“When a little white girl goes missing, online news, supermarket tabloids and cable network stations bombard us with up-to-the-minute dispatches on the crime, the victim, her shattered family and anguished community. When a little black girl is murdered in cold blood by a big city police department it is up to the community and those who care about social justice to ensure that the case doesn’t fade into the national obscurity that is usually reserved for the lives of people of color. The recent execution of 7 year-old Aiyanna Jones by the Detroit Police Department during a raid while she was sleeping in her home is the kind of atrocity that makes many people of color view the police as an occupying army. According to news reports, the Detroit Police were conducting a raid that was being filmed for an A&E reality show. Neighbors informed the police that there were children in the home, but their pleas were ignored. Searching for a suspect who lived in another apartment unit, officers fired into the home from outside, then lobbed a grenade into the house, killing little Aiyanna. By exercising a so-called “no knock” policy in the city’s poorest neighborhoods, the Detroit Police’s criminal disregard for human life and the civil liberties of people of color have kept the community under siege. According to Ron Scott of the Detroit Coalition Against Police Brutality, the Detroit Police have been under a federal consent decree but continue to use military style raids that terrorize black citizens.”—
I hate to read these things. But it is imperious to reblog and spread the word on these intolerable facts happening every day in the world.
probably because i love dee/sometimes they are funny. but generally, they’re just on my nerves. i have no fucks to give about the fab four heterosexuals. finchel is boring. quick is just too dysfunctional. fuinn is whatever man. puckleberry is the most disgusting ship to ever rear its head.
“Well I found in the military, if you’re straight, they’re [gay people serving] not going to mess with you. And as far as I was concerned, if they watched my back then I watched theirs.”—My gramps, on Don’t Ask Don’t Tell