Unionized UPS Teamsters – 260,000 of them – are set to strike in the
biggest American strike since UPS’s unionized drivers walked out in
1997.
Superficially, the issue is about the company moving to seven-day
delivery, but the issue that’s forcing the strike is the sizable cohort
of union members who are unwilling to accept a two-tier workplace where
established workers get the full protection of the union and younger
hires are given a worse deal. This has been a traditional way that
employers have split, weakened and ultimately killed their workers’
unions – by buying off the long-established employees with better deals
that make the workers who’ll replace them feel that unions have nothing
to offer them, which establishes divisions that can be exploited later
to lay off those higher-paid workers, leaving only the lowest-paid
employees and no union they can use to press for better pay.
It seems like some of UPS’s Teamsters have figured out that solidarity pays.
Yo, if they do strike, don’t listen to the media bitching about those workers being uppity or what the fuck ever. Transit and shipping is a increasingly huge industry in the US, and the Teamsters should be cheered on and congratulated for demanding solidarity and support for junior workers–formal union members or not.
If you’re waiting longer on Amazon packages or whatever, of course, that doesn’t mean you can’t complain–but frame your complaints to aim at UPS management for failing to treat its workers well and negotiate, not at the workers themselves. In this Second Gilded Age, that’s the only way we’re ever going to see any kind of improvement from the exploitation of the nation by the uber-wealthy–and UPS certainly qualifies.
everyone in fantasy novels is horny on main for elves and it’s honestly a travesty like why the hell would you want to marry an elf you’ll just spend the rest of your days growing old in the woods with a bunch of immortal bastards whose heads are so far up their asses they think singing week-long ballads is prime entertainment and say shit like “thou” and “beseech” unironically y’all should be hooking up with dwarves who 1. actually know how to throw the fuck down and let loose at a party 2. will literally shower you in diamond dust and gold they mined and crafted with their bare hands and 3. can sling you over their shoulder like a sack of potatoes with their huge muscular arms developed from hours of said mining and crafting. there’s literally no contest.
OH SHIT DO YOU LIKE SWEET PARTIES? GOOD BEER AND WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED? BITCHING DANCES? COZY FUCKING HOUSES? EATING STARCH CONSTANTLY AND EVERYONE BEING LIKE SWEETHEART YOU LOOK STARVED HERE’S ANOTHER ROLL AND A POTATO AND A STEW AND AN ALE AND A CAKE.
I was playing pokemon go the other day with friends and I managed to hop into a kyogre raid last minute and it started to rain really, really heavily. we joke and say “kyogre’s drizzle made it rain!” and laugh about it and proceed to take it down pretty easily. so i’m trying to catch this bigass blue whale with a waterlogged phone screen, huddled under a tiny umbrella with the two friends that were watching me do this, and I manage to actually curveball and catch kyogre. the ball clicked with its little star animation and all at once – the rain just abruptly stopped
the heavy as hell, soaking us to the very bone drenching the socks in our shoes rain lasted the duration of the raid until the exact second that ball clicked
it was the most surreal moment of my life. i think i may have just completed pokemon sapphire irl.
bears have absolutely no right to be as cute as they are. i want to hug them and pet them. big fluffy dogs, supersized
this thing is one of the most dangerous predators in north america, is bulletproof, and could kill me in milliseconds without breaking a sweat and just. look at his big ole paws and his big ole nose. his wittle ears. i wuv him
Imagine your Smol and Tol otp where Tol is doing push-ups and Smol is lying under them so they are more motivated to stay up on their arms and keep going and sometimes when they push down they get a peck on the lips (and then Tol gets tired and collapses heavily on top of Smol, smushing them while they flail)
Exodus from the blue hellsite 