@Microinteracti1@lannywarwick2 High marginal rates like that are pretty harmful... And unnecessary: it's average rates that pay the bills. Just removing tax loopholes so billionaires actually pay the stated rate would be enough without the downsides
@keithdorejel@Tyler_A_Harper People are individually responding to the same financial and enrollment pressures. Many land on a similar response. When others see that this strategy seems to be working they adopt it to because they too want to keep enough students to keep having resources. Not complicated
@bankertobuilder@the_transit_guy It's easier to take the subway then drive in Manhattan and large parts of Brooklyn. Most people don't have cars anyway
USA. Summer. It is 95 degrees outside, and I am shivering inside a sandwich shop.
I have discovered how Americans forge strong souls.
Outside, the sun is trying to kill everyone. Inside this small restaurant, it is winter. My breath does not fog, but it is thinking about it. A man near me is eating a cold sandwich while wearing a jacket. In summer. Indoors.
In Japan we would simply turn it down. Americans do not turn it down. And now I understand them better than they understand themselves.
This cold is not an accident. This cold is a gift.
The owner has built, inside his shop, a second season. He invites you in from the brutal heat and hands you the one thing the sun has denied you all day: a reason to be cold. To endure it is to be tempered. You walk in soft and sweating. You walk out sharp and clear, a slightly stronger person than you were.
So I did not complain. I removed my outer layer and offered it to the woman at the next table, who was hugging herself. She said, "Oh, no, I'm fine, thank you." She was not fine. Her lips were blue. But she, too, understood the training. She would not break first. I respected her deeply.
The owner asked if everything was okay.
"It is perfect," I said, through my teeth, which were chattering. "Thank you for the winter."
He said, "...I can turn the AC down if you want?"
I told him no. A man does not ask the mountain to be shorter.
I stayed two hours. I ordered a hot coffee to survive. Then a second one, to hold. By the end I could no longer feel my hands, but my spirit had never been clearer.
So now, on the hottest days, I seek out the coldest rooms. I sit. I shiver. I sharpen.
And when I finally step back out into the summer heat, and it wraps around me like a warm bath, I feel it.
Reborn.
A man who has survived the winter, in August, indoors, for the price of a sandwich.
@EsotericCD@NateSilver538 It's just bizarre. Other mostly vote by mail states that allow some late arriving ballots are so much faster. Like what are they even doing and why can't they simply copy whatever the others are doing
@CartoonsHateHer@EmmaVitz They didn't have access to many kinds of food so if they were like I'll only eat these two things that I'm really familiar with... Well that's all that was on offer anyway