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rodham:

rodham:

DON’T FORGET FLINT: The people of Flint, Michigan still don’t have drinkable tap water, and Little Miss Flint wants to make sure people don’t forget. She’s running a fundraiser to sell 1,600 “Don’t Forget Flint” shirts aimed at keeping awareness of the water crisis in Flint fresh in people’s minds.

All of the proceeds from this fundraiser will go towards giving Christmas to the children in Flint, as well as to anti-bullying programs in Flint.

Purchase a “Don’t Forget Flint” shirt here. Then share this post with your followers and let’s help Mari reach her goal today!

Mari is 192 shirts away from her goal! Please keep sharing, and buy a shirt if you haven’t!

fullpraxisnow:

How to destroy an informed public:

1) Squeeze the public’s ability to take time to question information and think critically.

2) Defund publicly held broadcasting.

3) Flood information channels with misdirection and misinformation.

4) Popularize the idea that every side to an idea, debate, or ideology has at least some claim to legitimacy.

5) Declare knowing right from wrong and fact from fiction is impossible.

docholligay:

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3 years ago, my wife and I ran desperately to the courthouse, the first in our county to be same-sex married. I wore my yellow gingham dress with the turquoise crinoline, and Jill wore her scrubs and a Carhartt jacket—she had surgery that day, and a fellow doctor was covering for her as we stood in line, cameras clicking and reporters writing our words down as we sat, the representative face of gay marriage in our city, because we both had to be to work.

I could never have imagined that I would find someone like Jill. I am blessed every day by her gentleness and her love, the way she cares for me when I’m sick or hurt or even just ADHD flavor overwhelmed,  the way she makes me laugh even when it is the last thing I would ever want to do. Her smile and her quick kisses in the morning make every 8 am a celebration. The way she hauls trash to the dump, and then cries at a nature documentary, my perfect blend of tough and tender. Sometimes, I look over at her and wonder why a woman like her would ever want to marry a lesbian trash raccoon like me.

I wish I had the words—it’s funny, words are all I work with, but when I try to talk about Jill, they fail me somehow—to describe how much I love her, and how she completes my life, a hole I never knew existed now totally filled in the shape of her love.

I am so lucky to get to spend three years as her wife, and I hope we have so many more adventures together.

chronicillnessmemes:

I just want to take a second to say I know there are some of you out there with degenerative illnesses.  People who are not only are not going to recover, but are going to get worse over time.

I see you.  You are valid.  You don’t make your illness worse by accepting the nature of your diagnosis.  You are not being negative by working within your reality.

I am sorry some people would try to put that on you, you don’t deserve that.  You deserve compassion, love and support.