Mary Gonzalez told them she was the best candidate to represent them and El Paso voters agreed, but along the way, the 28-year-old doctoral student at the University of Texas at Austin broke her share of barriers.
If you are using a gendered restroom, and there is someone in there that you think looks they belong in the other gendered restroom, but they are just peeing/washing their hands/fixing their makeup in the mirror/etc and not harassing you, please DO NOT:
call the police
ask or tell them that they’re in the wrong bathroom
yell at them
beat them up
threaten to hurt them in any way
whisper about them to your cis friends while they are still in the room
otherwise act hostile, threatening, or violent
This has been a public service announcement.
In other words, be a decent fucking human being. It isn’t difficult.
Raven-Symoné has apparently been outed. People should be aware that outing is never okay. It’s an ugly, horrid, vile practice, and there’s no excuse for it. If she is gay, she deserves all the support in the world. News outlets have no right to write a ton of stories speculating about it and using her sexuality to increase readership. And quite frankly, paying attention to all these stories just gives support to the news outlets that think outing people is okay.
When you become a celebrity. You lose your rights to privacy. Im sorry. Thats not fair. But you knew that going into it. Thats like going to war. and complaining when you lose a leg.
Holy shit, someone taught a monkey how to type.
God dammit, how the fuck are the muggles allowed near computers?
I’d say, by the wonderful example of grammar that we’ve been given here, it’s a muggle still in muggle elementary school.
Firstly, you don’t get to use war injuries as an example. Why? The draft. Countless people have gone to war against their will and received injuries. Or what about countries, such as Israel, that have mandatory military service requirements?
Secondly, actors, actresses, singers, and performers such as Raven-Symoné, do these things because they enjoy doing them, or because they enjoy entertaining people. They generally don’t do these things for the sole purpose of becoming famous.
Thirdly, regardless of a person’s motivations for being a performer, their job does not entail forfeiting every single last ounce of their lives for our inspection and scrutinization. We do not have the right to put them under a microscope and disregard the fact that they are human beings, regardless of their fame.
Lastly, outing someone is cruel and inhumane. I don’t give a damn how famous they are.
Backstory: a few weeks ago, I accepted an internship with the DC Center for LGBT Resources. My father found out, threatened to kick me out if I did it, and basically raged on and on for a while. My flight to DC is on May 24th, and I’m pretty sure my father was going to keep me from catching it.
Just now, he came into my room and yelled at my brother for playing Starcraft II on my Dell. (I’m typing this on an old Macbook.) Then he threatened to smash my laptop, to which I replied that it was my property. The Dell was given to me by my university as part of my scholarship, and it is considered their property for a year until I start my second year there.
Upon me informing him of this, he grew enraged, picked up my laptop, and smashed it on the bedpost. The frame is broken, it won’t close properly, etc…
My father has had a history of violence with me, one that I don’t want to go into yet. However, calling the cops isn’t an option, since he’s the sole supporter of my family, and my mother can’t support herself; I also have three siblings.
Anyway, I need to get out of here. I live in Huntsville, Alabama. If anyone has any ideas or can give me a place to stay until the 24th, that would be most helpful. Thank you so much for reading this.
holy shit, is there anyone close by that can help this person??
By near-unanimous agreement, if post-mission coffee occurs, it’s at Starbucks. The reason for this is simple: if they all went where they really wanted to go, they’d be scattered all over the city, and Steve is adamant that they bond. Bruce likes small, intimate places with lost of rugs and gentle music and the smell of incense. Steve likes diners and cafés where he can chat with the staff and stay for hours and maybe get some pankcakes. Clint and Natasha don’t really care, Thor hasn’t been on Earth long enough to develop a preference, and the kind of places Tony likes are out of everyone’s price range.
Basic black Americano, no sugar. Steve will drink pretty much any coffee regardless of quality; he’s used to reheated week-old tar from his army days, and if he’s really honest, he misses it. He sometimes sneaks along sachets of powdered milk on occasion for nostalgia’s sake. No matter how many times Tony explains about inflation, he is still shocked at the idea of paying several dollars for coffee.
Espresso. Known to add shots of espresso to his espresso. Would probably inject the stuff into his veins or bathe his eyeballs in it if the team weren’t watching him closely, because Tony doesn’t sleep. It has been hypothesised that the amount of caffeine in Tony’s system at any one time is enough to kill a medium-sized monkey.
Rarely drinks coffee; on the occasions he does, it’s usually a South American blend. His travels around the world have given him varied tastes and a fondness for herbal teas. His favourite, however, is green tea, and he drinks gallons of the stuff daily.
Figures if she’s going to have to spend a few dollars on a beverage, she should get her money’s worth. She tries to get something different every time, but is especially fond of chai lattes.
Has an awful, incurable sweet tooth. Goes crazy for syrups. Will come up with horrific concoctions that would destroy a lesser man: his teammates watch in fascination as he guzzles choco-hazelnut-caramel-lattes with shots of espresso, whipped cream and cinnamon. Bruce wants to study his metabolism. Tony dares him to chug.
NOT ALLOWED COFFEE. There is no caffeine on Asgard. The team are still trying to break him of the habit of throwing down his mugs when finished; as a result, he gets plastic cups of low-caffeine frappuchinos, caramel or strawberries and cream, or hot chocolate. Expounds loudly and at great length on his love of mini marshmallows. Most attempts at keeping Thor away from caffeine are thwarted by Clint, who secretly slips him sips of his Frankencoffee when no-one’s looking.
Rhode Island’s governor on Monday declared that the state will recognize same-sex marriages performed elsewhere, giving gay couples the same rights as heterosexual ones when it comes to health insurance and a slew of other benefits.
The order signed by Gov. Lincoln Chafee in a Statehouse ceremony…