In case you are sad here are some animals wearing sweaters.
Today my Econ professor gave us an assignment and it was reading a piece from the New Yorker about end of life decisions (called “Letting Go”) - whether to extend your life as much as possible, whether to go on hospice, stuff like that. And then he had us put it in economic terms — Which struck me as callousness to the point of cruelty.
Do you think we cared about how to classify any producers of goods? Do you think we discussed the meaning if externalities when it was my father whose life and death we were discussing? Do you think that helped us make our choice? Do you think that fucking mattered?
How dare you try to make someone’s death a purely economic decision - how dare you try to separate people’s options into two markets? These are real fucking people we’re talking about. That’s my grandmother, my father, we’re talking about. How dare you reduce them to the most convenient economic terms just so you can have something new to talk about?
- Me: *calls u a nerd*
- Me: *is actually very deeply in love with u*
Took this love and I took it down.
Climbed a mountain and I turned around.
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills,
till the landslide brought me down.
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Something very nice happened today, actually
Introducing this beauty to the family. Thanks @shutupsmalls for the early bday present 👌
I’m the best
a real job? you mean, like, an internship at the white house?
okay, well what about the national democratic party?
what about interning at the united nations?
wow damn it’s almost like our economy functions on stealing labour from hardworking young people, regardless of whether their jobs are “real” or not
It’s so weird that pretending whatever’s wrong with my foot isn’t happening & continuing to limp on it isn’t making the problem go away
Zuhair Murad Resort 2015