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This country is such a fucking joke. Did you know that if we were to divide the income in this country fairly it would be about 300,000 per person. That’s annually. You could give each person in this country 100,000 and still have enough to invest in infrastructure and research. Instead we have people who don’t have water, don’t have their basic human rights fulfilled, because they don’t have enough to pay a bill.Capitalism is inhumane.
Today’s selfies. I’m so in my element out here, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. If I had my way, I’d lead the life of a hermit, living in a cottage in the somewhere where there are 4 distinct seasons; someplace away from the rude, predatory people, the people who go out of their way to shame and harm others. If it meant having to live alone, I could cope with that, knowing that I could live my life in peace. I would love that. Of course, I’d still have my WiFi!
Some photos from earlier today when some friends took me to the woods (specifically, Blue River and Longview Lake)! Being back in the woods again made me really nostalgic. I’m a country girl at heart; I grew up in the country and sights like these were as common as cheating politicians.
Before “American Idol,” “the X Factor,” and the “the Voice,” there were shows like “Star Search” and “Puttin’ on the Hits.” This photo is from the latter. My mom (far right) and 2 of her friends were chosen to perform the Supremes song “Stop in the name of Love” back in 1988. This was 2 years before she became a professional jazz singer/songwriter.
I needn’t go into detail about everything that’s wrong with this buffoon’s demand, however, I will say this: what in the world does his comment have to do with anything he’s replying to? It’s a photo album about puns. There’s no comment or caption he’s replying to; there’s no context. He’s just having a conversation with himself as if answering a question he only wishes I’d asked him. Cuckoo!