The premise of minimum wage, when it was introduced, was that a single wage earner should be able to own a home and support a family. That was what it was based on; a full time job, any job, should be able to accomplish this.
The fact people scoff at this idea if presented nowadays, as though the people that ring up your groceries or hand you your burgers don’t deserve the luxury of a home and a family, is disgusting.
Lord, please be with us as we attempt to finesse the answers to these tests as though we are Sway. (WE GOT THE ANSWERS). Lord, please jog our memories as though we are Usain Bolt, and give us Herculean strength to not break down and cry when we get the tests in front…
Millions of people have decided not to be sensitive. They have grown thick skins around themselves just to avoid being hurt by anybody. But it is at great cost. Nobody can hurt them, but nobody can make them happy either.
I love being Black. There's just this pride that comes with it, one that I can't quite describe. I love seeing my people achieve greatness, excellence, and succeed. We wear our color like armor, capable of warding off any and all negativity, malice, or bad vibes. We are resilient, we persevere, we adapt and overcome. We have been kidnapped, bought, sold, stripped of everything we owned; yet we're still here, we're still standing strong. We're not going anywhere, so get used to us.
“The years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready.”—Helen Mirren (via imnotchaste)