not yet…
IS THAT EVEN LEGAL?
I’d be hard pressed to vote for any Democrat ever again. Stealing the primary is a non-starter for me. Hillary and the DNC need to get shoved back under the rock they crawled out from. I say this as a boomer and lifelong Democrat who just registered Green and will be voting Jill Stein. Without free and fair elections we have nothing.
Embrace the null.
A lot of them prefer native Spanish speakers. If you frame it like that, then maybe it is
My local tacqueria, all of 100 yards away, only employs Hispanic folks but I know most of the folks there are relatives of the owner. I know family businesses have some legal “out” for that sort of thing. That said, my local Korean place only has Korean staff so I dunno.
You said that right after a bunch of posts with statistics in them.
I thought those were worse than damned lies.
It’s either legal or everybody everywhere gets away with it. I saw a white waitress in a Chinese place once, cognitive dissonance.
When I was 15 I rode a bicycle to work
Uphill both ways in a blizzard?
Fair enough. I forget not every mom is as overprotective as mine waa.
We had hailstones instead of blizzards
Hmm, sounds like my 20’s and that was 25+ years ago - though I did live on my own and it was tough. Not to de-legitimize the article, but a lot of this is just making your way through life at that age regardless of what image the media portrays of success.
Good. Because every single one of them took part in fucking up the future equally, so it is important that you have no sympathy for any single one of them.
Flaming hailstones, no less, and don’t forget the frogs, locusts, and rivers turning into blood.
I’m not so sure. Pretty much all of my friends besides the super rich ones with lots of connections, are still living with their parents. But my parents and all their friends were living on their own and married and stuff within a few years of high school graduation.
My mom and dad bought their first house when they were 22. That’s unheard of today. And they weren’t even rich. My dad was a carpenter at the time and my mom was a librarian.
Which statistics were those? The only one I saw was about the price of gas, and maybe the one about mortgage rates, although they should both be verified. Everything else was just anecdotes.
And our iPhones weren’t iPhones. They were sharp heavy rocks. That we carried in our pockets for no reason.