Aimmiee Can't Even

Mushroom Dragons are curious little detritivores with a variety of natural and magical properties depending on variety.  They have unique and distinct personalities, and can range from completely benevolent to outright malicious.

[a bunch of hands fly up]

“you cannot ride it, it is too small”

You see me at the park putting dirt in a jar and talking to a tree with a bag of rocks in my hand?

This will literally not change his lifestyle or effect his livelihood at all. He is still a multi-billionaire.

If I worked every single day, for the rest of my life, at $15/hr - which is more than twice the national minimum wage - I would never make even 1/1000th the amount of just the money that Zuckerberg lost today.

If I worked every single day, for the entirety of the time that anatomically modern humans have existed (200,000 years) - at $15/hr - I would still not make one tenth of the amount of just the money he lost today.

And he is still a billionaire and will lose literally zero luxury or well-being from what happened today.

You want to know how absolutely grotesque modern wealth inequality is?

Capone, even though he didn’t fire the bullet, once paid for the hospital bills of a woman that had been caught in the crossfire of a scuffle. And while he was there, after paying her medical bills and giving her over $100 of flowers to cheer her up, he paid off all the bills of the children in the hospital. Which he did regularly. He sent flowers to the families of his dead enemies. HE IS THE REASON MILK HAS AN EXPIRATION DATE! His son (or nephew or something) died from complications from bad milk. And he got to work and made the milk and dairy industry hold to a much tighter standard, with included sell by dates and expiration dates. Not because it was family that got sick (or died), but because he found out that a lot of kids were getting sick off of bad milk products.

Capone was always a gentleman, he paid his workers well, treated his women good, and protected his own. If one of his workers got hurt or died, he would pay the bills and expenses, and help out their families.

He wasn’t a good guy, but the dude had a moral standard that Jeff Bez-ass doesn’t even pretend to have.

Oh, and Capone also heavily supported local shops, went to baseball games with his kids, funded his workers’ children to go to school, and was the kind of guy that wouldn’t sucker punch ya unless it was absolutely necessary.

I feel like even body positivity is too focused on, like, the appearance of the body. I know I became a whole lot happier with my body when I started thinking of it less in terms of how it looked (to me or anyone else) and realized, that, like…

When I feel cool breeze on my skin on a really hot day, my body did that for me.

When I step into a bath after a hike, and my muscles ache, but in a good way, and the steam all around me makes me feel like a flower blooming, my body did that for me.

And the hike before it, and standing on a large rock breathing the raw winter air seeing the power of the half-frozen river. That too.

When I’ve had a plate of pasta puttanesca, and I chopped and sauteed the ingredients and now I’m full-but-not-uncomfortable, and warm all over, and perfectly content, my body did that for me.

Shit, they’ll pay for you to learn how to do it.

I just finished high school and got a untility job in a factory and I have almost no experience. They’re gonna train me for everything plus it has full health benefits.

All of the other guys there were great at locksmithing, but none of them were trained welders, and they needed someone who could build custom doors and frames. 

They trained him to do lock stuff too, so now he can weld AND pick locks. 

The owner of the company, when he handed out Christmas bonuses, looked at him and went “Dude we literally cannot fire you because we’d be screwed so here’s your bonus and also we’re giving you a raise.”