assuming the mistake

I’ve never been profiled. I’ve never been stopped and frisked. I’ve never experienced anything of the sort because of the gift that my parents gave me, and that my son’s parents gave him: white skin. I’ve had encounters with police, mostly during my youth, in which I’d done something wrong and thought I was about to get a ticket or go to jail but somehow didn’t, because I managed to take back or apologize for whatever I’d said to a cop in petulance or frustration; these encounters, too, would have likely gone differently, perhaps ended differently, if I hadn’t been white.
 #race   #privilege   #ferguson   #michael brown 
Michael Brown, I am so heartbroken because I know how some of these idiotic people see you. I’m Michael too. I’ve been big, fat, scary, black and worthless too. I know that you were not, and I am not–really big fat, scary, black and worthless—but the social media commentary—scary, fat, big black guy…keeps coming up and it outrages me that we feel like big game in the eyes of people who hide behind screen names and Twitter handles.

(Source: merrylarrystagram)

 #sherlock   #johnlock   #lulz 
you cannot talk sense to animals. if they’re so unhappy here and cannot abide by the law we should provide free passage back to AFRICA.

New Police Tactic in Ferguson: Betray Local Business Owners

The comments at The National Review are doing the racist most. Y’all motherfuckers want to give me a plane ticket home? I’ll take it. First class, please, I think we deserve it.

[x]

(via neoafrican)

 #gay shit 

A BRIEF MICHAEL BROWN/FERGUSON FAQ:

Q: What’s going on?
A: A cop murdered a kid and his department is trying to cover up for him.

Q: Is any other part of this story important?
A: No.

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EXTENDED FAQ:

Q: But what about the convenience store thing?
A: Not important. A cop murdered a kid and his department is trying to cover up for him.

Q: All’s I’m saying is, what IF Brown really assaulted a convenience store clerk?
A: We’ll have time to talk about the appalling criminality of shoplifting and shoving people after we talk about the part where a cop murdered a kid, and then his department tried to cover up for him.

Q: I heard some protestors were trying to loot liquor stores.
A: Things go to shit when the institutions in charge of maintaining civility and order completely fucking fail to do so. A cop murdered a kid and his department is trying to cover up for him. That is literally a failure of civilization.

Q: How about—
A: A cop murdered a kid and his department is trying to cover up for him.

No further questions, because this is really not that difficult of a situation, unless you want to ask “How the fuck is this happening in the United States of America in 2014?”. (The answer to that question, depressingly, is that we aren’t nearly as enlightened a people as we like to tell ourselves. Turns out lazily idling about and telling ourselves how great it is that all our problems were solved decades ago doesn’t actually make all those problems go away.)

[By one of my many Metafilter crushes from afar, Rory Marinich/@rinich]

the world is so fucked up, let’s just all go see guardians of the galaxy again

(Source: youtube.com)

Waiting for the trolley the other day, two cops walked up and started questioning me about what I was doing. Complete daylight, reading a kindle, at a public transportation stop: blackness was suspicious enough to warrant interrogation. #iftheygunnedmedown

Waiting for the trolley the other day, two cops walked up and started questioning me about what I was doing. Complete daylight, reading a kindle, at a public transportation stop: blackness was suspicious enough to warrant interrogation. #iftheygunnedmedown

 #race   #racism   #police brutality   #media   #representation 
 #race   #blackness   #racism   #michael brown   #trayvon   #l'sigh 

god it’s hard to see someone succumb to depression. 

the fight is daily, it never ends. you wake up in self-hate, you live in loneliness, you exhaust what small energy you have on seeming normal and hiding your true self for the comfort of other people.

as someone who shrouds herself in humor as a means of papering over depression, robin williams’ death hits particularly hard.

the fight is daily. it is daily, constant, irrespective of our circumstances. it is daily, ceaseless, unremitting. its waning is malicious: if it ebbs, you notice only in order to anticipate its return.

it is daily, even when you find moments of joy, moments of distraction, moments—ever scare—of connection.

and so i shed my tears for a brilliant man. just yesterday i was gushing over his triumphant performance in the birdcage (yes, i find it triumphant WHAT ABOUT IT) and now he is gone he has succumbed he gave up the fight.

i can’t blame him. do i (don’t admit it) even envy him a bit? or is that just the the overdramatic adolescent inside of me—high on camus and disorienting hormones—speaking up in sad solidarity?

it is tiring to constantly swat away dark clouds, to reach desperately for the ever-elusive sun. there seems to be (however embarrassingly, however selfishly) warmth is giving up.

siempre adelante, semper fi. 

goodnight, dear king.

 #cities   #culture   #gay culture   #gayborhoods   #lgbtq 
theparisreview:

James Wolcott on the scourge of nineties nostalgia: “Mostly a white people’s pastime, nostalgia used to be a pining for an idealized yesteryear, for a prelapsarian world tinted in sepia … the Internet and cable TV have colonized the hive mind and set up carnival pavilions. Now every delight is obtainable and on display at an arcade that never closes … This anxious, ravenous speedup of nostalgia—getting wistful over goodies that never went away—is more than a reflection of the overall acceleration of digital culture, a pathetic sign of our determination to dote on every last shiny souvenir of our prolonged adolescence, and an indictment of our gutless refusal to face the rotten future like Stoic philosophers.”
For more of this morning’s roundup, click here.

theparisreview:

James Wolcott on the scourge of nineties nostalgia: “Mostly a white people’s pastime, nostalgia used to be a pining for an idealized yesteryear, for a prelapsarian world tinted in sepia … the Internet and cable TV have colonized the hive mind and set up carnival pavilions. Now every delight is obtainable and on display at an arcade that never closes … This anxious, ravenous speedup of nostalgia—getting wistful over goodies that never went away—is more than a reflection of the overall acceleration of digital culture, a pathetic sign of our determination to dote on every last shiny souvenir of our prolonged adolescence, and an indictment of our gutless refusal to face the rotten future like Stoic philosophers.”

For more of this morning’s roundup, click here.

 #nostalgia   #90s   #nineties   #culture 

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