Watch this video of a lesbian couple describing how they feel about each other without using the word “love”.
Safe to say Hallmark is currently winning the battle of Valentine’s ad by a landslide.
Reblog if you “loved” the ad.
(Source: http://jimkirksapple.tumblr.com/)
Do not let any calamity-howling executive with an income of $1,000 a day, who has been turning his employees over to the Government relief rolls in order to preserve his company’s undistributed reserves, tell you – using his stockholders’ money to pay the postage for his personal opinions — tell you that a wage of $11.00 a week is going to have a disastrous effect on all American industry.
Franklin Delano Roosevelt, 1938, Fireside Chat, the night before signing the Fair Labor Standards Act that instituted the federal minimum wage (via derryderrydown)
if “history repeats itself”
then who’s gonna be the next idiot to try and invade russia during winter
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.
Both Napoleon and Hitler invaded Russia in the early summer.
But the Russians were f**king brilliant and essentially retreated further and further into their country, literally causing the troops to chase after them.
This happened for months until the Russian troops burned all of the enemy’s supplies and left them for dead in the frozen countryside.
It was the literal historical equivalent of that one running gag in the old Looney Tunes cartoons where Bugs Bunny cries, “I darest you to step across this line!” and the villain keeps stepping until Bugs leads them to their doom.
So in order for someone to try invading Russia again, you need someone who has the stubbornness and idiocy of an exaggerated Looney Tunes villain.
So…
Yeah, Donald Trump.
steve uses his shield as an umbrella for nat (sorry they’re my fave brolationship ;;;)
“Well, it’s going to be a little while until pickup.” Steve squints at the sky. “We might as well make ourselves comfortable.”
Natasha is about to reply when the first drops hit her hand: big, fat things that plop in a way that would be satisfying, if it wasn’t on her.
“Great. I’m going to have a discussion with Thor when we get back.”
Steve laughs, and then the rain is abruptly cut off. Natasha looks up to see the underside of the shield, and Steve’s arm supporting it. He smiles down at her, haloed by the silvery underside in a way that’s way too unsubtle to be deliberate.
“Better?”
“My hair’s still going to frizz.” Natasha sticks out her bottom lip, mock-sulking, but she’s unable to maintain it in the face of Steve turning on his sad Captain America face in full force. “Yes, it’s better. Thank you.”
“No problem, ma’am.” The Captain America voice, too. He must really want to annoy her. Natasha decided to ignore it and leans against him companionably.
“Tell me when your arm gets tired. I’ll take a turn.”
all together now:
Sequels, prequels, remakes, adaptations, and re-imaginings of books, short stories, movies, or TV shows written by someone other than the original author
are
f a n f i c t i o n .
Their fanfiction is not more valid than my fanfiction just because their fanfiction costs money to consume and mine is free. Their fanfiction is not more valid than my fanfiction because they made theirs with a studio or publishing house and I made mine with a shit laptop on my sofa in my spare time. Their fanfiction is not more valid than my fanfiction because they are men, or because they are wealthy, or because they are famous, or because they are educated. My fanfiction is valid. Their fanfiction is valid.
The only difference is that theirs comes with a paycheck, and paycheck does. not. validate someone’s fanfiction over someone else’s when neither of them are the original creator. that’s the beauty of fanfiction. we’re all just nerds. some of us are just well-funded nerds.
Foreshadowing, a How-To Guide by Lin-Manuel Miranda
Burr: Fools who run their mouths off wind up dead.
Laurens: YO YO YO YO YO! What time is it?! Show time!
Burr: …like I said…
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Hamilton: I am not throwing away my shot!
Ensemble: Just you wait…
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Hamilton: I couldn’t seem to die
Burr: Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it…