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We are in this position as a country because we assumed that the magic of the marketplace would provide competition and provide world-class communications. But history has demonstrated that left to their own devices, companies will gouge the rich, leave out the poor, cherry-pick markets and focus solely on their profits. It isn’t evil, it’s just the way things work.
—Susan Crawford (via azspot)
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Holland, 1945 // Neutral Milk Hotel
But now we must pack up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on
(via loveyourchaos)
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I’ve always been a very good judge of people. That’s why I like so few of them.
—Donna Van Lier (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
It’s my job to take them to dinner at eighty miles an hour. It’s my job to stop a mile from the restaurant so they can have five pounds of crab legs and three bottles of beer a piece and then go get prime rib. It’s my job to go hunting so they can go fire off their guns an inch from my ear and laugh when I get startled because it’s my job.
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Hmmm…correlation??? Uh, yeah, maybe so!!!
(Source: awakenthesheeple, via reagan-was-a-horrible-president)
“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene
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I’m driving from Montclair with my parents and its so cute that my dad skips all the punk songs for my mom.
I had a margarita yesterday and today. LIVIN’!
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