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News of the poisoned water crisis in Flint has reached a wide audience around the world. The basics are now known: the Republican governor, Rick Snyder, nullified the free elections in Flint, deposed the mayor and city council, then appointed his own man to run the city. To save money, they decided to unhook the... View Article
Heart is breaking.
004/Reflections on life currently
Student teaching. Every day is a struggle. Every week is a triumph. I am constantly making leaps and getting checked. I am constantly proud from and humbled by the experience. Today I hated it. Yesterday I loved it. Exhaustion stays with me when I go to bed at night and when I wake up in the morning. The weekends are welcomed but fleeting, mixed with reflection of the past week and preparation for the next. Everyday I ask myself: is this my path? Am I okay with this for the rest of my life? And then I remember that it’ll get immensely harder before it gets easier. Becoming a social justice educator is probably the hardest journey I’ve taken on in my life so far. I am fortunate to have those who came before me to reaffirm that it is supposed to be this hard. I am also reaffirmed by their strength and resilience and that in the profession I chose, it is much more than just about me. Here’s to the journey.
Mugshots of Freedom Riders after being arrested for protesting in Jackson Mississippi after entering an all white waiting room and refusing to leave, 1961
Fucking G’s
OGeez
Flint, Michigan on my mind. It’s awful to see how the city’s water supply is poisoned and of course there hasn’t been any clear accountability from the Governor for switching the city’s water source to a long polluted river bed. This is has serious health impacts on everyone and children are showing elevated lead blood levels. In addition undocumented immigrants are not accessing the water distribution. Lastly, it’s such bullshit that bottled water companies are making off of this crisis cause by the lackadaisical response from government. So in the process capitalist make money off of peoples lack of clean water. This whole situation clearly serves the neoliberal agenda. #waterislife
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do you solemnly swear to stay in your lane, your whole lane, and nothing but your lane
Mainstream education tends to pit Malcolm X and Martin Luther King Jr. against each other. One stood for violence and the other non-violence. One was too radical and the one had an approach that was non-threatening to the powers that be. What we need to teach young people was that they fought the same fight, and nearing the end of both their lives their ideologies started to merge. We still fight their fight today. Bless up, Mr. King.
Article. By Derrick Alridge. 2006. 25 pages. Critique of textbook representation of Martin Luther King, Jr. as messiah, embodiment of the Civil Rights Movement, and a moderate.
Would be useful in teaching about master and counter narratives as well as characterization in an Ethnic Studies/English class.
Sarah O’Neal//“An Overreaction”
So fucking true. It may not be as obvious but it’s still racism.
What happens when instead of suspensions, kids talk out their mistakes?
It is hard to think of the dying boy and the officers who withheld their help and not reach a white-hot level of righteous indignation.
“The plaintive voices of the dead call the living to action. So, in the demand for justice, timorousness must be the enemy, tirelessness must be the motto and righteousness must be the compass.
The world must be made to acknowledge that Tamir Rice’s life mattered.”
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Kids Who Die/Langston Hughes (Read by Danny Glover)
I’ve been reflecting a lot on the similarities between the U.S. in the Jim Crow Era and the U.S. now. It seems, with the killings of young black people constantly excused by our justice system, we are still facing the same racism from 50 years ago. The pictures juxtaposing Emmett Till and Tamir Rice are chilling, unsettling, and speak so much truth. In the Jim Crow south, lynchings were used to scare black people into “staying in their place.” If Emmett Till had known better than to speak to a white woman that way, the argument goes, he would have still been alive. Similarly, if Tamir Rice, Sandra Bland, Mario Woods, Mike Brown, Freddie Gray had not held a fake gun, talked back to police, made any sudden moves, looked like a thug, etc. then they would be alive too. Similarly, these acts were justified by fear. Southern whites feared something in black folk; it is the same thing the police officers involved in these shootings feared. They fear that black people (and people of color) are no longer okay with the systems of oppression that keep them down. They fear change. They allow their fear to kill us (POCs, especially black men and women), and we must pay the ultimate price.
The past couple years have seen so many young people die at the hands of police, that I was almost apathetic to the lack of indictment in Tamir Rice’s case. What shook me back is the comparisons between then and now. This poem, written 77 years ago, is still relevant. We need to keep fighting.
