1. White terrorists are called “gunmen.” What does that even mean? A person with a gun? Wouldn’t that be, like, everyone in the US? Other terrorists are called, like, “terrorists.”
2. White terrorists are “troubled loners.” Other terrorists are always suspected of being part of a global plot, even when they are obviously troubled loners.
3. Doing a study on the danger of white terrorists at the Department of Homeland Security will get you sidelined by angry white Congressmen. Doing studies on other kinds of terrorists is a guaranteed promotion.
4. The family of a white terrorist is interviewed, weeping as they wonder where he went wrong. The families of other terrorists are almost never interviewed.
5. White terrorists are part of a “fringe.” Other terrorists are apparently mainstream.
6. White terrorists are random events, like tornadoes. Other terrorists are long-running conspiracies.
7. White terrorists are never called “white.” But other terrorists are given ethnic affiliations.
8. Nobody thinks white terrorists are typical of white people. But other terrorists are considered paragons of their societies.
9. White terrorists are alcoholics, addicts or mentally ill. Other terrorists are apparently clean-living and perfectly sane.
10. There is nothing you can do about white terrorists. Gun control won’t stop them. No policy you could make, no government program, could possibly have an impact on them. But hundreds of billions of dollars must be spent on police and on the Department of Defense, and on TSA, which must virtually strip search 60 million people a year, to deal with other terrorists.
Juan Cole, 08/09/2012
Juan Cole actually wrote this 4 days after a white terrorist, yes, terrorist, murdered 6 and injured 4 people at a Sikh gurdwara in Wisconsin. The terrorist who committed said crime spoke of an impending “racial holy war” beforehand and was a member of white supremacist/neo-Nazi hate groups.
Three African-American Teenagers Arrested For Waiting While Black [TW: Racism, Ethnocentrism, White Privilege]
A police officer arrested three teens last week as they were standing outside a store in downtown Rochester, New York. Their crime: Waiting for a school bus.
The three boys — Raliek Redd, 16, Deaquon Carelock, 16, and Wan’Tauhjs Weathers, 17 — are star athletes at Edison Tech high school, and were waiting to be taken to a basketball game when they were spotted by an officer.
It seems the store adjacent to their pick-up spot was being monitored by police due to past complaints from the owner of teens loitering outside.
The officer asked the teens to disperse, but they explained that they were waiting to be picked up by a bus. The officer again asked the teens to disperse.
"We tried to tell them that we were waiting for the bus," Wan’Tauhjs told WHEC. “We weren’t catching a city bus, we were catching a yellow bus. He didn’t care. He arrested us anyways.”
The three were charged with with disorderly conduct and obstructing the sidewalk.
While they were being handcuffed, their coach, Jacob Scott, arrived at the scene and attempted to reason with the cop.
"He goes on to say, ‘If you don’t disperse, you’re going to get booked as well," Scott recalled. “I said, ‘Sir, I’m the adult. I’m their varsity basketball coach. How can you book me? What am I doing wrong? Matter of fact, what are these guys doing wrong?’”
A school board member has since come out in defense of the arrested teens, saying this is not a new phenomenon.
"I’m very concerned about a pattern of young people being abused by police authority," Rochester City School Board Member Mary Adams is quoted as saying. “To me, this seems like a really clear case, part of a pattern.”
The boys were scheduled to enter their plea before a judge last Friday, but their hearing has been postponed until December 11.
Most people have heard of purity balls — formal events where young women pledge their abstinence to their fathers until they marry — but we had no idea that the tradition had an equivalent for young men. The difference is that Integrity balls do not involve a young boy pledging his virginity to his mother because he wants to stay virtuous. As Jessica Valenti explains to Shecter:
[Integrity balls are] not about ownership or I’m pledging my virginity to my mother or it’s important for me to wait because that makes me a virtuous man. The language was: ‘I shouldn’t have sex because that’s someone’s future wife or that’s someone’s daughter.’ So you don’t want to do damage to someone else’s property.
Ew ew ew ew ew.
"Black Wall Street, the name fittingly given to one of the most affluent all-Black communities in America, was bombed from the air and burned to the ground by mobs of envious Whites. In a period spanning fewer than 12 hours, a once thriving Black business district in northern Tulsa lay smoldering – a model community destroyed and a major African-American economic movement resoundingly defused.
The night’s carnage left some 3,000 African Americans dead and over 600 successful businesses lost. Among these were 21 churches, 21 restaurants, 30 grocery stores and two movie theaters, plus a hospital, a bank, a post office, libraries, schools, law offices, a half dozen private airplanes and even a bus system. As could have been expected, the impetus behind it all was the infamous Ku Klux Klan, working in consort with ranking city officials and many other sympathizers.
The best description of Black Wall Street, or Little Africa as it was also known, would be to compare it to a mini Beverly Hills. It was the golden door of the Black community during the early 1900s, and it proved that African Americans could create a successful infrastructure. That’s what Black Wall Street was all about.
The dollar circulated 36 to 100 times, sometimes taking a year for currency to leave the community. Now a dollar leaves the Black community in 15 minutes. As for resources, there were Ph.D.s residing in Little Africa, Black attorneys and doctors. One doctor was Dr. Berry, who owned the bus system. His average income was $500 a day, hefty pocket change in 1910…”
How many pigeons does it take to use a drinking fountain? In Brisbane, Australia, apparently the answer is three! Earlier this month, a trio of industrious birds Down Under figured out how to operate a water fountain by observing humans and then making their move when the coast was clear. The feathered friends reportedly spent 10 minutes bathing and sipping from the fountain, taking turns pushing the lever for each other until all were quenched. Who are you calling a birdbrain now?
I need to make a tag for animal related pictures. This is brilliant!
Observation and cooperation. They’ll be learning how to pull pints next. Yet another reason to conceal your PIN at the ATM…
Men who want to flirt with women have to realize: Women live in a state of continual vigilance about sexual safety. It’s like having a mild case of hay fever that never goes away. It’s not debilitating. You’re not weak. You’re not afraid. You just suck it up and get on with your life. It’s nothing that’s going to stop you from making discoveries, or climbing mountains, or falling in love. Sometimes you can almost forget about it. It doesn’t mean it’s not there, subtly sucking your energy. You learn to avoid situations that make it worse and seek out conditions that make it better.
If a female stranger is wary around you, it is not because she suspects you are a rapist, or that all men are rapists. It’s because a general level of circumspection is what vigilance requires. Don’t take it personally.
If this frustrates you, try to remember that women are blamed for lapsed vigilance. If a woman does get raped, everyone rushes to see where she let her guard down. Was she drinking? Was she alone? Was she wearing a short skirt? Did she go to a strange man’s room for coffee at 4am?
A woman must be seen to be vigilant as well as be vigilant. If she is deemed insufficiently vigilant, she will be at least partly blamed for any sexual violence that befalls her. If she’s regarded as downright reckless, that “evidence” can be used to completely exonerate her rapist. If it comes down to a he said/she said dispute over whether sex was consensual, as so many rape cases do, the dispute becomes a referendum on whether the woman seems like the sort of reckless person who would have sex with a stranger.
If a woman does go back to a strange man’s hotel room at 4am, even if she only wants a coffee and conversation, she’s more or less given him the power to rape her. No jury is going to believe she went up there for anything but sex. So, don’t be surprised if a stranger reacts badly to that suggestion.
This is accurate and extremely well-said and 100% more coherent than I could ever be, although I will try to keep the phrasing of that whole first paragraph in mind.
It is December 6th, and I remember.
I was 13 years old when Marc Lépine opened fire and murdered 14 women for being at engineering school when he wasn’t. He blamed feminism for the situation he was in, and murdered these women for being in non-traditional jobs, for being there.
Every year, the memorials I go to are different. Some are quiet - I remember several winters in the snow, holding candles and reciting names like a talisman against violence.
Geneviève Bergeron, 21 years old. Hélène Colgan, 24 years old. Nathalie Croteau, 24 years old.
When I was younger, they seemed impossibly mature and sophisticated. I used to imagine them laughing and enjoying university, cut down without warning. Now that I’m 35, they seem so young, and I wonder if they were afraid.
Self reblog from last year. Still worth reading. Still remembering.
Today is the anniversary of the Montreal Massacre.
I will not forget.
I used to have 6 cats. Now I have 4.
Feeding 6 cats a strict diet was really hard, and most often resulted in chaos and injuries, so I switched to open feeding. Predictably, they gained weight. Like, a lot of weight.
So, I decided that I should switch from the cheap walmart stuff ($10 for a 15 lb. bag) to something healthier with less filler.
I went to Petco and chose Nutro brand. It seemed like a great deal. $25 for a 15 lb. bag instead of $30-$50. I didn’t bother reading reviews, because, clearly this stuff had to be better than my cheap bag of Friskies or 9lives or whatever.
I regret that more than anything.
Less than two weeks after opening the first bag, our youngest cat Loki started getting sick.
He was slightly anemic, vomiting, diarrhea. I pushed water, decided to keep an eye on him. We’re newly married and don’t have all of the money in the world, so vet trips are reserved for emergencies.
Over the next few days though, he got worse. After he peed himself while snuggling with one of our other cats, I scheduled an appointment with the vet.
The vet said that all of his blood tests came back fine, except for the one with his kidney levels. He was in kidney failure. We had no idea what could have caused it. The emergency vet a week later suggested FIP.
He stayed at the vet on an IV for 2 days, and they sent him home with an antibiotic and some NutraCal. I assumed that meant he was okay and was going to recover. I was wrong.
He continued deteriorating over the next few days, despite my best efforts (I was pushing food and water with a syringe) until the day I came home from work and found him mostly unresponsive. We rushed him to the emergency vet, told our story, and then came to the tearful decision to have him put to sleep. He died before they could give him the injection. It was heartbreaking.
We agreed with the emergency vet, blamed FIP, and tried not to think about it.
During this time, the cats had finished the first bag of Nutro and had a tiny bag of some other stuff to tide them over until I could get to Petco to get another bag.
So that’s: Bag of Nutro, break, second bag of Nutro.
Within a week of opening the second bag of Nutro, Oreo became sick as well. He was displaying the same symptoms as Loki, but with the added addition of vomiting.
We couldn’t afford to have him hospitalized after spending $1000 on Loki. That had tapped out our savings. All we could do was carefully monitor him, keep him hydrated, and hope he would eat something.
During this time, we began trying to figure out what had caused this. They weren’t related in the slightest, so the chances of them both having FIP were incredibly slim. They were indoor cats, and I keep all toxins away from them. We had no idea what the culprit could be.
Finally, after Oreo had passed, my husband asked about the cat food. The timing just seemed too weird to be a coincidence. To placate him, I decided to look into any recalls.
What I found was absolutely horrifying.
This site alone has 1500 reviews, with an average rating of 1.5 stars. Report after report of dogs and cats of all breeds, falling sick with the same symptoms, most dying, after eating this food.
I called Nutro to submit a complaint and I was met with anger and cold insistence that it could ABSOLUTELY NOT be their food and to not believe everything I read online, because they hadn’t had ANY complaints. Not once did any person I talk to even say “I’m sorry for your loss.”
I am torn between the feeling of “I murdered my cats” and “This company murdered my cats”. If I had just read reviews, my babies might still be with me. On the other hand, this company is putting poison on the shelves and denying that they’re doing so.
Pet stores can’t take the food off of their shelves unless there is a recall. They also cannot legally warn you against it. All that can be done at this moment is to get the word out about what’s happening.
If you have been feeding Nutro to your pet, and they got sick in the slightest, please get a sample of the food, submit a complaint to Nutro and to the FDA/CDC.
If you have friends with pets, please tell them not to buy this stuff.
If you read the reviews on the site I linked to, you’ll see how horrifying this really is.
PLEASE, REBLOG THIS SO WE CAN GET THE WORD OUT ABOUT THIS BRAND.
I don’t want anyone else to have to go through this.