I always bring up the case of two doctors. I worked for them both in the same practice, same location, same patient base.
The male doctor had 30 years of experience. The female doctor had 30 years of experience.
A man and a woman doing the exact same work in the exact same place with the exact same qualifications. And yet, there was definitely a gender wage gap.
The male doctor worked 10-7:30 six days a week. The female doctor worked 10(ish)-4(ish) four days a week.
The male doctor charged $60 for a basic exam, $95 for an all-the-frills exam. The female doctor decided that those prices were way below her pay grade, so her first day in she changed the signage to $120 for all exams. About a week later she updated it to $140, and for the patients who "expected more" for that price, she charged $185 for pretty much the exact same treatment. She was very flexible on pricing though -- the most I ever saw was $260 for a patient she wrung dry with every extra charge she could think of.
The male doctor would see emergency walk-ins for free, sometimes sending scheduled patients to another practice that took our (rare) overflow with his abject apologies if the triaged visit took too long. The second doctor hated wasting time on complicated procedures with no margin, so she'd do a cursory 5-minute exam to see if they were "easy" or "annoying", refer them out to a specialist if the latter, but still charge them full price for the visit.
The male doctor scheduled a half hour for lunch, every day at 2:30-3:00. Patient visits took precedence, though, so frequently we'd just skip lunch if a complicated case came up. The female doctor took her lunches whenever she wanted, which meant I had to explain to patients on the schedule for this time slot that the doctor was out and would be back "soon." Which would regularly be as much as three hours, if she decided to have a dine-in experience and swing back home to check on her grandkids before returning.
(Her first week there, I blew up her phone panicking because I assumed she was in an accident or something, since she arrived at 10, left at 10:30 for lunch, and went completely incommunicado until 3:50, when she called to tell me to shut down the office "early" because she decided it would be a waste of time to drive all the way back over. At this point, I had five people sitting in the waiting room who refused to leave until they got a refund, and had sent the rest out already, some with their refunds, but... the cash drawer only had $300 in it. It was empty before noon. Naturally after that crisis, she did the responsible thing and made sure that the cash drawer only ever had $100 in it at any time, and locked it before she left if she "expected" to be out of the office for at least an hour.)
The male doctor never worked Sundays (among other things, it was his day to catch up on paperwork), but for certain patients he would do video calls or house visits on his day off. The female doctor kept the office open on her days off and expected me to man the office (and oof on my first paycheck, when I had to explain to her that if I was working seven days a week, she couldn't decide not to pay me for the days I "did nothing"... she got snippy and complained that I lived closer by, it wasn't like it was a hardship for me to come in like it was for her), just in case I could get enough walk-ins to book that she'd "drop everything" and consider coming in.
Of course, if I followed her "procedure" and scheduled people for later that day, but not enough to merit her attention, I'd just have to explain to those people when they returned that I lied, the doctor wasn't available today, sorry, would you like to try again tomorrow and see if you have better luck?
(I started setting their payment-in-advances to the side instead of dropping them in the cash drawer, since... locked. Couldn't refund them if I did. Which, of course, pissed her off when she found out, because what's the point of a lockbox I can't open if I don't put their money in it where I can't hand it back later when she doesn't show up? To quote the cunt, "That's literally robbing me. If you do it again I'm calling the cops.")
On the subject of robbery, she charged $5-$10 each for trials of products that we got completely for free.
For some reason, even though they were the exact same demographic of patients (and many were returners who'd been coming here every odd year for decades), she was barely clearing $600 a day. Most walked in for their appointment, saw the price signage, and walked right back out. Some flat-out refused to pay for a cursory glance that came with a bill. Refunds and payoffs galore, especially if the angry patient threatened to sue.
The male doctor, even during the off-season, considered it a slow and easy day, nice to relax every now and again, if he made less than four digits. Those were the days when I'd get to start closing up around 6 and leave early (with pay) because the doc could handle the front end between patients, no sweat.
Obviously, this was because of deep-seated patriarchal views on women in professional / medical fields, instead of the kitchen where they belonged.
The proof is when I finally quit after about three months of working for the bitch (I'd have left earlier, but I was loyal to the first doctor and I promised when he left that I'd ensure a smooth transition, ease patients into the change by being a familiar face, and train my replacement to my own high standards), and she complained that this is why men shouldn't be allowed to be receptionists, nobody likes them and you just can't trust them, backbiters and backstabbers the whole lot.
(Had to get a sheriff to escort me back into the building so I could clear out my stuff, because she changed the locks and kept calling the cops on me for 'hostility' like knocking on the employee entrance asking to come in and gather my stuff, leaving her voicemails asking when would be a good time to pick up my supplies and equipment, giving my trainee a list and asking her to gather up my stuff for me, and other blatant and misogynistic violent threats of that nature.)
Clearly, sexism, discrimination, and the glass ceiling / gender pay gap.
Sure, sample size of two. But I always understood with the male doctor how exactly he got into a position of trust and responsibility. He acted every bit of his decades of experience, with professionalism, upstanding demeanor, and compassion.
Meanwhile, I spent every day wondering who the fuck gave that unlovable whore any fucking job (much less a heavily regulated one), and how many dicks she had to suck before they begged her off with a medical degree to get her to stop?
(But that's only because I hate women.)
Gerald Ford fell DOWN stairs in bad conditions.
Only Joe Biden could fall UP stairs in lovely conditions.
And watching the video, he was going down the stairs just fine until he was three steps from the bottom, where a waiting serviceman prodded at him with a spare umbrella and he instinctively pivoted (on wet steps) to avoid it. In terms of reaction speed and reflexes, it's impressive that he immediately let go of his wife as soon as he realized he was falling, to avoid dragging her down with him.
or gender (all sixty-three of them, with ample opportunity for endless overlap leading to trillions more, such as being an aliagendered feminine-of-center andropresenting transaporal dysmorphilic femmebutch demiboi nonconforming variant-questioning polyfluid intergray maverique neutrois pantrigendered two-spirit novibinary) anywhere on the planet, or theoretically possible in any form even those as of yet not discovered or invented, hasn't had it.
FTFY
I caught the HIV from breathing the same air as a gay person, but thankfully I had the deviant super-straight genome and it didn't persist. But, just think about the merely straight people out there who don't have my immunity.
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"It's just horrible what they're doing to women and children at the border."
"Yeah, I agree, separating victims from their rapists and abusers just because they happen to be Mexican is wrong."
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Ayup. Her and her three chubby, soon to be obese daughters.
At one point during the interview she's rolling around a laundry cart packed with boxes, opens one of those cardboard boxes to reveal it is packed with bags and cans of staples (rice, beans, etc.) she got for free, and then she sighs and says "We'll have to stretch this for seven days."
"[...] the presence of the camera completed the last requirement, and acted as a catalyst in this terrible reaction. The strong message that was being sent was only meaningful if it were carried by the media. It was not more about the warning than about causing one person pain. The question that haunts me is 'would those people have been necklaced, if there was no media coverage?'"
So you're saying that you took a ziploc baggie, totally not full of fentanyl, and stomped it into a patch of mud measuring less than 2' squared, which just so happened by sheer coincidence to be loaded with superlethal levels of fentanyl naturally from other pollutant sources, but only contaminated in a precise radius that ends abruptly at the end of the 2' squared patch of mud you stomped it in?
Yessir.
Okay, nothing we can do. Next case on the docket.
Hm...
You say you shot at a person, but your gun was empty, and just by sheer coincidence a bullet that was already lodged in their chest was hit by a passing quark and suddenly accelerated to lethal velocities, in exactly the same trajectory and with comparable speed as though a bullet had left your gun?
Fair enough.
Shit. These theoretical alternative possibilities for what our lying eyes can see are absolutely killing our conviction rate.
Speaking of him, I wonder if the reason why they were so eager to get Trump out at any cost is because of a certain day coming up on January 1st, 2024.
That's the day the bullshit Sonny Bono Copyright Extension act stops applying to a certain mouse.
Does it all boil down to the fact that Trump would have immediately and gleefully vetoed any attempts at further unconstitutional copyright extensions and went "HaHA~! Well gee fellas, guess Mickey Mouse is now public domain. Anyone can use him, mouserfuckers!", and thereby dealt a SEVERE crippling blow to one of the most powerful and corrupt monopolies in the world?
Wait until you go a step further.
They're both obsessed with wild animals (especially capturing them) and the more dangerous the better. The name Elmyra is a feminized version of Elmer. Duff is just Fudd backwards. Elmyra and Elmer look exactly the same, except that Elmer is bald -- and on multiple occasions, we've seen Elmyra's hair fly off, exactly like a wig. And we've never seen the two of them together in a room.
Elmyra Duff is Elmer Fudd in drag pretending to be a child to get into relationships with animals, and therefore cancelling Tiny Toons is literally transpedofurryphobia.
That's like... ALL THE CHECKMARKS, BIGOT.
Try an experiment.
Say something blatantly, observably, obviously true to people and ask them to spread the word. "The sun was yellowish orange today. Pass it on."
Now say something blatantly, observably, obviously false to people and ask them to spread the word. "Obama's first laddy doesn't have a penis. Pass it on."
Now check back in a week later.
For the truth, you'll find that many people were able to spread the message easily, without further direction needed, and that even lay people who don't really follow meteorology, they're more of a cosmotarian and don't take sides, can confirm that they remember the sun being yellowish orange last Monday. They may niggle over precise hues, but they overall agree with the truth without further prompting or reminding needed.
For the lie, you'll need to constantly keep people on track, lest they start adding their own spin to lies. "Not only did Michael not have a giant penis, but he has two beautiful children sprung from his own vagina." "Mr/s. Obama doesn't have a penis, how could someone with a penis be involved in wise, compassionate school lunch decisions?" "Big Mike is so non-penised, I heard Barack has to get pegged by other gay men instead."
That's if they even remember the lie at all. Perhaps they got sidetracked by another lie, plum forgot the lie, or mistook their marching orders and went around - le gasp - telling the truth on accident. It does happen on occasion.
So if you're dead set on the truth getting out, you just tell it once to a crowd and wait.
If you've got a lie that needs pushing, you have to have workshops, meetings, training seminars, an HR department that clarifies that denying Mikey's cocksureness isn't transphobic, but, uhm, trans tolerance, yeah, go with that, pay someone to spread the word.
And now you know why their side needs to burn through millions of dollars just to get the "Yeah, kneeling on someone's neck causes them to die instantly, and only have it discovered hours later when their heart stops from an unexplainable spontaneous drug overdose. Just one of those weird physiological and psychosomatic responses the body has to police brutality. The black male produces fentanyl as a stress reaction to cops. Trust the science, bigot."
If only there were an expiration or void clause in the Constitution.
"Seriously, what the everloving fuck? Literally one of the only jobs explicitly outlined for the president is to give a state of the union address to Congress. This'd be like if a person became a tenured professor and then announced that they didn't even know how to read.
Therefore, if any corrupt pig, senile coot, or cocksucker manages to seize the reins of the country and STILL not do this most basic, fundamental, and borderline menial of tasks before March of the first year they ascend to the office, he or she forfeits the presidency immediately and it reverts to the previous office holder for the next four years. This does not count as part of the predecessor's 2 term limit and said presidential authority reverts to him even if he has held office for more than 2 terms.
If his former VP was a sellout, cuck, or Judas, he may pick at his leisure any American over the age of 35 to assume that office when he returns in glory to the presidency.
Traditionally, when exercising this privilege, it is expected that the returning champion declare his intent by dropping his pants before Congress and crowing 'Suck on deez, you feckless cunts!' However, actual suckling is not expected nor recommended, due to the proclivity of Democrats to have an excess of venereal diseases.
This constitutional amendment shall be known forthright as the 'Trump is still your president, #MAGA 2020' act."
*Sorry, MAGA-heads, but Biden did win. Thatโs how elections work. You win or you lose, and Trump lost. Just because he canโt get over it, that doesnโt mean youโre obligated to spare his feelings.
(Footnote at the end of their Biden With Nukes Scares Us article.)
So fuck pjmedia, too.
Since it's digital, it comes with a whole slew of additional crimes.
For example, the video of him masturbating in front of children is defacto child pornography, per federal law: "any visual depiction of sexually explicit conduct [say for example, masturbating] involving a minor [such as the witnesses in the call]", and possessing or distributing it (as he did to several other children, due to the nature of Zoom) is another felony charge apiece.
So not only is he guilty of multiple counts of manufacturing child pornography, as well as multiple counts of possession, he's also guilty of an exponential number of cases (the number of students, squared, since each of them received pornography not just of themselves but each other student) of distributing child pornography to the individual victims of said pornography.
And that's on top of the existing "corrupting the youth", "sexual conduct with minors", and other tangible crimes he's guilty of.
Let the teacher's union make their stand by keeping him on payroll. Union rules are not federal laws, so by all means, he can keep broadcasting his curriculum right up to the executioner's needle. That'd be a last lesson the young students will take to heart, I feel.
Talk is free.
At most, they get silenced briefly if they roleplay too hard, and then only until they come back to do an apology tour.
Action is a sacrifice. It costs at minimum time and effort, and frequently has lasting repercussions.
Politics is a bystander who nods solemnly and says "So brave, I fully agree with what that man over there just did to save a random stranger from a fire. I proudly endorse heroic acts."
Look to what people put on the line, what they'll sacrifice, what actions they'll take, to find out what their real values are.
For 99.9% of politicians, that's "nothing." But they'll give you all the pleasant words you wish, as many as you can stomach.
For the rare counter-example, there was a politician recently who gave up his multi-billion dollar career, damaged his reputation by taking an "extreme" pro-American viewpoint, and permanently chilled most of his relationships with the same flock who used to bleat their adulation at him. Curiously enough, all the other politicians hated him and betrayed or sabotaged him at the first opportunity.
Get your timelines straight.
Prohibition started, at the latest, a full six months before the women's vote was enshrined into law.
You know, because during the period of time that women had no political power whatsoever, they managed to get a mostly harmless pastime banned on a national scale by swinging the full weight of their political power.