Idk what to change this title to

on sunday a pipe burst in the ceiling above my desk (getting sewage water & debris everywhere) and all of my electronics got destroyed, including my computer & tablet. at least $2000 worth of stuff (including my external hard drives with my all my art from the past decade)

thankfully at least my current computer’s hard drive survived. but everything else got wrecked. i’m going to consult an attorney but i don’t know what’s going to happen with my landlords. i do comms fulltime as my only income & i can’t work until i get my computer & tablet replaced

I'm hyper focused on rent. Especially after some fatigue spells after a ptsd episode.

It is due June 7th.

My fee is 432 before I renew.

Cash and pay are both agenderdread.

V_nmo is deejwalker365.

Kofi is forwardalways21.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht. 

i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.

as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.

disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.

at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.

i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.

i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.

Already-inadequate social safety nets are already being dismantled and I think the cultural environment is going to become more and more brutal to disabled people.

We've seen some of this already obviously. The socially-acceptable, earnest explanations that the r slur is okay now because everyone's saying it, the refusal to do literally anything to protect disabled people from covid, the austerity so many governments are enforcing on the most vulnerable members of their populations.

Politics and culture are in lockstep on the insistence that disabled people are expendable. I think this has already changed the social landscape dramatically and it's only accelerating.

As the number of people too disabled to work surges from the longer-term effects of an unusually disabling virus, as work becomes increasingly brutal and underpaid (your actual income number MAY be the same, but you can't buy as much food or housing with it, and new hires are being paid even less), as social services continue to be gutted, people who care for disabled people are going to increasingly see us as burdens and see our survival as incompatible with their own.

If you aren't yet disabled, PLEASE stand up for us and find ways to organize additional support instead of just dumping your disabled loved ones on the street to die.

"I'd never do that!" Good!! Hold on to that!!Bc the Overton window will shift your opinions and politics if you let it.

So many people who were righteously angry five years ago about governments suggesting killing disabled people was an acceptable price to keep the economy running, are now repeating those same conservative party lines almost word for word and thinking it's different because they're used to it now.

It's going to become increasingly common to abandon disabled people. It's going to be described as setting boundaries and protecting your peace and prioritizing reciprocity.

Women are actually capable of doing anything they set their minds to, intellectual or physical, everything is a skill that can be learned. Men create myths of women’s inferiority including physical to justify their secondary status, “they need someone strong to protect (read: privately abuse) them.”

They’ve convinced women we cannot learn the skill of muscle building and fighting so not only that we don’t physically compete with them and potentially win but also to subjugate us. They don’t want you fighting back, in the private sphere or in the public sphere of politics. Women have been the leaders of guerrilla movements the world over - China, Vietnam, El Salvador, Palestine, the Philippines (ongoing). Would you say they were weaker than their male counterparts? Obviously not, because those male opponents died trying to fight them. Look at Lyudmila Pavlichenko.

Women should actually be demanding participation in physical training spaces and widespread knowledge of self-defense skills including firearms training. We need to create collective parity with men and their monopoly on violence is in our disfavor.

Who else has a monopoly on violence? The capitalists and the imperialists. Patriarchy is a division created by class society and endless expansion by empire leaves behind so many particular issues for women. Sudden loss of health services and martyrdom of family members being just one of them.

These are issues that women should be collectively focusing on and drawing connections to but it seems some are willing to concede the ground of women not being lesser than men physically or intellectually just to affirm other bigotries.