up to... something

Some of these might help :)

In 1937, a town in Texas built a statue in honor of a cartoon sailor and put it in the middle of the town square. They weren’t joking around. He literally saved their entire economy.

Popeye first chugged a can of spinach on screen in 1931, purely because the animators needed a quick visual gag for an instant strength power-up. Spinach was cheap, canned well, and read clearly on black-and-white film. That’s it. That’s the whole reason.

But America was in the middle of the Great Depression, and spinach farmers were struggling badly. Then kids everywhere started watching a cartoon where the toughest guy on screen got his power from a vegetable can, and something wild happened: they actually started eating it. By 1937, US spinach consumption had jumped 33 percent. A national survey that decade found kids ranked spinach as their third favorite food, right behind turkey and ice cream.

Crystal City, Texas, called itself the Spinach Capital of the World and put up a statue of Popeye in 1937 to thank him personally.

It’s still standing today. An iconic on-screen joke about a sailor eating canned vegetables accidentally rescued an entire American crop during one of the worst economic collapses in the country’s history.

I did say that, several times in several ways, because it does happen to be the case.

Hey, folks: taking a daring stance here and coming down hard against genocide. Also not a fan of torture, war crimes, slaughter of civilians, rape, abuse, brutality, deprivation of necessities, removing people from their homes, destroying their homes, starving them, or denying them any human rights. Actually, I don't like bombs. Or drones. Or military organizations. Or the existence of controlled borders.

There's lots of other things I don't like, but I'm trying to keep it simple, because you seem like you've been perhaps not reading what I'm writing.

I also would like if monthly rent was fixed to 1 weeks worth of living wage. It can't be higher. It can be lower.

If someone has more than that many dollars, take the rest. They don't need it. There's nothing you can do with two billion dollars that you cannot with ten million. Even super nice houses in California are 'just' a few million bucks.

My rapist was nonbinary and bi. My deeply Lutheran grandma was the first person to fully accept me as trans in my primarily liberal athiestic/agnostic family. Years ago my social life was ruined by another trans masculine person who intentionally destroyed all of my close friendships. One of my current closest friends is a cishet guy who has a friend group that is almost entirely populated of queer people because a bunch of his friends have come out around him since high school.