Peter Solarz
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Janaina Medeiros
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Not today Justin
Today's Document
YOU ARE THE REASON
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Stranger Things

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we're not kids anymore.

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@sage--green
"goddess" "matriarchy" "female wisdom" girl your civic rights
âBut I didnât and still donât like making a cult of womenâs knowledge, preening ourselves on knowing things men donât know, womenâs deep irrational wisdom, womenâs instinctive knowledge of Nature, and so on. All that all too often merely reinforces the masculinist idea of women as primitive and inferior â womenâs knowledge as elementary, primitive, always down below at the dark roots, while men get to cultivate and own the flowers and crops that come up into the light. But why should women keep talking baby talk while men get to grow up? Why should women feel blindly while men get to think?â
â Ursula K. Le Guin
Joan of Arc wearing armour and mounted upon a horse at the head of her troops
by Jules Prater
Missouri is hell
house of leaves is the perfect book for people who love wikipedia but wish it could be scarier
Pavel Tchelitchev. Head. 1950.
whip
ANTONY GORMLEY, Three Calls: Pass Cast and Plumb, 1983
Aufstieg der Begabten, Berlin (Rise of the gifted, Berlin) 1950
Photo: Friedrich SeidenstĂŒcker
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inspired by matthew 5:29
click for quality (instagram) (my shop) (as a print) (as a shirt)
- Wangechi Mutu, âWater Womanâ (2017) & âMamarayâ (2020)
dan hillier, a new world
ben edlund, on the head of a pin
something about this illustration from playboy september 1965
The Origin of Touch - Elena Helfrecht
Pretend, for a moment, that youâre an 18-year-old teenager from a family living below the poverty line. One day, you make a silly mistake and get a ticket for it. Nothing major - maybe you rode the subway without a ticket or smoked too close to the entrance of a building. Maybe you were loitering. Either way, one thing is for sure: you definitely donât have the money to pay the ticket. So you donât. Eventually, you miss the deadline to pay your ticket, and you get a letter in the mail that says you have to go to court. But your life is chaotic, and a court date for a missed ticket is the least of your concerns. Your family moves constantly, which disrupts your life and puts you behind in school. You have one disabled parent and one parent who is always working, leaving you to raise your younger siblings by yourself. You have no means of transportation. There is rarely any food in the cupboards. The utilities are constantly getting shut off. The week that you were supposed to go to court, your family gets another eviction notice, your cousin ends up in the hospital, and your parent finds out that their disability payments are being reduced. So you miss your court date. Since you missed the court date, you automatically lose your case - now you have no hope of arguing your way out of the ticket, which you still canât afford to pay. You can do community service hours instead of paying, but you donât have time to do that, now that you have to work part-time and odd jobs on top of everything else to keep your parents off the streets and your siblings out of foster care. You know that you probably wonât finish high school on time, let alone fulfill your hours. You might be able to explain your circumstances to the judge, but you have no idea how to go about doing that now that youâve missed your court date, your literacy skills are years behind thanks to your constant game of school roulette, and even though legal help is available to you, you donât know how to access it or if you can afford to do so. But thatâs still the least of your concerns - since you missed your court date, the judge has also charged you with failure to appear.Â
Which means you now have an active warrant out for your arrest. And just like that, youâre now a part of the criminal justice system. A silly mistake that a middle-class teenager could have solved with Mommy and Daddyâs chequebook in a single afternoon has caused you weeks or months of stress and headaches over a process you donât fully understand, and has ended in criminal charges. Instead of having a funny story to tell over dinner when you come home from college next Thanksgiving, you are now facing additional fines (that you still canât pay), the possibility of a couple of nights in jail, the possible suspension of your driverâs license, and the possibility of being taken into custody any time you interact with the police. The next time your parent comes home drunk and violent, or someone breaks into the house, you think twice about calling the cops - you now have to decide if every emergency is âworthâ the possibility of being hauled off to jail. And in the meantime, the circumstances that caused that first mistake havenât gone away - you still donât have the money to pay for the subway, you are still more likely to live in a house filled with smokers, you still canât afford quit-smoking aids, you still live in a chaotic household that deeply affects your mental health, and you still donât understand the legal system or who youâre supposed to talk to for information and resources. So while those other teenagers get to go through life believing that they were âgood kids who sometimes made silly mistakesâ, you now get to go through life thinking of yourself as a criminal. And that might be the most damaging thing of all.Â
When I worked with homeless teenagers and young adults, I saw this process play out again and again and again and again. The kids often considered themselves âcriminalsâ or âbad kidsâ because they had arrest warrants and criminal records, but few of them had ever actually committed a serious or violent crime - the vast majority were simply unlucky kids who did something stupid and didnât have the skills or resources (or wealthy parents) required to get them off the hook. I had classmates in my upper-middle-class high school who did far worse things with far fewer consequences, because Mommy was a lawyer or Daddy was an RCMP officer, and some of those kids grew up to be lawyers or police officers themselves. The kids I worked with never got that opportunity. Second chances cost money, and the difference between a âcrimeâ and a âmistakeâ has less to do with the offense, and more to do with the circumstances you were born into.Â
So when weâre talking about crime, punishment and who is âworthyâ of being helped, maybe keep that in mind.