What is Democratic Socialism?What is Democratic Socialism?3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Democratic socialists believe that both the economy and society should be run democraticallyto meet public needs, not to make profits for a few. To achieve a more just society, many structures of our government and economy must be radically transformed through greater economic and social democracy so that ordinary Americans can participate in the many decisions that affect our lives. Democracy and socialism go hand in hand. All over the world, wherever the idea of democracy has taken root, the vision of socialism has taken root as welleverywhere but in the United States. Because of this, many false ideas about socialism have developed in the US. With this pamphlet, we hope to answer some of your questions about socialism.
Doesn't socialism mean that the government will own and run everything?
Democratic socialists do not want to create an all-powerful government bureaucracy. But we do not want big corporate bureaucracies to control
The Unfairness of the BailoutsThe Unfairness of the Bailouts3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Though the bank bailouts of 2008 are generally not talked about anymore, they are still an perfect symbol of the way our financial system works, not so much in the fact that these "too big to fail" banks were bailed out in the first place but in the aftermath of the bailouts. Though the banks were bailed out with our tax dollars, the government attached minimal strings at best to the money that was used to keep financial institutions such as Goldman Sachs and AIG afloat. Because of the lack of strings attached to the bailout money, big businesses were able to use our tax dollars to give their executives big bonuses. And that is criminally unfair.
Although the bailouts were necessary to prevent further financial destruction, the bailouts represent something incredibly wrong with our financial system. First, the idea of a financial institution becoming so large and connected with so many people around the world that its failure would create widespread chaos. That in and of itself is some
The Red Pirate - Chapter 4The Red Pirate - Chapter 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A.N. -- So sorry if there are gramatical errors or anything. Also, sorry if it is a bit boring. I'll try to get the next chapter out soon, by the way. Enjoy reading, I suppose. ;v;
You release a sigh of relief as the final work is done. You had been swabbing the deck for quite some time now, under heavy surveillance from Alfred and Kirkland. It had been hard, being constantly bothered by that git Alfred, and also being harassed in front of the crew by Kirkland. It was like the pair had it out for you or something. Still, you had to wonder if maybe you were caught in some sort of a love triangle. It would be slightly awkward, but you assured yourself every once in a while that you had no feelings for either man.
"Yo, ______!" a voice calls out to you in your daze. You shake your head slightly before looking to the side, spotting a man walking towards you. You shake out of your daze as the man stops in front of you. You then realize it was Alfred, one of the men you were thinking
TV societyWhat we think,TV society3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what the screen blinks.
What do we know,
but what were told.
We hold in regard,
a system thats tarred.
Devide and conqure,
the global agenda.
We are all decieved,
false knowlage recieved.
between people of all nations.
We will soon see,
What do we think,
what the sreen blinks.
All of Enternity Vamp!Russia x ReaderAll of Eternity Vamp!Russia x ReaderAll of Enternity Vamp!Russia x Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I've been walking around these woods for hours. How the fudge cakes am I suppose to get out of here?!?"
Hello my name is __________ ___________. I've recently been sent off to the forest by the villagers of my home to get rid of some strange beast that live here within our forest. You see I'm our village's exorcist and I ward off any being of bad signs or monsters from hell. For the past couple of days now the young kids that came to play in the forest has come and made complaints to me saying the keep hearing some strange noise something like a "kolkol" sound. Whatever that was.
So now I'm aimlessly lost in our forest with no food or water. Not even a source of light since it was getting darker out.
Just flipping great. Now what? I still haven't even found what was making that sound and it's kind of freaking me out now. Well then I'll just keep walking until I see something.
Public Education: An American TraditionI'm going to give you some fair warning... This article is very meaty. Very dry. Just so you know.Public Education: An American Tradition2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Every once in a while an angry article comes out talking about how terrible the public education system is, how it's a sham, how we ought to get rid of the whole thing entirely. You know, fun stuff like that.
Well, as someone who graduated from a public school, I figured that it might be a good thing for me to point out a few of the good things that public school does. But not before I point out some of the problems.
The first thing that comes to mind when I think problems with the public school system is class size. Class size makes a difference in children's education. It just makes sense. If there are fewer students per teacher, the teacher is more able to address the needs of individual students. Studies show that s
Revenge Ch. 7Ch. 7Revenge Ch. 73 years ago in Romance More Like This
It has been almost a week since I captured Kirkland. Figuring it was about time to put him to work on the ship, I descended the creaky stairs toward the cells. I haven't spoken to the pirate the past couple days and I was anxious to know the candidates for my revenge. I stood at the door of his prison and was hit by a strong stench that smelled of sweat and moldy food. I held back my urge to gag and hesitantly stepped inside to see a man in tattered clothes and covered in dirt sitting in a corner. Scattered everywhere on the ground were the meals Francis had brought down, all untouched. I stepped over the mess and made my way to Kirkland. Stopping in front of him, I poked his forehead but gained no response. He just stared ahead lifelessly while I poked him again.
"Hey! Are you still alive? Did you break or something? Respond! Hellooo?!" Hey! He blinked. That's it; I'm done trying to be nice. I whacked him on the side of
Alfred's Journal: Entry #1Alfred's Journal: Entry #13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Oh wait, diaries are for pussies!
Yesterday was the premier of that new show Revolution. To be honest, it scared me to death! The thought of my home falling apart because of something as simple as electricity. Electricity. It scares me to death. I mean, what if a blackout like that really occurred? It makes me shudder just thinking about it. Yeesh!
Yesterday was also the 225th anniversary of the creation of my constitution. I still remember that day with the Constitutional Convention in Philadelphia. Goooooood times! I wasn't allowed to sign it though, which kinda sucked. But at least I got to participate in it, which was enough for me.
I went to D.C. to see my constitution yesterday, too. It brought a tear to my eye, honestly. This constitution is as important, if not more important to me and my home than the Declaration of Independence. Without it, there wouldn't be any freedom here. A woman who was standing next to me asked why I was
Alfred x Reader: Down 2Alfred x Reader: Down 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred x Reader: Down 2
A/N: Sorry I just had to deal with a few complications... >.
Detective!England X Mommy!Reader:Kirkland Family17Detective!England X Mommy!Reader:Kirkland Family173 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One month later, you were utterly confused. You had been receiving anonymous love letters, all very sweet and poetic accompanied by bouquets of fresh red roses with an intoxicating sent. Today when you went to check the mailbox, you almost tripped because of the roses littering your path. At first you had thought the roses were from Francis; he had assured you they weren't.
The kids were at Yao's house as usual, playing with Yong soo. You and Arthur both had the day off, for once you had an opportunity to spend time together without Alfred and Matthew.
You had told Arthur how confused you were, and he told you he would help you work out who it was. He said that people like Franklin Blake, Sherlock and Lord Peter Wimsey had been his personal friends, and he had picked up a few detective skills.
Arthur was dressed in a stereotypical cheesy Hollywood detective outfit.
"First, what day did these start to arrive?" he asked while walking around and gesturing to all the roses that lay about.
HetaOni: Leave Out All The RestHetaOni: Leave Out All The Rest3 years ago in Horror More Like This
I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
'Cause no one else cared
Italy ran through the dark corridors of the haunted mansion, his brown leather boots thumping against the hard ground. The Thing was following him, slowly and steadily. Italy knew he could not run much longer, he was running out of energy fast. He was going to die. Falling against the cool wooden surface of a door, he was stunned when it opened to reveal France standing there. "Italy?" The other nation looked surprised. "What are you doing, come inside." He ushered Italy into the room. The latter began feeling a warm liquid trickling down his face.
"Italy, why are you crying?" Germany asked his friend, becoming concerned.
"Come sit with us, aru." China said, patting the seat next to him. Italy, however, remained standing, his back to the door.
After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here?
"Germany, thank you for being such a good friend to me, even t
Pirate!America x Pirate! Reader Request_______________ stared out to sea, she was a proud captain of her ship. She was the first female pirate and the bravest out of all the seven seas. Nothing could stand in her way. Her (h/c) locks were blowing in the wind under her bandana as the waves were rushing underneath her. Her red and black coat's gold trimmings were gleaming in the sunlight.Pirate!America x Pirate! Reader Request3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey princess!!!" That loud and obnoxious voice shouted and she cringed. She turned around to see a handsome young man with dirty blonde hair and sparkling jovial blue eyes that was once her playmate and now stands before her as a rival. His dark blue and red coat was certainly magnificent and rivaled her own regarding expense.
"Do you see a dress on me Alfred?!" ________________ shouted angrily pointing at her clothes. "No! I look like a pirate, don't I?"
"Alright then, if that's the case " Alfred drew his sword. "Hand over yer booty."
"Never you scurvy dog!" _______________ drew her own sword. "I still have to get you back from last t
Snow white and the wicked twist [APH]With skin as white as snow, hair black as ebony, lips red like blood; Maria was born. Tender warmth, the scent of spring passed by. Leaving a bittersweet pain, her mother passed away, and her father had remarried. And her step mother was a malevolent and despotic queen.Snow white and the wicked twist [APH]3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Let's see what the queen is doing, shall we?
"Mirror, oh mirror... Who is the fairest in this world?" She asks the mirror infront of her that seemed to emit a dark aura. "That is you, the queen!" The mask in the mirror told her, before the queen bursts into a wicked laughter.
Back to Maria
Her stepmother was always cold to her, and then, she remembers her mother's love. Embracing it, she danced with illusions happily.
Years later and snow white has become a beautiful maiden, or as you say, young woman.
Meanwhile, in the castle, the queen was at it again. "Mirror, mirror on the wall..Who is the fairest in this world?" She asked, smiling cruelly. As usual, the mirror replies with honesty. "That used to be you, the queen,
Alfred's Journal: Entry #4Dear Journal,Alfred's Journal: Entry #43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I haven't been too happy today. I think everyone else in my home may have forgotten, but today in 1904 Chief Joseph died. He really wasn't a bad guy, he was just trying to protect his tribe. Protect his tribe...from me. He died in one of my Native American reservations of a "broken heart". I regretted doing that to his people for so long now...
But today my cat Hero ran away. Luckily though I found him. I...er...rather not say what he was doing. But there might be kittens running around soon.
Oh, and happy 100th birthday Chuck Jones! Thanks for all those amazing Warner Brothers cartoons!
Pirate Prussia x Reader 14-FINALYou couldn't understand how you were still alive. You were anything but ungrateful but still you couldn't help but wonder how or why you were not trapped in that world. You could feel that Asmos beat you within millimeters of your life. You felt like you couldn't move on even though you wanted to go back to everyone. You finally accepted the fact that you were going to die.Pirate Prussia x Reader 14-FINAL2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You remembered once the watery like surface swallowed you, you sank then your body was shot out like you had wings and was speeding towards the sky. You couldn't see what was making you fly but you heard voices that were all too familiar: your parents and your old friends.
"We're so proud of you." They all said in echoes. Your mother was the last voice you heard before you were sent back to the real world. "You've earned a good life. Don't waste it."
It was very cold and numb for a few moments. The first thing you could feel was warm lips tenderly pressed against your own as a tear rolled down your cheek. Your body
Germany x Reader- 99 Red BalloonsLudwig Beilschmidt pressed his palm against his eyes and slowly brought it down his face as he sighed heavily. He picked up the phone and stared at the dial pad. Whose bright idea was it to have a drinking contest? The first one to lose had to do what the other two said and SOMEHOW, Ludwig was the one to lose. The other two contestants were his older brother Gilbert and his best friend Feliciano Vargas.Germany x Reader- 99 Red Balloons3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He absolutely did not expect to lose AT ALL. But that contest was intense. Ludwig was sure that Feliciano would be the first to lose but surprisingly, the guy could hold his liquor pretty well. It was all Gilbert's fault. If he didn't Ludwig shuddered as he suppressed the reason why he lost to Gilbert who ran to the washroom soon after Ludwig had been defeated. He vowed never to speak of his humiliation again.
Since Gilbert was out of commission, Feliciano told Ludwig what he had to do: He had to call the girl he had a crush on, ______________, and ask to spe
Kirkland Brothers x Reader Chapter 2Kirkland Brothers x Reader Chapter 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
A/N: Woohoo 2nd chapter!! Anyhow enjoy being 8 in the Kirkland household~ Oh and before I forget, thank you guys so very much for all the wonderful comments~!! :3
You were speechless. You looked down and surely enough you were in the body of your 8 year old self.
You sighed and let it all sink in. You looked up to see England with a slight blush on his face and he quickly looked away.
'W-was he staring at me?'
This made you blush as well. Suddenly your stomach decided to make it's needs known and growled loudly. Thus embarrassing you further as well as earning a few laughs from England and you both.
You both headed downstairs. You in only the shirt you had gone to bed in and holding England's hand. When you made it to the kitchen you almost yelled out in surprise due to the three other boys that were there in the kitchen. Two of them you couldn't really identify and assumed them to be Wales and Ireland 10 years older, just like England. The third one you could clearly see was a
Prussia x Reader- As Long As You Are MineGilbert stood under a pine tree as rain poured down all around him, and a few drops were dripping on the hood of his sweater. It's been five years since he was lying under this tree. Not out of enjoyment, not out of laziness, but out of excruciating pain and he was clinging onto dear life in this very spot in this very weather. Five years since he met her. Five years since she saved his life.Prussia x Reader- As Long As You Are Mine3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert was in a gang for most of his preteen and teenaged life. He was wild, rambunctious and did everything he could to be in the spotlight, just once. His parents ignored him in place of his younger brother who was the perfect child in their eyes. Gilbert held no grudge against his little brother, Ludwig, in fact he adored him more than their parents. But he held a grudge against his parents because no matter what he did, he could not please them.
He always felt as an outcast.
And it made him feel filthy.
What was so good about him? He had kept his spirits and confidence at a
GazaGaza6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The smell of death choking their innocence
The salty drops on their cheeks mark their fears
The heavy storm of bombs stretch their sleepless nights
A big confusing cloud of smoke blurs their little empire of ashes & blood
Collapsed houses, fragmented bodies, crumbled lives, broken dreams
The ugly sight boils your blood to death
15 days, 827 dead, 3360 wounded
Rockets dropped from the heavens, bombs fired from hell
aimed at civilians, universities, hospitals
The mosques are down, journalists are caught in the crossfire, ambulances burnt
230 children with their heads blown off
100 bloodless, breathless women
The killing of potential terrorists, they say.
15 days, 827 dead, 3360 wounded
No roads to escape
No shelters to hide
No medicine to heal
No electricity to see
No bread, no water to stay alive.
A mad assault, 1.5 millions under nuclear rains..under siege
15 days, 827 dead, 3360 wounded
The masses in the streets shouting, going crazy, doing whats right
The police jailing revo
JIHAD!Jihad is often mistakenly referred to as a "holy war", but the true meaning of jihad is: a constant struggle to keep our faith and defend the right to freedom of religion.JIHAD!3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
What is jihad, and what in practice is behind this definition of jihad?
The word Jihad comes from the Arabic word JHD, which means "effort". In other words that come from this root are "test", "work" and "fatigue". Essentially Jihad is the practice of religion in the face of oppression and persecution, which results from their own supernatural or human limitations.
First, I want to emphasize that Islam does not call for violence, but rather eliminate all forms of violence and terrorism against Muslims and non-Muslims. Islam, moreover, calls for peace, cooperation, justice and the maintenance of good luck and good for all humanity. This fact is recorded in the Koran, when God says, "God commands justice and doing good acts and generosity to friends and relatives, and He forbids shameful acts and injustice and rebellio