Tonight House Republicans voted 217 to 215 for a budget that'll take $1 TRILLION dollars from Medicaid, attack food benefits for kids, hurt seniors and vets.
but I don't want to talk about that, I want to talk about these two Democratic members of Congress you've never ever heard of.
Democrats, Congressman Kevin Mullin of California and Congresswoman Brittany Pettersen of Colorado.
Congressman Mullin had knee surgery that didn't go well, two surgeries, a life threatening blood clot and a week long stay in the hospital, and the moment he was discharged from the hospital he got on a five hour flight to DC to vote against the Republicans evil budget, using a walker to get to the floor of the House
Congresswoman Pettersen gave birth to her son Sam, in the picture, exactly one month ago on January 25th. They flew from Colorado to DC after Republicans refused to allow her to vote by proxy after having a baby. Congresswoman Pettersen took Sam onto the floor of the House to vote to protect the Health care of 400,000 Colorado kids.
why talk about this? because so much of the conversion is about telling people there's no one good, no one worthy, no one fighting. I promise you there are people undergoing personal hardship to do the right thing.
no sentence fills me with utter loathing so much as "i asked chatgpt"
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Potter stood in the living room, keenly staring at their first jigsaw hung on the wall.
“I hate to be the bearer of bad news but that puzzle piece is never going to be found,” Draco said from the couch.
“Why are you so sure?” He asked turning around to face him.
“It’s a tiny piece lost in a big world,” Draco replied without looking away from his book.
There was a pregnant pause before Potter declared, “I’m going to find it.” Draco scoffed but looked up at Potter; who had been staring at him intently. “You’ll see.”
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One unlucky day, Draco overslept. He walked into the kitchen for a late breakfast but Potter’s already there, a loud muggle machine making aggravating noises. He stood against the counter with a faraway gaze, his hair ostensibly sleep tussled, an oversized shirt draped over his frame, and bare feet on the linoleum floor. Whether he’d just gotten out of bed or was trying out a new look was unclear. It’s always hard to tell with Potter.
As Draco entered the room, his sleep-addled mind couldn't help but blurt out, “What on Earth is that?”
Potter snapped his gaze towards Draco, coming back from wherever his mind had went. “The coffee machine?” he asked confusedly.
“I refuse to believe that thing brews coffee.”
Potter didn’t respond and proceeded to press a button, and coffee spilled from the machine’s mouth into Potter’s ugly sienna colored mug. He handed the mug to Draco, who hesitantly took a sip.
It tasted entirely mediocre and incredibly bland, perfect to Potter’s taste. “I’ve had better,” he spoke truthfully and handed back the mug. Potter shrugged and went on to add—certainly an unhealthy—high amount of sugar to it. Still with the same mug, he brought it to his lips, inches away from where Draco’s had been, and sipped the coffee.
Draco’s breath momentarily hitched so he turned around and asked Kreacher to bring breakfast to his room.
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Draco Malfoy is a Girl Dad. You're telling me this man wouldn't wear a feather boa and sit in a comically small chair drinking tea (water) from a tiny china cup??? Unacceptable. That man's entire existence revolves around his daughter's convoluted stuffed animal heirarchy.
Actually that no punctuation plot hole ooc wattpad fanfic written by that 12 year old will ALWAYS be better than character ai. And I love that 12 year old btw
My sheylas 💛
Inspired by my fanfic, To Be Loved Is To Be Changed, and It Was All Just A Game by Write_me227
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“I just know that something good is gonna happen, I don’t know when. But just saying it could even make it happen.”
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