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Unfollow me if you make fun of trans people’s pronouns or their identity

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And unfollow me if you think it’s acceptable to misgender them just because you don’t like them as a person.

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thank you for sacrificing followers to fight for me and many like me.

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This was an iconic female hero we will never forget

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The flood.

Saturday, August 13th 2016 Denham Springs, Louisiana Me and my friends were frantically texting each other, trying to get a hold of one another. We had no idea if they had gone under or if they were okay. One of my friends texted me saying “There is no water here, I am safe.” The same friend twenty minutes later texted me saying “My house is under water.” I have never been so scared in my entire life, I had no idea if my house was going to go under or not, or if some of my friends were even still alive. Many of my friends houses were full of water, them stranded on their roofs. I watched on the news as I saw the only town I have ever lived in be destroyed by water. My high school started filling up with water. Everyone was terrified. The most sickening feeling was getting text messages saying “Kayla, I am scared. I don’t know if I am going to be okay.”

Sunday, August 14th 2016 Denham Springs, Louisiana I woke up and looked out my window. I screamed when I saw the water had risen three feet. I ran outside to see the water was four inches from coming into my house. I checked on my friends, everyone I knew had lost everything or was stranded in their houses. There was no way to get out of my house, the water was chest deep and the currents were strong. Even if we wanted to leave, we couldn’t. We were stranded. The water started to rise, and then the rain came. The water started leaking into my house. I was scared. I was so scared. Soon after the water started coming up through the floors, the water stood at a stand-still. It stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity. I had no idea if it would rise suddenly, taking all of my belongings and memories with it, just like it did to my friend’s. The water then fell a foot. The water was no longer in my house, but stayed very high throughout the day. The threat was still there. We then began to realize that we had little food and water. We scavenged whatever we could from my house to make a small dinner for my family. I looked on the news, only to see that my school had been flooded over the roof. The school that only a few days prior I was laughing and learning at. I saw everything. I saw the neighborhoods and shops flooded up to the rooftops. I saw the children and babies being rescued by helicopters from a deadly situation. I saw the amazing Coast Guard and National Guard rescuing people by boat and helicopter. I saw residents going out, risking their own lives to save the lives of others. I saw thousands of people homeless with nothing to their name except the clothes on their backs and the children in their arms. I saw heartbreak, all across my city. All across my state.

Monday, August 15th 2016 Denham Springs, Louisiana Today I wake up and the water has dropped two feet. I am one of the lucky ones, and I am eternally grateful. Many of my friends remain in shelters, unable to leave. There is no way to get out of the city. The roads are flooded and broken. I am so thankful that my friends are now safe, and out of harms way. I am stranded in my home, still unable to leave. Still unable to get food. I am so saddened by this destruction and this terrible situation we are all in. The places we made these memories at may be gone, but the memories will never be washed away. My heart is broken, but my spirits are not. I know we will come out of this strong. It will take a long time to rebuild my city, but the community is stronger than ever. We must rejoice that our family and friends have come out of this alive, not be mournful of the items we have lost. Items and buildings are replaceable but our lives are not.

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This is one story. There are 40,000 more like it.

Louisiana needs help, Tumblr. Anything you can do:

Red Cross: Text LAFLOODS to 90999 to donate $10.

NOLA Pay It Forward: Provides resources for early relief and rebuilding efforts.

United Way of Southeast Louisiana: Donate online or drop off needed supplies at one of their donation centers: 2515 Canal Street, New Orleans, LA 70119 (9:00 AM and 6:00 PM) 411 W Coleman Ave, Hammond, LA 70403 (10:00 AM and 3:00 PM)

Associated Professional Educators of Louisiana: 100% of donations will be given to teachers to restock classroom materials.

Assess The Need: Livingston Parish school supply drive. Help get these kids back to school.

Companion Animal Alliance: Baton Rouge’s city animal shelter needs supplies and foster homes for homeless pets.

Denham Springs Animal Shelter: Accepting donations on GoFundMe—PetCo is matching donations up to $50k. You can also get them an Amazon gift card.

Tangi Humane Society: Accepting donations on GoFundMe.

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this made me think of @supermacaroniandsqueezeblr :)

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Respecting different traditions & cultures? Modesty? Lol I can go on & on. #Hate it!

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Brooklyn, NYC: Justice for Sandra Bland and other Black Women Killed by Police, July 13, 2016.

More than 700 people gathered in Flatbush, Brooklyn, and marched to honor the lives of Sandra Bland and other Black women killed by the police on the anniversary of Sandra Bland’s death. Family members of Kyam Livingston and Shantel Davis called for justice, and the people took over Flatbush Avenue and marched in their name.

Photos: Peoples Power Assemblies

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First, one must realize that whiteness is a structure of domination. As such, there is nothing redeemable or reformed about whiteness. Intellectuals, scholars and activists, especially those who are non-white, have drawn our attention to this for years…Further, early on people such as Douglass and DuBois began to outline how whiteness is a social and political construct that emphasizes the domination, authority, and perceived humanity of those who are racialized as white. They, along with many other non-white writers and orators, have pointed to the fact that it was the bodies who were able to be racialized as “white” were viewed as rational, authoritative, and deserving. Additionally, and believe me, this is no small thing, white people are viewed as human. What this means is that when white people suffer, as some who are poor/female/queer do, they nevertheless are able to have some measure of sympathy for their plight simply because they are white and their marginalization is considered an emergency, crisis or an issue to be concerned about.Moreover, even when white people have been oppressed by various dimensions of classism, homophobia and heterosexism, they have been able to opt for what DuBois, in his monograph Black Reconstruction brilliantly called “the psychological wage of whiteness.” That is, whites who are marginalized could find comfort, even if psychological, in the fact that they were not non-white. They could revel in the fact that they could be taken as white in opposition to non-white groups. The desire for this wage of whiteness was also what drove many white people, albeit marginalized, to engage in organized violence against non-whites…Whiteness is a social and political construct rooted in white supremacy. Drawing from the work of Frank Wilderson, I understand white supremacy as a structure and system of beliefs rooted in European and US imperialism in which certain racialized bodies (non-white) are selected for premature negation whether through cultural, physical, psychological genocide, containment or other forms of social death. White supremacy is at the heart of the US social system and civil society. In short, white supremacy is not just a series of practices or privilege, but a larger social structure and system of domination that overly-values and rewards those who are racialized as white. The rest of us are constructed as undeserving to be considered human, although there is significant variation within non-white populations of how our bodies are encoded, treated and (de)valued…[W]hite people need to be willing to have their very social position, their very relationship of domination, their very authority, their very being…let go, perhaps even destroyed. I know this might sound scary, but that is really not my concern. I am not interested in making white people, even those so-called good-hearted anti-racist whites, comfortable about their position in struggles that shape my life in ways that it will never shape theirs.

“The White Anti-Racist is an Oxymoron: An Open Letter to “White Anti-Racists,” Kil Ja Kim (via gothhabiba)

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Angela Davis - The Prison Industrial Complex (17 parts all MP3 files)

Angela Davis - The Prison Industrial Complex (17 parts all MP3 files) 01 - On Becoming An Activist.mp3 02 - Race, Class & Incarceration.mp3 03 - Young Black Men & Prison.mp3 04 - Technologies Of Punishment.mp3 05 - The Specter Of Crime.mp3 06 - Political Persecution.mp3 07 - Enemies Are Needed.mp3 08 - Targeting Women.mp3 09 - Anti-Immigrant Rhetoric.mp3 10 - Nike.mp3 11 - The War On Drugs.mp3 12 - Corporations & Patterns Of Immigration.mp3 13 - The Prison Industrial Complex.mp3 14 - Making A Difference.mp3 15 - Who Pays, Who Plays.mp3 16 - What Is To Be Done.mp3 17 - Breaking The Silence.mp3