Red Hook Brooklyn here I come!
NYC here we go again… this time hanging out with Kasamas.
"We are very good at preparing to live, but not very good at living. We know how to sacrifice ten years for a diploma and we are willing to work very hard to get a job, a car, a house, and so on. But we have difficulty remembering that we are alive in the present moment, the only moment there is for us."
— Thich Nhat Hanh (via nephilnine)
(Source: yellow-ribbon, via erosum)
Justin Combs worked hard in high school to improve his football game and earn a 3.75 GPA . He recently received a $54,000 merit-based scholarship to UCLA, where he’ll play football.
In April, Forbes named Justin Combs’ dad, Sean “P. Diddy” Combs, the wealthiest artist in hip-hop. Some say the family should return Justin’s scholarship, arguing that Combs should pay for his son’s education and taxpayer money should go to students with greater financial need. Other say Justin Combs earned the scholarship through his grades and athletic ability, and deserves to keep it.
What do you think? Should the Combs family keep, return or donate the money? Should students with wealthy parents have access to merit-based scholarships and financial aid? via @CNN_Blogs
(via npr)
"The federal minimum wage is now $7.25 cents an hour, about $15,080 for a full time, year round worker. At that level, it means poverty wages for a family of three, and weakened demand for the economy. As Cardinal Timothy M. Dolan and New York’s bishops concluded, this leaves workers ‘on the brink of homelessness, with not enough in their paychecks to pay for the most basic of necessities, like food, medicine or clothing for their children.’ Poverty wages offend both justice and common sense. It is time to raise the floor."
(Source: erosum)
Today, I was personally told by the operations manager to take the sign (pictured above) down (which was hanging in my cubicle wall) because someone in HR doesn’t want to see it. The ops mgr did not send me an email to take it down but she physically went into my cubicle and whispered to me to take down my sign.
