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There’s an organization called Advance Peace in Fresno CA that combats gun violence by providing mentoring and social services to people likely to commit gun violence that has singlehandedly reduced our local violent crime rate and recently the federal funding for it has been denied for some reason and surprise surprise the violent crime rate is going back up OH WHO COULD HAVE PREDICTED THIS

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The city council is considering rededicating the city’s marijuana tax funds to Advance Peace and I sure hope they do because frankly by removing funding from organizations like Advance Peace the Feds are killing people.

Fresno has a lot of gang activity and drug trafficking and a lot of poverty and the population is always growing as the rest of California becomes less affordable. The murder rate in this city has gotten to some of the lowest rates I’ve ever seen in my whole life since Advance Peace became associated with the local government a few years ago and the federal funding being taken away from it is really pissing me off.

Also, it saves the city money. Every murder prevented is a lot of resources the city doesn’t have to spend on investigations and other expenses. Even beyond the saving human life bit, this organization benefits everyone.

cryptidpussy

Restoring south Fresno to a safe and healthy community by providing programs, workshops, and abundant opportunities to build relationships.

Heres the link to their website! They have a petition to be signed. Dont stop fighting. We the people will never be for profit over community, unlike that disgusting orange fuck.

low stakes conspiracy of the day: medium-rare is the "proper" way to cook a steak because it minimizes a cost function balancing actuarial statistics of food poisoning with work-time in the kitchen

#shitpost

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Having been to plenty of both, I'll say that on average, neither men's nor women's public bathrooms are more or less dirty than the other, both can and will have funny wall writings in there, wet toilet paper on the floor, occasional post-nuke smell of someone who took one of those shits that killed Elvis, and so on, but I'll have to say I've never seen a woman in a public bathroom

Piss in a bathroom stall with the stall door wide open

Continue having an animated phone conversation on handsfree through the entire process of pissing.

Like it ain't illegal and it's not like they're doing anyone harm, but why the fuck have I seen that often enough to observe a comparable pattern.

#ok pissing in an open stall is kind of okay because like #people are already pissing at the urinals #I think its a bit lazy but its whatever #the phone convo while pissing or shitting just #no #i have used communal showers #I have walked ass naked through crowded locker rooms because I don't give a fuck #I will NOT talk to you while I am urinating or defacating #especially not with others present

danielwaldorf

since becoming a barista i have noticed a few very distinct typologies among my customers. such as:

the woke left: young and fashionable. visible tattoos. often enjoys matcha, lavender flavoring, oat milk, and cold foam. pretty decent customers.

sweet old man: drinks very sweet iced lattes, pays in cash, puts all of his change in the tip jar. sometimes orders hot coffee and i get scared that his shaky old man hands will spill it and he'll get burned but that has not yet happened and god willing never shall.

evil old man: only wants drip coffee and declares it ridiculous that any other form of coffee exists. some variants only want americanos and these variants are even scarier. watch out.

sweet old woman: might need her daughter's help to order but is very bubbly and open to trying new things. compliments baristas freely and frequently.

evil old woman: does not want coffee and only wants sweet tea or soda. will not tip even if she spends three hours in the shop repeatedly asking baristas to fetch things for her.

errand husband: either stiltedly recites an order to you or shows you the order in their texts/notes app. needs to step out of line and make a phone call if you ask any follow-up questions.

grindset girlie: always wearing scrubs, an apron, and/or a name tag. orders the exact same thing every day and knows the exact change she'll need to pay for it. her regular order is both extremely caffeinated and extremely sweet.

#mamabear: is actively wrangling two to four children while ordering. order changes repeatedly because the children cannot decide if they want a muffin or a cookie or apple juice or chocolate milk etc. for some reason these women are always wearing an article of clothing or carrying some personalized item that says "mama" on it.

schoolchildren: band of two to eight adolescents hanging out after school. extremely indecisive but generally quite polite and tip well.

amnesiac in love: grown adult who needs their partner to tell them what they like. gets asked a question about their own preferences and turns to their partner to answer for them. generally acts like a shy child looking to their guardian for behavioral cues if you try to interact with them and only wants to talk to mommy i mean their wife.

this of course is not an exhaustive list but those are just some of the most consistent Types i get. ok bye xoxo

#I find it immensely funny that my mother and sister fall into “evil old man”#like my mother is an 80s greenwich village punk #and my sister is a queer poly witch special ed teacher #and they both are like “why the FUCK can't I just order a REGULAR BLACK COFFEE????? WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO??”

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digital-magus

I love you, vintage gay Pikachu. You’ll find the boy for you, I promise.

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Every once in a while I’m convinced that I’m gonna start a daily diary or something and every time it only lasts like one day before I forget to use it.

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A lot of my writing mentors over the years have encouraged me to write at least one sentence a day in a journal and although creative writing is the entire reason for my existence, no I can’t do that.

#i had a prof that told us to write one thing that happened at the beginning of every class #and honestly its probably a great way to become a better writer which id be into #but gotdamb its a pain enough to keep up a duolingo streak

thesanityclause

Over 10 years ago I drew this mother naga with her kid and a bowl of gulab jamun, and I was blown away to see people still reblogging it and saying kind things here. I decided to draw a sequel, the PTA (People That are Anacondas) meeting is over, and she finally gets to have some gulab jamun. c: I really hope this cheers you up some.

animatedamerican

My first reaction: she finally gets to have some!!

My second reaction: oh gosh they're holding tails in the second picture okay I need to reblog this.

thevaultoftheatomicspaceage

Northrop YB-49 42-102367 takes off from Northrop Field, Hawthorne

yujateaandpi

Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.

Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.

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ME AND WHO

shieldfoss

#why do they call it the little death if not to remind you to do a post mortem.

lmao

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no no @nogoodhorsethief, you have something here

thebelfry

I just learned that the Russian word for “ladybug” translates to “God’s Little Cow”

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It’s the same in Irish! bóín Dé!

peniswizard69

in hebrew it’s “our rabbi moses’s cow”

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Oh I love this news!!!!

pulmonary-poultry

Multiple cultures upon seeing a ladybug for the first time: “Who’s cow is this????”

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postilionstruckbylightning

It feels like some early humans were naming things and one of them ran out of ideas.

Human 1: (points at animal) What’s that?

Human 2: Cow.

Human 1: (points at bug) What’s that?

Human 2: … little cow.

Human 1: But it’s so much smaller. Who would have use for such a small cow?

Human 2: (panicking but in too deep to stop now) God.

derinthescarletpescatarian

The “Lady” in the name “ladybug” is the virgin Mary. People just cannot stop giving religious names to this bug.

The reason for this was that if you lived in an agrarian society then your survival was a throw of the dice every year, depending on the success of the crops. A failed crop year is a very hard year where deaths are expected. And if you grew a cereal like wheat, there were several things that could cause your crops to fail, but one of the big ones was if you happened to get a fuckton of aphids. You know what eats aphids? Ladybugs! If there are lots and lots of ladybugs around, there was a good chance that it’d be a good crop year! They were little crop protectors! When your family lives or dies on the success of that crop, of course they’d be seen as a blessing and given an appropriate name!