"And how hard is it to land even a minimum-wage job? This year, the Ivy League college admissions acceptance rate was 8.9%. Last year, when Walmart opened its first store in Washington, D.C., there were more than 23,000 applications for 600 jobs, which resulted in an acceptance rate of 2.6%, making the big box store about twice as selective as Harvard and five times as choosy as Cornell. Telling unemployed people to get off their couches (or out of the cars they live in or the shelters where they sleep) and get a job makes as much sense as telling them to go study at Harvard."
#read that article
“Today, I had a major argument with my mom, and things came into perspective for me. We have people in our lives that we love, and we appreciate what they have to say because they want us to be happy. But I realized that sometimes our loved ones put you in a box, and don’t allow you to be yourself. My mom is overly loving, and tries to protect me from the world. You’ll never find your true self if you’re always in a shelter. You have to make mistakes and experience the world. At some point you have to say, ‘You know what? This is my life. I have to do what’s best for me.’
“I think I’ve finally come to that point. I’ve been addicted to pleasing people. I used to ask for validation a lot from other people, instead of doing things on my own without seeking approval or suggestions. I feel fearless now, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt like that before. My dreams are so big – I want to do anything and everything. There’s still that little girl in me who believes that she can be a ballerina, or an astronaut – you know, all those things we wanted to be when we were little. We believed we could be those things. I still have it in me.”
Canadian music festival takes huge step against Native appropriation
From their announcement:
For various reasons, Bass Coast Festival is banning feathered war bonnets, or anything resembling them, onsite. Our security team will be enforcing this policy.
We understand why people are attracted to war bonnets. They have a magnificent aesthetic. But their spiritual, cultural and aesthetic significance cannot be separated.
Bass Coast Festival takes place on indigenous land and we respect the dignity of aboriginal people. We have consulted with aboriginal people in British Columbia on this issue and we feel our policy aligns with their views and wishes regarding the subject. Their opinion is what matters to us.
And NICE job circumventing people saying ‘but my aboriginal friend says it’s okay’ bullshit right in the third para. Bless. I wish I could go to this festival.
Things girls look for in a boy:
•Fighter of the Night Man
•Champion of the sun
•Master of karate and friendship for everyone
Unfortunately, the people who are supposed to love us aren’t always able to give us the kind of love we need. Whether they are our mothers or our fathers, our grandparents or our siblings, some family, no matter how good their intentions, leave us feeling empty, invalidated, uncared for, and alone. And on the days when that pain becomes too much to bear, our work is to recognize that those people whose love we so desperately pine for are never going to be able to meet our needs. Not because they don’t care, but because they can’t change who they are.
Their scant affection isn’t a reflection on our worth. It isn’t even about us. It’s about them and their own limitations and struggles. It’s about their unique way of expressing love and the fact that it doesn’t match up with our own. And we don’t have to internalize that. What we need is to start reaching out to the right people. We need to create a family of people outside of our family. People who can meet our needs and reciprocate our love.
We need to appreciate our families for the ways in which they are able to show they care, and be accepting of the ways they can’t. We need to make peace with who they are and if necessary, we need to give ourselves permission to let go. We need to know that our worth isn’t something another person’s love can give or take away. We need to trust that with or without their affection, we are enough.
My buddy Alex got arrested for painting and he had some weed on him so they took, we live in Washington where weed is legal so he didn’t get charges for it. This is where it gets tight
He gets out and he gets a letter in the mail telling him he can come to the court house and claim his weed back from the state What a time we live in.