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        Beard, Click, and Confidence: emotion & body language
 body language:
 emotion
 Shiiting,1idgeting,grinning,L1Cking 11PS
 anticipation rubbing hands together
 slack-jawed, fixed gaze, unable to move
 awe
 clapping hands, shaking with laughter
 amusement
 slapping thighs, throwing head back
 biting smile back
 furrowed/lowered brow, flushed face, pointing
 ander
 or table, clenched fist/jaw, baring teeth
 throbbing veins in neck, scowling
 glaring, eye rolling, pressed lips, sighing
 annoyance
 fidgeting, sweating, playing with jewelry
 quickened breath, dry mouth/swallowing
 anxiety
 biting nails, stuttering, biting lip
 yawning, fridgeting, doodling, tapping feet
 boredom
 or shaking leg, playing with pen/pencil/hair
 lifted chin, head high, puffed chest, back
 straight, shoulders back, deliberate movement
 confidence
 tilted head, furrowed brow, shrugging,
 squinting
 confusion
 lifted chin, smirk, sneer, purse lips
 contempt

 emotion & body language
 body language:
 emotion
 twisted lips, twisted smile, half smile,
 shaking head, rolling eyes
 cynical
 one shoulder shrug, playing with hair/ring
 necklace/earring/earlobe, scratching face/
 nose/neck, shuffling, fidgeting, looking down
 deceptive
 hesitation in speech, nodding while saying no
 shaking head while saving ves, licking lips
 covering/touching mouth
 crossed arms, hands hidden, keeping object
 or person between self and percieved threat
 defensive
 winking, touching hair or clothing, eye
 contact, looking up through lashes, arching
 des1ire
 dilated pupils, stretching
 wide-eyed (shocked), narrow-eyed (suspicious)
 raised brows (shocked),low brow (suspicious),
 crinkled nose, curled lip, turning away
 clenched eyes, covering mouth/nose, flinch
 disqust
 frown, creased brows, crossed arms, pressed
 lips, narrowed eyes
 displeasure
 fidgeting, rubbing/scratching neck, wide-eyed
 distress
 plaving with iewelry, rapid-breathing, fixing
 sleeves, holding self, trembling
 blush, stuttering, stammering, unable to
 embarrassment make eye contact, covering face, holding self,
 blinking back tears, looking down or at lights
 rubbing eyes/temples, yawning, staring off
 slouching, closing eyes, moving slow
 fatique

 emotion & body language
 body language:
 emotion
 shrinking back, wide-eyed, hunched shoulders,
 flinching, shaking/trembling, holding self
 fear
 shaking head, pinching bridge of nose
 frustrationrubing temples, clenching hands
 grinding/clenching teeth
 shaking with sobs, staring off, trembling,
 shuddered breaths, gasping sobs, curling
 in on self, lashing out/hitting things
 grief
 smile, laugh, hum, whistle, dancing, jumping
 hugging, giggling, crinkled eyes
 happiness
 eye contact, open posture, smiling, looking
 honesty
 upwards
 tapping feet, shaking leg, taping fingers
 impatience twirling pen, nodding quickly, checking time
 sighing, looking away
 crossed arms, sneer, narrowed eyes, sour
 expression, tight 1ips
 jealousy
 hands clenched or gripping something
 overwhelmed wide-eyed, missing time/conversations, palms
 to forehead, staring off
 talking fast, leaning forward, nodding,
 raised brows, wide-eyed, eager, double handed
 passionate
 handshake
 smiling, nudging, teasing, poking, winking
 goading, giggling, laughing
 playful

 emotion & body language
 body language:
 emotion
 head back, parted 1ips, eyes wide or closed,
 flushing, quick breath/pulse, arch neck/back
 pleasure
 chin up, back straight, shoulders back, chest
 out, firm handshake, open/spread posture
 pride
 biting lip, pressed lips, crossed arms
 dragging feet, pinching bridge of nose
 reluctance
 slouched posture, holding self, hesitant,
 sadness
 quivering, crying, sobbing, shaking,
 tremblling
 tight smile, hiding hands in pockets/crossed
 arms, looking down/away, covering face
 secretiveness
 bury face in hands, looking down/away
 slumped posture, pressed lips, straight
 mouth, wet eyes
 shame
 eyebrows raised, mouth open, gasp, hands
 over mouth, freezing, stepping back/away
 shock
 dropping objects in hand (s)
 avoiding eye contact, looking away/down
 blushing, bending head, keeping distance
 shyness
 stepping away, holding self
 smirk, one raised eyebrow, corners of mouth
 twitch upwards
 smugnesS
 narrowed eyes, furrowed/creased brow, frown
 tight lips, pressed lips, glance sideways
 watchful agaze
 closed eyes, staring off, stroking/touching
 thoughtfullness neck or jewelry, pinching bridge of nose
 stroke face/beard, rest chin on hand
theonlysaylor:
A Writing Cheat Sheet: for linking actions with emotions. 
As always, click for HD.

        

            
            

                
                
                    Beard, Click, and Confidence: emotion & body language
 body language:
 emotion
 Shiiting,1idgeting,grinning,L1Cking 11PS
 anticipation rubbing hands together
 slack-jawed, fixed gaze, unable to move
 awe
 clapping hands, shaking with laughter
 amusement
 slapping thighs, throwing head back
 biting smile back
 furrowed/lowered brow, flushed face, pointing
 ander
 or table, clenched fist/jaw, baring teeth
 throbbing veins in neck, scowling
 glaring, eye rolling, pressed lips, sighing
 annoyance
 fidgeting, sweating, playing with jewelry
 quickened breath, dry mouth/swallowing
 anxiety
 biting nails, stuttering, biting lip
 yawning, fridgeting, doodling, tapping feet
 boredom
 or shaking leg, playing with pen/pencil/hair
 lifted chin, head high, puffed chest, back
 straight, shoulders back, deliberate movement
 confidence
 tilted head, furrowed brow, shrugging,
 squinting
 confusion
 lifted chin, smirk, sneer, purse lips
 contempt

 emotion & body language
 body language:
 emotion
 twisted lips, twisted smile, half smile,
 shaking head, rolling eyes
 cynical
 one shoulder shrug, playing with hair/ring
 necklace/earring/earlobe, scratching face/
 nose/neck, shuffling, fidgeting, looking down
 deceptive
 hesitation in speech, nodding while saying no
 shaking head while saving ves, licking lips
 covering/touching mouth
 crossed arms, hands hidden, keeping object
 or person between self and percieved threat
 defensive
 winking, touching hair or clothing, eye
 contact, looking up through lashes, arching
 des1ire
 dilated pupils, stretching
 wide-eyed (shocked), narrow-eyed (suspicious)
 raised brows (shocked),low brow (suspicious),
 crinkled nose, curled lip, turning away
 clenched eyes, covering mouth/nose, flinch
 disqust
 frown, creased brows, crossed arms, pressed
 lips, narrowed eyes
 displeasure
 fidgeting, rubbing/scratching neck, wide-eyed
 distress
 plaving with iewelry, rapid-breathing, fixing
 sleeves, holding self, trembling
 blush, stuttering, stammering, unable to
 embarrassment make eye contact, covering face, holding self,
 blinking back tears, looking down or at lights
 rubbing eyes/temples, yawning, staring off
 slouching, closing eyes, moving slow
 fatique

 emotion & body language
 body language:
 emotion
 shrinking back, wide-eyed, hunched shoulders,
 flinching, shaking/trembling, holding self
 fear
 shaking head, pinching bridge of nose
 frustrationrubing temples, clenching hands
 grinding/clenching teeth
 shaking with sobs, staring off, trembling,
 shuddered breaths, gasping sobs, curling
 in on self, lashing out/hitting things
 grief
 smile, laugh, hum, whistle, dancing, jumping
 hugging, giggling, crinkled eyes
 happiness
 eye contact, open posture, smiling, looking
 honesty
 upwards
 tapping feet, shaking leg, taping fingers
 impatience twirling pen, nodding quickly, checking time
 sighing, looking away
 crossed arms, sneer, narrowed eyes, sour
 expression, tight 1ips
 jealousy
 hands clenched or gripping something
 overwhelmed wide-eyed, missing time/conversations, palms
 to forehead, staring off
 talking fast, leaning forward, nodding,
 raised brows, wide-eyed, eager, double handed
 passionate
 handshake
 smiling, nudging, teasing, poking, winking
 goading, giggling, laughing
 playful

 emotion & body language
 body language:
 emotion
 head back, parted 1ips, eyes wide or closed,
 flushing, quick breath/pulse, arch neck/back
 pleasure
 chin up, back straight, shoulders back, chest
 out, firm handshake, open/spread posture
 pride
 biting lip, pressed lips, crossed arms
 dragging feet, pinching bridge of nose
 reluctance
 slouched posture, holding self, hesitant,
 sadness
 quivering, crying, sobbing, shaking,
 tremblling
 tight smile, hiding hands in pockets/crossed
 arms, looking down/away, covering face
 secretiveness
 bury face in hands, looking down/away
 slumped posture, pressed lips, straight
 mouth, wet eyes
 shame
 eyebrows raised, mouth open, gasp, hands
 over mouth, freezing, stepping back/away
 shock
 dropping objects in hand (s)
 avoiding eye contact, looking away/down
 blushing, bending head, keeping distance
 shyness
 stepping away, holding self
 smirk, one raised eyebrow, corners of mouth
 twitch upwards
 smugnesS
 narrowed eyes, furrowed/creased brow, frown
 tight lips, pressed lips, glance sideways
 watchful agaze
 closed eyes, staring off, stroking/touching
 thoughtfullness neck or jewelry, pinching bridge of nose
 stroke face/beard, rest chin on hand
theonlysaylor:
A Writing Cheat Sheet: for linking actions with emotions. 
As always, click for HD.

                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        Anaconda, Beer, and Bitch: It wasnt for money, but I once licked a
 schoolbus window for a full minute in exchange
 for a chocolate bar.
 I hope this gets seen. Havn't told many people.
 In 8th grade we were dissecting frogs. A kid in
 my lab group bet me a hundred bucks I
 wouldn't eat the liver. I ate the liver. Yes it was
 dripping in formaldehyde. Teacher saw and I
 managed to convince her it was nothing. That
 night I got so embarrassed that I called the kid
 and told him I didn't eat the liver and that I
 faked it. So technically I ate a paisonous piece
 of frog for nothing at all,
 licked 5 of my friends bare feet (I'm talking heel
 to toe) for $10 a pop, easiest $50 I've ever
 made :)
 would not do again:
 1 drank a shot of blue Dawn dish detergent for
 $S in my high school biology class. I threw up
 green foam in the next period
 Wasn't for money, but I "married" a boy in
 elementary school for a box of Crayola Silver
 Swirl Crayons. Bitch didn't even pay up.
 A guy approached me outside my gym after a
 workout and paid me $100 to smell my feet.
 Not my finest moment, but when attending
 college in the early 00's, a guy who lived on my
 floor shaved his own head, put the resulting
 hair in a shopping bag, and then said that he
 would pay me $20 to eat all of it. I accepted.
 My father bet me twenty bucks I wouldn't eat
 half of a live bluegill...thinking my then
 seventeen girl guts could't do t, he was
 shocked when I bit the wriggling fish in half and
 swallowed half of it. I bought a knife with the
 You will be our leader,
 Sent naked pictures for RuneScape gold... not
 proud. 60m, fair deal though.
 Friend expelied a kidney stone. I ate it for 20
 I was at a beer festival and chugged from a
 dump bucket that everyone would dump their
 beer into after tasting it. My friend paid me $10
 bucks and some random guy tossed in another
 $5. All in all, I'd do it again.
 Same year some eccentric rich old lady
 pulled me aside at the restaurant I work
 at and asked me to be a waiter at her
 parisian style engagement party for her
 friend. She said I get $500. So I said
 sure. Arrived when she asked me to.
 Turns out she wanted to paint me gold
 glue on gold leaves to my body, and
 have me wear a gold thong, and only a
 gold thong. I did it. Got $500 bucks plus
 tons of tips from crazy ladies. And I only
 lost two points of dignity
 Worked retail.
These Ridiculous Stories Show Just How Far People Will Go To Make a Buck
        

            
            

                
                
                    Anaconda, Beer, and Bitch: It wasnt for money, but I once licked a
 schoolbus window for a full minute in exchange
 for a chocolate bar.
 I hope this gets seen. Havn't told many people.
 In 8th grade we were dissecting frogs. A kid in
 my lab group bet me a hundred bucks I
 wouldn't eat the liver. I ate the liver. Yes it was
 dripping in formaldehyde. Teacher saw and I
 managed to convince her it was nothing. That
 night I got so embarrassed that I called the kid
 and told him I didn't eat the liver and that I
 faked it. So technically I ate a paisonous piece
 of frog for nothing at all,
 licked 5 of my friends bare feet (I'm talking heel
 to toe) for $10 a pop, easiest $50 I've ever
 made :)
 would not do again:
 1 drank a shot of blue Dawn dish detergent for
 $S in my high school biology class. I threw up
 green foam in the next period
 Wasn't for money, but I "married" a boy in
 elementary school for a box of Crayola Silver
 Swirl Crayons. Bitch didn't even pay up.
 A guy approached me outside my gym after a
 workout and paid me $100 to smell my feet.
 Not my finest moment, but when attending
 college in the early 00's, a guy who lived on my
 floor shaved his own head, put the resulting
 hair in a shopping bag, and then said that he
 would pay me $20 to eat all of it. I accepted.
 My father bet me twenty bucks I wouldn't eat
 half of a live bluegill...thinking my then
 seventeen girl guts could't do t, he was
 shocked when I bit the wriggling fish in half and
 swallowed half of it. I bought a knife with the
 You will be our leader,
 Sent naked pictures for RuneScape gold... not
 proud. 60m, fair deal though.
 Friend expelied a kidney stone. I ate it for 20
 I was at a beer festival and chugged from a
 dump bucket that everyone would dump their
 beer into after tasting it. My friend paid me $10
 bucks and some random guy tossed in another
 $5. All in all, I'd do it again.
 Same year some eccentric rich old lady
 pulled me aside at the restaurant I work
 at and asked me to be a waiter at her
 parisian style engagement party for her
 friend. She said I get $500. So I said
 sure. Arrived when she asked me to.
 Turns out she wanted to paint me gold
 glue on gold leaves to my body, and
 have me wear a gold thong, and only a
 gold thong. I did it. Got $500 bucks plus
 tons of tips from crazy ladies. And I only
 lost two points of dignity
 Worked retail.
These Ridiculous Stories Show Just How Far People Will Go To Make a Buck
                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        Anime, Shit, and Sorry: A marble bust of Caligula restored >
 to its original colours. The colours were
 identified from particles trapped in the
 marble.
thescienceofjohnlock:
ten-and-donna:

themarysue:

humansofcolor:

prokopetz:

sarahtypeswords:

wetorturedsomefolks:

memejacker:

several-talking-corpses:

memejacker:

caligula had anime eyes

wait romans painted their marble sculptures
it looks like a cheap theme park ride mascot

yep
here’s a statue of Augustus
and here’s a reproduction of the statue with the colors restored 

i honestly think that what we consider the height of sculpture in all of Western civilization being essentially the leftover templates of gaudy pieces of theme park shit to be evidence of the potential merit of found art

“I tried coloring it and then I ruined it”

And you know what the funniest part is? The paint didn’t just wear off over time. A bunch of asshole British historians back in the Victorian era actually went around scrubbing the remaining paint off of Greek and Roman statues - often destroying the fine details of the carving in the process - because the bright colours didn’t fit the dignified image they wished to present of the the cultures they claimed to be heirs to. This process also removed visible evidence of the fact that at least some of the statues thus stripped of paint had originally depicted non-white individuals.
Whenever you look at a Roman statue with a bare marble face, you’re looking at the face of imperialist historical revisionism.
(The missing noses on a lot of Egyptian statues are a similar deal. It’s not that the ancient Egyptians made statues with strangely fragile noses. Many Victorian archaeologists had a habit of chipping the noses off of the statues they brought back, then claiming that they’d found them that way - because with the noses intact, it was too obvious that the statues were meant to depict individuals of black African descent.)

Sorry, I keep reblogging this over and over, the last comment is unbelievable. Wow.

WUT


Knowledge bomb!


Many more fig leaves in strategic places appeared thanks to the Victorians too.

        

            
            

                
                
                    Anime, Shit, and Sorry: A marble bust of Caligula restored >
 to its original colours. The colours were
 identified from particles trapped in the
 marble.
thescienceofjohnlock:
ten-and-donna:

themarysue:

humansofcolor:

prokopetz:

sarahtypeswords:

wetorturedsomefolks:

memejacker:

several-talking-corpses:

memejacker:

caligula had anime eyes

wait romans painted their marble sculptures
it looks like a cheap theme park ride mascot

yep
here’s a statue of Augustus
and here’s a reproduction of the statue with the colors restored 

i honestly think that what we consider the height of sculpture in all of Western civilization being essentially the leftover templates of gaudy pieces of theme park shit to be evidence of the potential merit of found art

“I tried coloring it and then I ruined it”

And you know what the funniest part is? The paint didn’t just wear off over time. A bunch of asshole British historians back in the Victorian era actually went around scrubbing the remaining paint off of Greek and Roman statues - often destroying the fine details of the carving in the process - because the bright colours didn’t fit the dignified image they wished to present of the the cultures they claimed to be heirs to. This process also removed visible evidence of the fact that at least some of the statues thus stripped of paint had originally depicted non-white individuals.
Whenever you look at a Roman statue with a bare marble face, you’re looking at the face of imperialist historical revisionism.
(The missing noses on a lot of Egyptian statues are a similar deal. It’s not that the ancient Egyptians made statues with strangely fragile noses. Many Victorian archaeologists had a habit of chipping the noses off of the statues they brought back, then claiming that they’d found them that way - because with the noses intact, it was too obvious that the statues were meant to depict individuals of black African descent.)

Sorry, I keep reblogging this over and over, the last comment is unbelievable. Wow.

WUT


Knowledge bomb!


Many more fig leaves in strategic places appeared thanks to the Victorians too.

                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        America, Anaconda, and Bernie Sanders: Bernie Sanders
 @SenSanders
 There's no state where a full-time
 minimum wage worker can afford a
 one-bedroom apartment at the fair
 market rent. That's unacceptable.
 4/10/17, 3:51 PM
 5,379 RETWEETS 14.2K LIKES
pidgepitchu:
strict-constitutionalist:

constitutioncutie:


Minimum wage: $7.25
$7.25 x 40 hour full time work week: $290
$290 x 4 weeks per month: $1,160
In every Southern state (didn’t have time to look at the rest of the country) you can find some sort of studio apartment for around $500 per month, sometimes less than that. Why bother lying about something so easily disproven? 


Because Bernie Sanders supporters aren’t going to fact check him, and they’ll ignore any contrary evidence that’s presented to them anyways.

Things like this really tick me off and It’s not political or anything but it’s the fact that you think all that money is there. Here’s what I mean;
That weekly check comes to, according to you, 290. Most places DO NOT pay for your half hour lunch that is required by law. So your beginning number was wrong. $7.25 x 7.5 hours a day x 5 days a week only gets you $271.88. 

 Most people in America get paid bi-weekly, so let’s double it to get the budget. $543.75. That’s GROSS, not NET. Out of that comes anywhere between 10% and 15% taxes depending on state so we’ll low ball it at 10%. Automatically down to $489.38 a pay check. Now health insurance. Usually anywhere from 70-100 a pay check for the cheapest plans. Again, we’ll low ball and go $70. So now we have $419.39 a paycheck. x 2  = $839. 
Eight hundred thirty nine dollars. A MONTH.
But again, you seem to think that’s fair. So let’s proceed. You say rent is $500? Okay. This person now has $339 left to buy groceries for the whole month, pay utilities, car payment, car insurance, and gas money to get to work. 
Those are the bare needs. You have to eat. You have to pay for heat, water, garbage removal, gas and or electricity because apartments do not always include things and rarely all of the above. Most cities in America do not have public transportation. Mine doesn’t despite the fact that our population is over 15,000 people, not counting a taxi. If you have a car, you have to pay that. If you have a car, legally you have to have car insurance. You have to pay that. You have to have gas in that car to get to work to make that money.
Now if you can tell me you can get all of that out of $339 you’re lying.
You are so focused on rent that you aren’t thinking about everything else people have to pay for. Rent was an example. This is a breakdown of the budget you gave me and it’s not possible to live off that in 2017 America. 
And BECAUSE this person makes over $800 a month, they probably won’t qualify for financial aid or food stamps. $800 is the line in my state where they won’t help you. No food stamps, financial aid, or government housing if you make more than $800 a month. 
Why does it bother you that people deserve to live above the poverty line?

        

            
            

                
                
                    America, Anaconda, and Bernie Sanders: Bernie Sanders
 @SenSanders
 There's no state where a full-time
 minimum wage worker can afford a
 one-bedroom apartment at the fair
 market rent. That's unacceptable.
 4/10/17, 3:51 PM
 5,379 RETWEETS 14.2K LIKES
pidgepitchu:
strict-constitutionalist:

constitutioncutie:


Minimum wage: $7.25
$7.25 x 40 hour full time work week: $290
$290 x 4 weeks per month: $1,160
In every Southern state (didn’t have time to look at the rest of the country) you can find some sort of studio apartment for around $500 per month, sometimes less than that. Why bother lying about something so easily disproven? 


Because Bernie Sanders supporters aren’t going to fact check him, and they’ll ignore any contrary evidence that’s presented to them anyways.

Things like this really tick me off and It’s not political or anything but it’s the fact that you think all that money is there. Here’s what I mean;
That weekly check comes to, according to you, 290. Most places DO NOT pay for your half hour lunch that is required by law. So your beginning number was wrong. $7.25 x 7.5 hours a day x 5 days a week only gets you $271.88. 

 Most people in America get paid bi-weekly, so let’s double it to get the budget. $543.75. That’s GROSS, not NET. Out of that comes anywhere between 10% and 15% taxes depending on state so we’ll low ball it at 10%. Automatically down to $489.38 a pay check. Now health insurance. Usually anywhere from 70-100 a pay check for the cheapest plans. Again, we’ll low ball and go $70. So now we have $419.39 a paycheck. x 2  = $839. 
Eight hundred thirty nine dollars. A MONTH.
But again, you seem to think that’s fair. So let’s proceed. You say rent is $500? Okay. This person now has $339 left to buy groceries for the whole month, pay utilities, car payment, car insurance, and gas money to get to work. 
Those are the bare needs. You have to eat. You have to pay for heat, water, garbage removal, gas and or electricity because apartments do not always include things and rarely all of the above. Most cities in America do not have public transportation. Mine doesn’t despite the fact that our population is over 15,000 people, not counting a taxi. If you have a car, you have to pay that. If you have a car, legally you have to have car insurance. You have to pay that. You have to have gas in that car to get to work to make that money.
Now if you can tell me you can get all of that out of $339 you’re lying.
You are so focused on rent that you aren’t thinking about everything else people have to pay for. Rent was an example. This is a breakdown of the budget you gave me and it’s not possible to live off that in 2017 America. 
And BECAUSE this person makes over $800 a month, they probably won’t qualify for financial aid or food stamps. $800 is the line in my state where they won’t help you. No food stamps, financial aid, or government housing if you make more than $800 a month. 
Why does it bother you that people deserve to live above the poverty line?

                    
                
            

            
                
                
pidgepitchu:
strict-constitutionalist:

constitutioncutie:


Minimum wage: $7.25
$7.25 x 40 hour full time work week: $290
$290 x 4 weeks pe...

                
            
            
        

    

    

        
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        America, Anaconda, and Bernie Sanders: Bernie Sanders
 @SenSanders
 There's no state where a full-time
 minimum wage worker can afford a
 one-bedroom apartment at the fair
 market rent. That's unacceptable.
 4/10/17, 3:51 PM
 5,379 RETWEETS 14.2K LIKES
whyamilaughingatthis:
pidgepitchu:

strict-constitutionalist:

constitutioncutie:


Minimum wage: $7.25
$7.25 x 40 hour full time work week: $290
$290 x 4 weeks per month: $1,160
In every Southern state (didn’t have time to look at the rest of the country) you can find some sort of studio apartment for around $500 per month, sometimes less than that. Why bother lying about something so easily disproven? 


Because Bernie Sanders supporters aren’t going to fact check him, and they’ll ignore any contrary evidence that’s presented to them anyways.

Things like this really tick me off and It’s not political or anything but it’s the fact that you think all that money is there. Here’s what I mean;
That weekly check comes to, according to you, 290. Most places DO NOT pay for your half hour lunch that is required by law. So your beginning number was wrong. $7.25 x 7.5 hours a day x 5 days a week only gets you $271.88. 

 Most people in America get paid bi-weekly, so let’s double it to get the budget. $543.75. That’s GROSS, not NET. Out of that comes anywhere between 10% and 15% taxes depending on state so we’ll low ball it at 10%. Automatically down to $489.38 a pay check. Now health insurance. Usually anywhere from 70-100 a pay check for the cheapest plans. Again, we’ll low ball and go $70. So now we have $419.39 a paycheck. x 2  = $839. 
Eight hundred thirty nine dollars. A MONTH.
But again, you seem to think that’s fair. So let’s proceed. You say rent is $500? Okay. This person now has $339 left to buy groceries for the whole month, pay utilities, car payment, car insurance, and gas money to get to work. 
Those are the bare needs. You have to eat. You have to pay for heat, water, garbage removal, gas and or electricity because apartments do not always include things and rarely all of the above. Most cities in America do not have public transportation. Mine doesn’t despite the fact that our population is over 15,000 people, not counting a taxi. If you have a car, you have to pay that. If you have a car, legally you have to have car insurance. You have to pay that. You have to have gas in that car to get to work to make that money.
Now if you can tell me you can get all of that out of $339 you’re lying.
You are so focused on rent that you aren’t thinking about everything else people have to pay for. Rent was an example. This is a breakdown of the budget you gave me and it’s not possible to live off that in 2017 America. 
And BECAUSE this person makes over $800 a month, they probably won’t qualify for financial aid or food stamps. $800 is the line in my state where they won’t help you. No food stamps, financial aid, or government housing if you make more than $800 a month. 
Why does it bother you that people deserve to live above the poverty line?

Another issue.
Location. Yeah you can get an apartment for rent at that price in certain states,  but go live off that minimum wage in New York. or California. Doesn’t work.

        

            
            

                
                
                    America, Anaconda, and Bernie Sanders: Bernie Sanders
 @SenSanders
 There's no state where a full-time
 minimum wage worker can afford a
 one-bedroom apartment at the fair
 market rent. That's unacceptable.
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whyamilaughingatthis:
pidgepitchu:

strict-constitutionalist:

constitutioncutie:


Minimum wage: $7.25
$7.25 x 40 hour full time work week: $290
$290 x 4 weeks per month: $1,160
In every Southern state (didn’t have time to look at the rest of the country) you can find some sort of studio apartment for around $500 per month, sometimes less than that. Why bother lying about something so easily disproven? 


Because Bernie Sanders supporters aren’t going to fact check him, and they’ll ignore any contrary evidence that’s presented to them anyways.

Things like this really tick me off and It’s not political or anything but it’s the fact that you think all that money is there. Here’s what I mean;
That weekly check comes to, according to you, 290. Most places DO NOT pay for your half hour lunch that is required by law. So your beginning number was wrong. $7.25 x 7.5 hours a day x 5 days a week only gets you $271.88. 

 Most people in America get paid bi-weekly, so let’s double it to get the budget. $543.75. That’s GROSS, not NET. Out of that comes anywhere between 10% and 15% taxes depending on state so we’ll low ball it at 10%. Automatically down to $489.38 a pay check. Now health insurance. Usually anywhere from 70-100 a pay check for the cheapest plans. Again, we’ll low ball and go $70. So now we have $419.39 a paycheck. x 2  = $839. 
Eight hundred thirty nine dollars. A MONTH.
But again, you seem to think that’s fair. So let’s proceed. You say rent is $500? Okay. This person now has $339 left to buy groceries for the whole month, pay utilities, car payment, car insurance, and gas money to get to work. 
Those are the bare needs. You have to eat. You have to pay for heat, water, garbage removal, gas and or electricity because apartments do not always include things and rarely all of the above. Most cities in America do not have public transportation. Mine doesn’t despite the fact that our population is over 15,000 people, not counting a taxi. If you have a car, you have to pay that. If you have a car, legally you have to have car insurance. You have to pay that. You have to have gas in that car to get to work to make that money.
Now if you can tell me you can get all of that out of $339 you’re lying.
You are so focused on rent that you aren’t thinking about everything else people have to pay for. Rent was an example. This is a breakdown of the budget you gave me and it’s not possible to live off that in 2017 America. 
And BECAUSE this person makes over $800 a month, they probably won’t qualify for financial aid or food stamps. $800 is the line in my state where they won’t help you. No food stamps, financial aid, or government housing if you make more than $800 a month. 
Why does it bother you that people deserve to live above the poverty line?

Another issue.
Location. Yeah you can get an apartment for rent at that price in certain states,  but go live off that minimum wage in New York. or California. Doesn’t work.

                    
                
            

            
                
                
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pidgepitchu:

strict-constitutionalist:

constitutioncutie:


Minimum wage: $7.25
$7.25 x 40 hour full time work week:...

                
            
            
        

    

    

        
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        Cats, Dogs, and Drake: OMING Stt
 my foot's totally stuck in tberenight, I'm freaking out,
 the dog's having a seizure and I still got half a pie left
 vardaesque
 you don't understand i would sell
 my firstborn to know how this story
 started
 Well it all started when Mrs. Hayfer
 wanted me to babysit her dumb house.
 When I got the keys, I sat them on top
 of this pie that I found on the counter. I
 knew it was going to be given to the
 family for desert if I didn't eat it soon, so
 I was going to plan to eat it in my
 teacher's house and dump all the
 crumbs on her bed. So it's a win-win,
 right? Besides, she wouldn't find out
 about the crumbs until after I was paid,
 and this teacher hates me anyway
 hen, I got distracted when this hot
 cheerleader calls me, asking about what
 movie l'd recommend, but before l
 could answer, I realize that my mom
 would be there any second to serve
 dinner, and there was no way I was
 sharing that pie. So I bust out of there
 with the pie and the keys, and the
 moment I get in the house, I start
 chowing down on the pie with my bare
 hands, trying to eat this thing before
 anyone knows I took it, right? Well,
 since the pie crust was dry, I chugged a
 2-liter bottle of soda wheneverr
 throat would get dry and eventually, I
 really needed to go." Only when I went
 to flush, the water wouldn't stop flowing
 and there was no plunger to be found.
 Usually I'd just shrug and say it was
 Josh's fault or something, but let's get
 reai nere, Mrs. Hayter wouia' ve Diamea
 me about her toilet overflowing if I was
 30 states away. So I jammed my foot in
 there, hoping it'd make the toilet stop
 flushing. Then my phone rings, and I
 knew it was my mom, asking where her
 pie went, and because Meghan decided
 it'd be a great idea to make my ring tone
 a bunch of cats meowing, Mrs. Hayfer's
 dog, Tiberius starts freaking out
 bashing into the door over and over
 again. Now anyone who knows this dog
 knows that this dog will happily eat
 anything, and that includes the pie, and
 probably myself. So my foot's totally
 stuck in there right, I'm freaking out
 the dog's having a seizure and I still
 got half a pie left
 for iFunny)
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                    Cats, Dogs, and Drake: OMING Stt
 my foot's totally stuck in tberenight, I'm freaking out,
 the dog's having a seizure and I still got half a pie left
 vardaesque
 you don't understand i would sell
 my firstborn to know how this story
 started
 Well it all started when Mrs. Hayfer
 wanted me to babysit her dumb house.
 When I got the keys, I sat them on top
 of this pie that I found on the counter. I
 knew it was going to be given to the
 family for desert if I didn't eat it soon, so
 I was going to plan to eat it in my
 teacher's house and dump all the
 crumbs on her bed. So it's a win-win,
 right? Besides, she wouldn't find out
 about the crumbs until after I was paid,
 and this teacher hates me anyway
 hen, I got distracted when this hot
 cheerleader calls me, asking about what
 movie l'd recommend, but before l
 could answer, I realize that my mom
 would be there any second to serve
 dinner, and there was no way I was
 sharing that pie. So I bust out of there
 with the pie and the keys, and the
 moment I get in the house, I start
 chowing down on the pie with my bare
 hands, trying to eat this thing before
 anyone knows I took it, right? Well,
 since the pie crust was dry, I chugged a
 2-liter bottle of soda wheneverr
 throat would get dry and eventually, I
 really needed to go." Only when I went
 to flush, the water wouldn't stop flowing
 and there was no plunger to be found.
 Usually I'd just shrug and say it was
 Josh's fault or something, but let's get
 reai nere, Mrs. Hayter wouia' ve Diamea
 me about her toilet overflowing if I was
 30 states away. So I jammed my foot in
 there, hoping it'd make the toilet stop
 flushing. Then my phone rings, and I
 knew it was my mom, asking where her
 pie went, and because Meghan decided
 it'd be a great idea to make my ring tone
 a bunch of cats meowing, Mrs. Hayfer's
 dog, Tiberius starts freaking out
 bashing into the door over and over
 again. Now anyone who knows this dog
 knows that this dog will happily eat
 anything, and that includes the pie, and
 probably myself. So my foot's totally
 stuck in there right, I'm freaking out
 the dog's having a seizure and I still
 got half a pie left
 for iFunny)
The story in Drake and Josh
                    
                
            

            
                
                
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        Desperate, Driving, and The Office: forind whasever it wwas that
 ancd engenough Hor patience, the smile whe has plastered on
 She talks o heswelf a lot
 Sikit he's Ascer.py ond yc," worst Adm to a" aw.ppy. She telas terveit Ο
 ime he neesds. Thst she will enceerage him to keep doing what he's
 tiven ir she doesn't know what the hell he in doing
 ter hands grip the Meering wheel. The an is jarring. almost
 blincling -a ietle too brilliant- as she fhes dows twe awoy. es a
 at rwo o'clock, and she', υσ ror the
 A whole week. An eternity if be sends her home
 in a few hours
 She has a few things in a bag. but she doesn't know
 if she will be staying or going. She has no idea what to expect
 Which works out just fine, beeause living wi
 r specialty of hers.
 She tells herself there is nothing ahead, but
 she doesn't eare too much about what she's left behind either
 and dhat means
 she's driving through the middle of some sort c
 She keeps driving. Eyes straight ahead. Breath tentatively held. The top is down on the Mustang,
 snd she lts the som poà agai
 she sits to get so
 seeping into her. Finally She chalks up
 her bare arms. The simple, blue jersey dress she wears comes to
 above her knees, and she has hiked it up as
 sun on her thighs. Her skin has been cold for so long, but right now the late June heat i
 lack of shivering to the weather and not to the fact that she is heading there. To him
 The wind whips her hair. It's longer than it had been when he'd last seen it. It falls just p
 past her shoulders, and even tugged iw
 messy ponytail right now, strands lash at her race. Her sunglasses are aviaom, and ier Si
 need it out here. Of course she won't, but she brings it anyways. Maybe it's just the most tangible
 she won't, but she
 hold ornto.
 She doesn't have much to hold onto these days.
 What she needs is the air. She is desperate for the thick, hot air that sinks into her. Her eyelids are heavy, lulled by the
 drive and the surprising lack of traffic
 The heat is relentless.
 It is everywh
 melted and the spring
 came, sh
 inside of her. Her gut is still cold. Frigid. Even after the snow
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 Someone at my work (no way to know who) printed out a 300-page
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                    Desperate, Driving, and The Office: forind whasever it wwas that
 ancd engenough Hor patience, the smile whe has plastered on
 She talks o heswelf a lot
 Sikit he's Ascer.py ond yc," worst Adm to a" aw.ppy. She telas terveit Ο
 ime he neesds. Thst she will enceerage him to keep doing what he's
 tiven ir she doesn't know what the hell he in doing
 ter hands grip the Meering wheel. The an is jarring. almost
 blincling -a ietle too brilliant- as she fhes dows twe awoy. es a
 at rwo o'clock, and she', υσ ror the
 A whole week. An eternity if be sends her home
 in a few hours
 She has a few things in a bag. but she doesn't know
 if she will be staying or going. She has no idea what to expect
 Which works out just fine, beeause living wi
 r specialty of hers.
 She tells herself there is nothing ahead, but
 she doesn't eare too much about what she's left behind either
 and dhat means
 she's driving through the middle of some sort c
 She keeps driving. Eyes straight ahead. Breath tentatively held. The top is down on the Mustang,
 snd she lts the som poà agai
 she sits to get so
 seeping into her. Finally She chalks up
 her bare arms. The simple, blue jersey dress she wears comes to
 above her knees, and she has hiked it up as
 sun on her thighs. Her skin has been cold for so long, but right now the late June heat i
 lack of shivering to the weather and not to the fact that she is heading there. To him
 The wind whips her hair. It's longer than it had been when he'd last seen it. It falls just p
 past her shoulders, and even tugged iw
 messy ponytail right now, strands lash at her race. Her sunglasses are aviaom, and ier Si
 need it out here. Of course she won't, but she brings it anyways. Maybe it's just the most tangible
 she won't, but she
 hold ornto.
 She doesn't have much to hold onto these days.
 What she needs is the air. She is desperate for the thick, hot air that sinks into her. Her eyelids are heavy, lulled by the
 drive and the surprising lack of traffic
 The heat is relentless.
 It is everywh
 melted and the spring
 came, sh
 inside of her. Her gut is still cold. Frigid. Even after the snow
 Arsenio BahHambug @ArsenioB_Ham 4h
 Someone at my work (no way to know who) printed out a 300-page
 Law&Order: SVU fanfic on the office printer.
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        Arsenal, Brains, and Target: euheuheuheuh
 Today at 8:48 AM
 What in the name of Neptune did you just say about me, you little barnacle brain? I'll have you know
 graduated top of my science class in Conch University, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on the
 Krusty Krab, and I have over 300 confirmed failures. I am trained in robotic warfare and I'm the top engineer in
 Bikini Bottom. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will steal the Krabby Patty secret formula in ways
 likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my words. You think you can get away with saying
 that to me in the Chum Bucket? Think again, you bucktoothed barnacle. As we speak I am contacting my secret
 network of robots across Bikini Bottom and your formula's location is being traced right now so you better prepare
 for the storm, bottom feeder. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your restaurant. You're
 dead, krabs. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can steal the formula in over seven hundred ways, and that's just
 with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in stealthy combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of
 the Chum Bucket and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable restaurant off the face of the continent. If
 only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you,
 maybe you would have held your tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you
 goddamn kelp-for-brains. I will throw chum all over you and you will drown in it. You're dead, krabs.
 A Decimal Pi Today at 8:49 AM
 2 can dine 49 9t nein Today at 8:49 AM
 holy fuck
The krabby patty secret formula will be MINE!
        

            
            

                
                
                    Arsenal, Brains, and Target: euheuheuheuh
 Today at 8:48 AM
 What in the name of Neptune did you just say about me, you little barnacle brain? I'll have you know
 graduated top of my science class in Conch University, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on the
 Krusty Krab, and I have over 300 confirmed failures. I am trained in robotic warfare and I'm the top engineer in
 Bikini Bottom. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will steal the Krabby Patty secret formula in ways
 likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my words. You think you can get away with saying
 that to me in the Chum Bucket? Think again, you bucktoothed barnacle. As we speak I am contacting my secret
 network of robots across Bikini Bottom and your formula's location is being traced right now so you better prepare
 for the storm, bottom feeder. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your restaurant. You're
 dead, krabs. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can steal the formula in over seven hundred ways, and that's just
 with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in stealthy combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of
 the Chum Bucket and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable restaurant off the face of the continent. If
 only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you,
 maybe you would have held your tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you
 goddamn kelp-for-brains. I will throw chum all over you and you will drown in it. You're dead, krabs.
 A Decimal Pi Today at 8:49 AM
 2 can dine 49 9t nein Today at 8:49 AM
 holy fuck
The krabby patty secret formula will be MINE!
                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        Life, Love, and Respect: do i just kill myself already
 To be, or not to be. That is the question: whether tis nobler in the
 mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to
 take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them to
 die to sleep no more and by a sleep to say we end the heartache,
 and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to 'tis a
 consummation devoutly to be wished to die to sleep to sleep
 perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub for in that sleep of death
 what dreams may come when we have shuftled off this mortal
 col must give us pause. There's the respect that makes calamity
 of so long life for who would bear the whips and scoms of time
 th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely the pangs of
 despised love, the law's delay the insolence of office, and the
 spums that patient merit of th unworthy takes when he himselt
 might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels
 bear to grunt and sweat under a weary lfe but that the dread of
 something after death the undiscovered country, from whose
 bourn no traveller retums. puzzles the will and makes us rather
 bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of?
 thus conscience does make cowards of us all and thus the native
 hue of resolution is sickled o'er with the pałe cast of thought and
 enterprise of great pitch and moment with this regard their
 currents tum awry and lose the name of action. Soft you now, rhe
 air Ophelia! nmph. in thy orisons be all my sins remembered.
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                    Life, Love, and Respect: do i just kill myself already
 To be, or not to be. That is the question: whether tis nobler in the
 mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to
 take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them to
 die to sleep no more and by a sleep to say we end the heartache,
 and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to 'tis a
 consummation devoutly to be wished to die to sleep to sleep
 perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub for in that sleep of death
 what dreams may come when we have shuftled off this mortal
 col must give us pause. There's the respect that makes calamity
 of so long life for who would bear the whips and scoms of time
 th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely the pangs of
 despised love, the law's delay the insolence of office, and the
 spums that patient merit of th unworthy takes when he himselt
 might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels
 bear to grunt and sweat under a weary lfe but that the dread of
 something after death the undiscovered country, from whose
 bourn no traveller retums. puzzles the will and makes us rather
 bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of?
 thus conscience does make cowards of us all and thus the native
 hue of resolution is sickled o'er with the pałe cast of thought and
 enterprise of great pitch and moment with this regard their
 currents tum awry and lose the name of action. Soft you now, rhe
 air Ophelia! nmph. in thy orisons be all my sins remembered.
me irl
                    
                
            

            
                
                
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