Another week of some dramatic highs and lows in pop culture, news, and media — so let’s get to it!
Tag: unemployment
This Week in Misogyny is Going for the Gold
So many people have medalled in Misogyny this week! I’m not giving them medals, though. More like epic stink-face. (As usual, trigger warnings for pretty much everything apply.) Read More This Week in Misogyny is Going for the Gold
Adjunct Land: Why Didn’t I Think of That?
I tend not to respond to op-eds, columns, and blog posts about adjuncting. I’d never have time for anything else. But Charlotte Allen’s recent op-ed for the L.A. Times contains a worn argument that I can’t ignore anymore: “Don’t be an adjunct.”
Alice In Wonderland Logic
We’ve all been guilty of it — the inside-out logic of deliberate self-delusion, to try to convince ourselves of something we really wish were true, such as: Read More Alice In Wonderland Logic
My Immigrant Parents: The Path to the American Dream
I was at work when my mom called with the news that she had lost her job… again. Because she works in escrow, her industry is often hit substantially due to the inconsistent economy. This includes frequent massive layoffs and the worry that the job just might not be there tomorrow. In the 3 years that I have lived in Portland, my mom has called me with news of layoffs and new jobs about 2-3 times. With this news of her most recent layoff, I shut the door to my office to listen to her talk. Read More My Immigrant Parents: The Path to the American Dream
Tuesday Is Good News Day: May 14, 2013
Does it seem like all the news is bad? Well, guess what? It’s not! Here are some good things that happened in the last week, y’all. Read More Tuesday Is Good News Day: May 14, 2013
News Appetizers Make You Wanna Jump
Even when you hate the news because it’s just the worst, it’s always worth a listen or a read or a slight rage stroke. To combat everything wrong in the world, may I suggest some sunbathing with a cocktail? That always makes things look a little brighter to me.
Help Wanted
“At least stop crying, goddammit.” This, of course, only made me cry more. And the knowledge that I was wearing mascara and it would probably start running only made the feeling worse. There I was, sitting in my 14-year-old green Mercury Sable outside my favorite pizza place in the whole world, where they make GF pizza and have the best GF beer I’ve ever tasted, and all I knew was that I was ashamed of myself. I could conjure up no dignity at all.
I am a licensed attorney looking for a waitressing job. Read More Help Wanted