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@marthajonessupremacy
I’m saying this seriously. I think we’re gonna need to start treating air conditioning as a human right. Prisoners, the homeless, and generally the poor will suffer the most as our planet starts heating up
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this is maybe the funniest thing i’ve ever seen
ok but the whole reply-
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maybe he just gets it
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
i need all the help i can get for finals
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the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
So you know.
This might be the real one, y’all.
what the hell? i could use some luck *hits reblog*
this is dr ayman abu al-ouf.
dr abu al-ouf was head of internal medicine at palestine’s main hospital, al-shifa.
he was just killed along with twelve members of his family, including his parents, his wife and two of his three children.
there was no warning before an israeli air strike demolished the apartment building he was living in.
on the left is a picture of dr mouin al-aloul.
he was gaza’s top neurologist. he was killed the same day as dr abu al-ouf.
a few days earlier, israeli air strikes destroyed roads leading to gaza’s main hospital.
red crescent, a medical humanitarian group from qatar, and médecins sans frontières (doctors without borders) had their facilities and crew targeted by israeli air attacks.
gaza’s main covid lab was damaged in an idf strike and has ceased all operations.
regardless of the fact that there’s a pandemic happening, which isn’t over for most of the developing world, the loss of medical personnel at a time when they’re so desperately needed is devastating, to say the least. and a breach of the geneva convention, making all these events a certified war crime.
this post covers some really good charities that offer medical aid to palestinians in need. please consider donating if you’re looking to help!
there is no defence to targeting medical personnel. there is no justification, no argument, no “but hamas” about it. palestine’s fragile healthcare system is already at breaking point, and this bombardment has only driven it further over the edge.
if you can’t donate, that’s totally okay. just please do keep spreading awareness!
@the-quasar-hero
i’m the side nigga
I don’t support cheating but I do support the bold pettiness of this nigga
Raven Symoné in The Cheetah Girls, 2003
The other day a man signed up for our advantage card and I asked for his “email” and he looked at me and goes “No?? I have a gmail, I don’t even know what an email is.” And I was just so in awe for a moment and I just smiled and enthusiastically replied “It’s okay that works!” Meanwhile internally screaming.
Honestly if anyone wants to know what retail is like on a daily basis? This is it.
the google fandom is dying y'all.... reblog this if you know how to access information on the internet when you are presented a new topic
“When I was 26, I went to Indonesia and the Philippines to do research for my first book, No Logo. I had a simple goal: to meet the workers making the clothes and electronics that my friends and I purchased. And I did. I spent evenings on concrete floors in squalid dorm rooms where teenage girls—sweet and giggly—spent their scarce nonworking hours. Eight or even 10 to a room. They told me stories about not being able to leave their machines to pee. About bosses who hit. About not having enough money to buy dried fish to go with their rice.
They knew they were being badly exploited—that the garments they were making were being sold for more than they would make in a month. One 17-year-old said to me: “We make computers, but we don’t know how to use them.”
So one thing I found slightly jarring was that some of these same workers wore clothing festooned with knockoff trademarks of the very multinationals that were responsible for these conditions: Disney characters or Nike check marks. At one point, I asked a local labor organizer about this. Wasn’t it strange—a contradiction?
It took a very long time for him to understand the question. When he finally did, he looked at me like I was nuts. You see, for him and his colleagues, individual consumption wasn’t considered to be in the realm of politics at all. Power rested not in what you did as one person, but what you did as many people, as one part of a large, organized, and focused movement. For him, this meant organizing workers to go on strike for better conditions, and eventually it meant winning the right to unionize. What you ate for lunch or happened to be wearing was of absolutely no concern whatsoever.
This was striking to me, because it was the mirror opposite of my culture back home in Canada. Where I came from, you expressed your political beliefs—firstly and very often lastly—through personal lifestyle choices. By loudly proclaiming your vegetarianism. By shopping fair trade and local and boycotting big, evil brands.
These very different understandings of social change came up again and again a couple of years later, once my book came out. I would give talks about the need for international protections for the right to unionize. About the need to change our global trading system so it didn’t encourage a race to the bottom. And yet at the end of those talks, the first question from the audience was: “What kind of sneakers are OK to buy?” “What brands are ethical?” “Where do you buy your clothes?” “What can I do, as an individual, to change the world?”
Fifteen years after I published No Logo, I still find myself facing very similar questions. These days, I give talks about how the same economic model that superpowered multinationals to seek out cheap labor in Indonesia and China also supercharged global greenhouse-gas emissions. And, invariably, the hand goes up: “Tell me what I can do as an individual.” Or maybe “as a business owner.”
The hard truth is that the answer to the question “What can I, as an individual, do to stop climate change?” is: nothing. You can’t do anything. In fact, the very idea that we—as atomized individuals, even lots of atomized individuals—could play a significant part in stabilizing the planet’s climate system, or changing the global economy, is objectively nuts. We can only meet this tremendous challenge together. As part of a massive and organized global movement.
The irony is that people with relatively little power tend to understand this far better than those with a great deal more power. The workers I met in Indonesia and the Philippines knew all too well that governments and corporations did not value their voice or even their lives as individuals. And because of this, they were driven to act not only together, but to act on a rather large political canvas. To try to change the policies in factories that employ thousands of workers, or in export zones that employ tens of thousands. Or the labor laws in an entire country of millions. Their sense of individual powerlessness pushed them to be politically ambitious, to demand structural changes.
In contrast, here in wealthy countries, we are told how powerful we are as individuals all the time. As consumers. Even individual activists. And the result is that, despite our power and privilege, we often end up acting on canvases that are unnecessarily small—the canvas of our own lifestyle, or maybe our neighborhood or town. Meanwhile, we abandon the structural changes—the policy and legal work— to others.”
- Naomi Klein
This is why the media keeps pumping out articles about plastic straws and avocados that focuses on what we, individually, are doing to destroy the environment, when really the most pollution comes from multinational corporations and the only thing that will save us is global collective action.
Pacific Rim is great because of the absolutely fanfiction level of its plot points. Want to pilot the giant robot? You're going to need to share your most painful memories. Who will you share them with? YOUR CRUSH