in honor of the holiday
bring it on
How to get into college in 1983: get good grades
How to get into college in 2013: get good grades, speak six languages, be a rocket scientist, and end world hunger
How to pay for college 1983: Work part time and summers. Maybe take out minimal loans.
How to pay for college 2013: Which of your organs is the most valuable?
What to do with your degree in 1983: work in your field
What to do with your degree in 2013: cry
I came back to see your little face.
The fact that the ALA shared this link is so gloriously bitter and angry and I love it.
Is there a portmanteau for that? Angritter? Bangry?
My library card already gets me multiple “real” books, e-books, audiobooks, magazines and movies per month. For free.
Kindle Unlimited offers nothing from big presses, and no guarantee the authors will get paid fairly for their work. Libraries buy the book up front for a higher price (and a better binding). Kindle Unlimited offers the authors a variable percentage of a as-yet-undetermined-and-unannounced amount of money.
While Amazon touts Kindle Unlimited at “Netflix For Books!” the reality is Netflix signed contracts with everyone whose work they offer so that actors, screen writers, best boys, and the rest of those people get paid for the shows and movies you watch. Amazon does not.
That means your favorite author isn’t being compensated for their time or work. If you love a book series and want to see the next one get published: buy the book or hit the library. Starving authors quit writing because they like eating.
I couldn’t hit the reblog button fast enough.
So much reblog.
Touts…as “Netflix For Books!”
…you mean…A LIBRARY?
This makes me sick.
Signal boosting this in the hopes that someone decides to join their local library instead of supporting selfish, money-grubbing companies with no regard for a community. Please join me, this is important for our future.
Imagine if we had no libraries, and this $150 a month was your only choice.
That’s where we’re headed. Support your local library, not greedy corporate monsters.
JOIN YOUR LOCAL LIBRARY, USE YOUR LOCAL LIBRARY, THERE IS SO MUCH COOL SHIT IN LIBRARIES ours has an electric piano and language lessons and an art gallery and fucking cafe run by a pirate.
This is for buttsaresoimportant, who needed a pick me up. I’m blatantly disregarding season 5 living arrangements here because why not it’s better my way.
There was a bet going, of course, the day Kurt and Blaine decided to head to the shelter to pick out their first pet. They’d left without much of a plan—”We don’t want to decide what we want ahead of time and ignore the perfect pet for us just because he or she doesn’t match our ideal,” Blaine had explained, to which their friends had rolled their eyes.
“They can’t agree on what they want,” Mercedes had interpreted. “You know that Kurt is fighting for a cat.”
“And Blaine’s a total dog guy, no, I hear ya,” Sam added. “I mean, he’s super loyal and like, happy all the time. And Kurt—”
“Kurt is loyal, too,” Rachel interjected.
“It’s not like cats aren’t loyal,” Mercedes added. “I just mean that Kurt is so fastidious.”
“And he’s really neat, too,” Sam pointed out. “The dude got totally bent out of shape if I let my underwear in the bathroom when we lived together.”
“As he should,” Mercedes said. “Besides, Kurt really likes his private time, and dogs are so there. All the time.”
“But Blaine gets so stir crazy,” Rachel said then, reaching for another cookie. “Can’t you just see him taking a cute little puppy to the dog park and like, befriending all the old ladies and getting their cookie recipes?”
“So who do you think will win out?” Mercedes asked then. “Kurt and the cat, or Blaine and the dog?”
“Kurt,” Sam said. “Blaine can’t say no to him.”
“Blaine,” Rachel said simultaneously. “Kurt is a sucker for Blaine’s puppy dog eyes.”
“Puppy dog!” all three of them said in unison. They toasted their cups of tea, certain they’d called their friends’ decision correctly.
The phone rang a couple hours later—Mercedes’ phone—bringing a breathless Kurt’s voice to her ears inviting the three roommates over to Kurt and Blaine’s loft to meet the new arrival. It didn’t take long for them to make it the few blocks, and they bounded up the stairs in excitement.
“Well?” Rachel said as Kurt slid the door open. “Where’s the pup?”
“The pup,” Kurt said, “Is over next to the sofa.”
Mercedes squealed in excitement as Rachel let out an ecstatic “Told you!” in Sam’s direction.
“And the kitty,” Blaine said then, breaking into her celebration, “Is here.”
The group turned as a collective, taking in both the tiny fox-like dog next to Kurt and the purring long-haired grey cat in Blaine’s arms.
“What happened?” Mercedes asked, moving toward Blaine and reaching out to pet the soft-furred animal in his grasp. “I thought you were getting one pet. As in, singular.”
“We couldn’t decided whether we wanted a cat or a dog,” Blaine said. “So we got both.”
“Yes, Blaine was attached to that furball over there,” Kurt said as he scratched the neck of the shiba inu in front of him. “I tried to tell him that shibas were a lot like cats, but it didn’t matter.”
“Wait, so you wanted the cat?” Sam said, turning to Blaine. “I figured you were a dog man.”
“Nah, I’m a cat guy,” Blaine said, smiling one of his private smiles at Kurt. “Kurt’s the one who loves dogs.”
“A cuddly bundle of happiness who loves you no matter what?” Kurt said, cooing both at the dog in front of him and his fiance in turns. “What’s not to love?”
“We should’ve figured,” Mercedes said to Rachel, who nodded before turning a mega-watt smile on the puppy and leaning in to pet it from an appropriate distance.
Monica Sjoo, The Great Cosmic Mother: Rediscovering the Religion of the Earth (via thewaking)
Literally the most important thing you will read today.
naturally, ‘virile’ retains its original meaning
I have thoughts. Lots of thoughts. But I have a family thing I have to go to now, so my thoughts will remain brain-bound until this evening. I do have to say that Beizy’s thoughts (as per usual) are largely a better-articulated version of what I’ve got bouncing around in my head at the moment…