elizabethgoudge:

egberts:

companies really have got to be okay with stagnant profits. what is wrong with earning the same amount every year? why does it always have to be more? it’s not sustainable. there are only so many people on the planet you can profit from 😭

This is the thing. If there are only so many people they can profit from, and they demand to see profits go up every year, they will have to steal more out of the pockets of the little people each year, either by paying less, or by charging more. And that is the problem. Because that is exactly what is happening. And the rich get richer. And the poor are getting so poor that it is coming to a crisis point. They seem to have forgotten what happens at the crisis point though: people who have nothing to lose, will rise up and fight.

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bunjywunjy:

10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1.

AAAND WE HAVE LIFTOFF!

HAPPY MOON LANDING DAY!!!

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miggylol:

The closest furries ever came to mainstream acceptance was when audiences watched Beauty & the Beast (1991) and collectively went “hmm. bad. turn him back.” when the human prince appeared

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littlegreenhouseplant:

Sleeping with the window open while it’s raining reblog if you agree

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aranock:

chrispineofficial:

chrispineofficial:

chrispineofficial:

can people with harry potter urls just not fucking follow me

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the way i am losing followers over this. GOOD. bye

If people somehow don’t understand why they shouldn’t have Harry Potter URLs at this point, somehow, then watch this video Jessie Gender and I did.

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I’m on tumblr using mobile firefox so I probably won’t see whatever they did to the dash for weeks but they did move stuff around in the menu and muscle memory keeps sending me to my inbox instead of where I want to go

the-evil-clergyman:

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Circe Offering the Cup to Ulysses by John William Waterhouse (1891)

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becomedog:

people with medical issues are not “putting a strain on the medical system”. that’s what the medical system is for. yes this includes people with substance use related medical issues and other people considered “undeserving” of help

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vehan-tikkun-olam-and-stuff:

roach-works:

trollprincess:

comicgeekscomicgeek:

athelind:

animentality:

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Fuck Around and Find Out

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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.

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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.

“safety regulations are … written in the blood of those who split their knuckles and screamed their throats raw for a better world.”

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it’s wild how different my body and brain feel on days when I roll out of bed and start working or slothing immediately vs days I roll out of bed and go to the gym or to hike first and by different I mean oh ffffffuuuuuuck everyone was right about exercise this whole time gdi

goodgrammaritan:

emmajanereading:

porcupine-girl:

I was showing my class that, contrary to popular belief, divorce rates aren’t at an all-time high but actually peaked in the 80s. When I asked them why they thought divorce rates went up so quickly in the 60s-70s, none of them could guess. One guy thought it might be because of all the “free love,” drugs, etc but I told him it wasn’t all hippies getting divorces. Not a single one of them had any idea just how hard it was for women to leave an abusive marriage before the late 1960s at the earliest.

In the late 90s, having secured a permanent and full-time position as a teacher, I applied for a car loan. During the conversation with the credit union rep I was told that I was a risk because I might get married within the 5 year loan period (with the unspoken implication that if this hypothetical marriage were to occur it would immediately result in my becoming a housewife) and that, not entirely linked to the possibility of nuptials, I might also get pregnant (and again, be rendered incapable of paid work.)

I was dumbstruck.

My parents had to go guarantors for the loan. My freaking parents.

I was in my mid-20s. I had a well-paying, secure job. I was single with zero intent to marry, and even if it had been on the cards it sure as fuck wouldn’t have been to the sort of person who would immediately insist I quit my job and stay at home.

But apparently, the fact that I was a woman overshadowed all of that stuff. That single factor meant I was a risky prospect and had to get my parents to back me.

It was absolute bullshit.

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I’ve bought two cars in my life, with my own money for the down payment, with financing already secured from my bank, and with all my research already done so all that was needed was matching me to the right car in inventory and signing the paperwork. the first was in about 2005 when I was in my mid-twenties with a full time retail management job. the second was in 2019, with a full time corporate job, a mortgage, and a credit rating over 800.

both times i had to take my father with me to the dealership to even have a salesman take me seriously 🤡

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