Between birth and death there is this great journey of life with many stops and starts, mountain tops and deep valleys. Along they way we make and lose many friends. But along they way we are in constant thought. How much we are thinking, how deep those thoughts go and how varied the selections, will be as varied as the snowflakes that drift on the plains. This is just my journey and my thoughts.
Tweet 1: I can see a lot of people either avoiding Plan B & ending up pregnant or attempting to take multiple doses & getting sick.
Tweet 2: anyone w a credit card (not everyone, I know) can/should use ella ella-rx.com they’ll ship it overnight $45
SIGNAL BOOST. Ella is another form of emergency contraception/the morning-after pill. It’s more effective than Plan B and can be taken up to FIVE DAYS after your mishap, rather than three days. Please spread this around; with all of the anti-choice legislation flying about and how difficult it can be for some people to get Plan B even OTC (like minors, people living in small towns, etc.), this might be the only way a lot of people can get their hands on the morning-after pill.
I’ve also read that Ella is more effective for plus size people.
This is important. Ella works for everyone. Plan B is not effective for people over 176 pounds. Protect yourself
My cousin, TALLON, was reported MISSING today. He is an AUTISTIC BLACK TEEN AND IS COMPLETEY NON-VERBAL. HE DOES NOT RESPOND TO HIS NAME. This young man went out for his daily bike ride, unattended, and did not come back. Tonight, HE IS IN LA BY HIMSELF. He is 6’0, 200lbs, and was last seen wearing a white t shirt and khaki shorts. PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST!!
What I love most about this is that this person was SO INCENSED at the recipient that they couldn’t even wait the days/weeks it would take for the mail to go through. No, they had to say “FUCK YOU” as soon as fucking possible and, AND, let the recipient that they were not done with the fuck you, nay, this was merely the first volley in what would undoubtably be a dressing down of Biblical proportions.
i will gleefully reblog this every time i see it
It is 3:24am and I laughed out loud like a hyena when I read this post. I’d love to know the story behind this telegraph message.
Let’s examine a traditionally male-dominated role that is very well-respected, and well-paid, in many parts of the world—that of a doctor. In the UK, it is listed as one of the top ten lucrative careers, and the average annual income of a family doctor in the US is well into six figures. It also confers on you significant social status, and a common stereotype in Asian communities is of parents encouraging their children to become doctors.
One of my lecturers at university once presented us with this thought exercise: why are doctors so highly paid, and so well-respected? Our answers were predictable. Because they save lives, their skills are extremely important, and it takes years and years of education to become one. All sound, logical reasons. But these traits that doctors possess are universal. So why is it, she asked, that doctors in Russia are so lowly paid? Making less than £7,500 a year, it is one of the lowest paid professions in Russia, and poorly respected at that. Why is this?
The answer is crushingly, breathtakingly simple. In Russia, the majority of doctors are women. Here’s a quote from Carol Schmidt, a geriatric nurse practitioner who toured medical facilities in Moscow: “Their status and pay are more like our blue-collar workers, even though they require about the same amount of training as the American doctor… medical practice is stereotyped as a caring vocation ‘naturally suited‘ to women, [which puts it at] a second-class level in the Soviet psyche.”
What this illustrates perfectly is this—women are not devalued in the job market because women’s work is seen to have little value. It is the other way round. Women’s work is devalued in the job market because women are seen to have little value.
Yesterday I attended a protest against Columbus Day in Los Angeles. The rally started on Olvera Street across the way from Union Station then to the cathedral in downtown L.A. We stood in front of the church for a half an hour, preaching of what obscenities the church allowed against the indigenous people of the Americas. The church was also built on sacred land.
While we were there, there was a group of white people staring at us as we protested on the other side of the street. A little whitey mocked us while the ignorant white girls sneered. An old white man we nicknamed Skip shouted “Boo!” while our words were said through the microphone of the injustice the church brought upon 100 million people.
Later, we marched with our signs held high to the Columbus statue in Grand Park of downtown L.A. It was set there in the park in 1976 (first picture of the set), the plaque stating the Columbus discovered America and is a “legend among immortals”. We returned to Olvera street where there were dancers celebrating the indigenous people that were once here.
It was hot but it was worth marching for this—to change Columbus Day just as Seattle has done. There should be no holiday marking a terrorist and murderer.