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rockythebullterrier · 2 years
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Most jobseekers in Ireland say a pet-friendly workplace is more appealing
Most jobseekers in Ireland say a pet-friendly workplace is more appealing
More than half, or 56%, of jobseekers in Ireland believe that companies that have a pet-friendly policy are more attractive places to work, according to a study by the ISPCA (Irish Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Animals) and Mars Petcare. The research also showed that 27% of jobseekers say that a pet-friendly workplace policy would influence their choice of where to work. The jobseekers…
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penitentdruid · 4 months
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MODERN VERSE
Name: Áedán Spiorad Gealach || Aedan O’Ruaidh
Date of Birth: 31st October
Gender: Male
Orientation: Bisexual
Species: Human
FC: Jamie Dornan
BIOGRAPHY
Aedan was adopted by his aunt and her husband, growing up in a large family on a farm in Torr. Willow adored him. But Corann was cruel and abusive. He put too much pressure on Aedan to be like his other sons. 
When Aedan was twelve, he took the blame for his uncle's death. It had been an accident while on a camping trip. But Corann called it murder and tried to have Aedan arrested. When the court decided it was just an accident, Corann sent Aedan to care.
Aedan didn't get on well with the other kids at the care home. His quietness made him easy to blame when things went wrong. But Aedan tried to keep his head down. 
He was sixteen when he started volunteering at a dog home. He met Dunne while there when he bought his Staffordshire Bull Terrier in to get checked. Dunne invited Aedan to hang out with some friends. 
After that, Aedan would spend every afternoon with Dunne and his gang of rough friends after volunteering. He knew he was a joke to them but was happy to have friends. He didn't recognise that he had grown into an attractive young man. Or that some people enjoyed the company of a calmer, caring influence.
He eventually started dating Dunne, who would happily 'fix' Aedan's issues. It made him feel safe for the first time since his uncle's death. But it was at the cost of his real safety. Aedan didn't realise that Dunne and his friends were a gang of criminals. 
When Aedan showed interest in attending university, Dunne undermined him and tried to stop him in every way he knew how. Aedan only managed to escape the relationship with another gang member's help. An ex-army doctor in his forties-fifties, Dedrek was the oldest member of the gang and the only one who understood that Aedan had a future. 
With Dedrek's help, Aedan attended university in Belfast to study architecture. He dated a few people here and there and made friends. But nothing that really lasted. Eventually, he rescued a puppy called Branwyn and hid him in his dorm room. That was all the company he needed until Dunne found him. They immediately got back together. 
When Aedan graduated, he moved in with Dunne and joined his father's business. He hoped to regain his family through hard work and resilience. But nothing he did ever pleased Corann. He was constantly told he wasn't a good fit for the high-pressure workplace. 
When Aedan quit the position, he and Dunne had an explosive falling out. Aedan fled Northern Ireland altogether with Branwyn. He couldn't bear to be around the assholes who flooded his life. And he had recently learned Dedrek now lived in Edinburgh. So Aedan moved there. 
With Dedrek's help, Aedan bought a run-down Scottish manor to try his hand at restoration. He lives in the crumbling carcass, restoring it between caring for the animals he's adopted and publishing photobooks on architecture through Dedrek's company. 
STATS
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Curly, Copper
Height: 5'10
Occupation: Bandit (Captive)
Birthplace: Torr, Northern Ireland
Residence: Scotland
Mother: Willow O’Ruaidh (Ó Conaill)
Father: Corann O’Ruaidh
Birth Mother: Fia Ó Conaill*
Birth Father: Conobar Spiorad Gealach
Positive Traits: Helpful, Kind, Nurturing
Flaws: Pushover, Grumpy, Shy
Other: 
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brookston · 5 months
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Holidays 4.28
Holidays
Astronomy Day
Biological Clock Day
Bulldogs Are Beautiful Day
Chicken Tickling Day
Clean Comedy Day
Cubicle Day
Day for Safety and Health at Work (Poland)
Day of Dialogue
Days of Remembrance of Victims of the Holocaust, Day 1 (US)
Eat Your Friends Day
Ed Balls Day (UK)
Flag Day (Åland Islands)
Flat White Day
Food Pyramid Day
428 Day
Global Pay It Forward Day
Gone-ta-Pott Day [every 28th]
Great Poetry Reading Day
Hyacinth Day (French Republic)
International Astronomy Day
International Automation Professionals Day
International Consanguinamory Day
International Girls in Information and Telecommunication Technologies Day
Jester’s Day (Elder Scrolls)
Kenneth Kaunda Day (Zambia)
Kiss Your Mate Day
Lawyers’ Day (India)
Mujahideen Victory Day (Afghanistan)
Mutiny On the Bounty Day
National Anger Day (UK)
National BSL Day (UK)
National Brave Hearts Day
National Cubicle Day
National Day of Mourning (Canada)
National Franklin Day
National Great Poetry Reading Day
National Headshot Day
National Heroes’ Day (Barbados)
National Kiss Your Mate Day
National Poetry and Literature Day (Indonesia)
National “Say Hi to Joe” Day
National Suck Breast Day
National Superhero Day
National Teach Children to Save Day
National Willy Fog Day (UK)
National Workplace Wellbeing Day (Ireland)
Occupational Safety & Health Day
Pastele Blajinilor (Memory or Parent's Day; Moldova)
Restoration of Sovereignty Day (Japan)
Rip Cord Day
Saint Pierre-Chanel Day (Wallis and Futuna)
Santa Fe Trail Day
Sardinia Day (Italy)
Small Car Day
Steel Safety Day
Texas Wildflower Day
Turkmen Racing Horse Festival (Turkmenistan)
Victory Day (Afghanistan)
Workers’ Memorial Day (Gibraltar)
World Art Deco Day
World Day for Safety and Health at Work (UN)
Food & Drink Celebrations
National Blueberry Pie Day
4th & Last Sunday in April
Blue Sunday [Last Sunday]
Brasseries Portes Ouvertes (Open Breweries' Day; Belgium) [Last Sunday]
Dictionary Day [Sunday of Nat’l Library Week]
Divine Mercy Sunday [Last Sunday]
Drive It Day (UK) [4th Sunday]
Family Reading Week begins [Sunday before 1st Saturday in May]
International Search and Rescue Dog Day [Last Sunday]
International Twin Cities Day [Last Sunday]
Landsgemeinde (Switzerland) [Last Sunday]
Mother, Father Deaf Day [Last Sunday]
Music Minister Appreciation Day [Last Sunday]
National Blue Sunday and Day of Prayer for Abused Children [Last Sunday]
National Pet Parents Day [Last Sunday]
Pinhole Photography Day [Last Sunday]
Sunday of the Paralytic [Last Sunday]
Turkmen Racing Horse Festival (Turkmenistan) [Last Sunday]
World Day of Marriage [Last Sunday]
World Nyckelharpa Day [Last Sunday]
Worldwide Pinhole Photography Day [Last Sunday]
Weekly Holidays beginning April 28 (Last Week)
Go Diaper Free Week (thru 5.4) [From Last Sunday]
National Auctioneers Week (thru 5.4)
National Small Business Week (thru 5.4) [1st Week of May]
Preservation Week (thru 5.4)
Stewardship Week (thru 5.5) [Last Sunday to 1st Sunday]
Independence & Related Days
Maryland Statehood Day (#7; 1788)
Restoration of Sovereignty Day (Japan)
Festivals Beginning April 28, 2024
Blessing of the Fleet & Seafood Festival (Mount Pleasant, South Carolina)
The Good Food Awards (Portland, Oregon)
Heritage Fire (Atlanta, Georgia)
St. Thomas Carnival (Charlotte Amalie, U.S. Virgin Islands) [thru 5.5]
Sweet Corn Fiesta (West Palm Beach, Florida)
Taste of St. Augustine (St. Augustine, Florida)
Turkmen Racing Horse Festival (Turkmenistan) [Last Sunday]
Feast Days
Aphrodisius and companions (Christian; Saint)
Blueberry Pie Day (Pastafarian)
Chicken Tickling Day (Leprechauns; Shamanism)
Cronan of Roscrea, Ireland (Christian; Saint)
Cyril of Turov (Christian; Saint)
Didymus and Theodore (Christian; Martyrs)
Elmo’s Jacket (Muppetism)
Feast of Jamál (Beauty; Baha'i)
Floralia (Old Roman Goddess of Flowers)
Gianna Beretta Molla (Christian; Saint)
Harper Lee (Writerism)
José Malhoa (Artology)
Kirill of Turov (Orthodox, added to Roman Martyrology in 1969)
L’Africaine (The African Woman), by Giacomo Meyerbeer (Opera; 1865)
Louis Mary de Montfort (Christian; Saint)
Palmer Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)
Pamphilus of Sulmona (Christian; Saint)
Patricius, Bishop of Pruse, in Bithynia (Christian; Saint)
Paul of the Cross (Christian; Saint)
Peter Chanel (Christian; Martyr)
Phocion (Positivist; Saint)
Pollio and others (Christian; Martyrs in Pannonia)
Terry Pratchett (Writerism)
Theodora and Didymus (Christian; Martyrs)
Vitalis and Valeria of Milan (Christian; Saint)
Walpurgisnacht, Day VI (Pagan)
Yom HaShoah (began last night; Judaism)
Yves Klein (Artology)
Orthodox Christian Liturgical Calendar Holidays
Palm Sunday
Lucky & Unlucky Days
Butsumetsu (仏滅 Japan) [Unlucky all day.]
Fortunate Day (Pagan) [17 of 53]
Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 20 of 60)
Premieres
Akeelah and the Beer (Film; 2006)
The Art of Excellence, by Tony Bennett (Album; 1987) [1st CD-only Release]
Bananas (Film; 1971)
Before These Crowded Street, by Crowded House (Album; 1998)
The Birth of Britain, by Winston Churchill (History Book; 1956)
Bridesmaids (Film; 2011)
Buck and the Preacher (Film; 1972)
Casino Royale (Film; 1967) [James Bond non-series film]
Chicago Transit Authority, by Chicago (Album; 1969)
The Death of the Heart, by Elizabeth Bowen (Novel; 1938)
FM (Film; 1978)
Frequency (Film; 2000)
Hair (Broadway Musical; 1968)
Hard Candy (Film; 2006)
The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (Film; 2005)
The Hockey Champ (Disney Cartoon; 1939)
A Hound for Trouble (WB MM Cartoon; 1951)
How to Be a Latin Lover (Film; 2017)
I Kissed a Girl, by Katy Perry (Song; 2008)
I’m the One, by DJ Khaled (Album; 2017)
Iron Man 2 (Film; 2010)
Kiss Me Deadly (Film; 1955)
Leave Well Enough Alone (Fleischer Popeye Cartoon; 1939)
Love Me, Love My Mouse (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1966)
Loverboy (Film; 1989)
Mighty Mouse Meets Jekyll and Hyde Cat (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1944)
Mud Squad (Tijuana Toads Cartoon; 1971)s
Night (Disney Cartoon; 1930)
Odd Ant Out (Ant and the Aardvark Cartoon; 1970)
A Painted House, by John Grisham (Novel; 2001)
Passport to Pimlico (Film; 1949)
Pennsylvania 6-5000, recorded by Glenn Miller (Song; 1940)
Polite Society (Film; 2023)
The Power of Positive Thinking, by Norman Vincent Peale (Book; 1954)
The Prison Panic (Oswald the Lucky Rabbit Cartoon; 1930)
Problem, by Ariana Grande (Song; 2014)
Robinson Crusoe (WB LT Cartoon; 1956)
The Secret of the Old Clock, by Carolyn Keene (Mystery Novel; 1930) [1st Nancy Drew]
*61 (Film; 2001)
Slave to Love, by Bryan Ferry (Song; 1985)
Smoked Hams (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1947)
Starman, by David Bowie (Song; 1972)
Stick It (Film; 2006)
Suddenly It’s Spring (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1944)
Suffragette City, by David Bowie (Song; 1972)
Trailer Horn (Disney Cartoon; 1950)
Viva Las Vegas, by Elvis Presley (Song; 1964)
Today’s Name Days
Hugo, Ludwig, Pierre (Austria)
Dada, Ljudevit, Petar (Croatia)
Vlastislav (Czech Republic)
Vitalis (Denmark)
Lagle, Luige (Estonia)
Ilpo, Ilppo, Tuure (Finland)
Valérie (France)
Hugo, Ludwig, Pierre (Germany)
Valéria (Hungary)
Manilio, Pietro, Valeria (Italy)
Gundega, Gunta, Terēze (Latvia)
Rimgailė, Valerija, Vitalius, Vygantas (Lithuania)
Vivi, Vivian (Norway)
Arystarch, Maria, Paweł, Przybyczest, Waleria, Witalis (Poland)
Iason, Sosipatru (Romania)
Tamara (Russia)
Jarmila (Slovakia)
Luis, Pedro, Prudencio (Spain)
Ture, Tyra (Sweden)
Valeria, Valerian, Valerie, Valery (USA)
Today is Also…
Day of Year: Day 119 of 2024; 247 days remaining in the year
ISO: Day 7 of week 17 of 2024
Celtic Tree Calendar: Saille (Willow) [Day 15 of 28]
Chinese: Month 3 (Wu-Chen), Day 20 (Ren-Xu)
Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]
Hebrew: 20 Nisan 5784
Islamic: 19 Shawwal 1445
J Cal: 29 Cyan; Eightday [29 of 30]
Julian: 15 April 2024
Moon: 79%: Waning Gibbous
Positivist: 7 Caesar (5th Month) [Themistocles]
Runic Half Month: Lagu (Flowing Water) [Day 4 of 15]
Season: Spring (Day 41 of 92)
Week: 4th Week of April / 1st Week of May
Zodiac: Taurus (Day 9 of 31)
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brookstonalmanac · 5 months
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Holidays 4.28
Holidays
Astronomy Day
Biological Clock Day
Bulldogs Are Beautiful Day
Chicken Tickling Day
Clean Comedy Day
Cubicle Day
Day for Safety and Health at Work (Poland)
Day of Dialogue
Days of Remembrance of Victims of the Holocaust, Day 1 (US)
Eat Your Friends Day
Ed Balls Day (UK)
Flag Day (Åland Islands)
Flat White Day
Food Pyramid Day
428 Day
Global Pay It Forward Day
Gone-ta-Pott Day [every 28th]
Great Poetry Reading Day
Hyacinth Day (French Republic)
International Astronomy Day
International Automation Professionals Day
International Consanguinamory Day
International Girls in Information and Telecommunication Technologies Day
Jester’s Day (Elder Scrolls)
Kenneth Kaunda Day (Zambia)
Kiss Your Mate Day
Lawyers’ Day (India)
Mujahideen Victory Day (Afghanistan)
Mutiny On the Bounty Day
National Anger Day (UK)
National BSL Day (UK)
National Brave Hearts Day
National Cubicle Day
National Day of Mourning (Canada)
National Franklin Day
National Great Poetry Reading Day
National Headshot Day
National Heroes’ Day (Barbados)
National Kiss Your Mate Day
National Poetry and Literature Day (Indonesia)
National “Say Hi to Joe” Day
National Suck Breast Day
National Superhero Day
National Teach Children to Save Day
National Willy Fog Day (UK)
National Workplace Wellbeing Day (Ireland)
Occupational Safety & Health Day
Pastele Blajinilor (Memory or Parent's Day; Moldova)
Restoration of Sovereignty Day (Japan)
Rip Cord Day
Saint Pierre-Chanel Day (Wallis and Futuna)
Santa Fe Trail Day
Sardinia Day (Italy)
Small Car Day
Steel Safety Day
Texas Wildflower Day
Turkmen Racing Horse Festival (Turkmenistan)
Victory Day (Afghanistan)
Workers’ Memorial Day (Gibraltar)
World Art Deco Day
World Day for Safety and Health at Work (UN)
Food & Drink Celebrations
National Blueberry Pie Day
4th & Last Sunday in April
Blue Sunday [Last Sunday]
Brasseries Portes Ouvertes (Open Breweries' Day; Belgium) [Last Sunday]
Dictionary Day [Sunday of Nat’l Library Week]
Divine Mercy Sunday [Last Sunday]
Drive It Day (UK) [4th Sunday]
Family Reading Week begins [Sunday before 1st Saturday in May]
International Search and Rescue Dog Day [Last Sunday]
International Twin Cities Day [Last Sunday]
Landsgemeinde (Switzerland) [Last Sunday]
Mother, Father Deaf Day [Last Sunday]
Music Minister Appreciation Day [Last Sunday]
National Blue Sunday and Day of Prayer for Abused Children [Last Sunday]
National Pet Parents Day [Last Sunday]
Pinhole Photography Day [Last Sunday]
Sunday of the Paralytic [Last Sunday]
Turkmen Racing Horse Festival (Turkmenistan) [Last Sunday]
World Day of Marriage [Last Sunday]
World Nyckelharpa Day [Last Sunday]
Worldwide Pinhole Photography Day [Last Sunday]
Weekly Holidays beginning April 28 (Last Week)
Go Diaper Free Week (thru 5.4) [From Last Sunday]
National Auctioneers Week (thru 5.4)
National Small Business Week (thru 5.4) [1st Week of May]
Preservation Week (thru 5.4)
Stewardship Week (thru 5.5) [Last Sunday to 1st Sunday]
Independence & Related Days
Maryland Statehood Day (#7; 1788)
Restoration of Sovereignty Day (Japan)
Festivals Beginning April 28, 2024
Blessing of the Fleet & Seafood Festival (Mount Pleasant, South Carolina)
The Good Food Awards (Portland, Oregon)
Heritage Fire (Atlanta, Georgia)
St. Thomas Carnival (Charlotte Amalie, U.S. Virgin Islands) [thru 5.5]
Sweet Corn Fiesta (West Palm Beach, Florida)
Taste of St. Augustine (St. Augustine, Florida)
Turkmen Racing Horse Festival (Turkmenistan) [Last Sunday]
Feast Days
Aphrodisius and companions (Christian; Saint)
Blueberry Pie Day (Pastafarian)
Chicken Tickling Day (Leprechauns; Shamanism)
Cronan of Roscrea, Ireland (Christian; Saint)
Cyril of Turov (Christian; Saint)
Didymus and Theodore (Christian; Martyrs)
Elmo’s Jacket (Muppetism)
Feast of Jamál (Beauty; Baha'i)
Floralia (Old Roman Goddess of Flowers)
Gianna Beretta Molla (Christian; Saint)
Harper Lee (Writerism)
José Malhoa (Artology)
Kirill of Turov (Orthodox, added to Roman Martyrology in 1969)
L’Africaine (The African Woman), by Giacomo Meyerbeer (Opera; 1865)
Louis Mary de Montfort (Christian; Saint)
Palmer Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)
Pamphilus of Sulmona (Christian; Saint)
Patricius, Bishop of Pruse, in Bithynia (Christian; Saint)
Paul of the Cross (Christian; Saint)
Peter Chanel (Christian; Martyr)
Phocion (Positivist; Saint)
Pollio and others (Christian; Martyrs in Pannonia)
Terry Pratchett (Writerism)
Theodora and Didymus (Christian; Martyrs)
Vitalis and Valeria of Milan (Christian; Saint)
Walpurgisnacht, Day VI (Pagan)
Yom HaShoah (began last night; Judaism)
Yves Klein (Artology)
Orthodox Christian Liturgical Calendar Holidays
Palm Sunday
Lucky & Unlucky Days
Butsumetsu (仏滅 Japan) [Unlucky all day.]
Fortunate Day (Pagan) [17 of 53]
Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 20 of 60)
Premieres
Akeelah and the Beer (Film; 2006)
The Art of Excellence, by Tony Bennett (Album; 1987) [1st CD-only Release]
Bananas (Film; 1971)
Before These Crowded Street, by Crowded House (Album; 1998)
The Birth of Britain, by Winston Churchill (History Book; 1956)
Bridesmaids (Film; 2011)
Buck and the Preacher (Film; 1972)
Casino Royale (Film; 1967) [James Bond non-series film]
Chicago Transit Authority, by Chicago (Album; 1969)
The Death of the Heart, by Elizabeth Bowen (Novel; 1938)
FM (Film; 1978)
Frequency (Film; 2000)
Hair (Broadway Musical; 1968)
Hard Candy (Film; 2006)
The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (Film; 2005)
The Hockey Champ (Disney Cartoon; 1939)
A Hound for Trouble (WB MM Cartoon; 1951)
How to Be a Latin Lover (Film; 2017)
I Kissed a Girl, by Katy Perry (Song; 2008)
I’m the One, by DJ Khaled (Album; 2017)
Iron Man 2 (Film; 2010)
Kiss Me Deadly (Film; 1955)
Leave Well Enough Alone (Fleischer Popeye Cartoon; 1939)
Love Me, Love My Mouse (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1966)
Loverboy (Film; 1989)
Mighty Mouse Meets Jekyll and Hyde Cat (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1944)
Mud Squad (Tijuana Toads Cartoon; 1971)s
Night (Disney Cartoon; 1930)
Odd Ant Out (Ant and the Aardvark Cartoon; 1970)
A Painted House, by John Grisham (Novel; 2001)
Passport to Pimlico (Film; 1949)
Pennsylvania 6-5000, recorded by Glenn Miller (Song; 1940)
Polite Society (Film; 2023)
The Power of Positive Thinking, by Norman Vincent Peale (Book; 1954)
The Prison Panic (Oswald the Lucky Rabbit Cartoon; 1930)
Problem, by Ariana Grande (Song; 2014)
Robinson Crusoe (WB LT Cartoon; 1956)
The Secret of the Old Clock, by Carolyn Keene (Mystery Novel; 1930) [1st Nancy Drew]
*61 (Film; 2001)
Slave to Love, by Bryan Ferry (Song; 1985)
Smoked Hams (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1947)
Starman, by David Bowie (Song; 1972)
Stick It (Film; 2006)
Suddenly It’s Spring (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1944)
Suffragette City, by David Bowie (Song; 1972)
Trailer Horn (Disney Cartoon; 1950)
Viva Las Vegas, by Elvis Presley (Song; 1964)
Today’s Name Days
Hugo, Ludwig, Pierre (Austria)
Dada, Ljudevit, Petar (Croatia)
Vlastislav (Czech Republic)
Vitalis (Denmark)
Lagle, Luige (Estonia)
Ilpo, Ilppo, Tuure (Finland)
Valérie (France)
Hugo, Ludwig, Pierre (Germany)
Valéria (Hungary)
Manilio, Pietro, Valeria (Italy)
Gundega, Gunta, Terēze (Latvia)
Rimgailė, Valerija, Vitalius, Vygantas (Lithuania)
Vivi, Vivian (Norway)
Arystarch, Maria, Paweł, Przybyczest, Waleria, Witalis (Poland)
Iason, Sosipatru (Romania)
Tamara (Russia)
Jarmila (Slovakia)
Luis, Pedro, Prudencio (Spain)
Ture, Tyra (Sweden)
Valeria, Valerian, Valerie, Valery (USA)
Today is Also…
Day of Year: Day 119 of 2024; 247 days remaining in the year
ISO: Day 7 of week 17 of 2024
Celtic Tree Calendar: Saille (Willow) [Day 15 of 28]
Chinese: Month 3 (Wu-Chen), Day 20 (Ren-Xu)
Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]
Hebrew: 20 Nisan 5784
Islamic: 19 Shawwal 1445
J Cal: 29 Cyan; Eightday [29 of 30]
Julian: 15 April 2024
Moon: 79%: Waning Gibbous
Positivist: 7 Caesar (5th Month) [Themistocles]
Runic Half Month: Lagu (Flowing Water) [Day 4 of 15]
Season: Spring (Day 41 of 92)
Week: 4th Week of April / 1st Week of May
Zodiac: Taurus (Day 9 of 31)
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poetka · 1 year
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Had an insane day today and by insane I mean completely normal and actually below average thanks to tossing around at night and staring at my thesis for 8 hours straight at work but. I've been feeling so good today!! For absolutely no reason!
Left for work before 7:30 so I calmly strolled to work listening to an audiobook about possibly the worst scientific fraud in modern history: Andrew Wakefield fantasising about the link between MMR vaccines and autism. Spent all morning finishing the stuff I've been unsuccessfully (or successfully, depending on how you look at it) torturing myself with over the weekend (data analysis for techniques I don't really understand), thus completing the results section. Did some more work on the thesis, pretty much didn't move from my desk, and the day flew by incredibly quickly. It was kinda cold so I wore the gloves that I carry even though it's the middle of August and it's my first time living abroad over the summer and not melting in the Polish heat # thanks_to_global_warming. My manager cancelled our meeting again. I agreed to rep the company at a university fair. I entered a raffle to win tickets to a local agricultural (?) festival with a dog show in it.
I got my first response to all the job applications (a rejection to even interview me). Stepped into a wet spot on the carpet in socks. Probably water but could have been dog pee. I went for a walk randomly picking a direction I've never walked in before and saw many gorgeous rowan trees so I played Czerwone Korale even though I have to pay for mobile data now. Also saw a sick cherry tree (as in diseased, not cool) and the biggest quince tree I've ever seen if that's even what it was. The moon was a beautiful thin sickle tonight and yet the evening was still bright. Somehow ended up by my workplace. Briefly regretted not having my badge on me to go in and get a cup of tea until I realised missing your work badge is a crazy thought to have on a Monday at 9pm.
Then I walked by a store that was still open and stopped by to pick up frozen chicken-free burgers. My card declined (twice) on that €3 purchase. That was because I didn't bring my wallet and had to pay with my phone using a foreign account, not because I'm this broke. I was going to write "about to become homeless" but then I realised that I am in fact about to become homeless thanks to the awful housing crisis in Ireland and my lease finishing soon and having no idea where to look for accommodation until I get a job somewhere. Anyway I got my burgers. Baked one with some sweet potato fries on the side. Obviously ate ⅓ of the burger and half of the fries immediately even though they were supposed to be for lunch tomorrow. Prepared my overnight oats and cut up some fruit for breakfast. Proceeded to spill half the fruit onto a very dirty floor (two dogs in the house currently). Took a shower (normal).
Recollecting the day makes me feel like I'm trying to convince myself the day was terrible because indeed I had a lot of minor-to-medium inconveniences and disappointments today. But I still feel like it was a good day. Is this how people who have not experienced "childhood depression that you never exactly got back to normal from" feel like every day??
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petnews2day · 2 years
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Dogs Trust hosts puppy meditation class to mark World Mental Health Day
New Post has been published on https://petnews2day.com/pet-industry-news/pet-charities/dogs-trust-hosts-puppy-meditation-class-to-mark-world-mental-health-day/
Dogs Trust hosts puppy meditation class to mark World Mental Health Day
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Dog’s Trust hosted a puppy meditation class to mark World Mental Health Day.
Published: Mon 10 Oct 2022, 1:03 PM
To mark ‘World Mental Health Day’ today, Dogs Trust Ireland hosted a complimentary ‘Puppy Meditation’ class for their employees by workplace wellness provider, Umbrella Wellness. The class took place at the charity’s rehoming centre in Finglas, Dublin accompanied by an adorable litter of eight-week-old crossbreed puppies.
Pet ownership has been associated with several positive health outcomes, including less loneliness, greater social support, and emotional closeness.
Laura Farrington, CEO of Umbrella Wellness and Meditation Teacher says: “As huge dog lovers, we were delighted to offer a specially tailored meditation class to the team at Dogs Trust Ireland as part of their employee mindfulness programme. The class focused on tips for better mental health, breathing exercises and the small changes we can all incorporate into our life for a clearer mindset.”
With no shortage of dogs available for adoption, Dogs Trust Ireland is encouraging anyone who feels they may benefit from having a dog in their life, to contact them to discuss adopting, or fostering.
Suzie Carley, Executive Director of Dogs Trust Ireland explains: “Sadly, like most animal welfare organisations across the country, we are facing very challenging circumstances post-pandemic and we are inundated with requests to take in dogs at the moment. With this in mind, we felt it was especially important to arrange a meditation session to help equip our team with tools that they can practice anywhere.”
The puppies from today’s meditation class are available for adoption. For more information on how to adopt a dog or puppy, please visit DogsTrust.ie.
Published: Mon 10 Oct 2022, 1:03 PM
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tabloidtoc · 4 years
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Life & Style, January 18
You can now buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks
Cover: Uber Drivers Tell All 
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Page 1: Photo Flash -- John Legend celebrated his birthday aboard a private yacht in St. Barts where he slid down the craft’s waterslide 
Page 2: Contents 
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Page 4: The Top 10 Champagne Looks -- Joey King, Saoirse Ronan, Eiza Gonzalez, Gillian Anderson, Leona Lewis 
Page 5: Heidi Klum, Jennifer Lopez, Kim Kardashian, Scarlett Johansson 
Page 6: Kelly Clarkson’s daytime talk show tied with Ellen DeGeneres’ long-running series in the year-end TV ratings battle -- The Ellen DeGeneres Show lost advertisers and A-listers and audiences after former staffers came forward with stories of a toxic workplace while The Kelly Clarkson Show which was recently renewed through 2023 has become a household staple in its sophomore season and gaining viewers in daytime’s key demographic of women and ending 2020 on a season high -- Ellen is putting on a good front but deep down she feels threatened by Kelly’s success and she’s done everything she can to prove that she’s changed but she still can’t win back her fans plus Ellen is convinced that Kelly is trying to steal her famous friends even going so far as to demand that if a celebrity agrees to appear on Ellen then they can’t go on Kelly; it’s one or the other from here on out 
Page 7: Rihanna and A$AP Rocky celebrated their first Christmas together in her native Barbados where the couple went on a sunset cruise around the Caribbean isle with her loved ones -- Christmas is a really important time for Rihanna and it’s not often that she gets to see her family and friends all at once and she wanted A$AP to be a part of it -- he was a bit nervous meeting everyone but he was worrying over nothing because they all adore him -- she’s really close with her family so it was important for him to get to know them before things begin to get serious
* Throwback -- Billie Eilish 
* Biggest Spenders of the Week -- French Montana, Sean “Diddy” Combs, Ashton Kutcher and Mila Kunis, Gal Gadot, Katie Holmes 
Page 8: Critics slammed Demi Moore’s new movie Songbird calling it a Michael Bay-produced travesty that exploits the coronavirus epidemic for thrills -- the film takes place in the not-so-distant future during a COVID-23 outbreak with Demi playing a wealthy woman who sells immunity bands on the black market for a hefty price -- Demi jumped at the chance to star in the movie; with its topical storyline she expected it to be a box-office hit and she’s disappointed that it’s flopped and is shocked at the backlash and she certainly never intended to hurt anyone’s feelings 
* Hilaria Baldwin proudly showed off her post-baby body posting a photo of herself holding 3-month-old son Eduardo while wearing nothing but her bra and underwear but instead of being praised for her postpartum pic she was inundated with cruel comments after Amy Schumer reported the snap seemingly roasting Hilaria for setting unrealistic standards for new moms -- while the comedian soon apologized and deleted the image it wasn’t long before she replaced it with several other shots and making fun of the controversy -- there’s a fine line between being funny and being cruel and Amy overstepped the mark in Hilaria’s eyes
Page 10: The Week in Photos -- Kacey Musgraves visits Oscar the Grouch and Sesame Street 
Page 11: Gwen Stefani on The Kelly Clarkson Show 
Page 12: Animal Instinct -- Oliver Hudson plants a smooch on a goat, Mayim Bialik with her new co-star Monty the cat from her show Call Me Kat, Padma Lakshmi cuddling on the couch with her dog Ms. Divina 
Page 13: Jerry O’Connell got a slobbery kiss from his dog Phil in L.A. 
Page 16: Stars Behaving Badly -- Selma Blair topless in a impromptu shoot off the highway in Palm Springs, Sean Lennon pretended to attack a replica of the Empire State Building during a lighting ceremony in NYC, Jameela Jamil and Jason Mantzoukas let their middle fingers fly 
Page 18: Say What?! Miley Cyrus on being single during the pandemic, Dolly Parton on her fashion and beauty credo, Kristin Chenoweth on starring in Holidate with 5-foot-2 Emma Roberts, Keke Palmer joking about her skin issues, Jason Momoa who’s been wed to Lisa Bonet since 2017 
Page 20: Jennifer Lopez and Alex Rodriguez planned to tie the knot in Italy but after being forced to postpone their nuptials twice since the pandemic struck Alex has gotten a case of cold feet -- the pressure of a huge wedding was very overwhelming and in the end Alex decided it wasn’t necessary anymore -- J.Lo also hinted as much saying they’ve talked about canceling the destination wedding altogether because at their ages and they’ve both been married before should they get married or not -- the very next day Jennifer was pictured without her engagement ring sparking speculation that the couple had already reached a decision that they would no longer be walking down the aisle and Jennifer’s heartbroken because she wanted a big splashy wedding since this was going to be her fourth and final trip to the altar
Page 21: Courteney Cox was recently reunited with boyfriend Johnny McDaid after spending nine months apart due to the COVID-19 crisis but the long-awaited meetup in Ireland was far from romantic -- this was a make-or-break trip to either figure things out or go their separate ways and shortly after arriving Courteney laid all her cards on the table and she made it clear to Johnny that in order to move forward things had to change -- with her living in LA and Johnny based in Ireland the time difference is a real problem and FaceTime calls are few and far between and texts go unreturned for hours or sometimes not at all and it’s a daily struggle and Courteney’s at the end of her rope 
Page 22: Cover Story -- Uber drivers tell all -- the scoop on celebrities’ best and worst moments as rideshare passengers -- Brooke Shields’ boozy cruise, Tom Selleck requires a quiet car 
Page 23: Justin Bieber threw a party on wheels, blind items
Page 24: George Clooney uses a pseudonym, Kylie Jenner was 2 hours late for her ride
Page 25: Cash-carrying Prince Harry is a huge tipper, Tom Cruise is not a cool customer, Jennifer Lawrence makes the back seat her bed 
Page 26: Lori Loughlin breaks her silence -- after completing a two-month prison sentence for her role in the infamous college admissions cheating scandal Lori emerges to find her life and family in pieces -- Lori wants to move forward as a family in a positive direction but her daughters have so many walls up now
Page 28: The Bachelorette’s Clare Crawley and Tayshia Adams: Two dream weddings -- with a wild ride of a season behind them leading ladies Clare and Tayshia are happily planning their respective nuptials 
Page 30: The truth about Khloe Kardashian and Tristan Thompson’s engagement -- Khloe’s new ring from Tristan sparks wedding speculation -- Tristan swears he’ll never ever stray again and Khloe is desperate to make their relationship work because she loves the little family they’ve created 
Page 32: Who Lives Here? Kathy Griffin 
Page 36: Fashion -- shop these haute hues -- Pantone’s 2021 Colors of the Year are Ultimate Grey and Illuminating Yellow, making them musts for every fashionista’s wardrobe 
Page 40: Diva or Down-to-Earth? John Legend grabs groceries -- down-to-earth, Heather Locklear pumps her own gas -- down-to-earth
Page 41: Gal Gadot assembles a glam squad -- diva, Zac Efron cuts his friend’s hair -- down-to-earth 
Page 42: Social Stars Posts of the Week -- Angela Kinsey and her dogs, Kim Kardashian and longtime pal La La Anthony, Laura Prepon building a snowman, Kevin Jonas and wife Danielle 
Page 44: Horoscope -- Capricorn Zooey Deschanel turned 41 on January 17
* They’re Not Together, But They Should Be -- Aries Jennifer Garner and Aquarius Justin Hartley 
Page 46: Made Ya Look! Emily Blunt strikes a stylish pose 
Page 48: What I’m Into -- Jonathan Van Ness  
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bai-not-bae · 4 years
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survey by a7xbabii
Do you use e-mail often?   I check it once a week, maybe a few times.
Do you hear any animals right now? Yes, they roam around the house everywhere.
Are you in a well-lit room? The light from the computer screen is my only means of light right now in here.
Is your trash can full? No, all of the trash goes outside at the end of each night.
What was the last crunchy thing you consumed? Probably something snack-y, like a potato chip.
Did you view anything disturbing today? Not that I can think of.
Are there any holiday decorations in your house? Yes, we’ve been decorating for awhile now. We’re still decorating. Christmas is everywhere.
When was the last time you had a terrible headache? I haven’t had an exceptionally terrible one in awhile now.
Have you recently put lotion on your hands? I’ve been doing it multiple times a day recently, due to the colder temperatures and my skin starting to get rough and crack.
Are you hungry? I wouldn’t mind eating some breakfast right about now.
Is it rainy where you're at right now? No, the cement is dry. I just double-checked by looking out the window, because it did rain last night for a bit.
Do you carry a purse? If so, describe what it looks like. I have more than just one purse. I switch them up to kind of try and match my outfits, in a way.
Is your cell phone on vibrate? Yes, unless I’m expecting an important call, my phone is usually on “vibrate” mode.
Is your dishwasher full?   Yes, but it’s clean and needs to be put away.
When is the last time you saw someone you like/love. I see her on a daily basis, seeing as how we live together.
Do you like to wear gloves? I like wearing gloves better than I like wearing mittens.
Is there a body of water near where you live? I would say so.
What are your thoughts on Avenged Sevenfold? I’ve definitely heard of the name of this band before, but I was never a big listener of this particular music genre.
Are you wearing anything pink right now? My underwear is various shades of pink. Or, at least this pair is.
Do you like to swim in the ocean? I like going to the beach, which I suppose is essentially the ocean.
What is the creepiest bug you've ever saw? Centipedes are not my friends.
Do you currently have split ends? I’m sure that I probably do, considering the fact that salons were shut down for a second time, and are now being allowed to reopen again with some restrictions.
When is the last time you used the bathroom? When I first woke up this morning.
Do you chew on your lip? Maybe when I’m nervous or trying not to cry.
Are you afraid of needles? They’re not my most favorite thing in the world, but I am able to tolerate them if need be.
What is the last thing you lost? My mind?
When is the last time you saw a bald person? There are plenty of bald people or mostly-bald people that come into my workplace on a daily basis.
What car were you last in? My own vehicle.
Do you like Batman? Not as much as I like some of the other superhero options that are out there.
Have you ever played tennis? Yes, but never competitively or anything like that. In gym class, mostly.
Can you see a star shape in the room you are in? I do not.
What are you sitting on? A chair.
What is the last warm thing you touched? Probably a mug of hot chocolate.
Do you use hand sanitizer?   I use it even more frequently than I did before.
Where do you want to go in life? That’s too deep of a question for me to answer at this point in time.
Are you sweating? No, it’s not warm enough for that.
When is the last time you had to scratch an itch? As soon as I read the word “itch”, of course.
Are you in any kind of club or group that is trying to save animals? No, but that sounds like a noble thing that I should be trying.
Who is the last blonde you saw? I am a blonde-haired person, so...
Where were you two hours after you got up, and what were you doing there? I was sleeping in bed.
Do you wish for world peace? I don’t know anyone in their right mind who wouldn’t wish for something like that.
Have you ever played fetch with a dog? Yes, there are two right here that I can play fetch with on a daily basis.
What is the nearest object that is wood? The desk is made of wood.
Do you use Netflix? Yes, it’s pretty much a staple in this household.
Does your house have a fireplace?   No, it doesn’t.
Do you wake yourself up in the morning, or does someone else? It’s usually either the alarm or one of the pets that does it.
What kind of hoodie did you last wear? I’m wearing one right now. It’s from Cabela’s.
Do you play games on your computer? We play games on the desktop computer, because my laptop can’t handle that kind of stress.
What is the last video game that you played? Animal Crossing, obviously.
Have you ever pet a stingray? No, I’d definitely remember something like that.
If you were on vacation, would you ever go to Ireland? That does seem like a cool place to visit.
Are you logged into Myspace right now? I don’t have a MySpace account.
Did you have anything bad happen to you today? No.
Have you ever been to New York? I live there.
Do you use the term "lol" if you don't have anything to say? It’s a good placeholder word to use sometimes.
Should you be sleeping right now instead of taking this survey? No, I slept all night, I’m good.
Can you truly say you hate anyone? Just one person.
Have you ever dissected a baby pig in a class at school?   No, that wasn’t one of the choices.
What brand of dish liquid do you use? Dawn or Ajax, usually.
When is the last time you ate a Hershey Kiss? There are some peppermint ones in this house right now.
Do you ever feel unappreciated? Sometimes it happens.
Do you currently have any blemishes on your face? Yes, I definitely have plenty of imperfections.
Who is the last baby you held? Probably one of my cousins, or nieces/nephews.
Are you a lover? You’d have to ask Elisabeth.
Do you use smileys often in text convos? Yes, I use an abundance of them.
Do you have the Google toolbar on your computer? No, I don’t.
Do you like Sunkist? There isn’t anything wrong with it, but it wouldn’t be my first choice of soda, either.
Would you ever consider being a cannibal? No, I’m pretty sure I couldn’t ever do that.
Did you forget something important in the past week? Not to the best of my knowledge.
Do you like learning new things? I don’t dislike learning new things...
What color is your toothpaste? It’s white.
Are the floors in your house creaky?  No, not more than usual, I’d say.
Do you fear death? I’m more afraid of others I love passing away.
Is your mouth dry? Not right now.
Do you have any scars from an animal? No, just self-inflicted ones.
Did you have fun with this survey? I didn’t “not” have fun, so...
Was it random enough? It held my attention.
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Dream Big or Go Home
She looked down at the lengthy resume in front of her and then up at me, confusion written all over her face. “So what exactly do you want to do?”
I looked down at my feet as they started to make circles in the carpet in this stranger’s basement. “Well, I want to start a blog and write about travel, people’s stories and environmental topics.”
“Uh huhhh”, she said, with a look on her face as if I had confirmed the sneaking suspicion within her that I had not a clue what I wanted to do with my life. 
You see, there I was in this woman’s basement interviewing for a position as a dog walker despite my parents proposition that they could get me a high paying government job with great benefits. “A dog walking job is flexible and I’ll be able to work on my blog and develop a freelancing business,” I’d propose to my unconvinced parents. The average person might question why I would go out of my way to seek a job like dog walking when I could have a more stable job with a steady income? 
This is a fair question considering that the majority of people’s life goals and ideas of success are to get a high paying job, to save for vacation once or twice a year, to meet the love of their life, to then get married and buy a house and to then have kids allthewhile saving for their retirement at the age of 65 *takes long breath*. However enticing this American Dream might look like to most, to me its always felt like a cage that I’ve been trying my hardest to escape ever since I started college.
I tried my hardest to do exert some level of freedom while living out the American Dream in corporate America. Earlier this year, I even thought I had what I wanted when I got a salaried job in the environmental field. My long distance boyfriend of three years was making a great living in PA and there I was was moving to the Philly area and would only be about an hour commute away from him. How could I have any complaints? After all this would be my first time having a job that provided me with a 401K, health insurance and other snazzy benefits. I moved to Pennsylvania (for the second time now in my life) despite having told anyone I ever met in the past several years I would NEVER move to PA again. Yet despite my better judgement I took the job, moved to the suburbs and threw all of my savings on an apartment with my dog. 
Things were going great, on the surface that is. This is what was supposed to happen. New furniture, clothes, job, friends. Stability??? Now I will be happy. Any minute now...These are the things I tried to tell myself while an alarm center was going off in the pit of myself alerting me that all of this was wrong. My “rational” side would kick in when the alarm bells were going off inside me as if to whip me back into shape and would raise questions and concerns like, ‘Ok well if not this, then what?’ ‘How will you support yourself if not with a 9-5 job?’ ‘Where will you go and how will you live?’ ‘People sometimes have to work jobs they don’t like to have fun and do things they do like’. I wonder where all these thoughts come from...I’m going to help you out gentle reader: The mind of every single scared person in the world trying their hardest to adult right now, thats who!
Listen, these aren’t "wrong” questions but they were meant to silence my gut that was screaming ‘STOP! WE NEED TO SLOW DOWN!’ Its as though my life was put on 1.5x speed and I had no say in it. “This is how its meant to be, this is what’s suppose to happen”. Again and again I’d go in circles trying to convince myself. 
In retrospect, it was only a matter of time then before one of the rungs on the ladder to success broke off and I’d fall flat on my ass. A month or two into my new life, my 3 year relationship ended. In essence, we wanted entirely different things. He wanted to live a simple life in his hometown with his friends and family with a normal salaried 9-5 and I wanted someone to travel the world with and be adventurous and daring together (this is simply one major aspect of why things ended of course). Could I say this was a surprise? Hell no. Again people, warnings, fire alarms, sirens where going off in my stomach the whole relationship. But I stuffed it deep down thinking I could make things work. I was afraid. Afraid of the unknown, of being alone and how I would face the world with my lack of courage.
I was met with a great surprise post breakup, in which my world became somewhat larger as I was no longer forcing a circle into a square peg and trying to be something other than myself. I allowed my gut to start playing more into my everyday desires, like stepping out of my comfort zone and spending more time meeting and getting to know others at work. I began to try new things like acting classes and improv, which I never would have had the courage to do before. The most amazing thing came from this breakup and it was the amazing community and friendships I gained at my workplace. The following months were filled with play and exploration for the first time in a long time in my social life. I felt a part of me open up that I honestly didn’t know existed and I gained immeasurable self confidence from that time. Yet there it was, the nagging sensation that while this was good, there was still more on the other side and that something still wasn’t right and that had largely to do with my job. 
Maybe I’ll write about my job in an entirely separate blog post but to put it simply, it was not the right position or place for me and quite frankly I’m not sure that I fit into a corporate 9-5 atmosphere. I like to blaze my own trail and break the rules, which is pretty much the opposite of how things work in an office thick with spoken and unspoken rules.
Therefore, it was only a matter of time before this too became a ticking time bomb in its own respect. 
“I’m so sorry to do this”, my boss said sheepishly as the HR manager said the words, “You’re terminated, effective immediately”. I found myself fired two days before I was to leave on a trip to visit a friend in the UK. 
 I was in so much shock that I shakily walked back to my desk with my computer and asked for a box to put my stuff into and walked out to my truck with the help of my concerned friends/coworkers. 
It’s a terrible feeling to be fired as you can’t help but wonder what you did wrong or what you could have done differently so it wouldn’t have had to come down to this. But as my friends asked me “Are you ok?” I couldn’t help but say yes and smile as I drove my truck the twenty two minutes it took me to get home. A weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
My world was becoming larger.
Leaving to my trip to the UK was the perfect segue into a new chapter in my life in which after having been laid off I extended my trip to Denmark and Ireland to visit friends and explore. What I didn’t expect is that on the last leg of my trip I would feel more myself than I have ever felt in the past several years, if not ever. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had glimpses of this feeling for example while I was roadtripping out to New Mexico with my dog or traveling to Chiang Mai, Thailand on my own for the first time or when I roadtripped to Minnesota to stay with the Ojibwe people to do research. Its a feeling I’ve never quite been able to put my finger on.
There I was 3 weeks traveled and I had no desire to come back to the States because I felt something stirring inside me. Like an epiphany was about to happen but it hadn’t been given enough time to fully form. 
The second I got home, almost like I was possessed, I walked over to my computer, opened Photobooth video (don’t laugh) and spoke for about an hour in my empty apartment about how I had just figured out what I wanted to do with my life. I needed to capture these thoughts as the words were pouring out of me effortlessly. 
“I want to travel the world, share my love of nature with people, learn from different cultures and share their stories with people all over the world. There’s nothing more powerful than storytelling in helping to inspire change in ourselves and in the world around us and I want to contribute to that.”
So there it was. This would be my new path. No more slaving away at a 9-5 doing repetitive work with seemingly no autonomy. I would do whatever it took to pave my own path by becoming a blogger and following my crazy dream to travel and tell stories about nature and people. 
Flash forward to the present moment three weeks after my return to the States followed by my word vomit of a video I find myself in my family’s house in DC after having moved out of my apartment outside of Philly. I’m struggling to keep that momentum and inspiration going. I’m working on developing a schedule to self educate on becoming a freelancer, blogger and subject expert. The thing is, however hard this may be, I know in my gut that THIS, this is right for me right now. 
I’m writing this after having realized that my childhood stuffed animal, Ping Pong, was lost in the move. I KNOW this seems like a total derailment but bare with me. This might seem silly to most people but its been a huge part of my life.
Traveling is not foreign to me. I grew up moving every 1-3 years and therefore have had to get used to saying goodbye to people, places and things and its ultimately had a huge impact on my sense of home or place in this world. For example, I don’t know where home is for me and sometimes that is exciting and other times it sucks. There are a few things therefore that are very near and dear to me because in the wake of so many constant changes and ever changing life circumstances, something as childish as a stuffed animal has been at times the only constant for me for the past 20+ years. Every place I have ever traveled that bear has come with me. Losing this stuffed animal is truly the one thing that has tipped the emotional scale for me in what I feel like must be a de-shedding of my previous self and everything I’ve held onto my whole life.
While I can’t express how sad it makes me that I’ve lost this childhood keepsake, I know that the memories I’ve had with it and what it reminds me of while stay with me forever. What can’t be taken from you are your experiences and what truly matters then are the people you surround yourself with, the communities you embrace and let embrace you and the moments you take to stop and enjoy the little things in life. 
This year has been, and continues to be a huge learning curve for me but has made me realize that we have to follow our gut and what we truly want and dream of. 
I’m going take the path less chosen and devote my time and energy on figuring out to execute what I envision in this life because up until now I’ve been selling myself short. This is entirely due to crippling fear and anxiety of failure, judgement from others and fear of the unknown. 
One last thing I want to say is that sometimes those closest to you and generally those around you will tell you to what you can and can’t do or should and shouldn’t do. Its not because they are don’t love you or want to see you succeed its purely because people like to speak from what they know. Its up to YOU to show yourself what you’re capable of and only up to you to push the limits on what you believe you can do. Never take no for an answer in this world and keep going even when it seems life is beating you down because there’s always a lesson in everything that’s thrown our way and while we can’t choose our circumstances we can choose how we react and respond to them. 
I’m not a great writer but I’ll get better at it eventually and guess what? Whatever you want to do deep down, you’ll get better at too if you want it bad enough. It just takes practice. I hope this is inspiring or helps others and honestly I wrote this to inspire and help myself, so there. 
What path will you take? What have you always wanted to do in life or try and have been to afraid to bite the bullet on? The world is your oyster and if you want it, go for it!
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bluerighthand · 6 years
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Baby Steps
Prequel to GUAS (though you don't have to read that first if you don't want to).
Summary: It’s 1893. Tommy is turning three, Arthur Snr's disappearance has left the family reeling, and Polly navigates life as a teenager. 
Notes: It was my birthday on Thursday, so I wanted to write a little fluffy thing about mini Tommy's birthday, which sort of ran away with me and turned into a prequel to GUAS - so angst has crept in (sorry!)
Words: 3,304
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16135868
Warnings: poverty, brief mentions of death, Arthur Snr being shitty from a distance
Tommy Shelby was an adorably frustrating baby. There was simply no other way of putting it. With the exception of his father, who already showed a strong preference for his older brother, Tommy’s big blue eyes and chubby cheeks melted even the hardest of hearts. He fully exploited this of course, which is where the frustration came in. He had the ability to get into trouble in every conceivable way possible.
From the moment he could crawl, he was near impossible to keep track of. Arthur Jnr, though enthusiastically rising to his role of top Tommy locator, often got distracted, and a frantic Jane would find them happily playing together behind a crate or in the stables hours after they’d wandered off.
She wasn’t a bad mother, far from it, everyone in Small Heath knew how much she loved her boys. But working two jobs to provide for the household, and sorting laundry, meals and upkeep left her with little time to spare. It had been easier since Polly had come to live with them, but the boys were fond of exploring, and an extra pair of eyes did little to deter them. Her husband, if she could even still call him that, hadn’t been home for over a year. She’d woken last spring to a hastily scrawled note on the bedsheets, and a few stolen coins in her wallet.
Big business opportunity in Ireland, he’d said. Didn’t want to wake you. Be back before Thomas turns two.
Jane took out the note sometimes, from where it was carefully tucked inside the book in her bedside drawer. She did so now, on the eve of Tommy’s third birthday. Arthur hadn’t come back. There had been no letters, no telephone calls. She’d tried to track him down in Ireland, through hotel bookings and their family friends in Galway, but to no avail. Most people refused to give out such information over the phone, and she couldn’t leave the boys. Even if she could, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. Lying awake in the dead of night, she sometimes wondered if he was dead, if she should move on and forget him. But how could she forget the way he used to kiss her?
The wistfulness soon passed, and she finally did what she should have done months ago, scrunching the note up with a cry of frustration and throwing it across the room. It bounced off the wall, falling into the thin layer of dust around the foot of her dresser. She hung her head, fingers clenching painfully in her hair as she squeezed.
“Jane?” said a small voice, and she composed herself, lifting her head to see her sister-in-law in the doorway. Polly was still wearing her school clothes, the crumpled pinafore hanging loose on her body and her laddered tights looking particularly worse for wear in the fading light. She was looking more like Arthur every day. Jane held out a hand, but Polly crossed the room and picked up her brother’s note.
“Pol” she started, but she had already unfolded it, a deep frown appearing on her forehead as she read. She clung to the paper for a moment, before letting it drop to the floor, joining Jane on the bed. They didn’t speak for a while, each lost in their own memories.
“Is he ever coming back?” asked Polly bitterly. Jane wrapped an arm around her shoulders, marvelling at how tall she was getting since turning 13.
“I don’t know” she said honestly. It was hard to make promises in Small Heath. The situation was ever changing, usually from bad to worse, and she didn’t want to get Polly’s hopes up. For all her resentment, Arthur was still her older brother.
“I hate him” said Polly, and Jane shook her head, immediately cursing her instinct for still jumping to defend someone who’d left his children with nothing, and his sister to grieve their mother alone. She swallowed her protest, instead jumping up and crossing the room. Considering the circumstances, she thought Polly had adjusted to life in Watery Lane pretty well after a few months, though it was clear she missed her mother terribly. Helping around the house, and taking care of the kids was both an enormous help to Jane and a distraction for her. Although they liked to wind her up, both Arthur and Tommy adored their aunt, and Jane smiled to see them all piled on the sofa together in the evenings. Loving them enough for two parents wasn’t hard.
“What do you think?” asked Jane, taking out a knitted horse from her bag and handing it to Polly. She grinned, stroking over the brown string mane and button eyes.
“He’s going to love it” said Polly.
“Took bloody ages” said Jane, laughing. “Couldn’t get the stitches right at first”.
“Where’d you get the wool?”. “Charlie knows a girl at the dying factory” said Jane with a wry smile. The horse wasn’t perfect, she knew. There were a few loose threads, and the shape was more like a sausage with smaller sausages for legs than the toys she’d seen in the shop windows, but she was confident Tommy would love it all the same. The dog she’d made for Arthur years before still accompanied him to bed each night, and her heart warmed to think of her boys snuggled up together with the toys she’d made them.
“Right” she said, with a glance at the clock. “It’s ten o’clock you, get to bed”. Polly nodded reluctantly, pulling out her clips and letting her hair fall around her face as she walked down the hallway. Jane readied herself for bed, before kissing Polly goodnight and opening the boys’ door an inch to peek inside. They were both breathing deeply, fast asleep. The curtains were slightly open, a chink of lamplight from the street beyond casting long shadows on the patterned wallpaper.
Jane tiptoed in, picking up Arthur’s dog from where it had fallen to the ground and nestling it in beside him once again. Turning to Tommy’s cot, she pulled the blanket up over his shoulders, taking a moment to look at her son as a two-year-old for the last time.
On his last birthday, Tommy was just beginning to understand the concept. The finer details were lost to him, but he knew when Arthur had birthdays he got toys that Tommy wasn’t allowed to play with, and what Tommy wasn’t allowed, he actively sought after. This usually resulted in a tug of war, and tears when a winner emerged. Charlie had chuckled when he witnessed this, recounting a fight he’d had with Jane over a spinning top that ended in a nosebleed, several smashed plates and two very angry parents.
Even so, Jane wanted no fighting today. She was exhausted, lying awake in the small hours thinking today of all days would be the one Arthur would call. She gave up on sleeping, trudging downstairs at around six to prepare breakfast. The telephone remained silent, as she knew deep down it would, but it dominated the room nonetheless, drawing her eyes and trapping her in a cycle of pacing and staring.
An hour later, breakfast was made, and Tommy’s horse and a few other packages from relatives were arranged carefully around his plate. Jane headed upstairs, changing out of her nightclothes and waking Polly.
Polly didn’t appreciate the fact it was a school day, but forced herself out of bed nonetheless. She hadn’t enjoyed school since she’d moved to Small Heath. On top of losing her mother and her home, the thought of her friends together at her old school moving on without her made her feel sick. They’d surely forget her if she didn’t write regularly, but there was little money for ink and paper, and even less for stamps. She’d managed to swipe a few from the post office and send a letter to Katherine, but she’d had nothing in reply.
Maybe there’d been a mix up with the post, and the letter had never reached her. Or maybe she was too busy for old friends. Polly had telephoned of course, but she’d stopped ringing her friends a month ago, when Ruby’s mother had told her they were all away together, visiting Maggie’s grandmother in the country. They’d never rang her first anyway, it was always her to dial the numbers. She still knew them off by heart.
She hadn’t spoken to Jane about it, didn’t want to bother her with such things when she was already struggling. She was under the impression Polly had made friends, and settled in at this school. She wasn’t lying exactly, just giving her guardian one less thing to worry about. All the girls in her class thought she was scary, and strange. She’d heard them whispering about her in the courtyard. She had no luck with befriending the boys either, as they were only interested in girls who would hang off their arms and dote upon their every word.
Having Arthur there helped a bit, although he was more interested in playing soldiers than hanging out with his aunt at break time. It was one year and two months until she could leave. She’d decided she wanted to be an accountant, and was researching courses, despite her brother’s disapproval of women in the workplace. Who cared what he thought anyway, she reminded herself firmly. He hadn’t even seen her since she was eleven, and it seemed that men were the cause of most problems in the world anyway.
She groaned as she put on her tights, and the biggest ladder ripped even further. To hell with it, she thought, pulling them on anyway. Not like she had to impress anyone.
Jane opened the boys’ door and pulled the curtains, pale morning light rushing into the room. Tommy was just starting to wake when she entered, rubbing his eyes and rolling over onto his back.
“Good morning my birthday boy!” she cooed, reaching down and scooping Tommy out of his cot. He was almost too big for it now, and she’d have to get Charlie to build him a proper bed soon. The bars had been ineffective for months anyway. Jane still hadn’t been able to catch him in the act, so God knows how he managed it, but she often found him out of bed, toddling around the house at night time, or playing on the floor innocently the next morning. Tommy yawned, wrapping his arms around her neck as she pressed kisses onto his hair.
The thought that she couldn’t give him the day she wanted to resurfaced, and guilt settled in her stomach. Even with two jobs, there were three kids to look after and endless bills to pay, meaning funds were always stretched thin. Charlie helped out, bringing money and toys for the kids whenever he could, but she just wanted to give them more. She couldn’t bake him a cake, for instance. She’d saved some extra food stamps for fresh eggs and lard, but they couldn’t afford to use any more on just one day, no matter how special it was.
Tommy jolted Jane out of her thoughts by grabbing at her earring, giggling as she pinched his cheek. Perching on the edge of Arthur’s bed, she woke him with a gentle shake to the shoulder. Sitting up and stretching, Arthur beamed at his brother.
“Happy birthday Tommy!” he yelled, Jane shushing him quickly in case their neighbours were still sleeping. Arthur used a quieter voice, and she placed Tommy on the bed. He crawled over to Arthur, climbing into his lap.
“How old are you today Tom?” Jane asked. Tommy thought about this, before laughing and holding up all ten fingers.
“No” groaned Arthur, trying to lower seven with little success. “Mama, Tommy thinks he’s ten”.
“I think he’s just joking darling” said Jane, reaching over to tickle Tommy, who squealed.
“I’m really three!” he said, once Jane had relented, like he’d let them in on a big secret. Arthur nodded, satisfied, and wrapped him in a hug.
Half an hour later, Polly’s jaw dropped as she stared at the full breakfast table. Usually they were lucky to get a slice of bread in the morning, and she relied on school lunches to get her through the day.
“Been saving” said Jane. “Managed to get a fresh loaf, and there’s eggs, lard and milk too”.
Polly sighed happily, buttering a slice of bread and tucking in. Arthur was also on a mission to eat as much as physically possible, but Jane didn’t scold him as he wolfed down his eggs noisily. Tommy, though usually perfectly content to nibble on a bread crust, also appreciated his birthday breakfast. He’d spotted the horse the second he was through the door, and it had remained hugged close to his chest for the remainder of the meal. Uncle Charlie had wrapped up some coloured blocks for him, and his grandfather had sent some clothes, which Jane was extremely grateful for.
Breakfast took longer than usual, with the extra food and the presents, so Polly and Arthur were in a rush to get ready for school. Jane was reluctant to leave the house should the telephone finally ring, but common sense won out, and she pulled on a pair of thin gloves. The bleak grey of winter was finally abating, though there was still a crisp chill in the air. Shrugging on Jane’s old shoes and coat, Polly buttoned Arthur’s blazer and ushered him outside.
Jane stepped out behind them, pulling the door closed with a slam and handing Tommy to Polly. This was their usual routine. Polly held Tommy, and she carried Arthur, to save him from the ground that cut into his soft bare feet. She thought of the day Arthur would be too big to be held, and pressed a kiss to his hair protectively.
He’d taken their father’s disappearance badly, sitting for hours by the phone, and grabbing letters straight from the postman’s hands in his eagerness for news, crumpling in disappointment when there was nothing.
She set him down at the gates, and he started to run into the yard, but turned back after a moment to reach up and ruffle Tommy’s hair as he’d seen Charlie do in farewell. Polly handed her nephew to Jane, saying goodbye before following Arthur into school, mentally counting the hours until she could leave. Tommy waved goodbye, eyes roaming curiously around the school yard. He’d be there himself in under two years, Jane couldn’t believe it.
She returned to the house with Tommy, humming to him under her breath as he took in the world, horse clutched in his little hands.
Luckily, today was a cleaning day rather than an office day, and so she was able to take Tommy to work with her rather than leave him in Charlie’s yard, or in the strict care of Mrs Hanson’s nursery school down the lane. Gathering her supplies, they left quickly for the first house, to nip their lateness in the bud before it delayed them further.
Tommy was usually a terror when she was cleaning. Jane’s back was often turned, giving him free reign to wander off, grab anything within reach, eat things that shouldn’t be eaten or pet the family dog a little too enthusiastically. She sometimes spent more time dealing with him than actually cleaning. Thank God Arthur was now in school.
Today however, Tommy was happy waving his horse around, making it jump from surface to surface and perform mid-air somersaults. The second house had a long hallway, which Tommy loved to run down, tiring him out for the next few locations and prompting him to curl up on a cushion whilst Jane worked rather than cause trouble. He was roused by a biscuit from the last house, and perked up further once Jane was carrying him home.
He wanted to walk, and she let him once their route reached smooth slabs of pavement rather than gravel or dirt tracks. They neared Watery Lane, and Tommy held his mother’s hand as they passed by hissing machines and factory workers.
“What we doing later Mama?” he asked.
“Well” Jane said, drawing out the ‘l’ sound for dramatic effect, “we’re going to go to the pasture”. Tommy shrieked in excitement, jumping up and down and brandishing his knitted toy at Jane. They’d have to think of a name for it she thought, as she ruffled his hair fondly. How he could still get so excited for somewhere they went at least once a week warmed her heart. Arthur and Polly had returned home whilst they were out, and were lounging on the sofa as they arrived.
“Going to horses!” Tommy announced, running over to Arthur, who was equally enthusiastic.
“I can gallop the fastest” he said to Tommy, demonstrating by running around the room in imitation. Tommy gave him a deadpan stare, which always made Polly crack up. How could someone so young have such a look inside them? They were both galloping now, picking their feet up like they watched the horses do in the fields. Of course, Arthur had the advantage, and was soon lapping Tommy, who burst into tears and began to sulk after he tripped over his brother’s schoolbag. Where he’d learnt the word sabotage, Polly wasn’t sure.
Jane returned with two cups of tea to the chaotic scene, but didn’t have it in her to be angry with either of them today, simply wiping Tommy’s tears and distracting him with their upcoming trip. Though he kept up his protests most of the way, Tommy quietened as they neared the stables, and Jane had to stifle a laugh as Arthur attempted to lift him up to see the horses by way of apology. She took over, lifting Tommy up and smiling proudly as he stroked a horse’s mane.
“Which one do you want to go on Tommy?” asked Polly, already leading her favourite filly, Wilma, out of the stables. Tommy began to enthusiastically list every horse present, and then some who weren’t.
“One Tommy, one” laughed Jane. They’d have to work on his counting. Eventually, Tommy settled on a bay horse called Ossian, named after the most financially successful racehorse of England in 1883. Of course Arthur Snr had been the one to name him. Driven by money, that man.
This Ossian however, was not destined for a racing life, and was happy to be brushed and provided with enough hay to happily munch the days away.
Jane saddled him up, and climbed on, Polly handing Tommy up to her. Arthur, under careful supervision, was now allowed to ride a smaller horse on his own. Jane was still slightly wary about it, but he was nearly seven, and usually on best behaviour at the stables.
The afternoon was spent cantering around the fields, breeze cool and the sky a bright blue away from the smog of the inner city. Wildflowers bloomed within the long grass, and Polly had a small yellow buttercup in her hair.
They stopped for a drink a while later, and Polly persuaded Jane to wear a pale pink flower through her buttonhole. Arthur ended up with a daisy, and Tommy a forget-me-not.
It was so peaceful out here, and in the evening sun the laughter of her children and sister-in-law reminded Jane that this was all she needed. They may not have riches, but a mansion and a car could never bring her this happiness. They were all fed and clothed, Tommy had a present he loved and a family who adored him. Arthur may not be there to watch his sister and sons grow up, but she was, and that was enough.
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Work from Home Chad Chronicles Part 2 because I've already reached max capacity on the other one 😂
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15/09/20
Today, I noticed that he removed "Pizza time 🤩" from his status now and changed his profile pic to Peter Griffin.
The first one really dampened my mood because I was the one who taught him how to add that and it was meaningful to me. Is that a sign that he's moved on? 😂 Or am I overthinking this again?
I prayed about him again last night but I really don't know. How can I date him? It's going to be a year next month and it's killing me. Help.
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21/09/20
Had my interview for the QA role on Friday and I feel like it went really well as in super well na I am really hoping na I will really get it.
But a realisation occurred to me, if God gives this to me, I am going to have to take it as a sign na he wants me to focus on my career. I wouldn't be able to date Chad because I will be above him. It truly sucks but we can't get everything in life, we would need to sacrifice something in order to get to where we want.
I've been wanting to progress in my career for the longest time and it's either I choose love or career. I want to experience love but if a career opportunity comes knocking on my door, this is what I'll have to choose. My mom chose her career over love, she was able to provide for her family and in the end, she found love. Maybe that's the path God wants me to take.
Whatever happens Lord, take the wheel. If you want me to be with him, then I'll gladly accept that too.
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29/09/20
So I didn't get the QA role and he didn't get the SME role either...
So it means, I have to make a move on him at some point since we're still level 13s.
However, meeting the parents really scares me because his parents are rich and I feel like I am so out of their league. I mean, they may be nice people and all but I don't know how they'll feel about me.
I'm thinking wayyy too ahead, it's not like he's even agreed to go on a date with me like 😂
Anyways, I think I still need a lot more time to discern about this.
Also quite sad that both of my wing women has left the company. 😭 I'm alone in this game called love now. I mean if he leaves as well, then it's going to be much easier for me to move on.
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8/10/20
So I was looking into our office's Workplace platform and there was a post about 5 weeks ago from one of the SMEs and he was asked to tag the team.
He didn't tag me...but he tagged the new joiners on our team.... I know I may be overthinking this but cmon how could you forget about me?
Is this a sign I should move on and move to a different company?
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25/10/20
Okay was curious about the number on his linkedin, added it on WhatsApp and if that is still his phone number, omg how cute he has his dog as his profile pic haha
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30/10/20
So a year has officially passed since I started growing a crush on him. ARGH I HATE THIS 🥺
Had a dream that I confessed to him on messenger because he was leaving the company. I saw that he said "yup" before i opened the thread so I thought he said yes to a date with me but he just replied to my message where I said the message can be deleted in one click if he rejects me. Then I saw him in the office collecting his stuff and we just ignored each other. Weird dream tbh haha.
Then in another dream that followed, I also confessed to him via messenger but this time, he said yes to a date with me.
Honestly, I am very anxious when I finally ask him out. I am thinking January, so I can let the holiday season pass by and hopefully Ireland will be in Level 2 then so we can sit in a café. But I was also thinking of going on a walk in St Stephen's Green Park.
I'll just really have to take a risk and just go for it. I just hope he'll be man enough to reject me, if ever, rather than to seen zone me. I'm praying for a positive outcome but we'll see. Even if I get rejected, it'll be a life experience and we're still working from home so I won't see him and I can just ignore his messages on our GC etc. Also I can leave the company if ever, but honestly, I don't want another job til I become a trainee solicitor, I just really want a raise.
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4/11/20
So today seems like the first anniversary of Entry 50, where we both said we preferred American Pancakes and when he waved goodbye to me. 😂
Haaaayyy, if only things were different now... But really, it will be hard for me to delete these entries if ever he does reject me. Or maybe I'll just forget about this blog for a few years until I find my special someone and I'll be more okay with deleting these entries.
Also, he started playing Hollow Knight, hahah same like xD
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3/12/20
It's been 3 months since last talked and it's been sad, ish but not too bothered.
So I decided I was going to finally ask him in the new year and decided to give myself a deadline of January 15. At this point, I just really don't care anymore, I want to get it over and done. If he doesn't reciprocate then that's okay.
BUUUUTTTTT 2 new QA roles opened up for our project and I heard it's being fast tracked where interviews are likely to take place in 2 weeks time because of new people joining the project. I am really confident about it this time and if I do get it, my ultimatum now is if I don't start my QA role by January 15, I am still going ahead with it. But even still, I still kinda want to go ahead with it, what harm can 1 date do? If we do go on more, we'd definitely need to inform the higher ups because they may not let me be his QA.
Anyways, I really hope I do get this because it really is my time.
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14/12/20
Like seriously, why is my intuition of him leaving in January so so so strong? I guess we'll see when our January schedule is released.
PS I have my QA interview tomorrow again and I am dying. Everything will be okay.
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15/12/20
Yep, butchered the interview so hey Chad, I am definitely going to ask you out on January 😂
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Chiara had spent the hot day sending him racist memes and naked pictures of herself smoking weed with captions like “use me” and “punish me Daddy”, so when he finished work he walked through the evening heat to her apartment on Sussex Road. They had sex in the degrading style favoured by many of the fascist women he’s slept with. He spanked her and called her “my Italian slut” and she growled “hit me” with strands of hair stuck to her face from the heat and afterwards they slept until the fingers of late-evening chill reached in the open window and woke them up to the twilight sounds of eating and drinking in the outdoor seating of the restaurants on the street below her apartment. He put back on his work clothes. She pulled a Sea Shepherd t-shirt down over the nordic tattoos on her ribs. They went out into the last light to smoke weed.
They sat side by side on the fire escape, six floors up. She lit a joint and they passed it between them. They inhaled the weed and the smell of the spring evening and the promise of summer you get in April that’s always better than the summer that comes. Two Chinese lanterns drifted like UFOs across the sunset.
“These things kill birds.”, she said, stretching her t-shirt over her knees.
The smoke from the joint rose into the pre-night sky. He thought he could hear the sea from miles away where the scattered lights of the skyline stopped. A breeze ruffled through the trees in the car park below. The waving leaves fanned up the sounds of the city again—a car starting, a gate closing, a dog spooked by something in the almost-dark, the offbeat steps of someone walking with keys their pocket, a barge lapping down the canal, words drifting back and forth between a drawn out group of dawdling friends, the lonely drumming of another office block being built overnight.
He was a journalist. He was investigating the investment funds who were taking over the Dublin property market—Blackstone, Cerberus, IRES Reit, Kennedy Wilson. He thought of them as an invasive, subspecies of money. He looked down from the fire escape at that crime scene of a city and imagined dark movements of money running along in the streets like eels along the bottom of a lake. He smoked and watched the dark sway as the funds moved more blocks of apartments onto their balance sheets. He watched as rent left silently from drowsy family kitchens and passed through walls and borders and oceans and into the bank accounts of corporate landlords. He imagined houses being repossessed by shadowy security firms. He thought of homes being turned into AirBnBs and of tourists appearing in them overnight like ghosts.
He could see money more clearly in the daytime when it took its human form, as accountants, property managers, bankers, surveyors, solicitors, former politicians. Or as men in balaclavas—sabotaging protests, infiltrating movements, breaking down desperately barricaded doors, putting families into the street with their lives in black bags on the ground beside them, and disappearing again into the white vans he thinks might be following him.
They finished the joint as the spring night fell over Dublin like the shade from a tree. A man stood alone in the car park below, staring up at them. They went back inside.
She changed into her pyjamas: a hoodie which had “don’t need sex because capitalism fucks me every day” written on it. She was on big money though. She worked for a cyber security company. She said she would rather be a housewife and be “paid by a man to lounge around in lingerie”. She rejected as “girl-boss feminism” and “peak neoliberalism” any attempt people made to praise her for being a Woman in STEM. She refused all invitations to speak at conferences with names like ‘The Women Disrupting Tech’, ‘Girls Who Code’, ‘Hacking the Patriarchy’ and ‘Queering the Algorithm’. Her Tinder bio read: “dominate me in the bedroom, not in the workplace”.
For a man like him, a Marxist-Leninist and occasional Maoist Third Worldist, there was something so appealing about a woman who so angrily rejected liberal feminism. She was a tech fascist who believed in the utopian vision of the early internet. She was a tech fascist who believed that Europe was diverse enough a hundred years ago. She had moved to Ireland because the tech industry here pays so much. She had moved to Ireland because it was the whitest place left in Western Europe. She had access to sensitive information and she was passing it on to him because she believed all information should be free. She had access to sensitive information and she was passing it on to him because it would hurt the “Jewish conspiracy of global finance”.
She took a USB from her weed box and handed it to him as he got ready to leave. She pulled the curtains across the open window and wrote on a post-it note:
“This is big”
“What is it?” He wrote back.
“Check on this when you get home.” She wrote.
The post-it notes fell around her feet. She put a new laptop into his bag.
“It hasn’t been contaminated by the internet, don’t connect it.” She wrote.
“Thanks.” He wrote.
“Imagine you’re being watched.” She wrote.
“Am I?” He said aloud.
She underlined ‘imagine’ with three lines.
He left her place. The night was so beautifully laundered by the spring air that he started walking back to Cabra under the smell of the new-born leaves. There are always a few nights like that in April, when the first heat intoxicates the city and the streets sway with that first drink feeling of a good thing beginning.
He turned onto a quiet, cooling street. A white van was driving behind him. He walked. He listened. Everything sounded pre-recorded on a soundstage like in a film noir from the fifties: a bike ticking by; a curtain beating against an open window; his footsteps; his breathing; his heartbeat. He was sure it was the same white van that had been following him for weeks. He watched it as it passed. He checked for alleyways or driveways he could disappear into. He turned around and walked back towards the busy safety of Mespil Road. The van went by again. His heart panicked as it passed. On Mespil Road he put his hand out for a taxi. He sat into the backseat and closed the door.
It’s interesting, psychologically speaking, the driver said eventually, the way you tried to open your door so soon after you got in.
Don’t you think?
I had a chap in the car last week. Drove him all the way and he never tried that door once.
Do you know why?
Control.
Control.
He didn’t want to admit to himself that he couldn’t get out. He could’ve tried the door. He could have been on his way. But he let me take him without even trying to escape. Just sat back there chatting. Playing it cool, you know.
Interesting isn’t it? Psychology.
I’m interested in that kind of thing. 
The mind.
Now you’ve got the opposite problem. You took one look at me in me sunglasses and thought to yourself fuck this I’m away. Sunglasses at night, you says to yourself, what’s with this fella?
But now.
You know the door is locked.
I know you know the door is locked.
You know I know you know the door is locked.
I know you know I know the door is locked.
Interesting isn’t it?
Psychology.
Hear that? Last train going over the river. Anyone on that train, coming into town Thursday midnight, they’ve a story to tell. More interesting than the stuff you’re writing now.
We’ve a few journalists with us. They do well. Decent money, a few stories when you need it.
Someone your age, in all seriousness, needs to start thinking about the future.
Planning.
Your rent is what…€700 a month?
Rent is money down the drain.
Down the drain.
Stoneybatter. Some lovely pubs around here.
Look at that lad. Not from Mayo is he.
I was over in Jamaica for a while but. Working for himself. Great country. Lovely beaches. Good weather. Great place to do business. That’s why he’s there of course. Lot easier to deal with people such as yourself out there. No messing around. You want something done—bang—you just pay the right man and it’s done.
Get in the way of progress and—bang.
No messing.
You know who runs this country? You know who you should be investigating?
The unions. The people who contribute nothing. The bloated public sector.
This thing you’re looking into. For example, classic example. The government sold the properties at such a low price because the fund had businessmen working for them, and they were negotiating, think about it, with who? With civil servants and politicians. That’s the whole story. Write it if you want. Public sector versus private sector. Private sector wins every time. There were no bribes or anything.
Just pure business acumen.
Free market. Winners and losers. Simple as that.
Roads are quiet out here.
Dark houses.
You’re probably hoping your roommates are home. Housemates I suppose, should be called.
You’re 36 yeah?
If you don’t mind me saying, you should be putting down roots. Should be saving.
You must spend, what, 50 quid a week on weed. Cut that out and you’d have what…52 weeks in a year…5x5 is 25 that’s…you’d have about €2,600 extra in your pocket. You’d be surprised how quickly it adds up.
Honestly.
There’s no one home tonight by the way.
The accountant is in Frankfurt.
Midwife’s at her fella’s.
Now this is you isn’t it?
You make my job interesting I’ll give you that. Lot of overtime.
160...162…164…66…68, now.
Before you go.
I was watching ‘Narcos’ last night. On Netflix. It’s a series, not a film. Very interesting. It’s about Pablo Escobar. Colombian drug lord. He gives people a choice right. “Silver or lead” he says. In spanish. Worth a watch. On Netflix.
Now, 13.90 is the damage.
Thank you sir.
And 5 is 18.90 and one is 19.90 and 10 cent is 20 and that’s yours back.
The driver reset the meter, turned on the roof light and drove away past the night-coloured houses.
His house was silent. He opened the door. He stared into the hallway. He sniffed the air. A truck dipped into a pothole on the main road. The noise of it shocked him into slamming the front door behind him. The noise of that scared him too. He turned on the light in the hallway. He turned on the light in the narrow kitchen. He turned on the light in the dusty living room. With downstairs lit up it was like the dark outside was staring in the window at him. He took a knife from the draining board. He held it in front of him like a gun and walked upstairs. He stopped after every step on the carpeted stairs to let the creaking wood underneath his foot go silent.
He went into his room knife first. The window was open. The room had been brushed clean by the bristles of spring breeze which had been blowing in since he left that morning. He turned on his desk lamp. He rolled a joint in its light. He smoked out the window. In the time he was in the taxi dew had fallen like snow and like snow it had shocked the small gardens and the empty suburban streets around his house into silence. His neighbour’s gardens were abandoned and embalmed, full of toys, bikes, paddling pools, footballs, sun loungers and kitchen chairs; like the curtain had just gone down at the end of a play.
She texted him.
“I think we should stop doing this.”
He put the USB into the laptop she had given him.
“Ok.” He replied.
He typed in the password. She had copied all of the investment fund’s emails and their slack chats and their bank accounts and their internal payments system.
“Can I come over?” She texted him.
“Ok.” He replied.
He read some of the emails. They talked about bribing politicians and government officials so they could get all those apartment blocks and offices and housing estates cheap. All that property and debt the government bought after the banks collapsed. He made notes. He wrote on post it notes and attached them to the wall. His joint went out and ashed on his notes.
He was tired but didn’t want to sleep alone. Maybe it was the shock of the taxi, or the way she completely surrendered to him during sex, or the way she quoted Lacan when they lay together afterwards, maybe it was his receding hairline which he checked every night, watching it as if it was a clock ticking towards the end, or maybe it was the sounds on the stairs he searched his brain to explain away.
She opened his bedroom door.
“How did you get in?” He asked her.
“Hi to you also.” She said, sitting on the side of the bed, taking her leather boots off.
“Your housemate let me. He always wears sunglasses at night?”
“What did he say?”
“He said you were upstairs. And then he sat on the kitchen with a glass of water.”
“One second.”
He went downstairs and into the kitchen with the knife out in front of him. A glass was on its side on the table, rolling back and forth. Water dripped from the table onto the floor. It pooled by his feet. He waited. The sky lightened as he waited. The house fell into dawn. Morning heat rose in waves from the damp garden. The joint wore off. He checked all the doors. He went back upstairs.
She was asleep. She had written ‘slut’ in lipstick across her chest. He smoked out the window. The good weather stirred outside. He heard a van parking and wondered if it was white. She woke up.
“Rape me.” She whispered, sleepily.
The sound of birds singing came in the open window. Like every haunted man, the singing reminded him of sleep.
[The Man in the Black Pyjamas is an Irish writer based in Bogotá. He has been previously published in ‘The Irish Times’, ‘The Moth Magazine’, ‘Cassandra Voices’, ‘Number Eleven Magazine’, ‘Deep Water Literary Journal’, ‘Increature Magazine’, ‘Cold Coffee Stand’ and ‘Headstuff Magazine’. He won second place in the Fish International Short Story Competition in 2016. He tweets at @pyjamas_black.]
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Us, August 17
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Cover: Ellen DeGeneres is finished -- who will steal her show? 
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Page 1: First Look -- Sarah Jessica Parker at the reopening of her SJP Collection store in midtown Manhattan 
Page 4: Who Wore It Best? Madeline Brewer vs. Maya Jama, Irina Shayk vs. Olivia Culpo 
Page 6: Loose Talk -- Tyler Perry joking during an interview with Gayle King who asked about Prince Harry and Meghan Markle staying at his L.A. home, Kelly Clarkson on kids River and Remington’s plan to stop the recent earthquake in California, John Owen Lowe reacting to Gwyneth Paltrow’s admission on dad Rob Lowe’s podcast that his mom Sheryl Berkoff taught her how to perform oral sex, Rihanna on her iconic yellow 2015 Met Gala dress, Prince William on the worst gift he’s even given to his better half 
Page 8: Contents 
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Page 10: Hot Pics -- Scott Disick and Kourtney Kardashian on a coffee date 
Page 11: Adele loves Beyonce’s new visual album Black Is King so much she even coordinated her outfit to watch it, Tracee Ellis Ross, Alessandra Ambrosio takes a dip in Malibu 
Page 12: Katy Perry enjoys a day at the beach weeks before her due date, Chrissy Teigen and John Legend and kids Luna and Miles, Christina Aguilera and son Max on an Airstream adventure 
Page 13: Demi Lovato and Max Ehrich PDA, President Barack Obama during his eulogy for Rep. John Lewis, Jessie James Decker and husband Eric Decker in Nashville 
Page 14: Trendy Tykes -- these famous kiddos dress to impress -- Ciara’s daughter Sienna, DJ Khaled’s son Aalam, Kourtney Kardashian’s daughter Penelope, Victoria Beckham’s daughter Harper 
Page 15: Blue Ivy Carter the daughter of Beyonce and Jay-Z, Kylie Jenner’s daughter Stormi, Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka and twins Harper and Gideon, Cardi B and Offset’s daughter Kulture 
Page 16: Animal Planet -- pets steal the show from their celeb parents -- Ireland Baldwin and her dog Chikin, Salma Hayek and bunny Lullaby, Kat Dennings and her rescue cat Millie, Chris Evans and his dog Dodger, PLEASE ADOPT, DON’T SHOP 
Page 18: Stars They’re Just Like Us -- Dylan Sprouse and Barbara Palvin go out to eat, Elizabeth Banks goes hiking, Jesse Tyler Ferguson shops for food 
Page 19: Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson bonds with his kids, Brooke Shields exercises, Lucy Hale grabs a drink to go, Ayesha Curry and husband Stephen Curry try paddleboarding 
Page 22: Hollywood Moms -- Lindsay Arnold on her first pregnancy 
Page 23: Jinger Duggar and Jeremy Vuolo’s daughter Felicity is ready to be a big sister, the stars of My Pregnant Husband welcomed baby Zayn in December, Katherine Schwarzenegger will share the values of forgiveness with her new baby 
Page 24: Love Lives -- Christina Milian and Matt Pokora vacay baes 
Page 25: Ben Affleck and Ana de Armas going strong, Thom Evans and Nicole Scherzinger only have eyes for each other, David Foster and wife Katharine McPhee are definitely trying for a baby 
Page 26: Hot Hollywood -- Days after her husband Kanye West publicly apologized for lashing out at her on Twitter Kim Kardashian went to Wyoming where Kanye’s been living to salvage their six-year marriage 
Page 27: Nikki Bella welcomed her first child with fiance Artem Chigvintsev less than 24 hours before her twin Brie Bella gave birth to a son with husband Daniel Bryan, Leah Remini is continuing her crusade against the Church of Scientology and targeting the religion’s poster child Tom Cruise, Ex-cellent Pairings -- former lovers make good pals; just ask these stars -- Lenny Kravitz and Lisa Bonet and Jason Momoa, Christina Anstead and Tarek El Moussa and Heather Rae Young, Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin and Brad Falchuk and Dakota Johnson 
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Page 29: Angelina Jolie wants her children to have a better relationship with their dad Brad Pitt and has been advocating for a reconciliation between Brad and their oldest kids Maddox and Pax and to a lesser degree Zahara, Britney Spears’ siblings Bryan and Jamie Lynn and mother Lynne are joining the #FreeBritney movement which advocates for the end of her dad Jamie’s conservatorship over Britney 
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Page 48: 25 Things You Don’t Know About Me -- Olivia Culpo 
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Feminism is about equality??? It's about women being able to access quality healthcare, equal pay, and not having rapists spend merely two fucking days in jail. There is work to be done for women and that's why feminism exists. It's not about hating men at all...
OH RLY?
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Feminists skewed the Definition of Domestic Abuse, resulting in only male abusers being arrested and female abusers not.
Feminists’s DV training hurts Police training
The feminist group WAR has petitioned to have the government stop prosecuting women for filing false accusations
Feminist Mary Koss denies male rape victims.
Feminists violently protesting against Warren Farrell at U of Toronto
17,000 feminists at protest attack and sexually molesting a group of Rosary-praying Catholic men who were peacefully protecting the cathedral in the city of San Juan from threats of vandalism.
Feminists shut down forum for battered husbands.
Feminists fought a law for equal custody to be the default if both parents want custody and neither parent is unfit. Multiple times.
Feminists started a campaign against Father’s rights groups
Feminists fought against laws granting men anonymity until charged with the crime of rape—not convicted, just charged.
Feminists fought against a law to end to the justice system favoring women simply because they are women, and giving men harsher sentences simply because they are men.
Feminist fought against men want equal treatment when victims of domestic violence, and to not be arrested for the crime of “being male” under primary aggressor policies.
Feminists in India and Israel fought against female rapists being arrested, charged and convicted of rape.
Feminists fought against a economic stimulus for male-dominated job such as construction, etc.
Feminist fought a law against  Paternity Fraud.
Feminist Harriet Harman has publicly requested employers to hire women in preference to White men if both job candidates are equally
Equality Minister,feminist Patricia Hewitt, was found guilty of breaching the Sex Discrimination Act by “overlooking a strong male candidate for a job in favour of a weaker female applicant”.
Elected in 2009, the lesbian feminist prime minister Johanna Sigurdardottir has vowed to “end of the Age of Testosterone
Feminists want to make peeing while standing illegal
Erin Pizzey had to flee the UK because she and her family received death threats and her dog murdered all because feminists didn’t like that she discovered women were equally as violent as men.
Also Suzanne Steinmetz and her children received death threats and bomb threats she discovered that  the rate at which men were victimized by domestic violence was similar to the rate for women.
Richard Gelles and Murray Straus  have all received death threats from feminists, simply for publishing their findings (that female-to-male family violence was equal to the rate of male-to-female violence).
Feminist attacks male cartoonist and is hailed a hero of feminism.
Try to shut down female prisons.
Feminists prevent a meeting about male suicide.
Jezebel mocks men who are abused.
Create rape laws that exclude female rapists.
Make it impossible to charge women with rape.
Feminists cover up female domestic violence.
Feminists don’t want the gov to help unemployed men.
Feminists say men can’t talk about domestic abuse.
Feminists say Men can’t be raped.
Feminists cover up female domestic abuse stats.
Women receive lighter sentences and a higher chance of acquittal, simply for being women
94% of sexually abused youth in correctional facilities reported being abused by female staff. Only 40% of the staff is female.
Inmates reporting staff sexual misconduct, ~ 65% reported a female aggressor
Study of US college women - 12% of the respondents reported ever using any type of force strategy while 43% reported using a coercion strategy and 92% reported using a seduction strategy to initiate sex.
Mothers kill children at twice the rate of fathers.
For Every 100 girls..
Women actually control 80% of household spending, and 51.3% of private wealth.
Women receive custody in over 90% of divorce proceedings
Women initiating divorce between 66% and 90% of the time.
Women make up the majority of college graduates
School system favors girls starting from Kindergarten
Female felons should serve home sentences.
Told judges to be lenient on women.
Women are perpetrators often as men.
286 sources on assaults on partners by women
Women are more violent
Domestic violence being equally committed by women, only males get arrested
Men are over 40% of domestic abuse victims
Male DV victims are discriminated against
Gay and bisexual men experience abuse in intimate partner relationships at a rate of 2 in 5, which is comparable to the amount of domestic violence experienced by heterosexual women.
About 17-45% of lesbians report having been the victim of a least one act of physical violence perpetrated by a lesbian partner (1,5,6,13).
Women Now a Majority in American Workplaces
Labor force participation rate for men has never been lower.
Women in some cases make more than men.
And their husbands dont have a problem with it either.
There is no STEM gender gap in the U.S
Women In Tech Make More Money And Land Better Jobs Than Men
Lesbian on Lesbian Rape
Inflation of anti-human trafficking statistics
Men who are falsely accused of rape can have their names published and their lives ruined even if they are not convicted or charged - their accuser is protected and is likely to face no punishment, or a light one.
Under a recent federal directive, men are convicted of rape in university campuses if the investigating board finds that the chances they committed the rape are at 50.00001% or greater.
The DOE policy in practice: Caleb Warner was accused of rape and expelled from the University of North Dakota, then his accuser was charged with filing a false report. He remains expelled as of June 2011
Woman rapes boy, woman becomes pregnant, boy must paid child support.
40% of rapists are female 1
Definition of rape, erases victims of rape who are forced to penetrate, generally men who are forced to have sex with women.
Men are raped in the military
Men Outnumber Women Among American Rape Victims
Male statutory rape victims forced to pay child support
59% of the rapists had been heterosexually molested.
Female Pedophiles Cause Children More Harm, According to Research by University of Bergen, Norway
males and females carried out sexual violence at strikingly similar rates after the age of 18
Female-on-male sexual assault is under reported
A man is approximately 165% more likely to be convicted than a woman
Men are significantly more likely to be the victims of violent crime
Men and Boys are doing worse in all aspects of the educational system, from kindergarten to university.
Men suffer from Paternity fraud
Female business owners get money from the government for being female. Males?no
Some Airlines, have banned male from sitting next to children because they are men.
Rape of males in Prison and jail
Male circumcision is still legal
Men often coerced into sex: study
Boy victims of sex trafficking ignored
Men are 93 % of work place death/violence.
Eating disorders among men and boys
Demonization of Male Sexuality
Catastrophically high suicide male rate
Literally zero male shelters
75-80% of the Homeless are men
Family courts are bais against men.
Breast Cancer gets more funding/research/drugs than Prostate cancer despite affecting men at a similar rate of women.
Divorced men are 40% more likely to commit suicide
Founder of Canadas only male shelter for abuse forced to close due to lack of funding before committing suicide.
Shame men into going to war.
Feminists attack government office and police who show upFeminist fire bomb 3 adult film storesFeminists assault other feminists and loot stores Feminists attack and molest men who are protecting a churchFeminist rebels wage 20 year long war in MexicoFeminist commits string of arson attacks and tries to break out of prisonLGBT Feminist assaults Swedish Politician Feminist bombs 8 buildingsFeminists mutilate dog and force women to flee countryFeminist attack female modelsFeminists plan to blow up clothing storeFeminist terrorize woman and children and send bomb threats Feminists turn Burkina Faso and into an Orwellian nightmareFeminists send bomb threats over people publishing factsFeminists break into the Egyptian Parliament and start making demandsFeminists send bomb threats to journalism conferenceFeminist attempts to assassinate famous artistFeminists call for the largest string of terrorist attacks in human historyFeminists bomb 2 buildings to celebrate National Women’s Day Feminists vandalize restaurant for having the word male in their nameFeminists assault police officers and try to take over The House of CommonsFeminists murder hundreds across Iran in terrorist attacksFeminists murder 386 people and try to take over IrelandFeminists bomb places, commit arson, attempt murder, destroy historical landmarks, and attempt to assassinate The British Prime MinisterFeminist who lead the group that did the things stated above hailed as heroFeminists bomb 45 buildings in GermanyFeminist destroys priceless work of art, commits arson and bombs train station Feminist leader participates in massacre which leaves 116 deadFeminists vandalize collage campus fraternity buildingFeminists attempt to assassinate The British Prime Minister againFeminist commits arson, attacks police, destroy monument showcase for landmark, destroys cell block, attempt to blow up the home of Scotland’s National Poet and assaults another Prime MinisterFeminist professor physically assaults teenage girl for being pro life Feminist tries to blow up postbox with homemade bombFeminists vandalize signs and sends bomb threats over advertisementFeminists attack the archbishop of BrusselsFeminists attack the archbishop of Brussels againArmed Feminists attack the Irish Capital buildingFeminists call for another bombing of Dresden to push Islamic genocideFeminists storm wax museum to destroy statue of politician  The feminist at the guardian thinks men are going to take away their babies.
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We have a rising rate of false rape accusations   also see here and here
Men are raped by women at nearly the same rate women if not more.
Women are more likely to be abusive. also here and here
However women are more likely to just get off with just a slap on the wrist if that.  Also here
Feminist Create rape laws that exclude female rapists.
Feminist make it impossible to charge women with rape.
Feminists cover up female domestic violence.
Feminists say Men can’t be raped.
Feminists in India and Israel fought against female rapists being arrested, Feminist charged and convicted of rape.
Feminists fought against a law to end to the justice system favoring women simply because they are women, and giving men harsher sentences simply because they are men.
Feminist try to shut down female prisons.
and don’t even get me started on the horrible state of divorce.
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