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grace ( the coolest girl in the world)

[spyder-on-the-wall]

🕷️Dr.Spectre🕷️

[mondo-grosso]

[sobcat]

tomorrow I'll do the possible

[weltenwellen]

Buttercream Joy Sullivan

[stuckinapril]

I’ve been thinking a lot ab this

[stuckinapril]

[kosmogrl]

[fr0gheart]

constantly realizing that parents will get mad and move on do whatever dumb shit u wanna do

[kosmogrl]

[geniesujin]

monet

[fr0gheart]

@largoradio

[fr0gheart]

being ugly IS a form of resistance

[fr0gheart]

i love going to jazz bars and meeting new people and i LOVEEEEE KISSING

[robertreich]

Today I start my ninth decade on earth. It’s astounding and distressing, but I suppose it’s better than the alternative. In his latter years, my father would always answer my weekly phone question, “How are you, Dad?” with a brisk “Still here!” Several of my joints ache, I can’t remember shit, I can no longer do 20 pushups at a clip, several good friends have passed, my bald spot is claiming more territory, and I can’t hear very well (especially in restaurants). But, hey, I’m still here. And hardly alone. All 1946 boomers still here are turning 80. More babies were born in 1946 than in any other year of American history up to then. Dolly Parton is one. She has been 80 since January 19 of this year. I still haven’t met her. Meeting her has been on my bucket list for six decades. She’s my height. We have similar values. I’ve been in love with her since I was 15, but so far, zilch. When I was a small boy, my grandma Frances was courted by a man named Jack Hirsch, who was then 80. I had never before encountered someone as old as Jack. I was scared to speak loudly in his presence, or sneeze, or cough, for fear he’d fall over and die. I remember thinking he could be Methuselah (who, according to the Bible, lived until the ripe old age of 969). What happens after you hit a ripe old age? Do you ripen until you rot? Three score and ten is the number of years of life set out in the Bible. Modern technology and Big Pharma add at least a decade, bringing us 1946 boomers to where we are now. Yesterday I ran into a former student who upon seeing me exclaimed, “You look great!” I thanked her even though she was probably just being polite. An elderly friend once told me there were four ages to life: youth, middle age, old age, and “You look great.” I’m now in the fourth stage. My wish for you is that you have a long lifespan and a long health-span, that you relish every day you have, spend time with people you love and value, let go of all the petty crap, wish no one ill (except perhaps Trump), and continue to fight for what’s good and noble and important. And regardless of your age, my thanks to you for joining me on this journey. (By the way, you look great.)

[stuckinapril]

This is actually so real

[stuckinapril]

This may sound preachy, but if you’re in your teens or 20s please take care to develop the habit of speaking positively about people behind their backs. Gossip is unavoidable, and yes it does allow people to bond, and yes some people deserve to be shit talked. But I think being negative about things is literally just nature, whereas trying to be positive about things and people is a quality you have to be very intentional about . If this does not apply to you, good for you. But for most people I think it does. Im not lauding toxic positivity so much as saying that if there’s space to speak positively about someone behind their back, it’s better to take that route.

[thebellekeys]

"i do not dream of labour" is one of the worst pseudo-marxist taglines that western leftists have co-opted because when you ask them what they do dream of, they say traveling, studying, and creating art. broski, who's flying the plane to take you to prague? who's the security at the library with the texts you're studying? who are the clerks in the museum showcasing your art? like bro, you do dream of labour. you just dream of someone else doing it so you don't have to! you merely want to outsource the labour and make it invisible.

[estrellasrojas]

I don’t think this does away with the legitimacy of the basic sentiment that work shouldn’t be the point of life to be honest, it just shows that class society has always made that dream a reality for a few while condemning the many to endless toil. What’s new about capitalism is that we don’t even need to do this to maintain a large scale global society at this point. Work is no longer central to life for millions of people in the world who are thrown out of the workforce by automation or who are forced to make their living in nonsense careers that have the sole function of accelerating the circulation of commodities and money through wasteful consumerism. Yet nevertheless working society gets on without them just fine, and can even produce enough to sustain them as dependents on social assistance. Since the 1940s most mass working class movements in industrialized countries have been in opposition to the centrality of work, and even the welfare rights movement for example is about this since it’s critiquing the fact that people can only “earn” their right to live by working for money yet at the same time there aren’t good jobs available for everyone. After experiencing mass disruption to the workforce during the pandemic, seeing how many jobs didn’t actually count as “essential workers,” and now seeing just how many people can be unemployed while the system continues to work, wouldn’t poor people demanding that their needs come before the imperative to work have a revolutionary meaning today? I think there’s a real distinction between this sort of refusal of labor and the middle class one you’re describing, even if both find a recuperating institutional outlet in consumer culture

[casceth]

dont retreat emotionally. people like you and want you around. they like to talk to you, and you genuinely matter. you have to trust this through the hard times so you can get to the better times without sabotaging yourself. you are worth loving