Then why was it so heavy…
Oh hang on what’s this?
I’m not sure I can reach it…
Oh crap!!!!
Everyone who isn’t reblogging this version is a coward and a villain
