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alithea:

canisfamiliaris:

Is Junk Food Really Cheaper?

The answer is NO.

The “fact” that junk food is cheaper than real food has become a reflexive part of how we explain why so many Americans are overweight, particularly those with lower incomes. I frequently read confident statements like, “when a bag of chips is cheaper than a head of broccoli …” or “it’s more affordable to feed a family of four at McDonald’s than to cook a healthy meal for them at home.”

(via sunfoundation)

this bullshit fills me with a very specific kind of rage. so, TIME TO DEBUNK!

  1. that meal from mcdonalds takes virtually no time to acquire AND is available almost anywhere.
  2. the second meal? that “salad” is lettuce … with nothing else, not even dressing unless its just olive oil or some milk i guess? gross.
  3. also thats the price of each serving, not an entire loaf of bread, a bottle of olive oil, etc. that stuff adds up which means you have to have a lot of money at one time to buy it all.
  4. that meal probably took an hour and a half to make, which is a long fucking time when you work multiple jobs or are caring for a lot of people or dont have help! seriously, if you are a single parent of three who works, is spending an hour and a half every night preparing a meal a likely option?
  5. same with beans and rice! also, you know whats a fucking bummer? eating beans and rice every night because you are poor. ask any person who has done it and they will tell you (you can start with me).
  6. there is a “nutrition” argument here that lacks a follow up: poor people are more likely to be doing physical labor and need more than 571 calories per meal.
  7. you know who is less likely to know how to bake or prepare a chicken? people without access to the internet, or libraries, or who werent taught how to by their parents because their parents worked all the time. access to healthy foods is a classist issue and classism is cyclical, you fucking morons.
  8. seriously, these sorts of infographics make me want to fucking flip tables. do you know why people don’t eat more fresh fruits and vegetables? because fresh fruits and vegetables are expensive, because they take a long time to prepare, because they dont live near a grocery store that has a decent produce section, because they dont have reliable transportation to get groceries to and from the grocery store, because they dont have the energy to plan all of the shit that is involved in making healthy, intentional, filling, balanced meals. basically: poor people get fucked, and then we get BLAMED for being lazy.
  9. eating “healthy”, aka access to fresh fruits and vegetables, is a privilege, first, foremost, always. so fuck you new york times and your ignorant goddamn infographic.
  10. there are SYSTEMATIC REASONS that we do not have equal access to fresh fruits and vegetables. they are very REAL problems. besides, you know, systematic poverty in america, the total mis-distribution of farm subsidies is a perfect place to start. read about that, then either get bent or start working on the actual problem.

foxmouth:

Nighttime Landscapes, 2014 | by Jonathan Moyal

jaaayjvs:

Tibetan Monks living in exile in India flew to Ferguson to show support for Mike Brown and community.

Rare pictures of the HP cast

[fandom sobbing in the background]

a preview of a documentary on nana’s daily life

sikoot:

"They say that if God loves you, He will let you live a long life, but I wish that He loved me a little less. I wish that I didn’t live long enough to see my country in ruins."
-Ahmad, a 102 year old Syrian refugee.

photo: UNHCR, A. McConnell

"Seamus, I fucked up."

samsvirtuallife:

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They decided that Wes should go in to buy the supplies from the convenience store attached to the gas station. So he walked quickly from the car, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. But he jumped at the sound of the bell above the door as he pulled it open. And when he entered, he flinched at the harshness of the bright, fluorescent lights, such a contrast from the darkness outside. “Keep it together,” he whispered to himself as he grabbed a basket near the door and headed into the aisles. 

He didn’t know how he had ended up here. He really didn’t. People always say that, but this was sincerely so far from anything that he has expected when he decided to come to Philadelphia. He strolled the aisles, picking up different snacks and putting them back down, checking prices and nutritional facts without looking at them. And while he pretended to care about the calorie count on a snack-sized bag of Cool Ranch Doritos, he was thinking about how he had ended up in this precise convenience store in Philadelphia, buying lighter fluid to burn the body of his professor’s husband. He thought his secondary school was crazy? It was nothing compared to law school. 

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