Members of Congress are living off food stamps for a week to protest Republican cuts. It’s a challenge for them, but GOP cuts would hurt millions of everyday Americans.
Why does this not have more publicity. This needs it!
Signal boosting this A) because it deserves to be seen by more people, and b) because I appreciate some members of Congress are actually willing to see what it’s like living on food stamps in order to make their point about how horrifying cutting food stamps would be.
News flash, regressives: people on food stamps do not load up on Snickers bars and filet mignon. They’re limited in what they can buy, and oftentimes, it’s not enough to get by on. Go on thinking these are entitlements that let minorities live lives of luxury, comfortable in the knowledge that you’ll never go hungry.
You privileged, elitist pricks.
PLEASE HELP, STOP SCROLLING!
MY BEST FRIEND HAS GONE MISSING, AND I NEED YOUR HELP!
That handsome man up there is Will Hamarah, my best friend. He’s been missing since a week ago, about November 6th, 2013. He left his possessions and all of his money at his apartment, and no one has seen him.
He left his phone, so we have no way of contacting him or knowing where he is.
If you have any information or have seen someone matching his description and the pictures above, either inbox me at echomyname.tumblr.com or email me at email@example.com.
If you do see him, take caution. He suffers from schizophrenia and is prone to violent episodes.
PLEASE HELP US BRING HIM HOME!
I have 68 followers right now, and you’re telling me no one can reblog this? Please, please help us bring him home. This is recent, and he’s still out there. Please, we need as much help as we can get. SIGNAL BOOST, PLEASE.
Come on reblog this you selfish people
Update as of November 18th:
He still hasn’t been found and no one has seen him around. Please, this post only has 12 notes and I’ve gotten no tips that anyone has seen him. Right now, we’re expecting the worst. Please, I’m begging you, take two seconds out of your life to help us and reblog this. That’s all I ask.
This is too important for me not to mention.
The book states: "Give 10 licks at a time, more if the child resists. Be careful about using it in front of others — even at church; nosy neighbors might call social workers."
This is literally a how-to manual on how to abuse and beat your children.
OH MY GOD. Okay stop scrolling and look at me. My mother actually used this book. I am a victim of this piece of literary evil, and let me tell you, it has left me with some seriously deep scars. It got to the point that my brother and I couldn’t even laugh. Laughter was considered “foolishness” and we would literally be struck ten times for it if she heard it. Let me reiterate that.
We could not enjoy ourselves or even be happy without being beaten.
One of the “Christian” cult families introduced this to her and yes, it is basically condoning serious child abuse. I actually personally believe in corporal punishment and let me tell you, THIS IS NOT CORPORAL PUNISHMENT. It is heavy abuse and it’s evil, evil, evil. I’m going to go sign that petition, and so help me, if you know of someone using this book, call Child Protective services immediately. The children of that cult family are now actually being rehabilitated because they grew up like robots. It’s a sick fucking book, okay? Sick. Let’s get this thing banned before it ruins anymore lives.
I am the way I am today because of this hideous thing. I cry every time someone even gently reprimands me. I’m afraid of cutting up in public because I think someone is going to hit me. Worst of all: It taught me to tolerate abuse, that I deserved abuse, and that if someone abused me, I was clearly in the wrong. I can’t possibly begin to tell you how dangerous it has been for me. Thanks to people around me who were raised right, I am only now starting to learn to stand up for myself and that, no, I am not an idiot who deserves verbal, physical, emotional, or mental abuse. I am not just a child who will forever be subject to her power-hungry mother.
Most of all… Children are not animals. And really, who the fuck even treats an animal like that??? Please, if you reblog one thing from me, please let it be this. I don’t want anyone else to go through what I did.
*makes spongebob references during sex*
You better hurry up because i’m already halfway there….halfway there….halfway there…
the pioneers used to ride these babies for miles
we just need to plug up all these holes
are you feeling it now mr.krabs
do you want it to hurt
FIRMLY GRASP IT
can we talk about THE titans on the background….
What did my eyes just witness?
Well then it’s a good thing I hate sports *slams button*
The year is 2027. It is Super Bowl season. The football players that have been selected for this year’s culling huddle in a sad, discontented mass in the middle of an overgrown stadium. The stink of fear mingles with the smell of fresh earth, an unholy bouquet for a terrible day.
Then they begin arriving, singly and in groups. Their claws glint in the harsh stadium lights, and there is blood matted into their fur. The football players put on their game face, but the hollowness of their eyes betrays their true hopelessness. There is no use fighting, other than to make a brave showing.
After all, everyone knows the bears always win.Years pass. Teams deliberately lose games so they won’t be against them. Eventually, the Goverment starts a programme, to lessen prison overcrowding. Prisoners are selected at random, or so they say, to put on the jerseys and play the bears. None of them ever come back, and crime drops to almost zero. All is well, until there are no more prisoners. The goverment does not know how to choose, but they know that the Super Bowl must go on, and the bears must always win, and choose they must.
Soon, in order to keep the Bears satisfied with their sacrifice, they begin a deadly raffle, putting citizen’s names in to pull out 12 victims to send to the death-match. They start with the poor until the class divide is deeper than the Grand canyon. Until one girl is chosen to stand up for the life of her younger sister. And everything changed when the fire nation attacked.
everytime it gets close to October i start reblogging the fuck out of this
100% support what this lady had to say.
Oh my god, This. This needs to be reblogged.