fucking rich white people laughing at how poverty is some diet they should try.
Except they wouldn’t even be skinny because the food that’s cheapest and easiest to preserve tends to be high in calories and low in nutritional value, which is why obesity is such a problem in the US. Also contributing to this are food deserts, which are areas without grocery stores that provide produce, so even if the people there could afford healthy food, they have to travel a long way to get it.
Also, speaking as a telecommunications major focusing on production, not all cameras add ten pounds. That comes from the fact that several shows are filmed in a way that distorts the aspect ratio, causing the image to look unusually wide. So no, she wouldn’t be looking great, she’d look like a stretched out skeleton.
I consider myself a creature of habit. My default state is sitting in my bed trying unsuccessfully to convince myself to get out of bed. Sometimes, I am vaguely successful, and go from sitting around, to slumping around like a zombie while making a noise I can only compare to those people who smoked so much they have to have a machine in order to make their vocal chords work.
Sometimes, though, my anxiety works in a direction vaguely resembling my favor, and I am convinced that because I don’t have my life in order, I will never be happy in my life (1), so I decide to do some organizing. This ends up being a struggle, because I so rarely do anything vaguely resembling organization (2). So I am stuck in the awkward crevasse where I don’t know where to begin, yet feel the sting of failure for not doing anything. Eventually, I reach the decision that something is better than nothing, and so I get started on changing everything.
For a period shorter than a day, I have things together. My space of living is clean, or I have my stuff organized, or I feel better, or I have a new productive habit.
Then it falls to shit.
I start slacking off on my habits. I don’t start putting things back where they belong, I skip days on whatever it is I’m supposed to be doing, figuring I’ll pick it back up. And then it just stops for good. Soon I’m back to living in my own filth (3) as usual. However, sometimes a teeny bit of organization sticks with me, putting me one step closer to being a satisfactory human being.
(1) I mean, I’m usually convinced of this, but this is when it has a general direction rather than the vague feeling of failure and disappointment.
(2) Except for the things I do out of habits since otherwise I’ll forget everything and fall into the whole “die unhappy, never have anything good, etc. etc.” pattern.
(3) I cannot stress enough that this is a hyperbole. Although I am passive-aggressively trying to get my roommate to take out the trash by not doing anything about it…
I attend what some might call a “party school”. Granted, we also top lists on academics, but when decrying my school as a hotbed of sin (1), people don’t care about how our programs are some of the best in the country. So, naturally, I hear about all the crazy shit that happens when a school of 40,000 undergrads has a binge drinking culture (2).
The key word here is “heard about”. You may be surprised to hear this, but I’m not exactly a big partier. So when the school paper (3) ran a story about some girl who went crazy at tailgate, everyone was huddled around a copy Corey picked up before quiddich practice. I was standing behind Corey (4) when Garrett asked me if there was Jello in a Jello shot.
Well shit if I knew.
I flat out said I don’t know, and then mocked Garrett for his decision to ask me this question when he’s standing right next to Corey (5). The conversation shifted from how this girl could get that drunk and not die, to whether or not there is jello in a jello shot. Corey answered the question and then proceeded to list the ingredients in a jello shot. Garrett asked me if I was uncomfortable with the question, and I explained that I wasn’t, although I didn’t say I was judging him for asking me of all people.
So, TL; DR: Don’t ask quid kids about alcohol because while they’re an even mix of people who party and people who stay in, they are also very easily distracted. Especially when Corey is involved.
(1) I’m waiting for Brother Jed to use those actual words to describe IU. Anyone want to take bets on that?
(2) In the exact words of the school paper
(3) Can I stop calling it the school paper? It makes me sound like I’m on a kid com about middle school students trying to figure out who pooped in the computer lab.
(4) On my tiptoes, because at 6’5” Corey is a giant. A ginger giant.
(5) For those of you who don’t know him, there are two things Corey is good at: 1. Telling crazy stories about what other people did while drunk 2. Making up stories about how he’s the heir of Slytherin and I’m a serial killer trying to leave the country.
hey everyone let’s talk a little bit about funding for public education in the great ol united states of fucking america!!!!!!!!
if you ask people how the government determines how much federal funding a school or school district gets, a lot of people will say test scores. which is not??? true???? so i’m here (as an elementary education major who literally gets lectured on such things) to tell you what really happens!!! school funding is essentially based on home values in the area. a certain percentage of property taxes go to funding public education. if you have a more expensive house, you pay more property taxes, so more money goes to the schools around the area. likewise, houses with less property value pay less in property taxes, so less money goes to the public schools.
so what this means is!! if you live in a nice affluent neighborhood, you’re fine! you get the good school with the good resources and you can live happily ever after if you so choose. BUT! if you live in an area where the property values are low, your school has lower funding!!!! so the resources are scarce and the teachers aren’t paid nearly as much as they should be i mean that’s an all-teachers thing but especially in these areas!!!! which really sucks because these are often the people who don’t have the resources at home in order to help elevate them to where they need to be!!!!!!!!
so basically people in nicer areas get pretty easy Access to a good education and can use this to get into college or get a job or whatever and they can easily continue to be those people in the nice neighborhoods with the nice schools. this also means the people in the places with the bad schools are getting access to an education that is probably not to a standard that it should be so students aren’t well prepared for college or good jobs so then they often get trapped into becoming one of the people who lives in the poorer areas with the underfunded schools for the rest of their life!!! it’s this cycle that’s really hard to break because that’s how the system works!!!!!!!!!!!!
when we talk about systemic problems with the US, this is one of those things!!!!!!! basically we have systems in place that make it so the rich stay rich (and get richer) and the poor stay poor (and get poorer) and i know we acknowledge that in a lot of areas here on tumblr.com but i don’t think this is mentioned enough and a prof talked about it today so i wanted to explain a thing. here you go
So tonight I saw The Bling Ring, which focuses on a group of upper class teenagers who rob celebrity homes. Honestly, I can’t quite put into words what I was expecting, but it was not what I saw in theaters. Whether that’s for good or bad is for you to decide.I’m taking the rest of this review under the cut because of a) spoilers and b) trigger warnings for a surprising amount of stuff.
This figure is somewhat accurate. However, and this is what bothers me, IT ONLY APPLIES TO WHITE WOMEN. Women who aren’t white generally make EVEN LESS than this. Not because of lack of competence, but because our society is super racist and discriminatory.
I feel that this is one of the many ways that feminism can exclude people who aren’t white. Which is counterproductive, because feminism is an equality movement. So maybe we should have a discussion about how women of different races face extra discrimination, which is still a part of sexism and definitely something that should be up for discussion in feminist discourses.