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Harvard University
launched a free college course online that covers basic U.S. Government, understanding the constitution and how to recognize a dictatorship takeover.
Here is the link to the free course "We the People: Civic Engagement in a Constitutional Democracy"
https://pll.harvard.edu/course/we-people-civic-engagement-constitutional-democracy.
We understand that the current catalog of FREE COURSES at Harvard is being EXTENSIVELY EXPANDED, so you'll want to check their website from time to time to see which new courses are being added.
Government Courses | Harvard University
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Eating while on shift is not permitted, staff are told. “If the system detects no keyboard stroke and mouse click, it will show you as idle for that particular duration, and it will be reported to your supervisor. So please avoid hampering your productivity.”
A training video about the webcam system, seen by the Guardian, says it “monitors and tracks real-time employee behaviour and detects any violations to pre-set business rules, and sends real-time alerts to managers to take corrective actions immediately”.
Capitalism is so exhausting
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Just in case you forget this exists.
It exists.
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I learned from my therapist that my depression stems from shaming myself. And hygiene is a big one. I should've brushed my teeth, I should've eaten something today, I should've gotten out of bed etc. Basic things. She said to me "learn to stop should-ing on yourself" it's ok to do it later, and move past when you should've done it. So it'll be hard working on it but for everyone else too: Learn to stop should-ing on yourself.
“if you can’t brush your teeth that’s fine uwu one step at a time” posts are supportive and that’s great but I’m about to have a 4.4k$ dental bill because I wasn’t taking care of my teeth when I was super depressed so uhh brush your fuckin teeth
#stop should-ing on yourself#i shoudve done it then but i can do it now and thats ok#it did make us both laugh when she said it tho
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Here’s a link:
https://4ocean.com/pages/octopus
There’s different colors representing different sea creatures ❤️🌊

Just a little reminder that the US Military is the world’s biggest polluter. The fight against ecological disaster must include fighting the war machine!
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so did you lay in bed blasting fireflies by owl city as a kid staring up at the ceiling while imagining running away to a happier place bc you grew up on fairy tales and make believe stories since you didnt really have the best social skills due to undiagnosed neurodivergency and thus didnt have a lot of friends so you spent all that extra time you had induldging in fictional stories and then grew up believing maybe one day youd get to go on a magical adventure like those stories had so youd spent so much time just longing for an escape and to go somewhere you understood bc you didnt understand people but you did understand all those stories you read or are you normal
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Whenever I do worldbuilding I try to keep this image in mind
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Advice for girls: buy skinny jeans in the boy’s section
They’re more comfortable, still form fitting, and best of all: THE POCKETS. THEY HAVE ACTUAL POCKETS.
don’t believe me? look:

these are boys pants, and they look just as good on me as any other skinny jeans I own

See that phone? I’m going to put it in the pocket. Must be so small right??

Ah yes, girl pants length. Probably can’t fit any further than that-

what? what’s this?

Good god. Oh good lord in heaven. This is blasphemous.

Look at how much room is still there. There’s chaos in the streets. Babies are crying. Fashion designers are screaming out of fear of the unknown.
Buy your pants in the boys section, girls. Live in the beautiful world you deserve where you can fit shit in your pocket.
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I want patrons
At first, sorry for poor my English.
I can’t draw enough pixels last 1-2 years, It’s due to my house.
My house is in deep in the mountain (Mt.Kumano). I didn’t talk with human. 30~ days as usual.
There is no hospital, no car, no youth, no friends, and no families.
I’m about to go crazy.
Honestly, This is worst time in my life.
I want to seeing cityscapes on daily basis, and draw them more.
but I have not enough incomes to live in Tokyo or other city.
If you like my works,
Please guess about becoming my patron.
You can pay from $1.
(I do not prepare special rewards at this time.)
You can be my patrons at this page/site :
https://www.patreon.com/1041uuu
If you don’t want to pay with patreon, Message me.
thanks. and sorry for text post.
Yuuta Toyoi
https://www.patreon.com/1041uuu
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i am a:
⚪️ man
⚪️ woman
🔘 person with adhd
and i am seeking:
⚪️ men
⚪️ women
🔘 meals that can be prepared in under 5 minutes
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The water is blessed, said the priests; it is holy. Any evil it touches, it will burn away.
But what if it is diluted? asked the acolytes.
The priests smiled.
It can’t be, they said.
***
The first of the holy water splashed across the brow of the baby, wailing and shivering in her mother’s arms, and the droplets ran over newborn skin to fall upon the soil.
They drained into the earth, mingling with the dew; and the dew became holy too.
***
The grass that grew on the soil drank some of the water in, drawing it into cells that were instantly blessed, filled with purity. Later, the sheep grazed upon the grass. The blades were sweet and lush, fat with rain, and as the sheep ate, the blessing in the grass flourished within it, coursing through now-sacred blood.
***
The rest of the water sank lower through the soil, washed down with the rains. Groundwater flowed, consecrated, sweeping below the earth beneath the reach of roots or the eyes of humanity.
There was more water there, and the holiness grew.
***
It can’t be? the acolytes asked. How can it not be diluted?
It converts, said the priests. A drop of holy water in a flask from the lake turns the whole flask holy.
What if a drop reaches the lake? asked the acolytes.
Why would that happen? asked the priests.
***
The butcher slew the sheep, taking the meat for cawl. It bubbled in its pot over the fire, the water from the cells of the mutton leaching out into the rest of the stew until all the family groaned at the sweet scent.
It tastes better today, they said, as they ate heartily. We wonder why?
***
The groundwater reached the river, and the whole vein became holy.
***
The butcher’s son was caught by the vampire the following night, wandering home just a little too late, a little too drunk, a little too alone. I wonder if you could help me? the vampire asked, and the butcher’s son followed where he should not have gone.
The vampire sank hungry fangs into unwilling flesh, and the butcher’s son accepted the end.
But it did not come for him.
***
What can have happened? the vampires asked afterwards. What strange power is held by the butcher’s boy? What did he do?
It was a mystery, baffling and wrong. The vampire had been strong and savvy, a hunter of renown. Now, her veins burned, her body aflame from the inside out.
Sickness, maybe? they said uneasily; but there was no sickness that could take a vampire.
***
The river gave drinking water to all the people of the region, in towns and villages and farmsteads alike. The holiness grew, spreading from land to bodies, young and old, rich and poor, believer and unbeliever, coursing through veins and hearts.
And the river flowed on.
***
Something is wrong, the vampires said.
It was clear now; every vampire in the land was sickening, burning from the inside out as they fed.
No sickness, said the elders, shivering and broken. A corruption. A taint, spreading unchecked like rot. We must leave this land, move elsewhere.
There is something in the water.
***
The river reached the ocean, and the holiness spread from shore to distant shore.
***
We are safe here, the vampires said, collapsing on foreign soil. We cannot touch the ocean; but why should we need to? The humans cannot drink it either. We are safe here.
We are safe.
***
The sun shone over the waves.
Water rose on the warmth, evaporating to the sky. It greeted the clouds, and the holiness blossomed through them.
***
When the rains fell, the vampires screamed; for they knew the end was coming. Every raindrop burned, every splash agony, and they wept and watched in horror as the rains filled the wells, filled the soils, filled the lakes and rivers and valleys and moors, the corruption seizing the new land in its iron grip.
This is the end, they whispered, crumbling to dust. This is the end.
This is the end.
***
The water is blessed, said the priests; it is holy. Any evil it touches, it will burn away.
But what if it is diluted? asked the acolytes.
The priests smiled.
It can’t be, they said.
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original thread by @pukicho and several other users
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