Republicans: Felons should NEVER regain the right to vote. Got a felony for pot possession when you were 21? Fuck off. If you can’t follow the law, you don’t get to vote on the law.
Also Republicans: I mean, even if Kavanaugh IS an attempted rapist who drank underage in high school, whatever. It’s not disqualifying even if its true. I still think he should serve a LIFETIME POSITION ON THE SUPREME COURT.
Not only that, but he perjured himself 3 separate times in front of the Senate, first during his confirmation when Bush nominated him to the DC court, again during his SCOTUS hearing, and then again this past week.
Perjury is, wait for it, a felony.
hold on a second, why does this say ‘REGAIN right to vote’? Are prisoners in USA not allowed to vote???
Yeah in a lot of places in the USA any felony charge loses you the right to vote. It’s called felony disenfranchisement
… Wouldn’t that allow government to strip opposition activists of political rights by arresting them on manufactured charges? That sounds EXTREMELY undemocratic and easily exploitable.
Some people are commenting by saying that when an employee is fired, it’s because the employee did something wrong.
But the same is true when someone quits. Usually an employee quits because their boss did something wrong. For example, if the boss doesn’t pay a living wage, then the boss has been doing something wrong for literally every second that the employee was there.
listen I literally identify with sollux the most out of any of the characters in this wretched comic we all adore, so know it comes from a loving place when i say that he really didn’t do anything at all. like im thinking about this guy and rereading moments with him, thinking about doing a small comic or some shit and he literally didn’t do anything. his biggest moment where he gave his life powering a ship was immediately followed by him actually being chill and fine and totally good.
he literally just decided to not participate in the primary conceit of half of the dialogue. its like if one of the characters from friends decided to mind their fucking business and not get to know any of their neighbors.
sollux literally just wants to hold hands with aradia, yell at/with karkat, and talk to feferi about how much he misses aradia. if anything else is involved he’s not interested. he literally was so uninvested in everyones issues that he barely appears in anything involving the ending or earth C.
i began this as a snide and goofy critique of the use of his character but honestly it just makes me respect him more. this is how he would have wanted it. let him and his ghost gf be freaky cryptids. hes happy.
It’s quite in the early morning throughout the 1-A dorms. Sundays before six a.m. are often like that, Shinsou thinks as his eyes force themselves open. The sun is hardly peaking through his blinds even though the sky is light. It’s not surprising for him to be awake so early. He’s never slept well through the night no matter how hard he tries to. Sighing, he turns into the warm body sprawled softly next to him. Shinsou blinks more of the blur from his eyes and lets a private smile slip on to his lips as he takes in his sleeping boyfriend’s expression.
Midoriya’s lips are parted just the smallest amount, his breath fanning gently on to Shinsou’s cheek and his brows are furrowed as he dreams. His green curls are haloed by the slowly rising sun and become a hundred different shades in the peaceful morning light. It’s breathtaking. He shuffles just a bit in his sleep and sighs as he slips closer to Shinsou’s body. Shinsou doesn’t always like waking up early, but he supposes it’s worth it if he gets to wake up to this.
He’s content with staring at Midoriya’s sleep slack face when a small explosion from above rocks his room and is just loud enough to rouse his boyfriend from slumber. Shinsou promises himself he’ll get Bakugou back in some way before days end. Green eyes blink open sluggishly and then Midoriya’s lips are splitting into a bashful, tired smile and it makes Shinsou’s stomach flood with happy warmth.
“Mmmm,” Midoriya hums, then inches the rest of the way to the other boy, letting his head fall forward on to Shinsou’s chest, likely in an attempt to get comfortable again and fall asleep if he’s lucky. “Shinsou,” he says in a lulled sleepy tone and the warmth in Shinsou’s stomach flares to the rest of his limbs and makes him so indescribably happy.
“I like it when you say my name like that,” Shinsou admits quietly into Midoirya’s mop of curls. Midoirya, in response, hums again but pulls away, a little more awake but still sleep-soft at the edges.
“Why’s that?” he asks, so much more honest about his curiosity when he’s not sharp with consciousness. It’s something Shinsou loves to exploit. But this morning it seems like it’s his turn for confessions.
“Because when you say it like that it makes it sound like you don’t want me anywhere else but right here,” he punctuates his words by wrapping an arm loosely around Midoriya’s waist and pulling him just a little closer, giving himself the ability to hide his face in his boyfriend’s hair. Midoriya wiggles one of his arms free and slips it around Shinsou’s waist as well.
“It sounds like that because it’s true.” Shinsou hadn’t thought he could get any warmer that early morning but Midoriya was someone who seemed to always be able to prove him wrong…
Cheloneuniverse 