personally I don’t care if elon actually enforces “free speech”, i’d still want to maim him. he could cure me of all illnesses and I would never forgive him for existing in the same realm as me. that’s how much I hate elon musk ❤️
6 hour workday maximum i’m not kidding, if it can’t be done in that timeframe it doesn’t need doing.
this doesn’t apply to jobs like childcare
If i worked in childcare and my 6 hours were up i would start putting babies in ziploc bags and shipping them to Turkmenistan listed as endangered fruits and vegetables
tumblr user possiblyfrogking somehow completely unaware of the concept of shift work
It applies more to jobs like childcare, elder care, and healthcare, where there should be 4 hour direct-care shifts with 6-hour supervisory shifts. That means quintupling staff and making sure that all of that staff gets the same or better pay to the current rate, and that’s how it should be.
The human brain cannot focus correctly on complex tasks for more than 4 hours, or simpler tasks for more than 6 per day. It can’t. That’s not how neurology works.
The fact that we’ve been conned into thinking the most difficult, highest value work tasks in the modern world (caring for those in need) should be done with the least regard for actual safety and effectiveness is obscene.
Capitalism fucking rots your soul, and convinces you that the most delicate and difficult work should be done by people too impoverished and exhausted to even see straight.
Shut the fuck up. Get a shorter work day and take a nap, then maybe you’ll be able to see how backwards that line of thought is.
The Supreme Court has voted to strike down Roe v. Wade, according to an initial draft majority opinion written by Justice Samuel Alito and obtained by POLITICO.
“We hold that Roe and Casey must be overruled,” Alito writes.]
So actually these photos were taken by the kid’s uncle, Alphonse Bertillon, who was a French police officer and inventor of the mug shot. These photos were just taken as a joke, probably when Bertillon was developing his mugshot technique and needed someone to practice on.
No actual two-year-olds were arrested in the creation of these photos!
“1880s nostalgia” with a pic from 1993 yes of course
There was also an 1893
From people thinking a toddler was actually arrested, to people somehow misreading “1800s nostalgia” as “1880s,” to this person thinking a fucking daguerreotype was taken in the 1990s… this whole thread was a ride I didn’t expect to take today.
Severance is great because you get to see two older men experience love for the first time with each other and acting like giddy teenagers with crushes and those two men are Christopher Walken and John Turturro
for the love of god please listen to old users when we say this site works differently. that you can’t just sit around with a blank blog. make posts or reblog, but do something at least. this site works because we don’t have an unavoidable garbage algorithm forcefeeding us posts based on our likes. we do not need another fucking twitter, tiktok or instagram.
there is a tendency with history, i think, because we’re so far removed from it, to kind of forget that all of the people were people
a child 10,000 years ago left a handprint on a wall. they were fingerpainting. a viking climbs up a rock just to carve the words “this is very high” 10ft off the ground. somebody centuries… milennia… ago burned their dinner so thoroughly that they buried the ruined pot in the backyard rather than attempt to clean it. shakespeare got drunk and wrote dick jokes. tutankhamun was a little boy who liked ducks more than anything. a roman carves his name into a monument in another country saying “i was here”. a prisoner, centuries ago, in the tower of london scratches lines into the wall as a tally marking the days. a medieval monk scrawls in the margins bemoaning the boredom of his work.
every human being across history has said “i was here. i lived. i loved. i made something. i laughed. i cried. please do not forget me”
most of us are not important enough that we will be remembered by name for more than a few decades. we are not kings or queens or great military leaders or innovators or influential artists, musicians, authors.
but all of us, every one, has a deep primal need to persist. we leave handprints on the wall, scratch our names into stones, carve initials into a tree, mark our growth as children on a wall, bury little time capsules. write in the margins of a book. hide notes behind the wallpaper.
reaching out into the future to some unknown human long after we’re gone to say
“hello, you. i was here, once”
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