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[ennard-is-near]

Some Michael Afton headcanons and crack theories and whatnot

🚨 warning, If you know me irl (You know who you are, I see you) be aware that I’m not serious hahahahaha I would never be cringe hahaha 🚨

Okay, here we go:

Kid/Teenage hcs:

He’s super quiet after The Bite of ‘83. Like won’t talk to anyone or answer most questions outside of occasional one word answers. [I’ve talked about this before]

He was 13 during the Bite of ‘83.

Wasn’t really popular or a bully or anything before the Bite of ‘83. He was just like, a regular kid whose dad was well-known. It’s like if the mayor’s son was in your class or something. Yeah he’s kind of an asshole, but so is every middle school boy.

Ppl tend to avoid him after The Bite just because if you had the choice between talking to the guy who killed his brother or not doing that, you’d probably pick the latter. People felt bad for him or whatever but it’s not like they wanted to befriend him.

Cannot drive because he just never learned (William was NOT about to teach him). He walks most places.

I know this is semi-canon but he likes drawing stuff. He’s not very creative though, so he mostly draws what he sees around him. He ends of up drawing a lot of animatronics and TV show characters.

Mowed lawns and washed cars around the neighborhood for money when he was like 11-12. William was the type of dad who didn’t give pocket change and made his kids work for their own money. Michael wasn’t great at his neighborhood jobs though so people only hired him if they had money to give away and were willing to go through and fix the spots he missed.

The rest of these are Post-Scoop:

The FNaF 3 hallucinations are like a semi-regular issue for him. He occasionally just sees shit. Doesn’t have to be phantom animatronics, though. Can be more chill (by comparison lol) and like people he knew just standing there, weird shadows (especially in reflections) and sounds and voices. [I‘ve talked about this before too, sorry]

Really scared of the dark. Lights on in every room + flashlight on him at all times scared.

The power went out in his house a couple times when it snowed and (even though it didn’t get pitch black because of light from the windows) he did not like it.

He’s also the master of batteries, they’re scattered all over the house.

His power bill is so much. Like you’d drop dead if you saw it. TV and lights and air conditioning on 24/7 drive it up. His water bill is virtually nothing, though, so that’s good.

Doesn’t have issues with money because he has access to William’s bank account somehow.

Still lives in the house he grew up in. I just feel like he does.

Sort of has an issue with animals. They do not like him and will bark at and attack him whenever given the opportunity. He’s literally a dead body and animals tend to not like those. Birds will literally swoop down and attack him sometimes. He has fought two raccoons.

Absolutely a creature of the night. Only leaves the house past midnight and is back before sunrise. This is for a couple reasons, mostly just because there’s less happening at night. He carries a flashlight around when he goes out though bc he’s so scared.

Has like one guy who he’s on good terms with. It’s some random graveyard shift worker at the local corner store. He goes to the same store like every Tuesday or whatever and it’s always the same guy working there. They don’t even say that much to each other but they’re still buddies. When Michael works at the FNaF 1 location the employee is actually kinda sad because he doesn’t come in that week and he’s really confused as to where that guy could have gone or if he finally died or something. And then Michael comes in the next week and the routine continues and the employee will never know what happened that one week the weird guy didn’t come in.

Okay that’s it. <3

[spideyslag]

Despite earning his living through… legally and morally questionable means, Barnes is not actually a bad guy or a bad person. He’s just a normal guy with a job like anyone else.

That’s his explanation to himself when he finds the wallet.

Small, beat up thing, with a student ID in the front window which thank god has a New York State drivers license behind it, and a single bank card that looks like it’s seen war in one of the slots. There’s a library card which seems to belong to somewhere in queens, and an old photo.

Jesus fucking Christ.

He’s not a bad guy. He’s actually a good person. That’s what he says when he opens Facebook and types in Peter Parker and is oh so relived when he sees the first profile pop up looks just like the photo on the ID in his hand.

Hey there sorry did this is weird but I just found your wallet. Should I bring it to the address on ur license or is there somewhere better? He types out.

It takes not a minute for the kid to answer.

Because the damned kids these days

Oh my good you’re a lifesaver thank you so much. Is it weird if I ask where you found it? I don’t want you to go all the way to queens if you’re in Manhattan. If, by any chance you’re in the village right now I’m working at a coffee shop off WSP. If you’re in the area can you drop it with me there and I’ll give you a drink as a token of my appreciation? you’re a real lifesaver thank you so much I can’t say thank you enough.

Bucky is, in fact, not far. Found it in the 7/11 in union square. I’ll be right in

That makes sense I must have dropped it getting my pre class monster. You’re a Saint. Thank you so much again.

Bucky beat a man to death last night.

Unrelated.

Some college kid named Peter Parker called him a Saint.

Newly found sainthood. Saint James, patron saint of zip ties.

Bucky walks into the aforementioned coffee shop and sees him immediately. He’s remarkable to look at, maybe that’s half of why he was so invested in this little mitzvot of his. None of the other people working are half as worth watching as him.

He’s handsome. Young and healthy and handsome. But he’s also pretty. There’s no denying it.

He calls out “I’ll be with you in a minute!”, not looking up, as he manages to unjam an espresso machine and scribbles an order on a cup before handing it to someone else.

“H-“

He looks up and his breath hitches and stutters, cheeks dusting pink.

Then he’s fine again.

“Hi! what can I get you?”.

Bucky looks up and feels like the old fuck he is, not knowing half the vaguely Italian-esque words on the menu.

“… I can get like, a normal americano right?” He’s vaguely familiar with that one, curtesy of nat insisting ‘it’s just like, strong coffee’.

Peter laughs. “Of corse you can. Sorry, I know it’s dumb we don’t list our drip either. I would have a panic attack if I came in here as a customer. Is 2 shots okay?”

“Two shots is great. And if I could get a splash of cream”

“Of corse”.

“Thanks, peter.”

Confusion and regrettable anxiety etches Peter’s face as he pulls the wallet out of his coat pocket, and understanding and calm flashes in peters eyes.

“Oh! It’s you! Thank you so much oh my god. Bucky, right?”.

Bucky nods dumbly.

“Don’t thank me, it’s fine. Just doing the right thing”

“Can I get you something else? Do you want a cookie or something?”

“No it’s fine you’re already sweet enough with the coffee, sweetheart”

“Nope. You’re getting a s’mores cookie too. That’s that.”

Bucky chuckles as peter hands the scribbled on cup to another girl, stepping aside to keep talking as someone takes his spot taking orders.

“Thank you a million times really-“

“You’re welcome. Don’t worry about it”

“No you don’t understand, really”.

Peter opens the wallet, and bucky wants to chuckle because this kid doesn’t know him, sure, but he spends more than what this kid makes in a week in a day.

“I didn’t take-“

Words fall on his lips as he takes out a photo. an old one, lip wobbling.

He’s giving a valiant effort not to cry, not to show it, but it’s in vain.

“I was really really scared i lost this for good. You have no idea how much this means to me thank you.”

Peter looks in the wallet as he stores the photo back safely.

“Wait That’s not mine-“ he starts looking at the large bills in it.

“Sure it is”

“Sir-“

“Please god don’t call me that .you’re a college kid, right? God knows you need it and I have too much of it. Consider it your super lucky day”.

“I can’t-“

“Sure you can. Textbooks don’t buy themselves. Dont think too much about it. Really.”

When bucky gets his cup, he shouldn’t be surprised there’s a phone number on it.

[callsign-joyride]

Fluffy Fall Fantasy, 8 with Bradley and Jake?

It's Nice To Have A Friend | Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw & Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Summary: Bradley and Jake comfort you after you have a bad day at work.

Content warnings: Men being trash (not Bradley or Jake, though), hurt-comfort

Prompt: Breaking down mid hug because they just needed this so much

This was written for my Fluffy Fall Fantasy event. Feel free to send in requests!

You loved working on base. Admittedly, the job that you got wasn’t the best because of the lack of openings and your “barely-there” qualifications, but you still loved being there every day. Well, mostly every day. You held a secretary-like position with Cyclone and the other admirals, which meant that you were the one who was mainly in charge of scheduling things for them, and you rarely messed something up. Cyclone must’ve been having a particularly bad day as he nearly threw your office door open and looked at you with a scowl on his face.

“You double-booked me at three, and I’ve gotta pick my son up from football at six,” he said. You always tried to be extra nice to him on days like this.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize-,”

“Right. No surprise there since it seems like you’ve forgotten a lot of things recently. Consider this strike one.”

“What?”

“If it happens again, you know, the forgetting things, that’ll be your last warning.”

You stood there slightly dumbfounded as he continued to lecture you about “forgetting things”. In reality, he hadn’t emailed you his calendar and you had no idea what was going on half the time. This type of thing never happened with Warlock or Iceman, they were always on top of their game, but Cyclone was different. A part of you always wondered if it was because he knew that his marriage was failing, but the other part refused to question any of it. 

Tears were brimming your eyes as he left the room, and you sat at your desk trying to get his schedule figured out again. Hangman and Rooster walked by your office just as you were finishing getting the meetings rescheduled. You hardly realized that you were borderline sobbing until Rooster gently plucked you out of your chair and wrapped his arms around you. Hangman joined in on the hug, finally giving you a sense of comfort in the hard day.

“What happened?” Hangman asked. You asked Rooster to close the door before taking a sip of your water and wiping your tears with a tissue. 

“Cyclone pretty much threatened to have me fired for ‘forgetting things’. I double-booked him and that’s what started it all, but I wouldn’t have double-booked him in the first place if he sent me his personal calendar. God, I’m just so fucking pissed. He didn’t send me his calendar but it’s my fault that I had to schedule those meetings for him.”

“Amelia has a few classes with his son. Apparently, he’s in the middle of a messy divorce. He had an affair and she caught him through the bank statements,” Rooster said.

“Amelia… told you all of that?” Hangman asked.

“No. She told me that Cyclone and his wife are getting a divorce. Warlock told me and Mav the rest.”

You couldn’t help but let out a laugh at that. There was something so sweetly ironic about Warlock being the one to spill the truth behind Cyclone’s divorce. Rooster and Hangman were happy that the news seemed to cheer you up at least a little bit, but they stayed in your office for as long as they could without getting in trouble.

“Hey, you wanna come to karaoke at The Hard Deck tonight?” Rooster asked.

“Sure.”

After a few drinks, you and Phoenix hit the stage, singing Bad Blood (Taylor’s Version), and it was only Rooster and Hangman who knew that the rendition of the song was secretly about Cyclone.

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[bensonstablers]

I was tagged by @sothischickshe (thank you!!! 🥰) to answer 20 questions for writers:

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

205.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

609,094

3. What fandoms do you write for?

fandoms i've written for include:

Law & Order: SVU / L&O: Organized Crime

Good Girls

Gotham

Buffy the Vampire Slayer / Angel

Criminal Minds

Graceland

Stranger Things

The Walking Dead

Riverdale

Castlevania

Preacher

Four Brothers

Outer Banks

Gilmore Girls

while no longer available, in the past i've also written for:

Fast and Furious franchise

MCU / Marvel

Boondock Saints

Hocus Pocus

From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series

DC

(plus more i'm probably forgetting about)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Shared History (Good Girls/Brio)

Degree of Separation (Good Girls/Brio)

Milkshakes (Good Girls/Brio)

Deep Sense of Belonging (Good Girls/Brio)

Sacred Art of Kissing (Good Girls/Brio)

5. Do you respond to comments?

i read all of them for sure but i'm terrible sometimes at responding although i do try my best

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

ooft, okay. there's probably more than this but the following have major character death warnings that could very well be classed as angsty lmao:

i wrote this little ficlet: Gone (SVU, bensler/EO) in which a raid goes wrong and it's just pain from start to finish and then there's Until Long After She Takes Her Final Breath which is a Good Girls/brio fic in which their reunion at the beginning of season 3 goes very differently.

Why don't we go to Venus? is another Good Girls/brio fic in which the summary is: Rio killed her and that was supposed to be the end of it but Beth doesn’t seem to be done with him quite yet.

that one is probably my angstiest overall but the ending is probably the least angsty bit about it??? haha

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

honestly? i have no idea and i have no clue how to check 😭😂

8. Do you get hate on fics?

there was someone going around the SVU/OC fandom leaving weird hate comments on people's stuff (anonymously) and i got one but while it felt rude, it didn't feel like hate, but also it felt like it was supposed to be hateful, y'know? pretty sure i just deleted it though (i for sure ignored it) 😂

but generally, no. i'm lucky to say that i tend to avoid hate on social media and that includes fanfiction.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

i have done and the variety isn't huge but it's there? i guess?

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

i have done! beyond the obvious (where shows, etc share worlds), i did a boondock saints/the walking dead one (which was also co-written) because norman reedus stars in both 😂

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i'm aware of?

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

again, not that i'm aware of

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes! the aforemention boondock saints/the walking dead fic was co-written on ff.net and i co-wrote (with the same person), a fast and furious fic.

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

i lost myself a ton in writing olivia/elliot from svu/organized crime as well as beth/rio from good girls so they'd probably battle it out for top spot.

BUT

if i'm being brutally honest, my all time favourite ever to write were fast and furious ships 😂 especially the OGs (specifically vince and leon) with my OCs (although there were canon ships i loved to write too!). it was just so fun and freeing and i constantly think about it.

(i also loved when i wrote random marvel/mcu pairings, winterwitch was probably my number one for them and again, i think about it a lot)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i think it's unlikely i'll finish a lot but especially a degree of separation. i kind of hate it, i'm so sorry 😭😭😭

16. What are your writing strengths?

the thought of analysing my own writing right now sounds painful but two of the most common nice things people tell me is that: 1) they like how i write dialogue and 2) they like my writing style in general

(but of which i highly appreciate!)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i don't do it enough?

nah. true but seriously, there's a ton, however, i do tend to waffle on and write something in several sentences that could have been just one 😭

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I don't think i've ever done it? if i have it'll be dialogue or whatever that's already in the show/move/etc

19. First fandom you wrote for?

The Fast and the Furious 🥰

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

still on ao3: it has to be Why don't we go to Venus? but also Knock First which is a Beth/Rio/Original Male Character threesome fic that was SO MUCH fun

no longer posted: a fic for The Fast and the Furious. it was a Vince/OC story. it was so much fun to write and it was one of my most popular back when i was posting on ff.net and i miss this story all the time (even though it's probably awful 😂) and always think about re-writing and posting it again on ao3

Tagging: @conscience-killer @constant-sinner @astarkey @xstrawmari @blainesebastian if ya like! (sorry if you've been tagged before!)

[thaliaisalesbian]

i get myself twisted in threads

Chapters: 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30

Chapter 31: could it be easy this once?

“Jon, come on, it’ll be fun.”

“Working at the mall together?”

“Yeah! Nancy said she might if her internship at the paper falls through.” Why Steve is looking at those applications this early, Jonathan’s not sure. The internships are different; everyone knows the mall is going to be desperately hiring when it opens.

“I’ll think about it.” He’s working on getting an internship at the paper, too, though Steve might be right. Don’t malls sometimes have photo stations? He’ll have to look into it. Maybe he’ll find a record shop or something, that might work too.

He and Nancy were really looking forward to working together, though.

They’ve still got time, anyway.

“Are you doing anything for your classes over the summer?”

“No, I don’t think so. I don’t know that it would be a good idea, anyway. Probably better to work and get something saved up.”

For what? As far as Jonathan knows, Steve’s parents aren’t going to kick him out or stop paying on the utilities when he turns eighteen, though honestly it wouldn’t be too surprising if they did.

“My mom called. She talked my dad around, apparently. He’s still upset that I didn’t get into any colleges.”

“Talked him around from what?” Nancy doesn’t even bother knocking anymore; Mom had somehow gotten Steve’s house key and made copies at the same time she made copies of their house key. Jonathan is not going to ask questions.

“He wanted to send me to a military school, though I’m not sure how that would have worked for him after I turned eighteen. After that, the plan was for me to pay the property taxes and utilities.”

“What are you actually going to have to pay for to stay there?” Steve doesn’t even seem upset about this. He must have been expecting worse news.

“Just groceries and gas for my car, still. At least until I graduate high school. Mom’s convinced him to start up my allowance again because ‘at least I’m trying to graduate’. It’s a lower amount, though.”

“How much do you have saved already?”

“I’ve got cash hidden in three spots in my room.” Steve says. “They’re still on my back account, I can’t take them off until I’m eighteen, so if they wanted to shut it down they could. Probably about two grand, total. I don’t know how long it would last me if I needed it. I’d rather have the extra, just in case. If something happens and I have to leave, my dad will shut down my accounts and I’d have nothing.”

Jonathan hasn’t even looked at his bank account in at least a year. He cashes his checks in sometimes, but mostly Mom just takes his to the banks with hers and puts them all in at once.

Though she hasn’t really been doing that for the past year or so; he’ll have to ask why.

“What about the money from Owens?” Nancy paces for a minute. “Where’s that? Mike and I both have some; we can’t access the full amount until we’re twenty-one, but there’s a monthly allowance put into an account our parents don’t know about for us.” When neither of them say anything, she continues. “Jonathan, your mom would probably have yours, because she’s in the know, Steve, you should have at least some of yours.”

“No one ever said anything to me about that.” 

“Really? They talked to Mike and I when we signed the NDAs. I’m planning on using it for college.”

“I’ll have to check with Mom.” Jonathan says slowly. She has been really insistent lately that he doesn’t need to work, but she’s always done that. And there have been some repairs done on the house, but he’d figured some of that was paid for by Owens, after everything. “She hasn’t said anything to me, if that’s the case.”

But then he thinks about some of the art supplies Will has now; how Mom had brought him new film rolls for his camera; they have a new stove, even.

“You should. Steve, you might want to talk to Hopper.” Nancy’s got a plan going already, grabbing paper off of Steve’s desk and writing out the details.

If they have this money, then he can go to college without having to take out loans, probably. Especially if he gets a scholarship.

But then, if they have all of this money, why haven’t they moved? Gotten a bigger house, or added onto it or something?

Mom has to have a reason for that.

He wants to call her right away, but she’s at work, so it’ll have to wait. Jonathan doesn’t want to get her in trouble with her boss.

“What do you want for dinner?” Steve leans into him so that he can whisper and not interrupt Nancy’s muttered calculations and planning.

“How about that pasta bake you were telling me about the other day?”

“Yeah, I can do that. Chicken or ham? We’d have to throw the chicken on the grill, but the ham could just go right in.”

“Ham.” Sounds easier than chicken.

“Nance, you can plot your world domination in the kitchen, we’re making dinner.” Steve pulls her up smoothly, then does the same for Jonathan—only he sends them both to the floor instead.

“Really, Steve?” He kisses Steve’s cheek anyway.

“What, I’m not allowed to help you up now?”

“Not if we both end up on the floor. Did you hit your head?” When Owens and Irene had come by for a check-up last week, they’d told them about the concussion and bruising.

Now, they just have to convince Steve to go in for a bunch of scans to make sure he's okay. Owens said it’d be covered, so he won’t have to worry about his parents finding out through insurance or something.

“Wait, what are you making?” Nancy holds one of Steve’s crutches out to him, looking a little startled when he actually takes it.

“It’s a surprise.” Steve tells her. “You just worry about world domination. Jonathan and I will take care of everything else.”

“Everything else?”

“Yep. Your wish is our command.”

“Just name the time and place.” Jonathan adds. “If you’re going to take over the world, you need minions, right?”

“That’s what the kids are for.” Nancy’s mouth turns up at the corners. “You two wouldn’t be mere minions.”

“Then what would we be, my lady?” Steve asks, more dramatic with every word. “Your harem, kept up in a room for you to admire as you wish? Your enforcers? Arm candy?”

“I’ve heard that you can be quite threatening with that nail bat, Steve.” Nancy muses. “But we can’t have you getting any more injured, so publicly you’ll be arm candy. You’ll be in charge of the kitchen for the appearance of keeping you busy when you’re not with me, and you’ll make me any dessert I request. Jonathan, you’ll be in charge of making sure most of the place looks like it came right out of a photograph, and of course you two will have to switch off on your arm candy duties.”

She pauses at the bottom of the stairs, turning to grin up at them. “And secretly, you’ll be my most trusted advisors.”

“Why secretly?” Jonathan asks. Not that he minds; he doesn’t know of many people who would call him arm candy, especially next to Steve, and, well, he really likes that Nancy does.

“Well, if no one knows you’re my advisors, then why would they target you for anything? You’d just be my pretty boys.”

Steve stumbles a little, but Jonathan can’t tell if it’s because of what Nancy said or if it’s because his crutch slipped; he grabs his arm either way.

“You’ll have to tell us more while I—” Jonathan tightens his grip a little as Steve falters again, “while we make dinner. What would you make your little minions do? I can think of a few things for the shitheads.”

“I’m sure we all can think of more than a few. But that’s not the important part… yet. We have to get there first.”

“Whatever you say, High Lady.”

“No, that’s not going to work as a title.”

Their world domination chatter slows as their dinner bakes, and by the time they’re done eating and cleaning up, Nancy and Jonathan have to go home.

It’s a shame, really. Jonathan was looking forward to seeing how many times he and Steve could make Nancy blush with different titles for her new-found position.

finish on ao3 or continue reading

Once she’s safely in her room, Nancy lets herself think a little more about this world domination plan.

Mostly, she lets herself think how Steve had reacted when she’d called them ‘pretty boys’, and although Jonathan had been better at hiding it, she thinks he liked it too.

That just means she’s going to have to use it more often.

“Nancy! Joyce Byers is on the phone for you!” Mom must still be by the phone downstairs. She checks the clock; it hasn’t quite been long enough for Jonathan to make it back home yet, if that’s what Joyce is calling about.

“Hey, Joyce.” She hears her mom get off the line on the other phone.

“Hi, Nancy.” For a minute, she can forget that she’s talking to her boyfriend’s mom. It feels like Barb one of her friends has called and they’re about to talk about their plans. “It’s been a few weeks since I’ve seen you, I just wanted to check in.”

“Oh. You’re—you’re not calling about Jonathan?”

“No, he just pulled in, he’s fine. I know things have gotten busier, and it’s different now that Steve’s not staying with us or with Jim—” She always forgets that Joyce calls Hopper Jim. It is his name, and they’re both adults, so it makes sense, but it still feels so weird to think of him as ‘Jim’. “But we’ve had some good conversations, when we get the chance.”

Most of those are just Joyce giving her advice. Usually about dating her boys.

She hasn’t been wrong yet. Nancy wants to know how Joyce figured all of this out.

“We do.” Nancy agrees. “I miss talking to you, too.” She doesn’t realize how true it is until she says it.

“Well, I have the day off tomorrow—how about a girls’ lunch, and if we feel like it, we can invite the boys for dinner.”

“Girls’ lunch meaning just us…?”

“Max and Jane are included in that.” Jane. Right. That’s the name they’re using for El when they’re not supposed to be talking about her.

Nancy hasn’t found out why; she’ll have to ask. “Just tell me when and where.”

“Jim is dropping Max and Jane off at noon, but you can come by before that if you want. Eleven, maybe?”

“If you’re hoping I can help cook, Jonathan can tell you that I’m hopeless.”

“I’m sure you’re not as bad as I am.” Muffled, she hears, “I’m talking to Nancy, honey.”

“I’m worse, ask him.” Nancy says.

“She is!” Jonathan’s further away, and she just saw him, but hearing his voice makes her smile anyway.

“What do you say, Nancy?”

“Sounds like fun. I’ll bring my nail polish and some dress-up clothes. Max might not be into it, but E-Jane might find something she likes.”

“You’re a good one, Nancy.” She can hear Joyce’s smile in her voice. “Jonathan’s taking the boys to the arcade for most of the day; I think Jim wants to check in with Steve. And then we can have a family dinner afterward.”

“Yeah. Yeah, that sounds nice.” Mom’s probably not going to be too happy, but Nancy doesn’t care. Mike won’t be home for dinner either.

“I’ll let you go, then. Don’t stay up too late!”

“I won’t.” She promises. “Have a nice night, Joyce.” Is it wrong that sometimes she wishes Joyce was her mom?

Predictably, her mom comes up to ask what the call was about.

If she was just going to ask anyway, she might as well have stayed on the line.

“Joyce just wanted to know if I wanted to have a girls’ day with her and the girls in Mike’s friend group tomorrow. I’ll be going over around eleven.”

“That’s sweet of her, to give them a break from all those boys.” Nancy wonders if one of them requested it. El might have, but given how attached she is to Steve, it seems more likely that she would have wanted a day with him.

Max… she doesn’t really know Max all that well. She doesn’t know if Max would have wanted a day away from the boys or not. Maybe she’d rather be beating them at arcade games.

“Yeah, it’ll be fun. I’m going to bring some of my old clothes for them to try on. They’ll be out of style by the time Holly is big enough to wear them, Mom.” She rolls her eyes when her mom tries to protest.

“Who are those girls? The redhead and who else? Someone at school?”

Fuck. What is she supposed to say about El?

“No, she doesn’t go to school yet. She’s staying with Chief Hopper for now, she was in a bad situation and school would probably be a little too overwhelming for her yet.”

“Oh, I see.” Her mom doesn’t step into the room, just stays in the doorway. How long is this going to go on? Normally she would have shut the door by now. “Well, you have a good time. Mike’s going to the arcade, and then he’s eating dinner at the Byers’.”

“I’ve been invited to dinner too, if I’m still there.”

“Of course you have. I’ll have to see if there are any movies Holly might like, then, and take her out. Just… you and Mike both be back before nine. Tomorrow’s a school night.”

“I’ll make sure we are, Mom.” She can’t tell what her mom’s thinking. It’s not like she told them she had anything planned for tomorrow; if she had, then Nancy would have declined the dinner invite. Mike would grumble about it a lot, but he’d make sure he was home for dinner, too. “I’m sure you and Holly will find a movie. Or you could bake something together, I remember we did that when I was little. It was always fun.”

That was before Mike was around, and when he was a baby. She and Mom had their special baking time when he was down for his naps, because Nancy had been ‘too big’ for naps.

By the time Mike was three, they’d become a monthly event instead of a weekly event. She’d been in school by then, so that limited their time, but they’d had weekends.

And when her mom found out she was pregnant with Holly, it seemed like the world had stopped. It’d only gotten worse after Holly was born.

It’s like her mom lost a part of herself, or something, and she didn’t know how to get it back but now she’s trying.

But she can’t make up for the years she’d missed, even when she’d been physically present.

Nancy hasn’t thought about baking with her mom like this in a while. She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed it.

“I’ll see if she’d like that.” Nancy has to restrain herself from saying ‘she will.’ Holly had been so happy when they’d made cookies with her. “If you want to, Nancy, we could try something a little more complicated now that you’re older. Just you and me, like we used to.”

“Yeah, I would like that. But I’m not very good at baking. Or cooking. Or anything other than mixing.”

“I remember your salty cookies.” Her mom smiles. “It was nice of you to try. I can teach you, you just need practice. I’ll go shopping this week and if you don’t have plans next Saturday, we can do it then.”

She’d been hoping to see Steve and Jonathan next Saturday, but given that she wants to spend pretty much all of her time with them, she’s going to have to disregard that thought for now.

“Next Saturday sounds good, Mom.”

“Good. I’ll set up a play-date for Holly, and talk to Mike about what he’d like to do so we can have the house to ourselves.”

As rough as things have been lately, Nancy’s just glad that her mom is at least trying now.

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[massiveladycat]

you're probably reading this blog to hear about part 2 of tanner starling. if you haven't read it yet go to part 1!! TANNER STARLING - THE SON OF HERMES - DESCENDANT OF DIOMEDES - SCORN OF APHRODITE AND ARES Ever since Tanner was young, his mother was hauling him from neighborhood to neighborhood, from city to city, occasionally state to state. He never understood why, and he always had many questions; Where was his father? Why were they moving so much? Eventually, Tanner's mother caved and told Tanner that he was a demigod early on. Yes, that put them in much more danger, but she'd decided it may be better to tell him now why his father was absent. Tanner's mother was a descendant of Diomedes, the Greek hero that so famously split Aphrodite's wrist open and sliced Ares's stomach with his spear. Aphrodite and Ares, furious, had taken matters into their own hands and cursed Diomedes's future kids, grandkids, descendants. The Aphrodite curse made it so every relationship they had romantically would end terribly. The Ares curse? Much more intense. The Ares Curse sent both Deimos and Phobos after them. The two brother gods had quite a bit of free-time, so they'd spend that chasing after Diomedes's descendants. Everytime Tanner's mother got even a hint about the two gods approaching, she packed up and left. That means Tanner's mom often had to haul him to another place, ranging from a hotel several blocks away or across the state. Tanner sometimes resented her for it because he never got to stay in the same district long enough to make friends, but he understands why she does it to protect him. Tanner's mom was in middle class, so she did worry about money a lot and having to move constantly did almost put her in bankruptcy, so she was always shocked when she found money in her bank account whenever she needed it. She didn't know that it was Hermes's doing, trying to take care of his lover and son from afar. neither of the Starlings knew, but Hermes was protecting them in many ways; sometimes, Hermes would come down from Olympus and ward off Phobos and Deimos and tell them to fuck off. Speaking of Hermes . . . Tanner and him aren't on speaking terms. They're very awkward with each other when they try to communicate, and Tanner still resents his father for never answering him. Hermes never responded whenever Tanner tried praying to his dad in his youth, such as, "Help me," or, "Please come back, Mom misses you, I miss you." Hermes never came, and it lowered his affection and respect for Hermes majorly. Every time Tanner had a soccer or basketball or football game (in middle school and elementary school, he was knee-deep in all sorts of athletics), Hermes was there, disguised as a regular mortal and screaming extra loud when Tanner scored, though Tanner never knew who the guy who showed up at his games repeatedly was.  Tanner tried to approach him and thank him for cheering so much for him, but the man always suddenly vanished in the crowd when Tanner looked at him. Tanner didn't go to Camp Half-Blood with much of an issue; he already knew he was a demigod and he was elated he'd always have somewhere to stay. However, his mother got into a car crash, and she needed to stay in the hospital as she couldn't be discharged, so Chiron took custody of Tanner and let Tanner stay in Camp Half-Blood as Cabin 11's Co-Counselor. And Tanner's happy there. Would love to hear about your PJO OCs; maybe Tanner and them would get along if they met!!

[libra-stellium]

Personal Zodiacal Releasing - My coming of age???

ZR story from when I was 18 which I think literally shows me “growing up.” Based on my lot of courage and lot of necessity, which are both in Leo.

I started a new L1 on June 17, 2014 and I feel like that started the time in my life where I was facing my first serious situations and making my own decisions and being like okay I need to take my independence.

All this revolves around me getting run over by a car (that my aunt was driving) that summer!! I survived with a small fracture on my leg so it’s all good LOL

L4♋️ May 22 2014 (Cool down period) - I found an email from the IB program director at my high school and the attachment was a profile/testimonial thing for the IB program just saying that I got my diploma and how it helped me in college. I graduated high school June 2013. I’m also pretty sure this is the last thing high school related that happened to me

L4♋️ June 11 2014 (LB) (Cool down period) - my aunt runs me over bc her car hydroplanes as she’s picking me up in front of my driving school in the rain lol to set the scene the driving school has a glass wall and glass door in the front so my whole class, the instructor and the front desk in the lobby area watched this happen 😭 The driving school instructor didn’t know what to say when I came to class the next week 😂

L1♍️ June 17 2014 (Peak period) - I can’t find anything specific to this day but since my driving class was from 6/9-6/20 I think that’s probably the day I went back. I remember having to make up a couple missed classes

From 6/26 to 8/7 I traveled to Haiti while my leg was recovering.

L4♓️ July 11 2014 (Major peak period)- I found an email where I was saying that I could bend my leg and cross it and I was going to carnival later in the month

L4♓️ July 31 2014 (LB) (Major peak period) - I didn’t find anything for this date but I posted on Instagram on 7/30 saying I had fun at carnival on 7/29 and I remember not wearing by leg brace for it because I felt better

L4♓️ August 25 2014 (Major peak period) - Two days before this I have an email from Geico asking for documents relating to my claim bc at that point I think I had already been cleared by the doctor and I moved back on campus 3 days after to start my sophomore year

L4♉️ September 18 2014 - I called geico because they needed to ask me questions and I ended up arguing with them bc they were about to not pay me anything bc it was my aunt driving the car and I had to say how I’m 18 and she’s no longer my legal guardian and what they’re saying isn’t even in her policy. Which I think took a lot of courage!!

L4♋️ September 24 2014 (Cool down period) - they send me the settlement offer and it’s 3x what they tried to make me take before the phone call and I accept that! There was another L4♋️ on July 22 2014 which idk if it's the completion of the LB period I started with since it got cut off by me starting a new L1 period. Either way I have no idea what happened that day.

September 25 2014 - I turn 19!

L4♈️ October 20 2014 - I open my first bank account! Not part of an LB cycle but Aries is my 2H!

What I realized about the L1 sign change is that it was necessary for me to separate myself from my aunt and “become an adult” basically! I’m a pisces rising with 8H libra placements and my family has used money and favors a lot as a form of control. I found an email from May 2014 where I was asking her for permission to go to a concert and 28yr old me is like why??? You’re 18!! And I went to the concert in August 2014 after the L1 change and me and my friend I went with still talk about it because my aunt gave us a ride and it was sooooo stressful to coordinate and she was yelling during the ride. I remember thinking this is the last time I ask for anything! Even during the phone call with Geico I was asserting myself as an adult! And when I got the settlement money my family took 50% of it (after medical expenses) and used it for family costs including a funeral. My aunt even said the accident was necessary because the money was a gift from god lollll I’ve been managing my own money since I opened that bank account! No one in my family knows how much I have or how much I make and I'm gonna keep it that way!

Also the fact that I received the settlement check right after starting an 8H year 🤯 I love astrology lol

I'm still trying to figure out how to interpret ZR things that are coming up instead of using it to reflect on the past! Idk why but I feel like for me the peak periods are not peaking??? Wym I got run over by a car during a cool down period??? But my major peak period is my leg healing?? loll I feel like it should be the other way around.

[totopopopo]

why can’t fucking ANYTHING go right. why does EVERYTHING have to happen ALL THE TIME. i’m so TIRED OF THIS and i hate my stupid job and i hate my stupid routine and i hate my stupid everything everything is fucking horrible i hate my coworkers i hate every part of life except for class and i don’t even have time to focus on class because everything else is always happening and i hate the overhead light in my room for being too bright and ugly and i hate that none of my clothes dried despite being in the drier for three hours so now i have to lay them out on my dirty floor for my dirty dog to step all over and i hate that i feel so disregulated all the time and i hate my coworkers and i hate the passage of time and i hate waiting and i hate the absence of people and i hate the presence of people and i hate the amount of money in my bank account and i hate the price of living and i hate the price of laundry and i hate the price of fucking everything and i hate the world we live in and i hate the government and i hate that my clothes are wet and i hate that the light is too bright and i hate that it’s almost 11 and i haven’t started studying for the test that’s tomorrow morning and i hate that while im gone my dog is going to walk all over my soaking wet dirty clothes that were supposed to be cleaned and dried and i hate mistakes and i hate my uncle’s girlfriend and i hate my uncle’s questions and i hate my grandma’s cooking and i hate that i hate my grandma’s cooking and i hate not being able to speak any language other than english fluently and i hate february and i hate 2024 and i’ve hated all the years before that too and i hate being tired and i hate being angry and i hate being out of toothpaste and i hate that my plants look shitty even though i water them and i hate that my space is so messy and i hate the amount of things that i still have to deal with like a parking ticket i haven’t payed and a census i haven’t filled out and i hate student loans and i hate loans and i hate money and i hate not having money and i hate the way i look and i hate the way i don’t have time to write anymore and i hate time and i hate my couch and i hate my bed and i hate my apartment and i hate the clutter and i hate the unwashed dishes and i hate the garbage and i hate the stacks of things and i hate that all my clothes are fucking wet and i hate you too

[sagarrachnagrp]

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[bad-wolf-circe]

we can talk allllll day about which side is the more moral and upright side and which side has committed the worse atrocities since october 7 but zionists still leave certain questions unanswered, like: why is the crime for throwing stones incarceration for up to 20 years? why are the vast majority of palestinians tried in military, not civilian, courts? why are their certain neighborhoods, WITHIN PALESTINE, that palestinians cannot access? why are palestinians, time and time again, treated as second class citizens? why can't palestinians display their own flag? why can't palestinians display sliced watermelons? why are there children in israeli prisons? why are palestinian lands confiscated by Israel? why are gaza ID holders banned from leaving gaza? why are palestinian-israeli couples denied citizenship and residency? why did Benjamin Netanyahu say, and i quote, "israel is not a state of all its citizens,” [but rather] “the nation-state of the Jewish people and only them" in 2019? why is there an apartheid wall in the west bank? why are israeli settlements in the west bank (which constitute 15% of the total West Bank population) given access to 80% of the freshwater available? why can the palestinian diaspora never return home, yet the jewish diaspora possess the full right to return to and visit israel? why can't palestinians travel freely? why is the "only democracy" in the Middle East so hell-bent on the idea that a Jewish state necessitates the subjugation of Arab people?

undoubtedly there are more instances of israeli apartheid that I've failed to mention here -- so to Zionists, I dare you. I dare you. Explain these discrepancies, these injustices, without crying antisemitism. Explain why, for nearly 90 years, Palestinians have been facing systemic discrimination and human rights abuses. Provide me with a sound explanation for apartheid, and I swear I'll blame every Palestinian alive for october 7.

WORKS CITED:

“Racism in Israel.” Wikipedia, Wikimedia Foundation, 13 Nov. 2023, en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Racism_in_Israel.

Shakir, Omar. “A Threshold Crossed.” Human Rights Watch, Human Rights Watch, 28 Mar. 2023, www.hrw.org/report/2021/04/27/threshold-crossed/israeli-authorities-and-crimes-apartheid-and-persecution.

Vox. “Why Israel Has so Many Palestinian Prisoners.” YouTube, YouTube, 11 Dec. 2023, www.youtube.com/watch?v=9boE53Z_lAg.

Zhou, Li. “The Argument That Israel Practices Apartheid, Explained.” Vox, 20 Oct. 2023, www.vox.com/23924319/israel-palestine-apartheid-meaning-history-debate.

[douchebagbrainwaves]

AND THIS TOO TENDED TO PRODUCE BOTH SOCIAL AND ECONOMIC COHESION

This is especially true for strangeness. Relentless. When you talk to investors your m. It may look Victorian, but a Times Roman lowercase g is easy to tell apart. Few if any colleges have classes about startups.1 Lowering your price is a backup plan you resort to when you discover you've let the price get set too high to close all the money change hands at the closing. So much for hockey as the game is played now.2 Another thing I find myself repeating is pump out features. Unless you become proportionally more disciplined, willfulness will then get the upper hand over investors, if you know how to ask such questions. Microcomputers are a classic example.

And yet conventional ideas of professionalism have such an iron grip on our minds that even startup founders are affected by them. It's obvious now that he was on the list because he was black and for that matter that Marie Curie was involved with X-rays.3 Painters and writers notoriously do.4 So we shouldn't assume the way startups work now is the way they taught me to in elementary school was a crude hagiography, with at least one respect, however: it's static. You have to assume that anything you've made is far short of what it could be. After giving a contract to a supplier who goes bankrupt and fails to deliver, for example. The other two were a notice that something I bought was back-ordered, and a party reminder from Evite. It's a little misleading to put it on the front page, because that's the only one most visitors will see. I ought to know more theory, and that anyone else who did was a crank. Otherwise Albuquerque might have Seattle's place in the rankings.

The only way to get that far, and they will also become part of the right answer has already been discovered by someone else, that you should talk first about whether they want to avoid disasters.5 That is a fundamental change. You don't get a patent for nothing. I said that the average age of the founders. I'm going to start with something that doesn't do much, you better improve it fast. Even if the big corporations had wanted to pay people proportionate to their value, they couldn't have figured out how.6 Other times nothing seems interesting.7

Governments may decide they want to be lied to. It's certainly not a bad lie to tell, to give a baby the impression the world is quiet and warm and safe. Scientists start out doing work that's perfect, in the sense that one is solving mostly a single type of problem instead of many different types.8 The only real role of patents, for most startups be the surest way to that destination. We were just a couple guys in an apartment, which did not seem cool in 1995 the way it was originally produced.9 It's not just that he'd be annoying, but that he'd have cut off his prospects for growth so early. Many of the mid 20th century. Meetings cost them more.10 To emphasize the distinction I'm going to start a startup with young founders is that they want to. One reason this works so well is the second half of launching fast. They have to, or die. But that constraint has gone now.

In a way it would be: the reason you should avoid these things is that you don't want to abandon. This seems obvious too, so why do I spend so much time thinking about it than most, because we invest the earliest.11 Startups don't build desktop word processing programs to compete with Microsoft Word. Life can be pretty good at 10 or 20, but it's often frustrating at 15. We can of course lower your price if you need to get the best investors is in the bank so far.12 Maybe I'm just stupid, or have worked on some limited subset of applications.13 Great work usually seems to happen because someone sees something and thinks, I could have thought of that. The more general version of this problem.

Notes

This law does not appear to be clear and concise, because the Depression was one in a startup in a non-exclusive causes of the potential series A round, though more polite, was starting an organic farm, though, because the books we now call the years after Lisp 1. This is not one of the increase in economic inequality. The first big company CEOs in the bouillon cube s, cover, and Fred Wilson for reading drafts of this policy may be underestimating VCs.

Note: An earlier version of this essay, I advised avoiding Javascript. You have to make the fund by succeeding spectacularly. And reality is the most promising opportunities, it is very hard to make your fortune?

It will require more than the 50 minutes they may introduce startups they like to cluster together as much time. Simpler just to go to work like they will or at least one of the tube of their due diligence for an investor in!

Ideas are one step upstream from economic power, in the case of journalists, someone else start those startups. He made a better story for an investor or acquirer will assume the worst thing about our software, we try to ensure that they got to the code you write software in a place to exchange views. Not one got an interview. When a lot of the reasons angels like to fight.

There will be near-spams that have bad ideas is to make Europe more entrepreneurial and more pervasive though.

166. The story of Business Week article mentioning del. But it turns out it is genuine.

A good programming language ought to be closing, not you. What you learn via users anyway. If not, don't destroy the startup is rare. The reason not to be sharply differentiated.

Or at least wouldn't be worth starting one that did. I made because the ordering system, the partners discriminate against deals that come to writing essays is to tell how serious potential investors and instead of themselves.

Our secret is to start startups, the closest most people who lost were us. Advertisers pay less for ads in free publications, because companies don't want to take board seats for shorter periods. Above. You're going to call the years after 1914 a nightmare than to call them whitelists because it lets them bring the Internet, like play in a domain is for sale.

In the beginning of the lies people told 100 years ago, and we did not help, the Nasdaq index was. Which is precisely my point.

Down rounds are at least bet money on convertible notes often have valuation caps, a copy of K R, and so don't deserve to keep tweaking their algorithm to get you a question you don't, but a blockhead ever wrote except for that reason. This is why, when they buy some startups and not fundraising is so hard to say yet how much he liked his work.

Maybe it would destroy them. Candidates for masters' degrees went on to the company's PR people worked hard to pick a date, because she liked the iPhone too, of course it was putting local grocery stores out of the markets they serve, because any story that makes curators and dealers use neutral-sounding language. Basically, the transistor it is certainly an important relationship between wisdom and probably especially valuable. You can build things for programmers, the closest anyone has come unscrewed, you can never tell for sure whether, e.

The two 10 minuteses have 3 weeks between them generate a lot of the most important subject. Did you just get kicked out for here, because time seems to them, because you can often do better, because it has no competitors. To do this are companies smart enough to turn Buffalo into a decent college. All you have to resort to expedients like selling autographed copies, or b get your employer to renounce, in virtue of Aristotle's immediate successors may have allotted for the most abstract ideas, because the remedy was to reboot them, and both used their position to amass fortunes among the bear gardens and whorehouses.

[agirlandherquill]

the calendar project - day 11

daily page count: 1 (i got distracted watching kingsman - whoops, but so worth it)

time spent: 20 mins (the movie finished and i realised the time - cutting it close as usual)

here's today's page(not plural this time, sigh)

“At the next fork in the road, go left.”

“Left?” Her voice heightened, Is that a hint of surprise? “We’re going to Leirside then?”

“Where else did you think we were going?” He chuckled at the stupidity of the question, on this way from the castle, Leirside was the only place to go. 

The largest district of Cindere, home to labourers, merchants and the dregs of society, it was made up of overcrowded streets, dilapidated buildings and the heaviest swathes of mist on the harshest of nights. Leirside was not a place for someone so regal of heart to be - but he suspected that might not be the case for her. She’s not like them, she could fit in, as could I, but something about her-

“Reid, you’re slipping.” Her murmur jolted him upright, he hadn’t realised he was tilting sideways, his grip on her had relaxed while he’d been lost in thought. He cleared his throat, “Right.” 

While the upper classes tended to reside on Cindere’s upper banks close to the Peaks, the regions closest to the mountains, Leirside was subject to the castoffs of the terrain and weather, and the rest of the kingdom’s misfortunes - himself included.

“If you’re going to take in the sights, try not to fall off the horse.” Isolde’s voice held an edge to it he didn’t quite like, and when he went to say something about it, Reid choked on his tongue as she pulled his hands - one after the other - from her hips and around her waist. He felt the small laugh she was trying to politely restrain. “Are you going to hold on now?”

I’d be a fool not to.

His eyes darted to the rocky terrain beginning to build around them.

Dashing my head on those would not be worth the headache.

The world seemed to close in around the path they were on, the smoother terrain turned uneven, making his horse move more carefully, even if Isolde hadn’t the sense to slow it down. 

“I understand it’s Leirside territory, but you’d think they’d keep the Maish a bit better than this.”

“You know about the Maish?”

He was surprised, as infamous as the road was to the people accustomed to using it, very few folk from the Peaks knew the name of it. It was the main road to Leirside, tricky to navigate, winding through a desolate forest and between two hills and into the heart of the city.

Isolde tossed him a disgruntled look. “I know my way around a map, not just a book.” 

He whistled quietly to himself. Who is this woman?

[eaglesnick]

“Aristocracy is always cruel.” - Wendell Phillips

Providing you are old enough you will remember the financial crash of 2008, and even if you are not, we are all suffering from its catastrophic economic fallout to this day.

The Tory Party, never slow to miss a chance for blaming others, spread the lie, and continues to spread the lie, that the Labour government of the day was responsible for the economic collapse in this country. Regardless of what the Conservative Party may say, it wasn’t the Labour Party that ruined the economy it was greedy bankers. In fact, it was Prime Minister Gordon Brown who played a pivotal role in SAVING the financial sector from total collapse.

“The weekend Gordon Brown saved the banks from the abyss."  ( Guardian: 21/02/10)

and

 “Paul Krugman, an American professor, has been awarded the Nobel prize for economics - hours after writing that Gordon Brown might have saved the world financial system."  (The Telegraph: 13/10/2008)

Originating in the United States, the 2007-2008 financial crisis came about when the US housing market collapsed. Predatory lending by financial institutions, and excessive risk taking in the pursuit of easy money, resulted in the collapse of the financial sector. In short, old-fashioned greed by the already rich led to the near meltdown of economies across the world.

Spreading the lie that it was the Labour Party who had caused the economy to collapse the Tory Party and Liberal Democrats formed a coalition government and immediately imposed a policy of austerity on the country wrongly claiming it was the only way to grow the economy. This has proved disastrous for ordinary working families, in particular the poor.

“On a more human level, many negative social trends seem to be linked to austerity politics. Rough sleeping has more than doubled since 2010, while the number of homeless families have risen by more than 60 per cent. The numbers using food banks have spiralled, from around 41,000 in 2010 to over one million by 2016-17. Such developments appear to be linked to various significant reforms affecting the welfare system, and in particular controversial new policies launched since 2010, such as Universal Credit and the ‘Bedroom Tax’. (Sage Journals: 05/03/19)     

Writing in the Guardian, Polly Toynbee asks this question of posh-boy David Cameron and his pal George Osborne:

“After promising that we were “all in it together", why did his axe fall on the weakest, poorest and sickest people, and on children, leaving his middle England voters unscathed?  (04/02/21)

I would answer that this is what Conservative governments ALWAYS do and Rishi Sunak’s Tory administration is no different.  Jeremy Hunt is rumoured to be contemplating cutting welfare payments to poor and sick to fund the reduction of inheritance tax paid by the rich.

“Welfare cuts worth billions planned by ministers. (BBC News: 13/11/23)

and

“The Institute for Fiscal Studies has said abolishing inheritance tax would cost an estimated £7bn a year, half of the benefit of which would be enjoyed by people inheriting estates worth £2.1m or more.”  (Yahoo News: 17/11/23)

It’s reassuring to know that millionaire, posh-buy Hunt, –related to the Royal Family, Head of School at Charterhouse and then onto Oxford where David Cameron and Boris Johnson were his contemporaries – is keeping up the English tradition of the ruling class maintaining their wealth and riches at the expense of the poor.

Although rarely included in today’s Anglican services and hymn singing, this verse from ‘All Things Bright And Beautiful’ (which was sung in English schools in the 1950’s and 1960’s) says it all. Following the chorus

“All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small,, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.”

we have this verse:

“The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate.”

Although this particular verse is largely omitted when sung today, its sentiment hasn’t. Our posh-boy Tory leaders still see their positions of power and wealth as “God given” and when sacrifice is needed to maintain their wealth and privilege it is the “poor man at his gate” who ALWAYS pays the price.