No one ever mentions in discussions and arguments about anti-intellectualism/”out of touch elitism” etc. etc. that colleges and universities operate on the back of one of the lowest, most exploited, most underpaid, and most insecure labor pools in the U.S. Just as an example after graduate school I was offered & turned down a job at a state university for 18k dollars a year and no benefits, which is pretty typical. This is just slightly more than I made teaching a 2/3 course load as a graduate student. Yes, I was lucky that I got funding etc. etc. but its also true that I was working a full time job for like $7.00 an hour. I know a lot of adjunct professors & PhD and other students who are basically living in poverty. There’s this weird cultural assumption that people should just be grateful/the work is not real? This particular labor crisis is absolutely invisible to most people and completely absent from infuriating conversations on both the left and right about how universities are “bubbles” or intellectualism is somehow classist or w/e when a significant portion of people standing in front of the classroom are living below the poverty line.
my favorite picture ever is the one that says “HELL IS FULL, BITCH” and then it has the national suicide prevention hotline on it. it makes me smile every time
THIS ONE!!!!
I wonder who made these! I have this one saved:
Chaotic Good
*slamming my fists on table* I NEED MORE!!!! MORE!!!!
If anyone has the skeleton apologizing for triggering someone, I’d like that for my collection, please.
Here!
Plus some more^^
ME ME ME
Gangster Popeye, the inventor of this style and artist behind several of these pieces (I’m not sure about all of them, though they appear to be her style) is a Salvadorean trans woman. Her Patreon is here.
my new thing has been just… acting on my ideas. like i thought maybe my desk would look better on a different part of my room so i like. moved it? just like that! i ripped an old anatomy book and stuck the diagrams up on my wall like some kind of old timey victorian doctor. i wanted a starbucks and i walked one and a half miles back and forth in a floridian storm and goddamn it was a good coffee. life is too short babey if you think of something just do it. nike
In 2019 I wish you loud uncontrollable laughter and smiles that make your eyes crease. I wish you messy hugs with drunk friends and the warmth of a strangers kindness. I wish you red hot passion for the things that make you happy and ‘I love you’s from the people who matter.
