Partying like it's 1891.

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author’s note on fanfic ch4: i’ll probably have it updated by the end of this week!

author’s note on fanfic ch6:

“For as long as she’d known him, Sam Vimes had been vibrating with the internal anger of a man who wants to arrest the gods for not doing it right.”

“If two men in a world of more than 7 billion people can provide €300million to restore Notre Dame, within six hours, then there is enough money in the world to feed every mouth, shelter every family and educate every child. The failure to do so is a matter of will, and a matter of system. The next time someone tries to pretend like you need to choose between homelessness or immigration, nurses’ pay or a tax cut, a children’s hospital or a motorway, remember this moment. The money is there at a click of a finger. It just isn’t in our hands.”

This is what I mean when I say that working in the nonprofit world radicalizes you. I’ve been saying for years that it’s a fucked up system when billionaires can destroy countless lives to make their fortunes and then get asspats and buildings named after them for doing exactly what they want with money they got exploiting people they now claim to want to help.