More Than You Wanna Know

TMI is my middle name. You are reading my blog, but be warned, there might be more than you wanna know. Also, this all might be fiction.


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Reblogged from thepeoplesrecord
thepeoplesrecord:

FBI billboards not about Assata Shakur; it’s about repressing the black communityMay 5, 2013
Following the ludicrous announcement that the Obama administration has placed Assata Shakur on its “most wanted terrorist list”, the FBI has erected billboards in Newark, New Jersey announcing its recently increased $2 million dollar reward. However, any critically thinking person knows that these billboards are not about capturing Assata Shakur but sending a message to the rest of us. Interestingly, perhaps just a coincidence or not, Newark, New Jersey is the place where a theater co-owned by Shaquille O’Neil, recently reneged on an agreement to show a popular independent film about the life of another former member of the Black Panther Party for Self Defense, political prisoner Mumia Abu-Jamal.Is Assata Shakur in New Jersey? No, she is not and the FBI and the Obama administration know exactly where she is, in Cuba where she has lived since being granted political asylum by its government in 1979 after escaping from prison. 
This is not about Assata Shakur, it is about sending a message to the Black community and those that live within it who stand up to police violence, oppression and murder of residents, one of the very reasons for the formation of the Black Panthers. It is about the political repression of those who advocate on the behalf of the many political prisons being held by the United States government often in torturous conditions. It is about sending a message to anyone who would take up arms in defense of life, liberty and true freedom in a country that is home to the largest prison population in the world which the federal government and various corporations use as slave labor. It is about sending a message to those that would dare stand up and point out that the US government is the most violent entity on the planet and one that commits acts of terrorism against non-white people and nations on behalf of maintaining the American imperialist status-quo.Why else would the U.S. government seek to name Assata Shakur as a domestic terrorist after all these decades? We are talking about a woman who was shot twice while attempting to give herself up to police who were co-operating with Federal authorities to target and assassinate or otherwise eliminate members of the Black Liberation movement just as they had done and admitted in a civil lawsuit to doing to Martin Luther King Jr.The FBI and its corporate media wing fail to report the details of the sham case built against Assata Shakur after failing to win convictions on other trump up charges. The corporate media is failing to point out that a police officer, a state witness against Assata Shakur for the murder of another police officer, has recanted his testimony and admitted to lying on the stand. Medical personnel stated that because of nerves severed by a bullet, Assata Shakur would have been physically prevented from firing a weapon and it was also stated that her wounds indicate her hands were raised when she was shot consistent with her claim that she was giving herself up.Just as Assata Shakur has pointed out that COINTELPRO utilized and received full cooperation from the corporate media to demonize and alienate freedom fighters from the people who supported them, corporate media today is still fulfilling that role. The concept of a free and independent press in America has always been a fraud and it remains so today.
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Read more about Assata Shakur & find a link to her autobiography here.

I want this on every blog, tumblr or personal website. look for the truth.

thepeoplesrecord:

FBI billboards not about Assata Shakur; it’s about repressing the black community
May 5, 2013

Following the ludicrous announcement that the Obama administration has placed Assata Shakur on its “most wanted terrorist list”, the FBI has erected billboards in Newark, New Jersey announcing its recently increased $2 million dollar reward. However, any critically thinking person knows that these billboards are not about capturing Assata Shakur but sending a message to the rest of us. Interestingly, perhaps just a coincidence or not, Newark, New Jersey is the place where a theater co-owned by Shaquille O’Neil, recently reneged on an agreement to show a popular independent film about the life of another former member of the Black Panther Party for Self Defense, political prisoner Mumia Abu-Jamal.

Is Assata Shakur in New Jersey? No, she is not and the FBI and the Obama administration know exactly where she is, in Cuba where she has lived since being granted political asylum by its government in 1979 after escaping from prison.

This is not about Assata Shakur, it is about sending a message to the Black community and those that live within it who stand up to police violence, oppression and murder of residents, one of the very reasons for the formation of the Black Panthers. It is about the political repression of those who advocate on the behalf of the many political prisons being held by the United States government often in torturous conditions. It is about sending a message to anyone who would take up arms in defense of life, liberty and true freedom in a country that is home to the largest prison population in the world which the federal government and various corporations use as slave labor. It is about sending a message to those that would dare stand up and point out that the US government is the most violent entity on the planet and one that commits acts of terrorism against non-white people and nations on behalf of maintaining the American imperialist status-quo.

Why else would the U.S. government seek to name Assata Shakur as a domestic terrorist after all these decades? We are talking about a woman who was shot twice while attempting to give herself up to police who were co-operating with Federal authorities to target and assassinate or otherwise eliminate members of the Black Liberation movement just as they had done and admitted in a civil lawsuit to doing to Martin Luther King Jr.

The FBI and its corporate media wing fail to report the details of the sham case built against Assata Shakur after failing to win convictions on other trump up charges. The corporate media is failing to point out that a police officer, a state witness against Assata Shakur for the murder of another police officer, has recanted his testimony and admitted to lying on the stand. Medical personnel stated that because of nerves severed by a bullet, Assata Shakur would have been physically prevented from firing a weapon and it was also stated that her wounds indicate her hands were raised when she was shot consistent with her claim that she was giving herself up.

Just as Assata Shakur has pointed out that COINTELPRO utilized and received full cooperation from the corporate media to demonize and alienate freedom fighters from the people who supported them, corporate media today is still fulfilling that role. The concept of a free and independent press in America has always been a fraud and it remains so today.

Source

Read more about Assata Shakur & find a link to her autobiography here.

I want this on every blog, tumblr or personal website. look for the truth.

(via veganemelda)

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Why I broke up with Patrick and other related mussings.

It looks like I am moving to NYC in a couple of months.

I find it laughable when people talk about PT to me. Not always and not in general, but specifically about the break up.
My mom thought he broke up with me and was shocked when I said it was me who did it. It is funny because after that conversation with him, the rage in my heart just poured and poured out. I think he still thinks I was bluffing.  It took me some time to be able to see it all, but for some time now I have understood why. And when I talk about him with other, my voice still carries the love I have for him. My tone denotes how much i admire and respect him, and people are surprised. So here I am going to write it out for myself. Not that i expect folks to read all this, and i am definitely not sending people a link to this! Haha…that be too much.


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You are the love of my life, you are the love of my life. This time, it’s over.
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Reblogged from josepheatsbrains

Near the shores in the city of Van, a cat and a fox are often seen playing together. A local said he first saw them together when they shared some left over fish from a fisherman. The pair soon began to play together and it has now been over a year since they began this unlikely alliance.

ek! How awesome!

(via kansasvegan)

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Reblogged from luminescentblade
newageamazon:

luminescentblade:

Miss America gurl are you my kindred spirit or somethingPunch everyone is my favourite kind of plan

I relate to Miss America. 
Sometimes people just don’t understand.
Punching works.
IT ALWAYS WORKS.

newageamazon:

luminescentblade:

Miss America gurl are you my kindred spirit or something
Punch everyone is my favourite kind of plan

I relate to Miss America. 

Sometimes people just don’t understand.

Punching works.

IT ALWAYS WORKS.

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Reblogged from hidden-glow
silverdisaster:

fuckyeahlatinamericanhistory:

This is from Babel (2006).

Gael <3

silverdisaster:

fuckyeahlatinamericanhistory:

This is from Babel (2006).

Gael <3

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Birthday.

It is PTs birthday today. I miss him. Again and again a loop. I don’t think he know how much I understand, how much I don’t know him but also how much I still do.

Saw a photo of him yesterday and I cried and I cried. He got so skinny! I’m loosing weight too, biking everywhere, but not quite like him. I wonder how he feels about it, how he sees himself. I wonder how it feels to hug him or touch his face. I also wonder what his butt looks like..hehe.

The reason I was mad at him is still there, still valid. I don’t hate him anymore but I think that there is still too much anger on my part towards him in order for us to be friends. We haven’t been friends since the break-up, although he had said we were.  We’d had this amazing conversation, when the love we still have for each other came through, but that is different.

I keep imagining what it would be like to see him again. To go up to him and just give him a big hug. I’d probably start crying. Breaks my heart. My heart is still broken over him. But like I said recently “I will not be surprised if we date again, I will not be surprised if we don’t. I know that we will be friends again, in some way there is a future there.”

I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. Happy birthday.

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Reblogged from oliviacirce

After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,
I heard the announcement:
If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,
Please come to the gate immediately.

Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.
An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,
Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.
Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her
Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she
Did this.

I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.
Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,
Sho bit se-wee?

The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—
She stopped crying.

She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.
She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the
Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,

Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.
We called her son and I spoke with him in English.
I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and
Would ride next to her—Southwest.

She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.

Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and
Found out of course they had ten shared friends.

Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian
Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.

She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering
Questions.

She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered
Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—
And was offering them to all the women at the gate.

To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a
Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,
The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same
Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.

And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—
Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African
American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice
And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.

And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—
Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,

With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always
Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.

And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,
This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped
—has seemed apprehensive about any other person.

They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.
This can still happen anywhere.

Not everything is lost.

Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.” I think this poem may be making the rounds, this week, but that’s as it should be.  (via oliviacirce)

I needed this today. And I’m posting it on my Facebook tomorrow. Thank you. 

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Reblogged from tzintzuntzan
pretendpagan:

Trans* activists in Mexico City, protesting violence against the LGBTQ community.

pretendpagan:

Trans* activists in Mexico City, protesting violence against the LGBTQ community.

(Source: tzintzuntzan, via fuckyeahmexico)