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Cake day: March 11th, 2025
  • drhodl@lemmy.worldtoToday I Learned@lemmy.world•TIL: Only four countries in the world have no government mandated minimum paid vacation or paid public holidays: Palau, Micronesia, Nauru, and the United States of America.English
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    3 days ago

    That’s what you get when your government and representatives are all owned by corporates, and works exclusively for the benefit of those corporates. Lobbying works only for corporates, and not the people, and should be illegal. People should stop voting for those who fail to deliver in their FIRST term. No second terms for failures!
    But American people are undereducated, low information, partisan and a very high proportion vote in a racist way, where rather than vote for their own best interests, they vote for their neighbors worst interests. Thus, they get what they deserve, but unfortunately the worst of us, the divisive politicians profit.

    We need to remove money from politics, make lobbying illegal and subject to capital punishment, and politicians found to be selling out our trust, liable to capital punishment also. They are worse than traitors in a war, so the punishment MUST be severe. Politicians should also be personally liable when they fail to keep their election promises, and LYING to the public needs to be punished harshly too. ALL politicians should be audited before, during and after their terms. Finally, there need to be term and age limits. Rich 80-90 year olds, are NOT representative of the people, and do NOT have the same concerns as the rest of us.

  • drhodl@lemmy.worldtocats@lemmy.world•What are your cats' nicknames?
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    5 days ago

    The ginger is Sunny, and he is an old man adopted from the RSPCA, months after his first hooman died, and my own 12 year old ginger passed from pancreatic cancer. I call him Fluff Butt, Floofus and Furbag, but at 4 am in the morning, he thinks his name is “Fucking shut up, cat!”. It has taken 2 years since I adopted him, for him to make eye contact or to even purr, but I’m pretty sure he loves me now! He never misses pat and brush time. I think his previous hooman was a woman, and I’m male, so it was a big change along with the grieving. I love him! The voidie is Zebby and he belongs to a neighbour, but has bonded to Sunny and myself and eats, plays, sleeps at our place. If he’s not harrassing Sunny, he is glued to my ankle, or asleep in my lap. I call him shithead, meatball, stinky cat and other such endearments, but he is the most loving cat I’ve ever known. When he spots me outside, even if he is with his actual owner, or the girls up the road who fawn over him, he will instantly RUN to me, and as he gets closer, his tail goes from horizontal to vertical, and as he arrives he jumps so his head contacts my hand, because he simply can’t wait for me to bend and pat him. At such times, I call him Dancer or Prancer because he looks like he’s dancing around me. I think it breaks his owners heart but she is very gracious about it, even offering to bring food for him so I am not out of pocket. I have great neighbours, both feline and human. Edit: I just recently found out that Sunny visits Zebby’s owner every day for pats, so the circle is complete :)

  • drhodl@lemmy.worldtoPeople Twitter@sh.itjust.works•100%
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    5 days ago

    I grew up with a mother who was chronically late to EVERYTHING. Dropped off at school…45 minutes late. Play sport?..45 minutes late to games and training. I somehow made my state basketball team…45 minutes late to everything until my coach started picking me up. Church…45 minutes late. Wherever we went, whatever the function, the family would all be ready and waiting, while mum was still getting out of bed… Luckily, all my jobs during school years, were close enough I could run there in under an hour, so I didn’t need depend on her. Even in the worst weather, I could not depend on her to help out. When I graduated and got my first professional job, the very first day she wanted to meet me for lunch. I waited 45 minutes of my 1 hour lunch break for her, then walked back to work. She rang an HOUR later and abused me over the phone for not being there waiting for her…! She was 45 minutes late to my wedding…! She was 45 minutes late for my Dad’s funeral…! My mums a narcissist, and everything is unimportant to her, if she’s not the center of it all. It’s why I, and all my siblings now live 2000 kilometers away from her, and why she never got to know her grandkids. I’m sure anyone can be late occasionally, but if you do it every time, then sorry, but you’re a selfish, disorganized cunt. Being late chronically is just pure disrespect for everyone around you. Edit: Sorry for the rant, but it was cathartic :)