Augh

I think this reflects our confused spiritual relationship with our own past. We feel a strong and intuitive affinity for what we used to build, while our contemporary frameworks consider such buildings misguided and "immoral". The mind says massing prohibitions and setbacks; the heart says beautiful masonry, higgeldy-piggeldy layouts, and Victorians. Rather than resolve the tension, we designate large fractions of our city ontologically confused, simultaneously protected and illegal; sanctified and condemned.

noi bianchi ci mangiamo la pizza i panini e tante altre cose con le mani però il problema è mangiare il RISO

noi bianchi ci mangiamo la pizza i panini e tante altre cose con le mani però il problema è mangiare il RISO

The largest supermarket in Britain, that operates on razor-thin margins, is about to be crushed for the crime of paying different jobs different salaries, while our legislature shrugs. How dare they suggest that “so-called market rates” can exist in Soviet Britain.

for those of you who are unaware, British employment commissions have in the past found that you need to pay people the same salary for *completely different jobs* if one job attracts more men and the other more women. and that this claim can be backdated to bankrupt you.