| — | Seneca, Moral Letters to Lucilius (via philosophybits) |
quit “thanking” your local healthcare and grocery workers and just agitate for better rights for all workers
never stop politicizing this crisis, the people who caused and exacerbated it are still alive, have names, and are on your TV and news feeds 24/7, never let them rest easy for the rest of their lives
thank your local Amazon worker by decapitating Jeff Bezos
As a 3rd party (the hospital hired the company I work for to clean clinic rooms and non-patient floors) EVS (environmental sevices AKA fancy title for janitor) person in a hospital, I’ve been told to use hand sanitizer on my gloves between rooms because they are on back order. I get paid less then $13/hr
“If I told you about her, what would I say? That they lived happily ever after? I believe they did. That they were in love? That they remained in love? I’m sure that’s true. But when I think of her, of Elisa, the only thing that comes to mind is a poem, whispered by someone in love hundreds of years ago. ‘Unable to perceive the shape of you, I find you all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with your love. It humbles my heart. For you are everywhere.’”
