Gotta Say, Short Term 12 was a great movie. It had MAJOR FEELS! I did not cry but I came close (to crying).
The movie is about life at a facility for teenagers where they live there short term; like 5 weeks up to 3 years. It is supposed to be a “safe environment” where they can live and work through their problems. The movie is basically told through the lens of the main character played by Brie Larson. Her eyes can kill.
If you are the kind of person who feels empathy (and sympathy) for others, then this movie is going to hit you in the heart. The film just works on lots of different levels.
Also, if you consider yourself to be someone who “likes GOOD movies” then I have to give this movie a DOUBLE RECOMMENDATION because of how good it is. It is not a comedy but it does have some humor.
As somebody who has worked with kids and teenagers, I can relate.
BIG RECOMMENDATION from DJ ROBO BISCUIT.
-Biscuit; “stay fluffy”; Sunday May 22, 2016
March 5th, 2017
Dear President Trump,
I am contacting you as a concerned citizen. I care about race relations in this country. I also care about Freedom.
As you have probably seen by now, you can’t just “Make America Great Again” by simply BEING Donald Trump. The Working Class people of this country are still working class people and still have the same problems. Will you be lowering taxes? Will you be dispersing free money (a “stimulus”)?
I know this letter is risky considering the most recent round of censorship. I am shocked that you have been using your Presidential powers to limit the First Amendment rights of the people of this Great Nation. Your Ego has made you infallible. It seems that most recently now, all people who publicly write against you … they seem to no longer write again. And it appears that news stories are released and then pulled back. President Trump, I have read “1984” by George Orwell and you shall not turn this country into a Totalitarian State and you shall not become Big Brother. If you will continue to censor the people of America then what is it that makes America “Greater” than China?
It seems that people have been disappearing. People have been disappearing and there is no record or clue of what has occurred. Have you been using a Secret Police Mr. President?
Please cease and desist with your Xenophobic actions. Although American workers have benefitted from the public works project coded as “The Great Wall” … I strongly believe this Country needs the Mexican Immigrants. America is a melting pot and you simply can not stop throwing in the ingredients.
I know many of your supporters suffer from Islamophobia. However, the bigots do not represent the whole of the American people. This country needs Muslims and the world needs Muslims. You can not paint the whole Muslim people with a broad brush because their exist a small portion of Radicals.
It seems that your current actions to “Make America Great” have only made things worse. Stop working with your Ego and please work with your Brain.
I know this letter is dangerous and speaking out against “The Donald” has sealed my fate.
-DJ ROBO BISCUIT
In one respect, Ann was typical of the low-wage working people I spoke with across the country – in New Hampshire towns, North Carolina fields, and Los Angeles Housing Projects. They were white and black, Latino and Asian, native-born and newly arrived in America, and they were not gripped by rage. Ann did not point a finger of blame. She did not make sweeping criticisms of society at large. “I got myself into this, I made the choices,” she said plainly. “In spite of the fact that the credit card companies are taking advantage of people, that they’re really awful in charging such awful interest rates, I made the choice of using them. I haven’t used them in a couple of years. And plus I can’t answer the phone.” She did not answer the phone because she hated to hear the bill collectors. “They have all kinds of tones of voices,” she said. They left alarming messages on the answering machine, like, “Call this number immediately.”
Always when she talked this way she then apologized for “complaining.” But I was an instigator in her complaints, I suppose, for I kept asking questions. What does this feel like? What do you think about? How foreign does the zone along the edge of poverty seems to someone who grew up in middle-class comfort? “Nobody really wants to know that sometimes $2 is a significant amount, and $25 always is tremendous,” she said, as if this condition still amazed her as well. “Tell me it’s not true for ordinary, everyday people. Is it the same? I mean, normal life” — she gave a despairing laugh — “before life was like this. I can’t remember. I can’t remember what it was like. I mean, every day and every night when I’m trying to fall asleep, there’s this worry hanging. Is the car gonna make it through because I haven’t maintained it properly? How am I gonna get this? I know I have to do this. How am I gonna get it done? How am I gonna stretch to get these bills paid? If one extra thing happens — .” – Excerpt from The Working Poor Invisible in America by David K Shipler