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yo! someone came through with a hundred. if i can get another $400 by thursday (so i can withdraw from paypal and pay it on friday), i can pay the tuition deposit and then set up a payment arrangement plan for the remaining $900 of tuition.

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tiyadyree:

unicornempire:

absentlyabbie:

systlin:

bunnyduckcucumberpatch:

systlin:

I honestly always find the term ‘spinster’ as referring to an elderly, never-married woman as funny because you know what?

Wool was a huge industry in Europe in the middle ages. It was hugely in demand, particularly broadcloth, and was a valuable trade good. A great deal of wool was owned by monasteries and landed gentry who owned the land. 

And, well, the only way to spin wool into yarn to make broadcloth was by hand. 

This was viewed as a feminine occupation, and below the dignity of the monks and male gentry that largely ran the trade. 

So what did they do?

They hired women to spin it. And, turns out, this was a stable job that paid very well. Well enough that it was one of the few viable economic options considered ‘respectable’ outside of marriage for a woman. A spinster could earn quite a tidy salary for her art, and maintain full control over her own money, no husband required. 

So, naturally, women who had little interest in marriage or men? Grabbed this opportunity with both hands and ran with it. Of course, most people didn’t get this, because All Women Want Is Husbands, Right?

So when people say ‘spinster’ as in ‘spinster aunt’, they are TRYING to conjure up an image of a little old lady who is lonely and bitter. 

But what I HEAR are the smiles and laughter of a million women as they earned their own money in their own homes and controlled their own fortunes and lived life on their own terms, and damn what society expected of them. 

I hope this a shit post cause that’s not even close to being true.

“Steeples fingers”

I would be very interested to see your sources. 

But first, mine

http://www.bahs.org.uk/AGHR/ARTICLES/35n1a1.pdf

http://knightsofthepaintable.com/blog/2011/05/30/medieval-life-106-spinsters-and-spinners/

http://www.oxfordscholarship.com/view/10.1093/acprof:oso/9780199270606.001.0001/acprof-9780199270606  (You’d have to read the book itself (I own a copy) but here’s a link to it.)

“Women in medieval English society”, Mavis E. Mate (https://books.google.com/books?id=YUVXsG5CaywC&pg=PA47&lpg=PA47&dq=medieval+spinster+independent&source=bl&ots=Vmxe4vjXJ4&sig=Ej-Z3q9KwBnWi0VMeBb4l5NTqSQ&hl=en&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwj3_PGXutjaAhVS3WMKHb2uA5M4ChDoAQhBMAg#v=onepage&q=medieval%20spinster%20independent&f=false

http://www.medievalchronicles.com/medieval-people/medieval-tradesmen-and-merchants/

https://www.cambridge.org/core/journals/journal-of-economic-history/article/wages-of-women-in-england-12601850/80FBE8313B63D174E2F71DCEAE6D7EBE/core-reader

https://econpapers.repec.org/paper/nufesohwp/_5f145.htm

https://www.economics.utoronto.ca/munro5/L08MedTextiles.pdf

http://www.jstor.org/stable/25012124?seq=1#page_scan_tab_contents

Please. I am very curious as to why you think I am incorrect. 

I saw this spinster post and regretted not reblogging it, only to find this one that’s like ten times better with amazing sources and a hot’n’fresh moider for me ❤

You shoulda held back on reblogging ‘cause OP’s claims are rosier than the picture their sources paint of the lives of women hand-spinners.

Based on what OP posted, here’s what the sources say about spinsters:

Source 1: Mostly neutral, slightly positive on OP’s assertions.

  1. While spinsters are mentioned, this is mostly about women doing agricultural work.
  2. Lots of women worked as spinners: Based on a chart of workers charged with taking “:excessive wages”–i.e., charging more than the law allows for their labor–72% of women charged by the Justice of Labourers in Somerset worked in the cloth industry as spinners and weavers.
  3. Women could negotiate for higher wages: There was a labor shortage following the Black Death, leading to more women being hired for traditionally male work. (Again, this source is mostly about women doing agricultural work.) Labor shortages, or higher demands for labor than supply of labor, allows for workers to demand higher wages.

Source 2: Neutral

  1. This is a Medieval hobbyist’s blog ran by what seems to be a lovely person. No sources cited.
  2. Defines “spinster” as a Medieval term for a woman spinner.

Source 3: Unknown

  1. You’d have to buy the book.

Source 4: Negative

  1. Some independent, single women worked as spinners, but they lived in less than optimal conditions; they were regularly taken advantage of by the cloth merchants with whom they contracted; and they occasionally relied on sex work to supplement their income.
  2. The book debunks the claim that women laborers delayed marriage on purpose. This source does not agree with OP that women spinners made enough to live well nor does it agree that they went unmarried by choice.

Source 5: Neutral

  1. Very similar to Source 2, this hobbyist website also defines spinster and provides no sources for any information on the site. (There’s not much relevant info there anyway.)

Source 6: Largely irrelevant, negative

  1. We have […] excluded observations that relate to domestic servants with managerial responsibility (housekeepers, ladies’ maids, nurses), ignoring also skilled domestic manufacturers (weavers, lacemakers, glovers) and midwives, schoolteachers and governesses.”
  2. [O]ur series exclude spinners’ wages as their computation on comparable terms raises specific problems…”
  3. In the last section, spinner’s wages are discussed w/r/t their impact on industrialization in the cloth industry post-Middle Ages, so irrelevant. The writers of this paper disagree with the theory that spinsters earned high wages (writers contend that spinsters appeared to be badly paid) and those high wages encouraged mechanization of the spinner’s work.
  4. Irrelevant to spinners, but I really liked this paper. Women laborers gained negotiating power in the post-Black Death labor shortage and used it in a way that pissed off men. Brava, ladies.

Source 7: Negative

  1. The abstract alone is damning, so this convinced me that OP did not read their own sources.
  2. Text debunks theory that hand-spinners earned high wages, and that those high wages combined with the low production levels are what motivated the cloth industry to mechanize spinning.
  3. Text concludes hand-spinning was low-wage, low-production work performed by women and children. Combination of perception as women’s work, laws that depressed wages, and lack of guilds to protect workers, spinners made very little money.
  4. Does mention that becoming a spinner was colloquially thought of as decent wage-earning work for independent women, but the reality did not match the hype. <<<probably why “spinster” became slang for undesirable, never-married women; men fear independent women even when their independence is a farce
  5. Again, great read. One of the writers of this paper also co-wrote Source 6: Jane Humphries.

Source 8: Irrelevant

  1. This is a powerpoint presentation on the cloth industry in general. No specific information on spinsters.

Source 9: Unknown

  1. Cannot read the paper without signing up for JStor, and I just don’t wanna.

TLDR; OP did not read their sources. I suspect they googled “independent spinsters medieval” and posted a bunch of stuff that is largely negative, irrelevant, or neutral on the question of whether spinsters were independent, financially stable women who chose not to marry.

EDIT: @attackfish did this already and i didn’t have to. how do i add a crying emoticon

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konigstigerr:

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femburton:

i think about this a lot

The guy got his life and career destroyed by his divorce, cut him some slack.

he was also sexually assaulted by a man who could destroy his career

protect him

reblog if the man on the right is just as beautiful as the man on the left

people grow old? like, that’s a thing that happens? leave my guy alone.

This man deserves everything let him he happy

Ok… This is what happened to Fraser

-His wife ditched him and asked for 900k a year,

-He was sexually assaulted which he said kicked him into a deep depression

-He stated that the stunts from the 3rd Mummy movie completely destroyed his body and he was in and out of the hospital for 7 years even having to get surgery to repair his vocal cords.

-He apparently blamed himself for all this which only worsened his depression.

This man has literally been through hell this past decade so please lets cut him some slack and wish him the best

orcishbard:

on the topic of rewriting racist d&d narratives

it takes work, yes!

it’s worth it. for both you and your players, but especially for new players who can see the game in different ways than you

examples I’ve written that you should feel free to use:

-orcs: rather than give in to the weird “tribal savages who fight all the time,” consider connecting orcs and their inate strength/constitution to the earth. in my most recent campaign setting, orcs are descended from a human champion who bested an earth primordial; the primordial, impressed with their strength, blessed them and their descendents with powerful tusks and a greater constitution.

-drow: instead of the entire drow narrative being “they’re dark skinned and bad because they betrayed the fair skinned elves and their gods,” consider playing up their connection to spiders. perhaps they worshiped a spider God who gave them the ability to blend into their darkened surroundings. if you’re married to their current aesthetic appearance, take care to present multiple drow societies that have different outlooks; not a homogenous race of black skinned slavers. consider pigmentless drow, who’ve lost all skin color because they never see the light of day. drow who use echolocation? distancing your drow from the bad connotations carried by the current zeitgeist is a useful endeavor

-include. colored. elves. in. your. game

-drop the ‘tribal’ aesthetic and the connotations that goblins and other monstrous races have. it’s lazy

-focus less on race and more on societies; a society can be evil or good, but a race cannot

-consider that fantasy races have no reason to conform to any gendered structures (especially our current human binary). dwarvish societies who express their varied and fluid genders through beard braiding. elvish societies who reproduce asexually. don’t limit yourself to what you can relate to from a 21st century human perspective

it takes a bit of elbow grease to decolonize your d&d, and the process is never done, but in my own experience, it’s only ever lead to more innovative and engaging experiences!

rage-quitter:

i love comforting nihilism. who cares, we’re all gonna die. eat that cake. buy that eyeshadow. be nice to people. you dont owe the world shit. the stars dont care about what we do. give anyway because why spend your eighty years on this rock miserable and making other people miserable. the sun is going to blow up and we’re all gonna die someday. make the most of what time you do have. use the fine china for taco night and microwave lunch. smell the flowers. tell a stranger they are beautiful. 

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thebibliosphere:

sewingfrommagic:

wenamedthedogkylo:

havingbeenbreathedout:

Sometimes I think back on the time I spent working as a barista, and it seems SO STRANGE to me that “coffee shop AU” has become synonymous with narratives that are low on conflict, high on wholesome romance. During the year I spent working at a coffee shop:

  • A coworker of mine took a bunch of psychedelics, walked through some strangers’ plate-glass door, and threatened them with a bowie knife, leading to his arrest and imprisonment (and, needless to say, a late opening for the coffee shop that morning). 
  • Another coworker, an ex-military type with a young wife and a new baby, decided to smoke up for the first time ever with two other mutual coworkers, in the back of one of their trucks; and ended up having a three-way with them which ended his marriage. 
  • I had a nervous breakdown, stopped being able to eat food or hold conversations, and ended up sleeping on my coworker’s couch for three weeks before she finally called my parents to come collect me.
  • Multiple store managers were fired for embezzlement. (Reminder: this was within the space of a single year.)
  • Yet another coworker, who was seventeen at the time, started dog-sitting for a couple of regulars in their (I’m guessing) early 50s, and ended up in an ongoing creepy and incidentally illegal ~relationship~ with them both. 
  • Various employees discovered, in the course of cleaning the bathrooms: couples fucking in the bathrooms; junkies passed out in the bathrooms; drunks puking in the bathrooms; both adults and children weeping in the bathrooms; a woman bleeding all over the bathroom from a gash in her throat (??); a dude standing in the middle of the bathroom floor and pissing in the opposite direction from the toilet, so that when the employee opened the unlocked door she got piss all over her (????). 
  • The owner of the bridal shop across the street was exposed as both abusive toward her employees and also cooking the books, which led to my coffee shop taking on a couple of untrained and weirdly conservative bridal shop workers for a few months while the bridal shop was shuttered and sold to new owners. Later the larcenous former bridal shop owner came down with some horrible disease which caused her to lose both her hands.  
  • There was a regular universally referred to as “Sketchy Steve,” who came in at 7am for a three-shot latte with room for Seagrams 7, and dealt drugs to all us baristas. I actually, at one point (I cannot believe I was this stupid), went inside Sketchy Steve’s house, and allowed him to spend like half an hour showing me his collection of découpaged outlet plates and also soliciting me for sex while I uncomfortably yet studiously declined.
  • Right before I started, the store manager had walked off the job in the middle of a shift, and ¾ of the employees had walked out after him. None of them ever returned. 

Like, working on the front lines of food service was the most operatically sordid professional experience I have ever had, and one of the most surreal; and it is hilarious to me that THAT, of all jobs, is the one that has come to stand for soft-focus domestic romance in fandom circles. 

This is the Coffee Shop AU we deserve.

Two of my managers got fired for having an affair with each other. There was this guy I never really talked to, so one time I see him and ask how his weekend was. He says “I wanted to drop some acid but I couldn’t find any.” Never saw him again.

I had a friend whose manager used to sit in the backroom doing lines of coke before opening at 7am. It was and I quote ‘the only way to deal with this shit’.

My own manager, who was heavily pregnant at the time, told an asshole customer to take their latte and shove it up their arse, before walking out and promptly going into labor.

We had homeless people sleeping in our dumpsters who used to throw the trash back out at us when we opened the lid.

I have myself uttered the phrase “M’am, I am the manager” after they dumped a cream cake over my head because it wasn’t what they ordered except it was. They even pointed at it first and said “that one”.

I had a customer piss themselves out of defiance when we asked them to leave. Then when the police were called they did it again, like some vengeful piss camel.

I’m telling you friends, I have stood at the precipice of hell, I have stared into the void and plummeted into the depths of humanity and it tips less than 20%.

Found it. The origins of everyone starting to send me the phrase Vengeful Piss Camel instead of Crucifix Nail Nipples for a short time. Amazing. I do not miss catering.