Phillis Whitely was not a servant. She was enslaved.
Could you live on $8 or $9 dollars an hour? A computer game made by the Urban Ministries of Durham in North Carolina and an advertising firm called McKinney lets you play out life with a low-wage job as a single mom. The objective is to make it a month, juggling getting a job, rent, a place to live, food and coping with the costs of repairs, things for your child, insurance, etc.. Actually a very hard game to play and full of reminders of the difficulties of life on that kind of salary.
Seriously, if you haven’t played before, play it now. If you have played before, play it again. Especially important during this election season.
just playing this game alone made me really stressed and anxious
ALL THE HATER ANONS, PLAY THIS
This game is amazing. Play it, play it, play it! I shared this with a professor who then had her students play it. So real.
I can’t tell you how often I would have been screwed here in PA if it wasn’t for the fact that Autumnyte either knows it or where to find it.
I am so glad she was there, and so upset that you have to have a friend in the know to get anywhere. Idek, it just struck me that I offer to help people find these services (and I have helped them) a lot, because I know where to look. It shouldn’t be so difficult.
God, that would be awesome. We need to find somebody who knows how to do the thing.
I feel like this is something that could be crowdsourced, as far as gathering the actual information, and verifying correctness if people were willing to come together and volunteer. But building a network like that, and creating an easily navigable site, and also keeping everything up to date would be a major major task.
But it really needs to exist.
I really really want to start a blog or site with lists of mental healthcare practitioners that offer services on a sliding fee scale based on income, with listings by state, county and city, and how to contact them and what you need by way of documents wrt income.
Because the information is just scattered the fuck around creation, and it’s overwhelming and impossible to deal with for the folks that need it most.
Caracal also known as desert lynx, can survive for long periods without water. Their ears are larger than other big cats, allowing them to navigate preys and escape danger better. They are known for their bird-catching abilities and because of their good sense of hearing they can easily detect birds flying, even birds with specially adapted feathers for silent flight like owl. Altogether, with their long legs and big paws they can leap up into the air to successfully catch their prey.
"It’s the social economic version of “just stop being depressed”"
thats exactly what bothers me about “forget money follow your dreams” like lol ok poor people just stop being poor and do things start a business
just acknowledge we live in a capitalist society and that following a dream isn’t achievable for everyone like. be real. i’m a positive person but i’m not full of illusions about how things work.
me ridin in to whoop ur butts
file under: people i would follow into battle
Witch of the Wilds by LPVictoria
They say Ghilan’nain was one of the People, in the days before Arlathan, and the chosen of Andruil the Huntress. She was very beautiful—with hair of snowy white—and as graceful as a gazelle. She kept always to Andruil’s Ways, and Andruil favored her above all others.
One day, while hunting in the forest, Ghilan’nain came across a hunter she did not know. At his feet lay a hawk, shot through the heart by an arrow. Ghilan’nain was filled with rage, for the hawk—along with the hare—is an animal much beloved of Andruil. Ghilan’nain demanded that the hunter make an offering to Andruil, in exchange for taking the life of one of her creatures. The hunter refused, and Ghilan’nain called upon the goddess to curse him, so that he could never again hunt and kill a living creature.
Ghilan’nain’s curse took hold, and the hunter found that he was unable to hunt. His prey would dart out of sight and his arrows would fly astray. His friends and family began to mock him for his impotence, for what use is a hunter who cannot hunt? Ashamed, the hunter swore he would find Ghilan’nain and repay her for what she had done to him.
He found Ghilan’nain while she was out on a hunt with her sisters, and lured her away from them with lies and false words. He told Ghilan’nain that he had learned his lesson and begged her to come with him, so she could teach him to make a proper offering to Andruil. Moved by his plea, Ghilan’nain followed the hunter, and when they were away from all of her sisters, the hunter turned on Ghilan’nain. He blinded her first, and then bound her as one would bind a kill fresh from the hunt. But because he was cursed, the hunter could not kill her. Instead he left her for dead in the forest.
And Ghilan’nain prayed to the gods for help. She prayed to Elgar’nan for vengeance, to Mother Mythal to protect her, but above all she prayed to Andruil. Andruil sent her hares to Ghilan’nain and they chewed through the ropes that bound her, but Ghilan’nain was still wounded and blind, and could not find her way home. So Andruil turned her into a beautiful white deer—the first halla. And Ghilan’nain found her way back to her sisters, and led them to the hunter, who was brought to justice.
And since that day, the halla have guided the People, and have never led us astray, for they listen to the voice of Ghilan’nain.
— From “The Tale of Ghilan’nain,” as told by Gisharel, keeper of the Ralaferin clan of the Dalish elves.