Whiskey in a Teacup

Registered Nurse • ICU • Ginger • Mom • Dancer • Crossfitter • Colorado transplant • Owner and rocker of a very large justice complex • Sucks at selfies, taking out the trash, and bringing in the mail • Craver of knowledge • Admitted hippie • Lover of dark beers, strong martinis, and people • Enamored of all things dark and beautiful

[sjflkansdfljaslsd-deactivated20]

[unicorn-of-mischief]

Shit, now I’m crying…🥹

[dduane]

Here’s a man with his priorities properly in place.

[jspark3000]

“I want to remind us all that art is dangerous.”

— Toni Morrison, at the Stellar Adler Studio of Acting, 2016

[liberalsarecool]

Politicians without empathy are identifying with billionaires over We The People.

The Class War is built on this moral disconnect.

[liberalsarecool]

Get millionaires beholden to billionaires out of politics.

[noodlegirl-googlyeyes]

gonna be honest. no number of iced beverages can save me at this point

[plaidadder]

All Over But The Shouting

So please understand that I am freaking out as much about the intentional corruption and dismantling of the US Postal Service as anyone. More, probably. 

And yet, it’s perhaps worth pointing out that what this tells you is that in a certain sense, the election has already happened. Everyone already knows how they’re voting. There are not a lot of undecided people in this country at this point. The one real unknown still hanging out there–Biden’s choice of running mate–has been decided. And it’s pretty clear that in terms of how people have already decided to vote, Buttercup has lost. Who wants another four fucking years of THIS?

So really, instead of a presidential campaign, what we’re going to see in the next few months is a fight over vote suppression. Biden is going to campaign and all, but what really matters is whether we can protect the system well enough to actually have a legitimate election accurately counted. If we can, then Buttercup loses. If we can’t, then he wins.

This post is brought to you by my visiting FiveThirtyEight and looking at their presidential election forecast and thinking, “You know what? This doesn’t tell me anything useful.”

Here’s the American Postal Workers’ Union page about how to save the post office. It has some suggestions.

@#$! this. I mean I know corrupt governments don’t work. But I guess I never thought this country could get this broken this fast.

[dduane]

(sigh) This.

[dduane]

Re the statues...

“But we’ll have no statues left!” We’ll have all the good ones left, like the chess playing octopus of Hastings pic.twitter.com/tk4GixmYBj

[sunfoundation]

[canisfamiliaris]

Is Junk Food Really Cheaper?

The answer is NO.

The “fact” that junk food is cheaper than real food has become a reflexive part of how we explain why so many Americans are overweight, particularly those with lower incomes. I frequently read confident statements like, “when a bag of chips is cheaper than a head of broccoli …” or “it’s more affordable to feed a family of four at McDonald’s than to cook a healthy meal for them at home.”

(via sunfoundation)

[alithea]

this bullshit fills me with a very specific kind of rage. so, TIME TO DEBUNK!

that meal from mcdonalds takes virtually no time to acquire AND is available almost anywhere.

the second meal? that “salad” is lettuce … with nothing else, not even dressing unless its just olive oil or some milk i guess? gross.

also thats the price of each serving, not an entire loaf of bread, a bottle of olive oil, etc. that stuff adds up which means you have to have a lot of money at one time to buy it all.

that meal probably took an hour and a half to make, which is a long fucking time when you work multiple jobs or are caring for a lot of people or dont have help! seriously, if you are a single parent of three who works, is spending an hour and a half every night preparing a meal a likely option?

same with beans and rice! also, you know whats a fucking bummer? eating beans and rice every night because you are poor. ask any person who has done it and they will tell you (you can start with me).

there is a “nutrition” argument here that lacks a follow up: poor people are more likely to be doing physical labor and need more than 571 calories per meal.

you know who is less likely to know how to bake or prepare a chicken? people without access to the internet, or libraries, or who werent taught how to by their parents because their parents worked all the time. access to healthy foods is a classist issue and classism is cyclical, you fucking morons.

seriously, these sorts of infographics make me want to fucking flip tables. do you know why people don’t eat more fresh fruits and vegetables? because fresh fruits and vegetables are expensive, because they take a long time to prepare, because they dont live near a grocery store that has a decent produce section, because they dont have reliable transportation to get groceries to and from the grocery store, because they dont have the energy to plan all of the shit that is involved in making healthy, intentional, filling, balanced meals. basically: poor people get fucked, and then we get BLAMED for being lazy.

eating “healthy”, aka access to fresh fruits and vegetables, is a privilege, first, foremost, always. so fuck you new york times and your ignorant goddamn infographic.

there are SYSTEMATIC REASONS that we do not have equal access to fresh fruits and vegetables. they are very REAL problems. besides, you know, systematic poverty in america, the total mis-distribution of farm subsidies is a perfect place to start. read about that, then either get bent or start working on the actual problem.

[daywatch]

In which fad dieters forget about the dollar menu

[wilwheaton]

“Driving these protests is one more proof that Trump is a president without a shred of commitment to the oath of office, the country he claims to serve, or any American citizen not named Ivanka. He wants what he wants, and damn the toll in lives and treasure. He’s not worried that these protests could get out of hand—he’s counting on it.”

— Trump Leads Pro-Plague States of America to a COVID-19 Civil War

[runcibility]

In 2016, everyone was taking online personality quizzes to find out what superhero, Disney princess, or 90s sitcom character you were. I took one of these myself (I'm Batman, if you were wondering)....

In 2016, everyone was taking online personality quizzes to find out what superhero, Disney princess, or 90s sitcom character you were. I took one of these myself (I’m Batman, if you were wondering).

In 2017, the fad suddenly vanished. Then we found out Cambridge Analytica had been using online personality tests to secretly mine user data and create personality profiles to divide Democrats against each other, manipulate swing voters, and help elect Trump.

Now it’s 2020, and suddenly these quizzes are back. And I see even many of my most politically astute friends are taking them. If we’re not going to learn from the past, I guess we deserve whatever we get.

https://www.facebook.com/apiper/posts/10157287692029232

[aqueerkettleofish]

While we’re on the subject….

Your birthdate and month will get you your stripper name AND tell the whole world information that can be used to steal your identity.  Same for quizzes that ask about your first pet, the street you grew up on, etc. A couple of years ago I started working on a parody of those quizzes, where it was your mother’s maiden name, and a different value for each of the last four digits of your SSN, but decided not to finish it because some jackass would reblog it unironically.

[roguetelemetry]

the internet is fun

[wilwheaton]

For most of my adult life, I was a total Clark Kent Truther. There was no way, I figured, that just putting on glasses would make Superman disappear.

Then, one year at ComicCon, I bought a fake mustache, for a joke, and put it on OVER MY REAL MUSTACHE. In literally seconds, people stopped looking at me, and I vanished into the crowd.

Before I put on the fake mustache, I was getting stopped by people who recognized me from one thing or another about every fifty feet. Once I put on the fake mustache, I walked all the way across the vendor hall floor, out into the line area for Hall H, and all the way to the Bayfront, without a single person paying any attention to me, at all.

I was so wrong about Clark Kent and Superman, and now I’m not going to tell you what my secret identity is, but I will tell you he looks almost *exactly* like me.

[sailorfailures]

You’ve heard of elf on the shelf, now get ready for

[dduane]

HER I could cope with. But the elf is way too creepy.

[dduane]

Via @ThatChrisA on Twitter: at Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker: cosplaying Mandalorian with baby Yoda and little tiny popcorn bucket. :)

[humansofnewyork]

“He’s starting to be less dependent, but so far it’s been pretty relentless and repetitive.  A lot of changing diapers and feeding.  The same mundane task over and over again.  It can be exhausting and depersonalizing.  Dad will be staying home and I’m returning to work full time.  I’m an emergency room doctor, and that’s where I think I’m most useful to the world.  It’s great to be back.  If some people love parenting, that’s very lucky.  There are certainly moments when it’s wonderful.  But to believe motherhood is the most important job in the world, you’d have to believe your child is the most important person in the world.” (Rome, Italy)

[humansofnewyork]

(3/3)  “I never tell the story to anyone.  I find it shameful.  I find it pitiful.  When I finally escaped, the man said to me: ‘I hope you’ll forgive me for what I’ve done to your life.’  But honestly his soul is not my problem.  I’ve done everything I can to forget those years.  I think you have only one duty in life.  You stand up and you go.  No matter what happens: I will buy a dress, I will color my hair, I’ll put on my lipstick, and I’ll go out and meet people.  After I got my papers, the first thing I did was enroll in French school.  I began to make friends.  I learned that people liked me.  I could make them laugh.  Can you imagine?  For ten years I hadn’t made anyone laugh.  I began to see that I wasn’t handicapped.  I wasn’t deformed.  I wasn’t broken.  I became a salesperson at a make-up store.  I was so good at it.  Number one in Europe for my company.  And I met a man who cares about me.  His name is Mark.  He’s super beautiful.  He’s bald.  I love bald.  I typed ‘bald’ into the dating site.  And he sincerely cares about me.  He’s given me home and family.  Twenty times a day he surprises me with something kind.  It took me three years to tell him about my past.  I didn’t want him to know that I’d lived through dramatic things.  I didn’t want to be a survivor.  I wanted to be delicate and feminine.  It’s my pleasure to be weak.  It’s my joy.  I cried for three days after I told him.  But he didn’t care at all.  My past didn’t bother him.  It only bothered him that I was crying.” (Paris, France)

[heavydirtysoul-24]

[dragon-in-a-fez]

“I don’t want you to be hopeful, I want you to feel fear” this girl is 43 levels of metal

[hydro-homies]

An Icon

[humansofnewyork]

“We’d get in these blowout fights whenever she asked me to stop drinking.  She’d try to tell me to slow down. Or that my behavior was ridiculous.  Or that she loved me and she wanted me to be healthy.  But it just seemed like she was trying to interfere with my life.  Your own selfishness becomes completely invisible when you’re that addicted.  And the more a person cares, the more they become an obstacle.  It’s horrible because you start hating them for loving you.  It would be so much easier to escape if nobody cared.  But somehow she stayed.  It’s hard to imagine why because she had every reason to go.  But this summer we’re getting married.  And I’ll be three years sober this April.”