Don't Look Up... to Harvard

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Don't Look Up... to Harvard
oh my god
same energy
pt 3 of a continuing saga
the never ending story pt 4
making this a pentalogy apparently
Blaming random African aunties just feeding their families and not the billionaires literally setting the world on fire sure is something
Yeah alright
And even if you didn’t today.....
One day:
You’ll get the 100 roses. The hotel room decorated in rose petals and balloons and champagne. The expensive date with the amazing view. The bag of the year. The shoes everyone’s jealous of. The jewelry that sparkles the most. You’ll get the flowery delivery with the cutest note in the world. The surprise spa day or the out of the country trip. The pampering at the spa. The shopping spree. The good morning text with breakfast. The incredible sex. The envious dinner date. The biggest stuffed animal in the world. All the kisses, all the hugs, all the money and affection in the world. The baecation. The private island. The matching robes. The matching outfits. The opening of doors and legs. The princess treatment.
Until then.....
Manifest it. Welcome it. Because It’s yours.
SCIENCE TUMBLR, EXPLAIN!
Hello that is a touch lamp and basically it uses something called capacitors to turn off and on. Capacitors in touch lamps store charges and when those charges are altered, they activate an oscillator responsible for turning the lamp off and on.
Humans have what is called body capacitance; we can store tiny electrical charges in our bodies and use them to activate touch sensors (which is why your phone's touch screen works, too, and why it won't work if you're wearing cloth gloves that aren't conductive), for example, altering the charge in a capacitor like the one in this lamp.
The cat doesn't have enough body capacitance to set this lamp off, but it IS conductive enough to relay a human's charge. So when the human makes contact with the conductive bare skin of the cat's nose, their charge travels through the cat to the lamp through their toe bean, activating the lamp. Fur is not conductive, so it won't do it when the human just pets the cat.
This explanation was all very sensible until “toe bean” and I am giggling with pure delight XD
Black women in the 70s were so gorgeous it's not even funny.
Love Story, 2020
Gee I wonder how people are going to respond to being told they can’t go to parties and see family and friends by the government on one hand and being told they have to go to work every day including if they’re literally infected on the other. It’s almost as if America’s public health agencies and politicians have zero fucking credibility left.
✨ Currently Manifesting... ✨
Regular facials, manis, pedis, massages, Brazilian waxes, lash lifts. Glowing skin. Glowy makeup. Fluffy curls. Microshaded brows. Laser hair removal. Veneers. Subtle plastic surgery. Intoxicating perfumes. Shopping. Diamonds. Designer bags. Credit card rewards. International travel. Networking. Career certifications. Investing more. Brunch with the girls. Picnics. Farmers markets. Art galleries. Museums. Fresh flowers. Silk scarves. Big sunglasses. Beautiful lingerie. Silk robes. Receiving lots of gifts. Lots of sunlight. Hot yoga. Incredible sex. Nature hikes. Tennis lessons. Green smoothies. Matcha lattes. Candles that smell expensive. Sleeping 8+ hours a night. Bubble baths. Studying foreign languages. Absorbing as much knowledge as I can. Book clubs. Pottery classes. Jazz & classical music. Cooking with fresh herbs, vegetables, and spices. Champagne. Charcuterie & bruschetta. Gelato. Fresh bread. Ocean air. Hugging my loved ones. Petting dogs. Giving lots of gifts. Journaling. Meditating. Gratitude. Volunteering. Donating to charity. Manners. Etiquette. Charisma. Therapy. Healthy boundaries. Radical personal responsibility. Positivity. Self care. Abundant love.
Every black girl is so pretty
*reblog if you agree*
the “holding out as married” rule is so fucked up
like… not only can I not marry the love of my life without losing my health insurance and the $800 or so a month I’m forced to survive on
but I can’t even CALL her “my wife” casually
like literally the US gov’t has people whose job it is to go and interview the family, friends, & neighbors of disabled people to just make sure that they never refer to anyone in their life as “my wife” or “my husband” etc
and if you DO, then SNAP! You’re defrauding the US gov’t of the pittance you can barely survive on and you are no longer entitled to your disability benefits
(some kinds of benefits might remain in diminished form but if you were disabled before age 22 you are fucked COMPLETELY and can’t get them back even if you divorce… the only loophole is if the other person was ALSO deemed disabled before 22, because that fucking makes sense)
and this is just… legal and no one but disabled activists ever talks about this shit
so yeah I’d love some of that gay marriage shit but I will never be able to get married, and to add insult to injury, I can’t even casually refer to my partner as “my wife” without risking the health insurance and income I need to survive as a disabled lesbian
this is what we mean when we say the USA does NOT have marriage equality yet
Spending time interviewing random ass people. Family, friends, and neighbors. Neighbors are practically strangers with little to no knowledge of a person’s life or history.
Just to make sure disabled people aren’t “gaming” the system.
Seems like an EXTREME waste of tax dollars.
It seems like it would be a hell of a lot cheaper to just give disabled people their money by that point.
Not to mention everyone on disability lives below the poverty line and even below “minimum wage”.
Also not to mention you can’t even live with your significant other without losing your benefits.
Also also not to mention even if you have a partner that can afford to provide for themselves and a stay at home partner, that partner wouldn’t be able to provide for a stay at home DISABLED partner because insurance and meds are expensive.
ALSO also also. I know having disability comes with medicaid, but I’m not entirely sure how you expect a disabled person to afford their meds on medicaid because meds are damn expensive even on insurance.
ALSO ALSO also also. You need to have less than $2k in your bank to qualify. So, let’s assume I saved up $250k because I’m trying to buy a house, right? Then I end up in an accident that causes me to be unable to work. I’m expected to drain my entire $250k of savings before I qualify.
ALSO ALSO ALSO also also. Even if a disabled person is able to somehow save any of their money despite being below the poverty line. If they save over $2k they lose their benefits.
ALSO ALSO ALSO ALSO also also. They have to report every dollar they get. So, let’s say I’m on disability, and my friend gives me $20. I have to report that $20. So the government can deduct that $20 from the income they give me. And if they find out I got $20 and didn’t report it, they’ll deduct $20 from every subsequent payment to me.
Getting disability is fucking impossible.
(Trigger warning. The following content includes stories based on stuff I’ve actually heard in disabled communities. If you’re sensitive to fatphobia, abelism, or discrimination against neurodivergent people, or antisemitism please skip ahead to next red text.)
If you walk in to they court room to claim your case? The judge will say you’re healthy enough to walk, then you’re healthy enough to work. If you say you’re too sick to come in, and decide to attend virtually? The judge will say you don’t care enough to come in, it must not mean that much to you.
If you’re fat and disabled? The judge will declare that your disability is your fault because you’re fat and therefore don’t take care of your health. The judge will say if you just lost weight, you wouldn’t be disabled anymore and deny you. (This person was in the peak of health, running every day, before their disability hit. The meds that they took for the chronic pain caused them to gain 30lbs, and they couldn’t run anymore because the main symptom was a cyst in their knee that kept bursting when they used it a lot.)
If you’re applying for disability and part of it involves joint pain, they’ll require a doctor to check you out. Now, because you’re disabled and can’t work, you can’t afford your own doctor, so you’ll get a court appointment doctor. Court appointment doctor will run tests to see the range of motion in your joints to see if you’re disabled enough. If you’re screaming in pain because it hurts too much? Doctor will say he can’t do his tests because it causes too much pain. Then the judge will deny you because the doctor couldn’t run tests.
If you’re neurodivergent, and therefore don’t express pain “the correct way”? The doctor will tell the judge obviously you’re not in that much pain and they’ll deny you.
Not to mention if you’re if any religion other than Christian? Like if you’re a Jewish person and accidentally wear a Star of David to your appointment? The doctor or judge could just be antisemitic and deny you.
These are real stories people have actually told me.
(Okay, you can stop skipping now. But the next paragraph is classist, so if you’re sensitive to that, skip the next paragraph too.)
Not to mention if the judge determines you can do “light work” they could deny you. I’ve seen a person apply for disability, part of that being “I can’t stand for extended periods of time.” The judge wrote in their file “This person can clearly do light work such as working for a maid service, working as a server, or working at a grocery store.” I’m NOT exaggerating. They let me read their file, and that’s EXACTLY what it said.
I should add I’M DISABLED. I’m obviously privileged in that I can still work. However, I’m in several groups for my disabilities, and I’ve heard several stories from people with the same health conditions as me when trying to apply for disability because their case is so severe they can’t work. (Some of these are from a sibling with different disabilities).
Point is, it’s hard enough to gain disability without being forced to jump through all these hoops to prove that you really need the financial assistance.
(I should add if you became disabled before the age of 22, you qualify for SSI which is reduced benefits from SSDI, and on SSI you have to be reevaluated every year to prove that you’re still unable to work, and if you’re lucky, one day, maybe, you’ll be allowed to apply for SSDI. Maybe. Perhaps. If you’re extremely lucky. The argument is you haven’t paid into the SSDI program enough to qualify.)
Point is. When you look at all of the hoops disabled people have to jump through to prove they’re “disabled enough”. That shit had to cost a fortune in tax dollars. I’m pretty sure it’d be cheaper to just give them their money by that point.
Anonymous asks are on. If you’ve applied for disability, were denied for ridiculous reasons, and feel comfortable letting me share? Please send in a submission or ask. It can be completely anonymous. I’ve seen some of the most ridiculous shit on denial paperwork.
-fae
Bringing this back as Jupiter in Pisces is the perfect time to manifest 🙏🏾
simply the fact that different body types for women go in and out of style throughout the decades should be enough to tell you that women’s bodies are considered consumable goods under capitalism
I love taking away people's access to me. Like the trial is over and your card is declined