omnishambles

Pop Specs, darling. Pop Specs.

anyway NO ONE should be a billionaire…..NO ONE should be allowed to hoard THAT much money when whole countries starve to death. If you think I’m bitter that’s fine but it’s the truth, I don’t make the rules

This is worse. Looking at these you can tell they have no significant monetary value. They were confiscated as a fear tactic. Nothing more.

This picture breaks my heart everytime it appears in my dash. It’s a fear tactic, alright but—

The first one in the left corner: It’s a first communion rosary, and it’s not cheap.

The black one in the first line: That’s a widow rosary and it’s old.

The white one in the second line:  is a commemoration rosary. It has a miniature picture in the round part. I haven’t seen that since the 70′s.

In the third line, multicolor one: It’s an Anima mundi, I have only seen those in the hands of Rosary ministery’s old ladies. The oldest ones are from the 80′s after Juan Pablo II came to Mexico for the first time. It’s one of the old ones, I know because the crucifixes are different.  The third one on the fourth line: Red and gold. The style is old, the metal is dark, that’s a 50′s rosary, probably a quinceañera one (or it’s maybe older, from the 40′s when the brides carried red roses with their offerings).

The fifth one on the fourth line: It’s a quinceañera rosary with Ignatius’s tear. The style is old and in my part of Mexico is orphan girls who used it. At least it was when I was young. The third one of the fifth line: the blue one with the anchor. That one I have only seen in Veracruz and it doesn’t look new. The fifth one on the fifth line: That’s a 90′s wedding rosary. Black and white patterns were popular on that date. The fourth one on the last line: That’s a first communion rosary from the 30′s. It’s delicate and most probably silver. The rest wrench my heart too, the humble everyday rosaries with wooden beads and knots. Those are cheap and bear the wear and tear of their user handling. But those  I described are much more.

Those are mother’s rosaries.

Those are not just rosaries. Those are mementos, that’s the proof of their families stories. They are taking from them the only portable things they can carry to feel the connection to their families. It’s not a fear tactic. Call it like by its name. It’s dehumanization.

I’m having decidedly unChristian thoughts about this entire administration.

thoughts against this entire administration are 100% Christian; what’s unchristian is to watch these greedy monsters destroy lives and look the other way

Reblogging because I feel helpless to do much else right now.

And because these are the pictures that need to be front and center in my conservative parish…I wonder what would happen if I blew one up and slealth stuck it on the bulletin board.

Note I am not courageous by nature.  Make me do this.  Make me.

Please call attention to this wherever you can. They don’t do this to people they intend to treat fairly or even humanely.

@prairiedawn I triple dog dare you to

At this point in life the only acceptable careers for me are:

1. Village witch

2. Ornamental hermit

3. Holy Roman empress 

4. Town crier

5. Delphian oracle

Vanessa Kirby serving looks as HRH Princess Margaret in The Crown

Millennial culture is having two wildly different conversations with the same person on two different apps at the exact same time

conversation 1: cheese borger

conversation 2: that’s why I think I’m so afraid of making myself vulnerable, because my father taught me I couldn’t ever truly trust anyone

Jhene Aiko and her daughter singing together

I like this music … beautiful music  

your relationship doesn’t have to be toxic to be a bad one. it can be unfulfilling, exhausting, loveless. and someone doesn’t have to be terrible to you for you to leave them. if you aren’t primarily happy in your relationship, you have a valid reason to not be in it. don’t beat yourself up because your situation “could be worse.” if it isn’t what you want, you don’t have to stay in it.

what’s the may mood?

me: queen of having had enough 

when my parents get mad at me for traits they have