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Gentrified food snacks
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Neoliberalism kills working class arts because when your rent eats up 80% of your income and you have to put more hours (or jobs) in to make ends meet, you just don’t have the time or money to be creative. The property laws that have more or less killed off the squat scene play a big part too.
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i love when boomers complain about shit like this because as a fast food worker i would literally rather walk out into the lobby and shoot myself in the head than suggest more than one menu item to a customer
Yeah former 8 year Starbucks employ here. This never happens. I’ve have had what amounts to a flip on this happen more often. Something like
“Welcome in what can I get you”
“I want a plain black coffee”
“All rights wha-“
“No sugar or cream or flavor or anything else.”
“Okay, got it, wha-“
“I don’t want no caramachmocha flippy-do’s or frappachina-what-it’s. Just. A plain ol regular black coffee”
“That’s great sir, now please wha”
“Just a old fashioned stright up coff-“
“SIR WHAT SIZE DO YOU WANT YOU STUPID FUCKING COFFEE”
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[Text description: Two infographics side by side.
Left infographic is titled: Elders Are Not Our Enemy
(Image of an elderly Black woman to the left of the text)
- Has worked at the same store for decades and never been promoted
- Knows more than the boss but will never be paid what her labor is worth
- Works multiple low wage jobs to support children and grandchildren
(Image of an elderly white man with a cane to the right of the text)
- Has been protesting since the Vietnam War
- Goes to city meetings to advocate against fascist local policy
- Cannot believe we’re still dealing with this shit
(Image of an elderly brown woman to the left of the text)
- Lives on a fixed income
- New company bought her retirement community and wants to raise rent
- Afraid she will end up homeless or have her heat shut off and die
Working Class Solidarity With All Generations!
Right infographic is titled: WE ARE STRONGER TOGETHER!
(Image of four people’s heads - young blonde white woman, elderly brown man, young white man, elderly Black woman)
Generational Politics Cannot Replace Class Analysis
(Image of four people’s heads - elderly Black man, young white man, elderly white woman, young Black woman)
NO WAR BUT CLASS WAR!
End text description.]
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WORKING CLASS SOLIDARITY
swiggity-swegan
My dad told me recently that the most important public health workers are garbage collectors and janitors. So much of our health relies on a clean environment. These people do some of the most important work in society. If we learned in dirty public environments full of garbage, we’d all be sick. I cannot thank these people enough for the valuable work that they do.
Shout out to all garbage collectors, janitors and housekeepers!
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Hello, I’m a lazy Millennial.
In other words, I’m from a generation that has worked more hours for less money than any generation before me, but occasionally I eat a granola bar for breakfast instead of pouring myself a bowl of cereal. According to some, including many writers of online thinkpieces, that’s enough to make me “lazy.”
But the problem isn’t me, or young people in general, or any group that’s historically been decried for its idleness. Like Millennials, groups that are called “lazy” are often the hardest-working people around. They’re just subject to ableism, racism, classism, and other bigotry that codes exploitation or exhaustion as “unwillingness to work.”
I myself have had a very confusing relationship with “laziness” from a young age, often being called “lazy” for enjoying reading and video games by the same parents who praised me for always getting my homework done on time.
Needless to say, I became rather confused about the quality of my work ethic. Was I lazy or not? In my teens, I developed an anxiety disorder and a perfectionism that made academic shirking impossible, but the constant state of worry disrupted my sleep and left me so exhausted that I would often come home from school and go straight to bed for a nap. Sometimes, all I could do was lay in bed, awake, ruminating on everything I could possibly worry about.
But because I was in bed, this was called “laziness.”
I worked so little at that office job, I couldn’t believe it. I could spend multiple hours each day scrolling through Tumblr or playing on social media. My “work” time involved reading articles vaguely related to my work — mostly because there wasn’t much work for me to do. Compared to being on my feet all day, being expected to work every moment on the clock, it was nothing.
I worked three times as hard at my food and customer service jobs as I did at any of my digital marketing positions. And yet contemptuous thinkpiecers keep on describing people who work in those industries as “lazy.” Why don’t you get a REAL job? Like reading Tumblr while sitting at a desk, instead of busting your ass at McDonald’s.
According to Dr. Alison Munoff, a licensed clinical psychologist, “laziness” is nothing more than a value judgement.
“‘Laziness’ is not a personality trait, it is simply a matter of a lack of proper motivation and reinforcement, as it is a behavioral pattern rather than a part of who we are,” says Dr. Munoff. “The ability to actively approach a task in a time-effective manner changes depending on the task and its value in our lives. For example, in a situation of obtaining limited resources, people find themselves quite motivated and resourceful, meaning that this task is simply a priority based on its value and necessity, and has little to do with someone’s personality. Unfortunately I find that when asked about the first time people were told they were being ‘lazy,’ it was from a parent or caregiver who was unsuccessfully attempting to motivate the child without a good understanding of the way this idea would be carried forward.”
In nature, animals spend a lot of their time being idle. Most of the footage shot of big cats like lions are of them lazing around. Part of this is because many of them are nocturnal, but it’s also because animals will hunt, forage, and eat until they’re full, and then most of the rest of their time is spent conserving energy. Laying around doing pretty much nothing is completely natural. It’s adaptive. Yet laziness has this negative connotation in many human societies. And that negative connotation is often deployed in ableist, racist, and classist ways.
Today, we can all enjoy reasonably priced produce thanks to the many exploited Latin undocumented immigrant workers picking our fruit and vegetables — labor that is so intensive that we “non-lazy” white people simply can’t handle it. And let’s not forget that all of this land was stolen from the Indigenous tribes that were here before we floated over and laid claim to it all. Isn’t stealing other people’s hard work supposed to be lazy?
Or is it just that it’s easier to call people lazy than admit that you exploited them?
Even if you’re not racist, you’ve probably used the idea of laziness in a way that hurts a lot of people. I still struggle with an anxiety disorder and go through bouts of depression, and a lot of what’s involved in these mental illnesses looks like what people call “laziness.” Depression saps your energy and makes everything seem pointless. Anxiety is paralyzing, making even some of the simplest tasks (like calling people on the phone) seem daunting, so I avoid them.
Combine the two and you’ve got me huddled into a ball on the bed, unable to do anything but listen to Netflix playing in the background. It looks like laziness, but I’m actually engaged in an exhausting war in my own head. Anxiety is like pushing a giant boulder in front of you wherever you go, and depression is like dragging a giant boulder attached to your legs by chains.
People with physical illness and disability are also prone to being accused of laziness, especially if that illness or disability is not visible to others. There are people who are nearly constantly in pain or constantly fatigued, but you would never know by looking at them. These individuals work much harder than able-bodied and “healthy” people. Not only do they often have to work to survive because disability payments (if they can get them) are not nearly enough, they have to navigate a world that caters to able-bodied people, and they have to navigate that world while their bodies work against them. But article after article decries the “laziness” of people who use motorized carts or take elevators up one floor instead of using the stairs, not for a second thinking that there are people who wouldn’t be able to shop or go up floors at all without these “conveniences.”
It’s easier to think of someone as “lazy” than to face the fact that school costs too much, that better jobs are inaccessible, that childcare is unaffordable, that people are forced to work so hard for so little that there’s no way they could have enough energy to attempt schooling or finding better work, and that what we give to people who can’t work is insufficient to the point of being shameful. I could say that calling people lazy is, in itself, lazy, but it’s not just an intellectual shortcut. It’s a defense mechanism.
Everyone has a finite amount of energy. Some of us have greater drains on our pool of energy than others, whether it comes from the stress of racial microaggressions, the stress of poverty, or mental or physical illness. Needing more time to recover isn’t laziness. Having less time or energy to make breakfast than the previous generation isn’t laziness. When you take a second to look into the reasons behind the behavior, you’ll never end up finding laziness. Because laziness isn’t real.
^^^ THIS
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slow-riot-deactivated20200720
Alternate headline: man makes life harder for minimum wage workers for the sake of boring art
virtualboy96
“”“builds”“” AKA throws some random shit on the floor
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I just so fucking hate this “people are SO STUPID for BUYING stuff!!!” mentality where everyone is stereotyped as these brainless consumers falling for some kind of trick.
Look, us average lower class consumers are not babies. We know our money goes to huge companies that are sometimes evil, we know they advertise to us all day so we will do that. When we go to McDonalds or the movies or Wal-Mart we’re trying to eat and enjoy life on a budget with very few other options. Sometimes we save up and treat loved ones to something like Disneyworld or Universal Studios because it exists and might be fun.
Not everybody has the disposable income, time and energy available to them to only ever give their money to indie art and organic local farmers and shit, it’s not an issue of ignorance and gullibility.
There are lots of things to criticize about capitalism but human beings trying to get by without a whole lot of choices are not the bad guys.
hersheywrites
I don’t have food stamps but I need to know how to eat well for $4/day. Thank you for this.
I love this cookbook!
anarchofoxxy
Tips and tricks on how to survive being working class.
I’ve seen this kind of thing before and a lot of them are full of random weird shit you’d never make…because of time constraints or like, it just sounds super gross.
But this one had a whole section that’s just “Things on Toast”. Another that was all about putting crap in your oatmeal to make it better. Those are fairly pedestrian and don’t take forever.
I haven’t looked through the whole thing yet but so far it’s actually pretty practical. Also if you’re broke like me and don’t know how to make Dal, you should get on that.
I also liked that there’s this at the beginning:
This book isn’t challenging you to live on so little; it’s a resource in case that’s your reality. In May 2014, there were 46 million Americans on food stamps. Untold millions more—in particular, retirees and students—live under similar constraints.
Been there. Done that. Advice on this art is always welcome.
The Moment This Dad Realizes His Daughter’s Eyes See Everything He Tries to Hide is Beautiful.
just watch it
:(
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the last one tho.
hellaittybitty
where was this post three days ago
That last one hit hard
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Charity is built upon the notion that bourgeois goodwill, alone, is enough to appease the working class.
If someone helps you back up after pushing you down on the ground, it does not reconcile the initial injury. Charity, in that sense, fails to address the institutional realities that lead to poverty in the first place.
If your goal is to abolish the exploitation of the working class, we must abolish capitalism, period.
Oscar Wilde couldn’t have said it better…
“We are often told that the poor are grateful for charity. Some of them are, no doubt, but the best amongst the poor are never grateful. They are ungrateful, discontented, disobedient, and rebellious. They are quite right to be so. Charity they feel to be a ridiculously inadequate mode of partial restitution, or a sentimental dole, usually accompanied by some impertinent attempt on the part of the sentimentalist to tyrannise over their private lives. Why should they be grateful for the crumbs that fall from the rich man’s table? They should be seated at the board, and are beginning to know it. As for being discontented, a man who would not be discontented with such surroundings and such a low mode of life would be a perfect brute. Disobedience, in the eyes of anyone who has read history, is man’s original virtue. It is through disobedience that progress has been made, through disobedience and through rebellion.”
fuck-your-harmful-opinions
Let’s not also talk about the fact that the upper class do so for their own benefits..
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deathgripsforcutie
i remember i worked at burger king a few years ago and somehow -probably from someone who worked there - $3000 got stolen out of the register. two managers on duty. you think corporate said no big deal and covered it, no both the managers had to split $1500 out of their paychecks. corporations dont give a fuck what happens at the store they just want their money. go steal some shitty makeup from walmart but just know you’re not taking the money from sam waltons 700 grandkids, you’re taking it from whoever was on duty when you walked out the door
edit: my bad i wrote this late at night, i meant bank deposit envelopes not the register. we werent allowed to keep more than a couple hundred in the register at a time, but every few days all the money would go from the safe to deposit envelopes to the bank and it got stolen sometime then. second, this post isnt meant to shame homeless/starving/low income people who need to steal food or necessities to get by, i think that’s a situation where it’s acceptable. this post was written in response to the shoplifting fandom who steal things, revel in it, and post pictures to tumblr
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zek-plus
95 hours per week
kanyemiddleast
A fucking queen
These are the people that conservatives and classists say don’t deserve to earn more than a minimum hourly wage.
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hersheywrites
I don’t have food stamps but I need to know how to eat well for $4/day. Thank you for this.
I love this cookbook!
anarchofoxxy
Tips and tricks on how to survive being working class.
hjsteele
These recipes look amazing @_@
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Let’s talk about just how “unskilled” my minimum wage labor is.
At IHOP, I had to memorize a vast menu of possible breakfast combinations. Did you know the system contains more than thirty different choices for how an egg should be prepared? Then choices of pancakes or French toast, what kind of toppings, was this a custom order or was it one of our seasonal specials? Oh, yeah, the seasonal specials. Every three months, we had a four hour staff meeting to discuss the new food items that would be added to the menu. Most of us came in and spent this four hour meeting in addition to the nearly twelve hour shift we would work later that night or had already been working early that morning.
Better memorize the seasonal specials, too, or else you’ll be screwing up people’s food left and right. And screwed up food means screwed up tips, especially when it comes to breakfast. On that note, guess how similar all the dishes looked. When you work primarily in a breakfast diner with infinite combinations of specials, pre-designed plates, and custom orders, it is very easy to mistake your table’s food for someone else’s when it comes out. You definitely don’t want to make that mistake, though, since IHOP has a system where you might run another server’s food out to their table. You have to be able to see what a dish is by sight and be able to distribute it to a table whose order you did not take. Some of my coworkers who had been doing this for years could take an order completely by memorizing it at the table. When you are often expected to serve up to eight people at one table, often several tables at a time, this is a truly incredible feat.
Oh, and dishes come out hot. At my IHOP, the dress code dictated a short sleeved collared white shirt. The lack of sleeves meant that I had to balance a number of very hot dishes on my bare arms, then walk to the table and distribute them without dropping anything. If you’ve never had to successfully balance ten hot plates on your arms at a time, I suggest you pop some in the microwave right now and give walking across your living room a shot. (Might not want to try unless you have carpet or money to spare for new plates, though.)
During football season, IHOP was the only restaurant open late in my town with enough space for large parties. On these Friday and Saturday nights I worked until 5 or 6 in the morning, having started my shift at 4 or 5 that afternoon. I took orders for parties of ten, fifteen, and twenty, often at the same time, with smaller tables as well. I was expected to split checks and understand how to divide incredibly complex orders, and then take payment without losing credit cards, mixing up checks, or any other disastrous thing that can happen when you are holding fifteen forms of payment in your hands at once.
Even when the actual serving had ended, there were a number of meticulous shopkeeping duties that had to be done at the end of each shift. Sometimes that meant I’d be filling 200 tiny cups with salad dressing at four in the morning, and others it meant I’d be taking meticulous inventory in my short sleeves in the freezer, restocking from storage where necessary. Everyone had to roll silverware every night, and when you’ve been on your feet for eleven hours, you can imagine how it feels to have to roll two hundred forks and two hundred knives into two hundred napkin and put the sticky tab on each one, after you wash off all the water spots and polish the utensils.
Did I mention there’s a lot of lifting in a minimum wage service job? I’m sure that’s true in other areas as well, but even now that I’m working as a soda jerk and not a server, there’s tons of lifting heavy objects. I have to lift large boxes of supplies from the stock room in order to make sure everything is, well, stocked. I lift gallons of frozen ice cream. I carry bus trays full of solid glass dishes and half-finished drinks to the kitchen (you think this job is unskilled? You try scraping all those plates without actually touching someone’s half-eaten pancakes. It’s impossible).
Not to mention handling to-go orders without tips, people who come in with coupons that slash their order to nothing and then tip according to the adjusted total despite you delivering the same level of service, the fact that the prices were already low because it’s IHOP so tips were meager. I could complain to you for days about experiences with bad and ignorant customers that took all my control, all my people management skills, all my thickness of skin to get through, and I didn’t get paid any extra for putting up with that shit.
Remember, I only get paid the equivalent of a meal at McDonald’s for every hour of my work. I deserve better. We all do.
mswyrr
many kinds of skills are ignored/erased in our society. however - even if a job isn’t very skilled - a person’s life is a finite resource. spending hours of it doing something should get them enough remuneration to survive on and enjoy, like, a full 8 hours of sleep and 8 hours of doing what they want.