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Worst airline passengers to sit near

In order from bad to worst:

3. Crying babies

2. Stinky guys

1. Loud Minnesotans

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Sea Tac. Just like 7 hours to go, or whatever.

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This is just a little thought-experiment. There has been some talk of teachers being little more than overpaid baby-sitters – see for example this story in the New York Times:

This is just a little thought-experiment. There has been some talk of teachers being little more than overpaid baby-sitters – see for example this story in the New York Times:

The jabs Erin Parker has heard about her job have stunned her. Oh you pathetic teachers, read the online comments and placards of counterdemonstrators. You are glorified baby sitters who leave work at 3 p.m. You deserve minimum wage.

“You feel punched in the stomach,” said Ms. Parker, a high school science teacher in Madison, Wis., where public employees’ two-week occupation of the State Capitol has stalled but not deterred the governor’s plan to try to strip them of bargaining rights.

But are teachers overpaid babysitters?

Let’s imagine for a moment that teachers were paid a baby-sitter’s salary. Let’s assume that they charge $3.00 an hour per kid. They “babysit” 25 children from 8AM to 3PM Monday through Friday. That’s eight hours a day, five days a week, for approximately nine months (or 36 weeks) a year. The math, very briefly: 8 hours x $3.00/hr = $24 a day per student.

- $24/student x 25 students = $600 a day per class

- 36 weeks x 5 days per week = 180 days

- $600 x 180 days = $108,000.00/year salary.

The average teacher in Wisconsin – where teachers are fighting the Republican governor, Scott Walker, for their right to collectively bargain – makes about $51,000 a year. Their benefits package knocks that up quite a bit – some say by $39,000 to a total of $90,000 combined benefits and wages. But that’s still $18,000 a year less than they would be making if they were actually baby-sitting. Not all states are as generous as Wisconsin either.

Yup, the US is fucked.

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historicaltimes: Zeppelin over Budapest, Hungary, 1931

historicaltimes:

Zeppelin over Budapest, Hungary, 1931

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Back to Seattle and eventually back to St. Louis. So long...

Back to Seattle and eventually back to St. Louis.

So long ferry. If there’s one thing I like riding, it’s a big white ferry.

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"Even if the hopes you started out with are dashed, hope has to be maintained."

“Even if the hopes you started out with are dashed, hope has to be maintained.”

- Seamus Heaney (via ennayak)

This, for my children.

(And adios great wordpainter)

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There has never been a good comedian that didn’t have a good...

There has never been a good comedian that didn’t have a good straight man. Audiences don’t *think* the straight man means anything, but it’s very important. –Groucho Marx

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jodyrobots: i heard —-grunt—-urgh——guuu—-you were talking shit

jodyrobots:

i heard —-grunt—-urgh——guuu—-you were talking shit

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"I want them to be walking around in a public place, like a grocery store, and suddenly recognize..."

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I want them to be walking around in a public place, like a grocery store, and suddenly recognize what they did and dissolve into panicked tears. I want them to lie awake at night and spend hours replaying those scenes wishing through choking, pathetic sobs that they could change the endings. I want them to be terrified of being around the opposite sex because it might happen again. I want them to be so deeply ashamed of themselves that they truly believe their own parents would stop loving them if they really knew the truth. I want them to get the cold sweats and shakes whenever someone mentions the word “rape”.

I want them to look at other people who are happy, who have healthy and pleasurable sexual relationships, and feel broken. I want them to feel enraged whenever someone spouts off “just world” philosophy bullshit. I want them to avoid mirrors because they can’t stand to look at themselves. I want them to spend countless nights getting drunk so they’ll finally have the courage to commit suicide only to realize that they’re a coward (just like they already knew). I want them to spend 15 minutes of every hour in the handicap bathroom at work trying to calm themselves down. I want them to feel inescapable panic about half of the time they have sex for years after the fact. I want them to think about my face any time they’re feeling sexual pleasure or getting naked or masturbating and I want that image to crush any hope of arousal.

I want them to explain to a significant other, through hysterics, exactly what happened on those nights. I want them to fear being out in public because it feels like the truth of those experiences is written on their faces. I want them to spend years in therapy. I want people to tell them that their pain is not a big deal and that they should just stop thinking about those nights because honestly, what is it really helping? I want them to feel a deep, unabiding sadness when people tell women not to go out alone or drink too much or wear sexy clothing because they know it’s not going to help a damn thing.

I want them to feel like I know them better than anyone ever could because I was there, I know what they look like when they rape someone. I want them to feel like I’m inside them, all the time, mocking them for every failure, panic attack and sick day. I want them to believe that it’s always going to be like this. I want them to feel like trash, actual use-and-throw-away trash. I want them to feel angry and have no outlet for that anger except their own body. I want them to feel weak and useless. I want them to feel DEFINED by those experiences. I want them to feel like a monster.

I want them to feel like me.

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- Reddit user twistyrockets replying to the question ‘Among the women here who have experienced sexual assault, what fate do you wish upon your attacker?’ ( http://www.reddit.com/r/AskWomen/comments/1kw53i/among_the_women_here_who_have_experienced_sexual/)

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