I was @megrar but Twitter logged me out and wouldn’t send me the code for 2-step authentication and wouldn’t let me send any messages requesting help so now I’m just gonna shitpost over here
It's always "here's how the strike could inconvenience you" and never "here's how the rapacious profiteering of capitalists is drowning billions of people in misery"
I hope every rich mogul pitted against striking workers gets to watch helplessly as their lavish homes burn. From the board members to the CEOs' yes men. I don't give a rat's ass if there isn't a new movie, tv show, or fucking frappacino for the next ten years. Pay your people.
My kid's not doing college. We could never afford it. He says he wants to be an artist. I used to feel bad about that, but now. Fuck it. The rich won't be satisfied no matter what job you do. Maybe we'll make artisanal pitchforks.
Doing something special for #JuneteenthDay and sharing a thread (all 18 pages) of my favorite comic I made in the last couple of years about a little girl who meets a boy in a tulip field.
💫🌷'Everywhere' 🌷💫 (1/5)
Here's the only photo I have of us together: we both hated photos but I'm glad my mom took one anyway, even though I'm literally telling her not to, here.
If you responded to my tweets about my granddad and I didn't respond, I apologize. Those tweets started to do numbers and I peaced out. It's not that I dislike attention, but I don't trust attention, and I didn't particularly want to soak in attention off THAT.