Nice huge delicious bowl of Struggle… #nomorecereal #feltlikecraiginfriday #nevergottwothingsthatmatch #hamnoburger #strugglebowl

nuanced-subversion:

is this beautiful solidarity too much for you, anon?
(also, i feel bad for you.)
nuanced-subversion:

is this beautiful solidarity too much for you, anon?
(also, i feel bad for you.)
nuanced-subversion:

is this beautiful solidarity too much for you, anon?
(also, i feel bad for you.)
nuanced-subversion:

is this beautiful solidarity too much for you, anon?
(also, i feel bad for you.)
nuanced-subversion:

is this beautiful solidarity too much for you, anon?
(also, i feel bad for you.)
nuanced-subversion:

is this beautiful solidarity too much for you, anon?
(also, i feel bad for you.)
nuanced-subversion:

is this beautiful solidarity too much for you, anon?
(also, i feel bad for you.)

nuanced-subversion:

is this beautiful solidarity too much for you, anon?

(also, i feel bad for you.)

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lordflacko91:

alivesoul:

Welcome to Passive, New York

As Andy Henriquez, a 19 year old from Washington Heights lay in his cell dying from a tear in his aorta, an artery that supplies blood to the heart, he asked a guard if he could call his mother just to say goodbye. For days he suffered in pain barely able to breathe as the blood made its way down to his groin. He request was denied. His fellow inmates knew something was wrong. They screamed and kicked doors in a failed bid to get Andy some help.

A doctor who visited him earlier that day prescribed him hand cream and wrote the prescription in the wrong name.

Hours later he was found dead on the floor of his cell.

This happened in April of last year, New Yorkers are just hearing about it today because a suit has been filed by the lawyer of Mr. Henriquez’s family.

In this last year I have been thinking about some things….

I have thought about the death of Eric Garner and the muted outrage that followed.

I have thought about all the black men who were set up by Detective Louis Scarcella from Brooklyn, who have languished in jail for years and are just now having their cases reviewed after it was discovered Scarcella was crooked and the silence that followed.

I have thought about how everyone just accepts that Stop and Frisk is a thing of the past and that the rights of black and brown men here in New York City are not still being violated.

I have thought about how slick it was for our Mayor to parade his black family in front of the cameras to get elected and how New Yorkers have yet to check him for basically being Bloomberg 2.0.

I have thought about those who live in the projects whose stewards, NYCHA, last year said they had a surplus of money to fix them and are now saying this year they have no money.

I have thought about how “affordable housing” here means you must make damn near 100k, yet no one seems to believe that this city hates its poor.

I have thought about the fact that this city has the highest rates of workplace discrimination lawsuits in the country, yet no one wants to address racism in the workplace.

I have thought about how gentrification of this city has made many neighborhoods I once loved and enjoyed unrecognizable and in my view turned its residents into the quietest, softest, most passive lot of New Yorkers I have ever experienced in my lifetime here.

Who the fuck are you people?

There will be very little outrage over Mr. Henriquez’s death. This lot of New Yorkers would be more outraged if you kicked a cat than if you choked a young black man to death or allowed one to internally bleed to death on the floor of a jail cell.

And this is the city that I live in. What a fucking joke all this is so damn true

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kingjaffejoffer:

imsoshive:

i saw a post that said they are no “good” cops cause if they were good they’d report the dirty cops. that’s a valid point, but you know what happens to the good cops that report dirty cops?

image

Realest police officer in history. 

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thesoftghetto:

#Ferguson thesoftghetto:

#Ferguson thesoftghetto:

#Ferguson
“The problem is that white people see racism as conscious hate, when racism is bigger than that. Racism is a complex system of social and political levers and pulleys set up generations ago to continue working on the behalf of whites at other people’s expense, whether whites know/like it or not. Racism is an insidious cultural disease. It is so insidious that it doesn’t care if you are a white person who likes black people; it’s still going to find a way to infect how you deal with people who don’t look like you. Yes, racism looks like hate, but hate is just one manifestation. Privilege is another. Access is another. Ignorance is another. Apathy is another. And so on. So while I agree with people who say no one is born racist, it remains a powerful system that we’re immediately born into. It’s like being born into air: you take it in as soon as you breathe. It’s not a cold that you can get over. There is no anti-racist certification class. It’s a set of socioeconomic traps and cultural values that are fired up every time we interact with the world. It is a thing you have to keep scooping out of the boat of your life to keep from drowning in it. I know it’s hard work, but it’s the price you pay for owning everything.”

Scott Woods (X)

he motherfucking dropped the truth.

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THAT’S THE PRICE YOU PAY FOR OWNING EVERYTHING

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this is a super important explanation to think about whenever you feel like telling someone that something isn’t racist because you don’t hate x person.

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I probably reblogged in the past, but here it is again in that case.

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kingjaffejoffer:

I guess every night is going to end like this

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