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honestmerchantsailor: passivity: Would also be really annoying if they wore heat resistant gloves to throw back the hot tear gas canisters and if this got shared to all those protesting… Would be a further shame if people started covering cameras (as seen in Hong Kong, with protestors using poles and rakes to lift cardboard boxes over security cameras), blinding drone optics with laser pointers, and flooding police-run reporting apps with junk data. It would be a shame if the protesters noted that plainclothes cops can be identified a number of ways, such as wearing steel-toed boots; an armband or wristband of a particular color; driving white, black, or dark blue cars with concealed lights; or having the outline of cuffs visible in the back pocket or the bumps of an armor vest’s shoulder straps under their shirt. It would be a shame if the protesters began making their signs out of inch-thick plywood to stop rubber bullets, forming a tight shield wall to prevent police from singling out and mobbing individual protesters. It would be a shame if the people behind the shield wall held up umbrellas so that tear gas canisters fired over the heads of the front line will be bounced away. It would be a shame if protesters began constructing improvised armor vests out of duct tape, hardback books, and ceramic tiles. It would be a shame if protesters started wearing safety glasses, hard hats, respirators, and gardening gloves, all of which can be found at the same hardware stores as the plywood. It would be a shame if they started using traffic cones (the kind without the hole in the top) upside-down buckets, or other improvised lids to contain tear gas by placing them over the canisters. It would be a shame if protesters learned that police scanners are legal to own in the US, allowing them to learn where police are moving and what routes they intend to take. It would be a shame if they discovered that these scanners can be used to send as well as receive, allowing them to flood the scanner frequencies with noise. All this would be a terrible, terrible shame. : honestmerchantsailor: passivity: Would also be really annoying if they wore heat resistant gloves to throw back the hot tear gas canisters and if this got shared to all those protesting… Would be a further shame if people started covering cameras (as seen in Hong Kong, with protestors using poles and rakes to lift cardboard boxes over security cameras), blinding drone optics with laser pointers, and flooding police-run reporting apps with junk data. It would be a shame if the protesters noted that plainclothes cops can be identified a number of ways, such as wearing steel-toed boots; an armband or wristband of a particular color; driving white, black, or dark blue cars with concealed lights; or having the outline of cuffs visible in the back pocket or the bumps of an armor vest’s shoulder straps under their shirt. It would be a shame if the protesters began making their signs out of inch-thick plywood to stop rubber bullets, forming a tight shield wall to prevent police from singling out and mobbing individual protesters. It would be a shame if the people behind the shield wall held up umbrellas so that tear gas canisters fired over the heads of the front line will be bounced away. It would be a shame if protesters began constructing improvised armor vests out of duct tape, hardback books, and ceramic tiles. It would be a shame if protesters started wearing safety glasses, hard hats, respirators, and gardening gloves, all of which can be found at the same hardware stores as the plywood. It would be a shame if they started using traffic cones (the kind without the hole in the top) upside-down buckets, or other improvised lids to contain tear gas by placing them over the canisters. It would be a shame if protesters learned that police scanners are legal to own in the US, allowing them to learn where police are moving and what routes they intend to take. It would be a shame if they discovered that these scanners can be used to send as well as receive, allowing them to flood the scanner frequencies with noise. All this would be a terrible, terrible shame.

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caitas-cooing: wendell-or-something: honestmerchantsailor: passivity: Would also be really annoying if they wore heat resistant gloves to throw back the hot tear gas canisters and if this got shared to all those protesting… Would be a further shame if people started covering cameras (as seen in Hong Kong, with protestors using poles and rakes to lift cardboard boxes over security cameras), blinding drone optics with laser pointers, and flooding police-run reporting apps with junk data. It would be a shame if the protesters noted that plainclothes cops can be identified a number of ways, such as wearing steel-toed boots; an armband or wristband of a particular color; driving white, black, or dark blue cars with concealed lights; or having the outline of cuffs visible in the back pocket or the bumps of an armor vest’s shoulder straps under their shirt. It would be a shame if the protesters began making their signs out of inch-thick plywood to stop rubber bullets, forming a tight shield wall to prevent police from singling out and mobbing individual protesters. It would be a shame if the people behind the shield wall held up umbrellas so that tear gas canisters fired over the heads of the front line will be bounced away. It would be a shame if protesters began constructing improvised armor vests out of duct tape, hardback books, and ceramic tiles. It would be a shame if protesters started wearing safety glasses, hard hats, respirators, and gardening gloves, all of which can be found at the same hardware stores as the plywood. It would be a shame if they started using traffic cones (the kind without the hole in the top) upside-down buckets, or other improvised lids to contain tear gas by placing them over the canisters. It would be a shame if protesters learned that police scanners are legal to own in the US, allowing them to learn where police are moving and what routes they intend to take. It would be a shame if they discovered that these scanners can be used to send as well as receive, allowing them to flood the scanner frequencies with noise. All this would be a terrible, terrible shame. a word of caution about the plywood though… I just reblogged a post earlier today saying that if a rubber bullet hits that and shatters it, the splinters can put you in more danger. depending on how you’re holding it up, it can also damage your arm if you’ve strapped it on somehow, and carrying a shield can make you a target for them to shoot things at, so it might actually be safer on the whole if you don’t try to construct a shield, counter intuitive though that may seem. It’d be a shame if I reblogged this and people read it: caitas-cooing: wendell-or-something: honestmerchantsailor: passivity: Would also be really annoying if they wore heat resistant gloves to throw back the hot tear gas canisters and if this got shared to all those protesting… Would be a further shame if people started covering cameras (as seen in Hong Kong, with protestors using poles and rakes to lift cardboard boxes over security cameras), blinding drone optics with laser pointers, and flooding police-run reporting apps with junk data. It would be a shame if the protesters noted that plainclothes cops can be identified a number of ways, such as wearing steel-toed boots; an armband or wristband of a particular color; driving white, black, or dark blue cars with concealed lights; or having the outline of cuffs visible in the back pocket or the bumps of an armor vest’s shoulder straps under their shirt. It would be a shame if the protesters began making their signs out of inch-thick plywood to stop rubber bullets, forming a tight shield wall to prevent police from singling out and mobbing individual protesters. It would be a shame if the people behind the shield wall held up umbrellas so that tear gas canisters fired over the heads of the front line will be bounced away. It would be a shame if protesters began constructing improvised armor vests out of duct tape, hardback books, and ceramic tiles. It would be a shame if protesters started wearing safety glasses, hard hats, respirators, and gardening gloves, all of which can be found at the same hardware stores as the plywood. It would be a shame if they started using traffic cones (the kind without the hole in the top) upside-down buckets, or other improvised lids to contain tear gas by placing them over the canisters. It would be a shame if protesters learned that police scanners are legal to own in the US, allowing them to learn where police are moving and what routes they intend to take. It would be a shame if they discovered that these scanners can be used to send as well as receive, allowing them to flood the scanner frequencies with noise. All this would be a terrible, terrible shame. a word of caution about the plywood though… I just reblogged a post earlier today saying that if a rubber bullet hits that and shatters it, the splinters can put you in more danger. depending on how you’re holding it up, it can also damage your arm if you’ve strapped it on somehow, and carrying a shield can make you a target for them to shoot things at, so it might actually be safer on the whole if you don’t try to construct a shield, counter intuitive though that may seem. It’d be a shame if I reblogged this and people read it

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honestmerchantsailor: passivity: Would also be really annoying if they wore heat resistant gloves to throw back the hot tear gas canisters and if this got shared to all those protesting… Would be a further shame if people started covering cameras (as seen in Hong Kong, with protestors using poles and rakes to lift cardboard boxes over security cameras), blinding drone optics with laser pointers, and flooding police-run reporting apps with junk data. It would be a shame if the protesters noted that plainclothes cops can be identified a number of ways, such as wearing steel-toed boots; an armband or wristband of a particular color; driving white, black, or dark blue cars with concealed lights; or having the outline of cuffs visible in the back pocket or the bumps of an armor vest’s shoulder straps under their shirt. It would be a shame if the protesters began making their signs out of inch-thick plywood to stop rubber bullets, forming a tight shield wall to prevent police from singling out and mobbing individual protesters. It would be a shame if the people behind the shield wall held up umbrellas so that tear gas canisters fired over the heads of the front line will be bounced away. It would be a shame if protesters began constructing improvised armor vests out of duct tape, hardback books, and ceramic tiles. It would be a shame if protesters started wearing safety glasses, hard hats, respirators, and gardening gloves, all of which can be found at the same hardware stores as the plywood. It would be a shame if they started using traffic cones (the kind without the hole in the top) upside-down buckets, or other improvised lids to contain tear gas by placing them over the canisters. It would be a shame if protesters learned that police scanners are legal to own in the US, allowing them to learn where police are moving and what routes they intend to take. It would be a shame if they discovered that these scanners can be used to send as well as receive, allowing them to flood the scanner frequencies with noise. All this would be a terrible, terrible shame. : honestmerchantsailor: passivity: Would also be really annoying if they wore heat resistant gloves to throw back the hot tear gas canisters and if this got shared to all those protesting… Would be a further shame if people started covering cameras (as seen in Hong Kong, with protestors using poles and rakes to lift cardboard boxes over security cameras), blinding drone optics with laser pointers, and flooding police-run reporting apps with junk data. It would be a shame if the protesters noted that plainclothes cops can be identified a number of ways, such as wearing steel-toed boots; an armband or wristband of a particular color; driving white, black, or dark blue cars with concealed lights; or having the outline of cuffs visible in the back pocket or the bumps of an armor vest’s shoulder straps under their shirt. It would be a shame if the protesters began making their signs out of inch-thick plywood to stop rubber bullets, forming a tight shield wall to prevent police from singling out and mobbing individual protesters. It would be a shame if the people behind the shield wall held up umbrellas so that tear gas canisters fired over the heads of the front line will be bounced away. It would be a shame if protesters began constructing improvised armor vests out of duct tape, hardback books, and ceramic tiles. It would be a shame if protesters started wearing safety glasses, hard hats, respirators, and gardening gloves, all of which can be found at the same hardware stores as the plywood. It would be a shame if they started using traffic cones (the kind without the hole in the top) upside-down buckets, or other improvised lids to contain tear gas by placing them over the canisters. It would be a shame if protesters learned that police scanners are legal to own in the US, allowing them to learn where police are moving and what routes they intend to take. It would be a shame if they discovered that these scanners can be used to send as well as receive, allowing them to flood the scanner frequencies with noise. All this would be a terrible, terrible shame.

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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon

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bogleech: iratusmagus: acesirius: spongebobsquarepants: hey guys, i know some things about sharks because my boyfriend loves them even though they horrify me this is a frilled shark (one of my least favourite shark species, second only to the greenland shark)  this is what it looks like from a side angle it’s much more recognisable as a shark, yes? much less terrifying, yes? it only grows to about 2m long (which seems big but compared to other sharks is fairly small)  by ‘dinosaur era’, they mean that it exhibits many primitive features that suggests that it hasn’t evolved much in a few million years, and it has been dubbed a ‘living fossil’  that does not mean that it is from the age of the dinosaurs and has only just reappeared as far as i can tell (like i said, i know nothing about sharks) these have been around and known of for a long time. they pose no danger to humans and have rarely been encountered alive can we please stop making sharks out to be these terrifying creatures? it’s just a fish A silly fish that does fish things! Leave our fishy friend alone. These went around the news years ago like they were “just discovered” but were first described generations prior and I basically see that happen to another animal almost daily : bogleech: iratusmagus: acesirius: spongebobsquarepants: hey guys, i know some things about sharks because my boyfriend loves them even though they horrify me this is a frilled shark (one of my least favourite shark species, second only to the greenland shark)  this is what it looks like from a side angle it’s much more recognisable as a shark, yes? much less terrifying, yes? it only grows to about 2m long (which seems big but compared to other sharks is fairly small)  by ‘dinosaur era’, they mean that it exhibits many primitive features that suggests that it hasn’t evolved much in a few million years, and it has been dubbed a ‘living fossil’  that does not mean that it is from the age of the dinosaurs and has only just reappeared as far as i can tell (like i said, i know nothing about sharks) these have been around and known of for a long time. they pose no danger to humans and have rarely been encountered alive can we please stop making sharks out to be these terrifying creatures? it’s just a fish A silly fish that does fish things! Leave our fishy friend alone. These went around the news years ago like they were “just discovered” but were first described generations prior and I basically see that happen to another animal almost daily

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera.

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. Buy at Amazon

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera.

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera.

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera.

scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who,...

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scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera. : scifiseries: The Earth Family Smith (The Tumuerian Dream) The book begins on Cameron’s last day on Earth. Cameron is a teenage girl who, with her parents and her two siblings, is fleeing her climate change-ravaged home. They are just hours away from boarding a space ark that will take them to New Terra, a habitable planet located on the far side of a recently discovered wormhole. After they board the ark, they blast toward their destination, but they fail to arrive on New Terra. The three Smith children are separated from their parents, and they crash land on an alien world whose dominant inhabitants largely view them as illegal aliens. Just moments before an angry mob of narrow-minded Arap-Musoogums attack the children, a group of progressive residents intervene. The Smith children befriend their saviors, and through their new friends they learn that political partisanship on Tumuera is not much different from the political divide they left behind on Earth. Cameron, the oldest of the three siblings, is idealistic and empathic, and she imagines that she can prove her worth by working hard and staying humble. But the nativist forces on Tumuera, led by an orange-skinned commander-in-chief, will stop at nothing to deport all illegal aliens from the planet. The Smith children have no way to return to Earth, so deportation means death for them. They will have to fight to survive on Tumuera.

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blackwitchmagicwoman: auroraluciferi: askmace: scholarlyapproach: DON’T LET THIS HAPPEN TO CEREAL!!! Listen in the past the poor have had to improvise cheap food the rich never wanted as a means to survive. And over the many years of innovation made the food taste good until eventually the rich where like: “Oh hay you actually like that garbage? Why on earth would you like it?” Then they try it, love it, start buying it, and then drive the price up so much it becomes a luxury good. They do this and its devastating, the food typically never becomes affordable again. It don’t matter how cheap the foo dis to produce, it doesn’t matter if there is almost no meat on the bone or its super difficult to eat and messy. Once the poor discover how to make some bit of cheap food taste good, the rich take it away via driving the price of it up. THEY DID THIS TO RIBS. Ribs were garage meat. Just look at them, there is hardly any meat on the bone, you have to eat them by hand usually, and they are messy. They where an undesirable cheap source of junk meat. But the poor being the poor made them taste good. (Because they don’t have much to choose from.) The rich discovered the meals the poor made with them and decided they liked ribs too. People discovered they could sell a few ribs to rich people and make way more money then selling lots of ribs to poor people and the price was driven up. DON’T LET THIS HAPPEN TO CEREAL!!! They did the same to brisket.  You used to be able to get brisket for less than a dollar a pound, which meant you could get a twenty pound brisket fairly cheaply.  And then you smoked it, sliced it, and had meat for weeks if not a full month.  And it was tasty.  I grew up eating brisket at least once a month because my family could afford it. It was a cheap meat because no rich person looks at the dangly part of the neck of a cow and goes ‘ooh, that looks tasty!’. But then Food Network started showcasing things like barbecued brisket.  Rich people started showing up at places that weren’t just Rib Crib to get their barbeque.  And the price of brisket went up.  A lot. I regularly see it for over five dollars a pound in stores now.  And while yeah, that might not seem like a lot when you’re talking only a pound or two of meat, brisket is normally sold in ten to twenty pound sizes.  It’s become completely unaffordable to the people that made it delicious. Sushi used to be really cheap, too, until it became ‘trendy’.  Guess why you’re now paying twelve dollars for your order of California rolls?  Because rich people discovered something that poor people had been eating for ages. Noticed the prices of fajita meat, chicken thighs, or ham hocks has gone up recently?  You guessed it.  Rich people are taking our food and now we’re scrambling to afford the things that we grew up eating. Lobster is a perfect example of this phenomenon. For hundreds of years, lobster was regarded as a sort of insect larvae from the depth of the sea. It had zero appeal as a “luxury food” until people living in NY and Boston developed a taste for it. Before the 19th century, it was considered a “poverty food” or used as fertilizer and bait - some household servants specified in employment agreements that they would not eat lobster more than twice a week.It was also commonly served at prisons, which tells you something about prison food. Only by cleverly marketing lobster as an indulgence for the privileged made it cost so much. It became a vehicle for enormous profit spawning a multi-billion dollar global industry in the process. This mythical affection for lobster flesh - not its practical value in terms of taste, nutrition, or any other reasonable consideration - drives its value. LMAO. Wait. : blackwitchmagicwoman: auroraluciferi: askmace: scholarlyapproach: DON’T LET THIS HAPPEN TO CEREAL!!! Listen in the past the poor have had to improvise cheap food the rich never wanted as a means to survive. And over the many years of innovation made the food taste good until eventually the rich where like: “Oh hay you actually like that garbage? Why on earth would you like it?” Then they try it, love it, start buying it, and then drive the price up so much it becomes a luxury good. They do this and its devastating, the food typically never becomes affordable again. It don’t matter how cheap the foo dis to produce, it doesn’t matter if there is almost no meat on the bone or its super difficult to eat and messy. Once the poor discover how to make some bit of cheap food taste good, the rich take it away via driving the price of it up. THEY DID THIS TO RIBS. Ribs were garage meat. Just look at them, there is hardly any meat on the bone, you have to eat them by hand usually, and they are messy. They where an undesirable cheap source of junk meat. But the poor being the poor made them taste good. (Because they don’t have much to choose from.) The rich discovered the meals the poor made with them and decided they liked ribs too. People discovered they could sell a few ribs to rich people and make way more money then selling lots of ribs to poor people and the price was driven up. DON’T LET THIS HAPPEN TO CEREAL!!! They did the same to brisket.  You used to be able to get brisket for less than a dollar a pound, which meant you could get a twenty pound brisket fairly cheaply.  And then you smoked it, sliced it, and had meat for weeks if not a full month.  And it was tasty.  I grew up eating brisket at least once a month because my family could afford it. It was a cheap meat because no rich person looks at the dangly part of the neck of a cow and goes ‘ooh, that looks tasty!’. But then Food Network started showcasing things like barbecued brisket.  Rich people started showing up at places that weren’t just Rib Crib to get their barbeque.  And the price of brisket went up.  A lot. I regularly see it for over five dollars a pound in stores now.  And while yeah, that might not seem like a lot when you’re talking only a pound or two of meat, brisket is normally sold in ten to twenty pound sizes.  It’s become completely unaffordable to the people that made it delicious. Sushi used to be really cheap, too, until it became ‘trendy’.  Guess why you’re now paying twelve dollars for your order of California rolls?  Because rich people discovered something that poor people had been eating for ages. Noticed the prices of fajita meat, chicken thighs, or ham hocks has gone up recently?  You guessed it.  Rich people are taking our food and now we’re scrambling to afford the things that we grew up eating. Lobster is a perfect example of this phenomenon. For hundreds of years, lobster was regarded as a sort of insect larvae from the depth of the sea. It had zero appeal as a “luxury food” until people living in NY and Boston developed a taste for it. Before the 19th century, it was considered a “poverty food” or used as fertilizer and bait - some household servants specified in employment agreements that they would not eat lobster more than twice a week.It was also commonly served at prisons, which tells you something about prison food. Only by cleverly marketing lobster as an indulgence for the privileged made it cost so much. It became a vehicle for enormous profit spawning a multi-billion dollar global industry in the process. This mythical affection for lobster flesh - not its practical value in terms of taste, nutrition, or any other reasonable consideration - drives its value. LMAO. Wait.

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jewblog: gahdamnpunk: The police caught and arrested him. But despite the heinous and violent crimes he was credibly accused of, he was released without bail. He was free for three months AFTER police discovered  that he was abusing 12 underage black girls. Chrystul Kizer was raped and trafficked by this man for years. She’s now facing life in prison for defending herself against her attacker. Free Chrystul Kizer!!! Pls spread help spread the news! SIGN THE PETITION this isn’t an old post; the screenshot has a typo: her hearing is scheduled for february of 2020 and if she is convicted as charged she will spend life in prison. she will likely never be granted clemency. her case and the court are far more stacked against her than they were for cyntoia brown, who regardless still spent 15 years in prison. please sign the petition.  : chris evans Follow @notcapnamerica Randy Volar, a rich white man, drugged, raped, and trafficked underage black girls. For years. He filmed the acts. One of them, Chrystul Kizer, had enough and killed him. She is facing life in prison. He was sexually abusing underage girls. Then, police said, one of... Now Chrystul Kizer, who was 16 when she met Randy Volar, is accused of murdering her alleged sex trafficker. She faces life in prison. washingtonpost.com 11:48 AM - 17 Dec 2019 3,076 Retweets 2,495 Likes All-Star Chrystul Kizer is an incarcerated trafficking survivor who is being charged with life in prison for acting in self-defense against her trafficker. The punishment that Chrystul is facing for defending her own life signals that black women and girls have no selves to defend. Right now Kenosha County District Attorney Michael Graveley has the power to drop all charges against Chrystul immediately. We are urging Graveley to do the right thing and drop all charges now so that instead of enduring more violence, Chrystul's healing can being with her family and community. Please show your support for Chrystul by signing this petition! Her next hearing is scheduled for February 21, 2019. jewblog: gahdamnpunk: The police caught and arrested him. But despite the heinous and violent crimes he was credibly accused of, he was released without bail. He was free for three months AFTER police discovered  that he was abusing 12 underage black girls. Chrystul Kizer was raped and trafficked by this man for years. She’s now facing life in prison for defending herself against her attacker. Free Chrystul Kizer!!! Pls spread help spread the news! SIGN THE PETITION this isn’t an old post; the screenshot has a typo: her hearing is scheduled for february of 2020 and if she is convicted as charged she will spend life in prison. she will likely never be granted clemency. her case and the court are far more stacked against her than they were for cyntoia brown, who regardless still spent 15 years in prison. please sign the petition. 

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