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Well, this is incredibly beautiful to wake up to. Read every word.

I feel like this is pretty important to realize: the cops are becoming exhausted, and there’s a limited supply of them. NYPD has every cop on duty working full days every day. We have an unlimited capacity to rotate in fresh fighters that they simply do not have. We can take shifts. They can’t.

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This is also why we’re starting to see bare minimum concessions now. The powers that be have realized they’ve made a grave miscalculation. A week into it, and ideas that seemed utterly impossible even a month ago are on the table- LA is talking about a hundred and fifty million dollar budget cut for the LAPD, every cop directly involved in George Floyd’s murder has been arrested and Chauvin’s charge has been raised to second degree murder, parts of the Minneapolis city council is pushing to permanently disband the Minneapolis police department.

What could we win with two weeks? Three? An organized general strike that brings the entire economy to a crashing halt? It is difficult to feel hopeful in such brutal times, but there is profound hope to be had in the realization that a week of getting our asses kicked has advanced the mainstream narrative around police so much further than electoralism would’ve dared to dream in 100 years.

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They know how much power we have

Do we?

“Until the killing of black men, black mothers' sons, becomes as important to the rest of the country as the killing of a white mother's son, we who believe in freedom cannot rest until this happens.”

― Ella Baker

#Youtube

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“Mother of the Civil Rights Movement” Ella Baker: “…you and I cannot be free in America — or anywhere else where there is capitalism and imperialism — until we can get people to recognize that they themselves have to make the struggle and have to make the fight for freedom every day in the year, every year, until they win it.”

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Because Ugly Is Not.

In these ugly hours, I’m watching _Self Made_ (yesss, without hyphen), the story of Madam Walker. Do that. Believe In Beauty. Mm.

#black bikini #blackgirlmagic #working that money #let's hope

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A professional went viral a while back for saying hand sanitizer works only on bacteria, not viruses, and that’s unfortunate because that’s not at all the case - sanitizer consisting of at least 60% alcohol can destroy many types of virus. The “60% Alcohol” part is ESSENTIAL though. That’s a bare minimum, and don’t even bother with alcohol-free alternatives; not only do they do nothing about viruses, but they don’t do nearly as much to bacteria either, and can leave behind “superbugs.” Alcohol can’t breed superbugs because contact with it instantly rips apart the lipid walls of a cell and there’s just no window in which something can begin to evolve immunity to that.

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The type of virus covid-19 is, is essentially enclosed in a layer of lipids that hold it together. That’s not a super secure way to build a cell, and if the fat is dissolved in soapy water or sufficiently strong alcohol then the other parts just fall to bits and are useless and harmless.

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Yep washing your hands with soap and hot water is the very best solution but when you can’t do that the alcohol is the next best thing!

I’ve Forgotten All This

Homelessness and the life changes leading to that have disappeared me. I’ve forgotten myself, over the past years. Looking at my blog here, just now, I thought: oh, that’s who I was. Hard, now, to remember ever being that person. How do we come to see ourselves clearly? That’s a line from a poem cycle I wrote long ago. At times, I still don’t know the answer.

Street life is something I do know, maybe too well. This is now my fourth bout with homelessness. I got serious street skills, mm. These last years have been a part of me long forgotten. What I did, before this life, is nearly erased, too.

When you say you’re homeless, that’s the only thing most housed people will ever see of you. There was a long period, in the last year, when I was fighting The System. None of the “power” ascribed to me through my years of becoming vastly overeducated was of any help at all. I was not Dr. Jaramillo; I was just some woman living in a car, later sleeping where no one belongs. We don’t Belong. Ever.

I’m pleased Tumblr is here, to remind me of the strength in virtual communities. Here, there’s really no need for me to split myself into single strands, quashing parts of me. No. Here, there are so many voices, of so many intersecting experiences. And that is a kind of home, so a kind of hope.

Gracias a todx.

C/S

~Canela

#homelessness #lifechange #goalsforgotten

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Chiune Sugihara. This man saved 6000 Jews. He was a Japanese diplomat in Lithuania. When the Nazis began rounding up Jews, Sugihara risked his life to start issuing unlawful travel visas to Jews. He hand-wrote them 18 hrs a day. The day his consulate closed and he had to evacuate, witnesses claim he was STILL writing visas and throwing from the train as he pulled away. He saved 6000 lives. The world didn’t know what he’d done until Israel honored him in 1985, the year before he died.

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Why can’t we have a movie about him?

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He was often called “Sempo”, an alternative reading of the characters of his first name, as that was easier for Westerners to pronounce.

His wife, Yukiko, was also a part of this; she is often credited with suggesting the plan. The Sugihara family was held in a Soviet POW camp for 18 months until the end of the war; within a year of returning home, Sugihara was asked to resign - officially due to downsizing, but most likely because the government disagreed with his actions.

He didn’t simply grant visas - he granted visas against direct orders, after attempting three times to receive permission from the Japanese Foreign Ministry and being turned down each time. He did not “misread” orders; he was in direct violation of them, with the encouragement and support of his wife.

He was honoured as Righteous Among the Nations in 1985, a year before he died in Kamakura; he and his descendants have also been granted permanent Israeli citizenship. He was also posthumously awarded the Life Saving Cross of Lithuania (1993); Commander’s Cross Order of Merit of the Republic of Poland (1996); and the Commander’s Cross with Star of the Order of Polonia Restituta (2007). Though not canonized, some Eastern Orthodox Christians recognize him as a saint.

Sugihara was born in Gifu on the first day of 1900, January 1. He achieved top marks in his schooling; his father wanted him to become a physician, but Sugihara wished to pursue learning English. He deliberately failed the exam by writing only his name and then entered Waseda, where he majored in English. He joined the Foreign Ministry after graduation and worked in the Manchurian Foreign Office in Harbin (where he learned Russian and German; he also converted to the Eastern Orthodox Church during this time). He resigned his post in protest over how the Japanese government treated the local Chinese citizens. He eventually married Yukiko Kikuchi, who would suggest and encourage his acts in Lithuania; they had four sons together. Chiune Sugihara passed away July 31, 1986, at the age of 86. Until her own passing in 2008, Yukiko continued as an ambassador of his legacy.

It is estimated that the Sugiharas saved between 6,000-10,000 Lithuanian and Polish Jewish people.

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It’s a tragedy that the Sugiharas aren’t household names. They are among the greatest heroes of WWII. Is it because they were from an Axis Power? Is it because they aren’t European? I don’t know. But I’ve decided to always reblog them when they come across my dash. If I had the money, I would finance a movie about them.

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He told an interviewer:

You want to know about my motivation, don’t you? Well. It is the kind of sentiments anyone would have when he actually sees refugees face to face, begging with tears in their eyes. He just cannot help but sympathize with them. Among the refugees were the elderly and women. They were so desperate that they went so far as to kiss my shoes, Yes, I actually witnessed such scenes with my own eyes. Also, I felt at that time, that the Japanese government did not have any uniform opinion in Tokyo. Some Japanese military leaders were just scared because of the pressure from the Nazis; while other officials in the Home Ministry were simply ambivalent.

People in Tokyo were not united. I felt it silly to deal with them. So, I made up my mind not to wait for their reply. I knew that somebody would surely complain about me in the future. But, I myself thought this would be the right thing to do. There is nothing wrong in saving many people’s lives….The spirit of humanity, philanthropy…neighborly friendship…with this spirit, I ventured to do what I did, confronting this most difficult situation—and because of this reason, I went ahead with redoubled courage.

He died in nearly complete obscurity in Japan. His neighbors were shocked when people from all over, including Israeli diplomatic personnel, showed up at quiet little Mr. Sugihara’s funeral.

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I will forever reblog this, I wish more people would know about them!

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I liked this before when it had way less information. Thank you, history-sharers.

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Tucked away in a corner in L.A.’s Little Tokyo is a life-sized statue of Chiune, seated on a bench and smiling gently as he holds out a visa.

The stone next to him bears a quote from the Talmud; “He who saves one life, saves the entire world.”

I had no idea it existed until a few weeks ago, but it’s since become one of my favorite pieces of public art.

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Chiune Sugihara. Original antifa.

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PBS made a documentary about Chiune Sugihara in 2005. If you’re interested in him, it’s definitely worth checking out. (The PBS link above even has some interactive information to go along with the film.) Ask your local library if they have a copy/can order you one from another library. You won’t be disappointed!

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kate beaton wasn’t kidding when she said look him up

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i am going to find this and take him a present

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always reblog mr sugihara

Can Anyone Make Us Feel?

Starting sometime in the Self Help Havoc, people started saying that “No one can make you feel anything.”

I’m thinking that’s not true. Because love. Think about the routine stress we experience, when we consider our loved ones: their emotions; their reactions; their places in our lives.

At least some of us are Made to Feel some kind of pull, an aching awareness, the thought that we ought to or ought not. Loved ones want — perhaps need, depending on our depth of understanding — to live a certain way. And some of us will Always Feel responsive to those principles, regarding love. We Feel. I think: as we should. Just sayin’.

#feels #loved ones #livesinbalance

Indoor Living, Mm.

i now live inside a building. one with a kitchen. my washer and dryer. all that ish.

thing is? i’ve been here, indoors, for 18 months.

truth: i was happier, living in my car.

seems insane; i know. but there, i was free. from interruption. unwilling contact with others. and i stayed on the beach. my pacific ocean.

i dream of going back to that life. my family has fits, at the mention. also, i no longer have my beloved car — sold it, to transfer my belongings out of storage, all the way to this place where i make no sense, south carolina. mm.

so, i’m here. with you.

at least, for the moment. i’m still living that life: moment by moment.

c/s

~canela

#homelessness

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“San Francisco, California. High School boys look over Buchanan Street scene, prior to evacuation of residents of Japanese ancestry. Evacuees will be housed in War Relocation Authority centers for the duration.” 4/4/1942

Lange, Dorothea, 1895-1965, Photographer. Series: Central Photographic File of the War Relocation Authority, 1942 - 1945. Record Group 210: Records of the War Relocation Authority, 1941 - 1989

Professional photographers such as Dorothea Lange were commissioned by the War Relocation Authority to document the daily life and treatment of Japanese-Americans interned during World War II. More War Relocation Authority photos by Dorothea Lange.

Explore more resources from @usnatarchives on Japanese American Internment and Executive Order 9066:

The National Archives commemorates the 75th Anniversary of Executive Order 9066

Correcting the Record on Dorothea Lange’s Japanese Internment Photos

Japanese Internment: Righting a Wrong

New Special Exhibit at the @fdrlibrary: IMAGES OF INTERNMENT: THE INCARCERATION OF JAPANESE AMERICANS DURING WORLD WAR II

Browse nearly 4,000 photos of Japanese American relocation and internment in the Central Photographic File of the War Relocation Authority in the @usnatarchives online Catalog

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Stepping outside in the mornings

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tumblr user, drinking a bottle of uncontaminated water in post apocalyptic america: i love this?? this is so pure omg

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tumblr user, finding a miraculously untouched packet of frozen pastries in post-apocalyptic america: beautiful cinnamon roll too good for this world, too pure

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tumblr user, succumbing to dehydration in the wilderness of post-apocalyptic america: my hands are literally shaking as I type this

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tumblr edgelord, to a booby-trap in post-apocalyptic america, an arrow embedded deep in their chest: i’m sorry, are you triggered?

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tumblr user, attempting to reestablish a pony express mail service across the shattered remnants of post-apocalyptic america: this post is important

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tumblr user, standing behind thousands of other refugees from post-apocalyptic america, straining to hear the instructions of the volunteer who is giving them their floor space assignments: say it louder for the people in the back

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tumblr user, handing out vials —filled with a cure for the plague which has devastated the world— to the remaining people of post-apocalyptic america: spread this like wildfire

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tumblr user, checking the post-apocalyptic town’s notice board for information important to rebuilding: why doesn’t this have more notes??

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tumblr user, about to venture out into a dangerous part of the post-apocalyptic world with a small group of volunteers for whom they care for dearly and are concerned about the mental wellbeing of and the impact the adventure could have on them: if you don’t like this unfollow me right now

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tumblr user, watching a boy be dragged into the stocks of a post-apocalyptic settlement for the crime of stealing a crust of bread: FREE HIM

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Post post modernism

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tumblr user, trekking on foot across the burned out plains of post-apocalyptic america in search of refuge for what seems like forever: Is Canada even real?

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tumblr user, being offered bark tea to fend off against scurvy in post-apocalyptic america: This tea is HOT!

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tumblr user, alone and searching for the warmth and comfort of other humans and being jumped by a group of post-apocalyptic american vigilantes: I came out to have a good time and i’m honestly feeling so attacked right now

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tumblr user, caring for a nursery of small children, the last children born into this broken, dying world, gently feeding them watery broth: take a fuckin’ sip babes