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A lot of adulthood is shouting “AUGH MY LAUNDRY” hours after you put it in the washer/dryer and running to go fetch it
oh shit my laundry
reblog to save someone’s laundry
this is a companion post to the “don’t forget your made tea and its getting cold” one
also you’re probably cooking something right now
you know what? you’re so fucking right.
go here u guys
I LOVE THAT THERE IS A WEBSITE TO CREATE YOUR OWN GREGORIAN CHANT
oh my god.
let me share a memory with y’all. it’s from i guess 1978 or thereabouts. it’s high summer. i don’t remember where my mom was driving me, in our avocado green chevette, i just know there was a traffic jam that turned 35w northbound into a parking lot from horizon to horizon.
picture it – wait, you don’t have to use your imagination, this happened all the damn time back then.
every one of those damn cars was burning leaded gasoline. there were no emissions regulations. there were no safety regulations. there were just thousands and thousands of detroit steel shoeboxes belching visible smoke as they idled, engines loud and hot, here and there a radiator giving up in the heat, a cloud of burning oil rising.
i, a smeet of five or six, was choking on toxic smog.
i reckon it was about a half hour into the traffic jam that i first threw up. i remember a blinding headache, i remember being confused, i remember dry heaving with my arms and head hanging out the window, the green metal of the car burning my hands and my chin. i don’t remember passing out, but i’m told i lost consciousness before mom was able to get to an off-ramp, because there were no emergency lanes on the highways back then.
i lived. and life went on. what were we going to do, complain? if i’d died, the cause of death probably would’ve been recorded as heatstroke, not carbon monoxide poisoning.
i know i’m probably preaching to the choir here on tumblr. but i really wish i could tell that story to the people who think deregulation is no big deal. i wish they’d put themselves in my mom’s shoes.
or even just look at some old pictures, then look out the window.
ever notice how cityscapes used to have that orange tint and hazy aura? yeah, that’s poison gas.
remember how the mississippi river used to be a stinking soup of baby-shit yellow sludge covered with disturbingly stiff rafts of light orange foam?
i can’t even find pictures of the sludge and foam, i guess they didn’t end up on the internet. the smell was indescribable. that oily shimmer. the reek of dead things. people didn’t boat on the river for pleasure; it smelled too bad, it was too ugly, and you could get super super sick if you touched the water.
and now look at it.
i still wouldn’t want to drink it, but if i fell in i wouldn’t bolt for the shower in a panic, you know?
if the thieving billionaires get their way, we can kiss those sailboats goodbye, and learn the smell of toxic foam once more. the ultra-rich won’t even feel the extra money, they’ve already got more than they could ever touch, they just stash it in offshore accounts to rot, but the rest of us will return to a time of neverending nausea and weird cancers. a time when every elementary school class had at least one kind who’d been born with no fingers or their heart outside their body, and this was just… the way things were.
i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to longpost. it’s just. god. y’all have no idea how CLEAN everything is now, compared to when i was a kid. and these rich old men are counting on that, on people not knowing or not remembering how bad it was before regulation, not realizing how much we need these protections until it’s too late.
The tols Vs. The smols
So what you’re saying is…in order to be a part of the dark side you must be above 6 feet tall?
You must be THIS tall to Join the Dark Side.
proof
now this makes so much sense
Originally posted by destroythesith
IT KEEPS CHECKING OUT
So, I had a sudden horrible thought and
*scREAMING*
I honestly can’t help but feel like this was planned.
I bet if Finn ever met Anakin’s force ghost they could bond over how much they hate fuckin sandy desert hellhole wasteland junkyard planets.
This isn’t because Burger King is nicer in Denmark. It’s the law, and the US is actually the only so-called “developed” country that doesn’t mandate jobs provide a minimum amount of paid vacation, sick leave, or both.
kinda debunks that claim that they can’t afford to pay their workers those sort of wages and still make a profit
Its corporate greed, plain and simple.
It is the same in Sweden. It is so funny every time an american company opens up offices here and then tries to do it the american way and all the unions go “I don’t think so”.
Like when Toys ‘r Us opened in sweden 1995.
They refused to sign on to the union deals that govern such things as pay/pension and vacation in Sweden. Most of our rights are not mandated by law (we don’t have a minimum wage for example) but are made in voluntary agreements between the unions and the companies.
But they refused, saying that they had never negotiated with any unions anywhere else in the world and weren’t planning to do it in Sweden either.
Of course a lot of people thought it was useless fighting against an international giant, but Handels (the store worker’s union) said that they could not budge, because that might mean that the whole Swedish model might crumble. So they went on strike in the three stores that the company had opened so far.
Cue a shitstorm from the press, and from right wing politicians. But the members were all for it, and other unions started doing sympathy actions. The teamsters refused to deliver goods to their stores, the financial unions blockaded all economical transactions regarding Toys ‘r Us and the strike got strong international support as well, especially in the US.
In the end, Toys ‘r Us caved in, signed the union deal, and thus their employees got the same treatment as Swedish store workers everywhere.
The right to be treated as bloody human beings and not disposable cogs in a machine.
and that story right there? is exactly why Republicans in the US work so hard to bust unions. it’s because unionizing WORKS and they’re terrified of workers actually having some power.
It makes me despair for Americans that so many of us are so fucking ignorant of how badly we’re treated. People are proud of the fact that they manage to work three jobs to get by, without any understanding of the fact that they shouldn’t have to. But they’ve been sold a bill of goods that anyone who can’t hack it is a lazy freeloader taking “good people’s” taxes like a thief.
It’s almost as if the country was born to abusive parents, and has never known any other life, so it can’t imagine not being abused….
WalMart is famously anti-Union. In the UK WalMart owns Asda. Now at first they tried to pull the same anti-union bullshit they do in the States but you can’t do that over here. Now not only do Asda employees get to join unions there is an entire union dedicated to them.
Everyone can help with at least one of these things.
1. Call Out The U.N., make sure they direct their efforts toward this cause
2. Support the International Organization For Migration (IOM).
3. Fight the “root causes” of slavery and trafficking
4. Hold social media companies accountable
According to the IOM, smugglers have previously used Facebook Live to broadcast videos of imprisoned migrants in Libya to send these videos to migrants’ family members as a way of extorting money for their release. The IOM is asking social media companies to ban the use of their services for the sharing of these types of videos. You can also write to Facebook, and have this stopped.
5. Donate to global anti-slavery companies
6. Help raise awareness!
7. Shop slave free
Atlanta is in the top 3 across the world for sex trafficking. Sad but true
i sincerely just got an e-mail alert from fanfiction.net letting me know that a draco/hermione fic i subscribed to in the tenth fucking grade just updated for the first time in six years and it really feels like my devastatingly uncool fifteen-year-old self just traveled through time to punch me in the face
Reblog for that ancient WIP you still hold out hope for updating today.
There was a bunny at Lowes today eating all the flowers
haha u go lil bun fight the power
live the dream, small friend
a criminal
“so ma’am, how would you like to pay today? cash or check?”
every year around christmas me and my grandma play this fun family game called “maybe you want to put jesus in your room instead, sweetie? :)”. now, it’s important to note that the jesus referred to in our game is not actually the real jesus christ, but instead a wooden figure i made in 2011 that has an uncanny resemblance to the lord and savior himself
so what happens is that i place jesus in our living room, and my grandma smiles and asks me if i don’t want to decorate my room with him instead. i ask her in return if she thinks my jesus figure is ugly (which he is), but she reassures me that this is not the case. however, a couple of days later jesus mysteriously disappears from our living room, and appear in my room instead
now, the real jesus christ might have been able to perform a miracle like this, but please remember that the jesus in our story is only a figure made out of wood. he can not move on his own, so i think we can safely say that my grandma is the prime suspect here
the first year i would often confront my grandma about this, but she would always make up an excuse and never straight up tell me she moved him because he’s so ugly it’s an embarrassment to the family
eventually i grew tired of her lies, so now we only move jesus around in silence. one second he’s in the living room, the next he’s back in my room. in a way i think this adds an extra element of excitement to the holiday season, because you never know for sure when jesus is going to be moved again
and so it begins..
i was not fucking ready for this photograph
always reblog
me @ very talkative cats: i love you so much. please continue your story. tell me about your day. i love you
Me @ cats who are not very talkative: this is okay. I am so happy just like spending time with you. You only have to talk if you want to. I love you.
It’s “Make the Yuletide Gay” not “Make the Yuletide Straight”
Every fucking year, it’s always something.
Republicans are only happy when they’re miserable about something
ironically, it’s very clear the right wing assholes in the world who are “Desperately looking for something to get offended by”
They can call us “Special Snowflakes” all they want but we never made national news by getting SO enraged over a fucking coffee cup that people reported on it
