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It is literally impossible to steal a job. Think all the jobs are being stolen by illegal immigrants? Absolutely impossible. An employer is intentionally hiring someone they can underpay for more profit.
We don’t have an immigration problem. We have a moral issue regarding business owners taking advantage of people and pushing the blame onto those being taken advantage of.
Fun fact: Madam Zeroni, Yzma, and the signer of the song “Santa Baby” are the same person!
Eartha Kitt (1927-2008) was born in cotton fields in South Carolina as the result of a rape by a white plantation owner. Given away by her mother she moved to New York, dropped out of high school, and was homeless until she was discovered for her singing and performed touring Europe.
What an incredible woman.
I have to reblog…..its Madam Zeroni. I see her picture, i reblog. Not taking any chances
Her being Eartha Kitt is enough alone for me to reblog
Israeli fashion designer Dana Muskat spent most of her career in Paris working for big fashion houses, including Lavin, Giambattista and Vali among others before she became a full-time toy maker. Conceived by chance, the first stuffed animal made by Muskat was for her baby niece. As a “welcome-to-the-world gift,” she gave her niece a big white octopus, measuring more than 3 feet long.
As fate would have, the former fashion designer, constructed another stuffed animal for one of her dear friend’s newborn once again. After word spread quickly about her adorably massive creations, Muskat began producing more albino stuffed animals for Big Stuffed. The humpback whale, a starfish, some sting rays, one long sardine, the sperm whale, and a huge crab quickly joined the octopus.
Lush and soft, the sea creatures are meant to be used as large teddy bears for comfort and embrace. They resemble the texture and function of a pillow. Composed of natural cotton, wool fabrics and pastel colors, each figure has a unique aesthetic. They are adorned with Big Stuffed’s trademark droopy eyes, which makes them irresistibility cute. You can find her entire collection in her Etsy shop.
Gentrification creates a stifling homogeneity in urban areas that makes it less suited for the everyday lives of the lower class and more suited towards the leisure and tourism of those with expendable income.
An old, decrepit laundromat gets replaced by an upscale bakery? And people are mad? It’s not that the poor hate organic vegan cupcakes, it’s that most of us don’t have a way to do laundry in our own home.
Run-down corner stores replaced by hand-made designer clothing boutiques? We don’t hate your eco-fabric shawl, but I can’t eat that for dinner after work like I could have a can of beans I grabbed from that corner store when I don’t have time to take the bus to the real grocery store after work.
What gentrification brings in and of itself is not typically bad, it’s that gentrification brings institutions of leisure and pleasure and makes it so that the poor have to go farther out of their way for basic necessities. It turns low-income living spaces into local tourist attractions. It can even create food deserts by putting restaurants, grocery stores, etc. in that the majority of the lower class cannot afford.
Imagine if someone totally renovated your house and turned it into a mini theme park - they took away your sleeping space, where you prepare food, where you clean yourself and get ready for your day, and replaced it with things that will please people who are visiting, who have their own homes they can go back to, who are here not for their entire life but just as a distraction from their otherwise mundane existence. It’s not that you hate theme parks, it’s not like you’ve never been to a theme park and vow to never visit one again. It’s just that you need to live! To survive! And the leisure of those who have more than you should not invalidate your existence.
I’m happy that, when I whip out sheet music in public, the majority of the people around me can’t understand what the random dots of ink on the paper are, what beauty the random marks; gibberish to them, creates. It’s my, and other musicians, little magic secret. I have this…awkward pride that I am able to understand something that so many people are missing out on.
I find it amusing, that when I have my istrument with me in public, strangers ask “oh is that a guitar? Trumpet? Tuba? Piccolo?”
They know nothing. They really know nothing……and I can’t believe I used to be like that once.
What I find sad, is that when I went up to my 12 year old cousin last week who is just entering middle school and said, “You should join band!”
She replied with, “Ew that’s for losers.”
This kind of hit me in the face, because I’ve forgotten about those stupid stereotypes since I’ve been in love with band for so long.
I think it’s ok to not know much about music. I think it’s ok to not understand it.
But I don’t think it’s ok….. To think that that the connotation of ‘nerd,’ ‘dork’ and ‘geek’ are bad. So bad that being a ‘nerd’ = being a loser.
I remember my 11 year old self used to think that, in the back of my mind. “I don’t want to be sorted in with the nerds.”
But why did I think, that being a nerd, or a musician was bad?
How on earth did joining band becoming something ‘the cool kids’ not want to do?
Please tell this to middle school me who ignored music for a long time for fear of being uncool.
