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Last year, The HRC (Human Rights Campaign), reported that in 2019 alone, at least 26 trans and gender nonconforming people were killed in the United States alone. Disproportionately, Black trans people were the victims. Those I have illustrated here, do not even scratch the surface of what is, and should be recognised as, an epidemic. Now, more than ever, it is crucial that we do whatever we can to support the black trans community.Â
Please consider donating/signing the charities and petitions listed here.
anonymous leaked bolsonaroâs private info including his credit card number and someone on twitter bought a whole ass macbook pro with it. yes. a person bought an macbook pro with the presidentâs credit card. this country really isnât for beginners
SOMWBODY ELSE BOUGHT. A FUCKI NG APARTMENT I-
hey, brazilian person here. it may all sound funny and shit (and damn, he even got affiliated to many left wing parties) but⌠heâs been trying to insure a dictatorship even since he got elected. thereâs been protests against democracy and heâs been attending them all (without a mask, btw. meanwhile, almost 30k have died of coronavirus, we still got no health minister, even if i called it anarchy we still would prefer anarchy cause this is a whole new level). we are now standing in solidarity with USA! our police system is the most deadly in the world, killing 2x more than the american, specially young black kids. if you can, please keep an eye out for us and sign the petition justice for JoĂŁo Pedro
PAY ATTENTION TO BRAZIL. BLACK PEOPLE ARE BEING KILLED EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. AND SEVERAL OF THEM ARE FUCKING KIDS.
the one petition everyone is sharing is for JoĂŁo Pedro, was was killed inside his home, he was shot on his back. 70, and i repeat, 70 shots were fired against the house he was in, and the police claimed it was because they were in a confront. everyone near his house confirmed there wasnât anything going around.
but thatâs just the tip of the iceberg.
SAY THEIR NAMES
LUCAS CUSTĂDIO DOS SANTOS. he was a sixteen years old boy who got shot on his leg after returning from a soccer game. his last words were âyou donât have to kill me, sirâ
CARLOS MAGNO DE OLIVEIRA NASCIMENTO (18 yo, student), CARLOS ALBERTO DA SILVA (21 yo, painter and bricklawyer) EVERSON GONĂALVES SILOTE (26 yo, taxi driver) AND THIAGO DA COSTA CORREIA DA SILVA (19 yo, mechanic). They were killed on an event now known as âChacina do Borelâ it happened in 2003 and no one was held responsible.
HERINALDO VINICIUS DE SANTANA. he was an eleven years old boy who left his house to buy a ping pong ball. he was with money on his hands. His last words were âI want my momâ
ALAN DE SOUZA LIMA. He was fifteen and his last words âwe were just playing, sirâ
DOUGLAS RODRIGUES, 17 years old. His last words: âWhy did you shoot me, Sr?â. The policemen was acquitted for lack of evidence.
REMEMBER MATEUS SANTOS DE MORAIS, FIVE YEARS OLD. FIVE. YEARS. OLD. He got shot while playing in front of his house. SAY HIS NAME.
ĂGATHA FELIX. 8 YEARS OLD. She was returning home with her mother when she got shot. FOR NO REASON. SAY HER NAME.
FABIO DOS SANTOS VIERA, 21 years. He was shot because, according to the police, he was holding a gun. That gun was never found.
EVALDO DOS SANTOS ROSA, 51 years old. 257 SHOTS FIRED AT HIS CAR. SAY HIS NAME. His family was inside of it too, including a 7 year old kid. Evaldo died instantly. NO JUSTICE NO PEACE
MATHEUS OLIVEIRA, 23. The Police got >>scared<< and shot him in the head. He had just become a father.
MARCUS VINICIUS, 14 years. shot during a police operation while returning from school, his last words:â Didnât they see that I was wearing school clothes, mom?â.
EMILLY CAETANO DA COSTA, 9 years old, was shot two times on the back. The police said the vehicle her family was in was suspicious. They chased the car and shot five times. Her mom, dad, and two sisters were in the car.
LUCAS, 14 years old,disappeared after some cops take him out from his home, his body was found floating at a lake in a park.
MARIA EDUARDA, 13 YEARS OLD. Killed inside of her SCHOOL! SAY HER NAME
victims of the Costa Barros massacre, killed by the police with 111 SHOTS while celebrating the youngestâs first salary.
Wilton Estever Domingos Jr, 20. Wesley Castro Rodrigues, 25. Cleiton CorrĂŞa de Souza, 18. Carlos Eduardo Silva Souza, 16. Roberto Silva de Souza, 16. Victims of the Costa Barros massacre, killed by the police with 111 SHOTS while celebrating the youngestâs first salary.
PEDRO GONZAGA, 19, killed by a supermarket security guard. He was suffocated and suffered cardiac arrest.
KETELLEN GOMES, 5 years old. Was riding her bike when she was shot during a police operation. Her last words was âMom, donât cry, no, momâ. The target from the shooters was Davi Gabriel Martins Nascimento, 17 years old, who also died.
75% of those killed by the police in Brazil are black.
Black people are 147% more likely to be murdered than white people in this country.
Brazil currently has the highest rate of killing of Blacks in the world outside Africa. It far surpasses the U.S.
EVERY 23 SECONDS, A BLACK PERSON IS KILLED IN BRAZIL.
SAY THEIR NAMES
If you think Trump is bad and reblog everyday USAâs situation, BRAZIL NEEDS THIS TYPE OF ATTENTION AS WELL.
âBut if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.â
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.Â
Last comment same thing. Sorry to the next person who sees this. I just canât risk it. I have things I need to do before my life becomes hell. Lol
man i fucking hate yall who tf put this up knowing damn well we all gonna reblog it im heated im really sick af bout thisÂ
I donât play that shit lol sorry
WHyyyy
Sorry everyone
If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the sky why the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon if only if only
Shiddd
this post followed me to Facebook and im sooo annoyed!
Itâs been a MINUTE since Iâve seen Madame Zeroni, fr fr
I HATE TUMBLR FKKKK SAKES
LMAOOOO
Not tryna fuck up any of my planetary Returns~
One time I didnât and I was broke for like a month but the next time I seen it I rebloged it and a bitch just got 500 out the blue and a 20 gift card
I will never become a dirty rotten pig stealing great-great grandmother.
the lea michele situation is actually a prime example of why we should be wary of performative activism right now. if you are supporting the cause by protesting, donating, posting your support, etc. thatâs great! but this problem goes so much deeper than just police brutality.
every single non-black person who has posted #blacklivesmatter this week needs to take a step back and analyze whether or not their actions (not just their words) have shown that they truly believe that statement. itâs a clear and obvious choice to speak out against the brutal murder of an innocent man. however, if you are not making the obvious choice every day to speak up for us when your friends/relatives make racist jokes, if you are not listening to and respecting the black people you know in real life, if you have not sat down to analyze the ways you actively benefit from this system, if you have not worked to start unlearning the biases you were raised with, or if you thought âblack lives matterâ was a controversial statement until this week, do not pretend to care just because everyone is talking about it right now.
when these protests are over, there will still be many battles to fight. this is not a game, and this is not something you post about just for likes and clicks. if you are resting easy right now thinking that youâre âone of the good onesâ for showing public outrage over a situation that should anger any reasonable person, you need to do more. racism is not something you can pick and choose when to be against. we donât get to pick and choose when we experience racism. so if youâre going to get involved with this situation right here, right now, then you need to be ready to hold yourself and others accountable for anti-blackness in all other areas of your life.
white people can and SHOULD reblog!
iamhalsey: Itâs become very clear to me that some of you need to see what Iâve seen. Please swipe through this. These pictures and videos donât even scratch the surface. Itâs easy from the comfort of your home to watch looting and rioting on television and condone the violent measures being taken by forces. But what you donât see is innocent peaceful protestors being shot at and tear gassed and physically assaulted relentlessly. You think itâs not happening, itâs only the âthugsâ and the âriotsâ, right? The police are keeping you safe right? Youâre wrong. This is happening everywhere. And innocent people exercising their rights to speech and assembly are facing violence and abuse of power. With all of our medical professionals being CONSUMED and EXHAUSTED with Covid, there is little to no medical attention available. I have first hand treated men women and children who have been shot in the chest, the face, the back. Some will lose vision some have lost fingers. I have been covered in innocent blood. My father is a black man. My mother is an EMT. This week I had to put those two associations together in ways that have horrified me. This is NOT a virtue signaling post. But I HAVE to show you what I am witnessing with my own eyes. With Trumpâs decision today to enforce the mobilization of armed forces on our own citizens, this has escalated beyond your privilege and comfort to not care. Please care. We are begging you to care. This is war on Americans. This is everyoneâs problem. Everyoneâs. #BLACKLIVESMATTER
This white womanâs shocking account of police brutality reveals the importance of the #BlackLivesMatter movement
Molly Suzanna shared a story on Facebook that she had never told before: when she was 19, she ran a red light while crying, then was pulled over and forcefully removed and beaten by a police officer. She explains in the letter that she believes her situation would have been even worse had she been black â and she ends the letter with an important call to action.
The public needs to hear more stories like this as well.
Wow. This is horrifying.
Cops are drunk on power. Add any ism to that, you have a bunch of abusive, gun wielding, trained to kill, non empathetic, killers running around.
This woman got hauled out of a window, beaten, stripped, tortured, and humiliated, and she still is able to understand how white privilege saved her life.
Minneapolis
"It was the best night, never would forget how we moved
The whole place
Was dressed to the nines
And we were dancing, dancing"
Starlight by Taylor Swift - Bechloe Prom AU
"I don't know what to say since the twist of fate
When it all broke down and the story of us
Looks a lot like a tragedy now next chapter"
The Story Of Us by Taylor Swift - Bechloe
"Music starts playin' like the end of a sad movie,
It's the kinda ending you don't really wanna see
'Cause it's tragedy and it'll only bring you down,
Now I don't know what to be without you around"
Breathe by Taylor Swift - Story of Beca and Chloe
[S]he's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel, the other on my heart.
"Our Song" by Taylor Swift - Roadtrip AU Bechloe
âI always remember having this fight with a random dude who claimed that âstraight white menâ were the only true innovators. His prime example for this was the computer⌠the computer⌠THE COMPUTER!!! THE COM-PU-TER!!!
Alan Turing - Gay man and âfather of computingâ Wren operating Bombe - The code cracking computers of the 2nd world war were entirely run by women Katherine Johnson - African American NASA mathematician and âHuman computerâ Ada Lovelace - arguably the 1st computer programmerâ
- Sacha Coward
Also Margaret Hamilton - NASA computer scientist who put the first man on the moon - an as-yet-unmatched feet of software engineering, here pictured beside the full source of that computer programme. #myhero
Grace Hopper - the woman that coined the term âbugâ Â
- @robinlayfield
Grace Hopper did more than coin the term âbugâ. She invented the first program linker in the early 1950s, for the UNIVAC I. A program linker translates instructions from one language to another (for example, numerical codes that represent instructions translated to machine code that computers can read), which is the very foundation of how computerâs operate independently. she also pulled a steve rogers and tried to enlist in the military a bunch of times and was denied. then, an exception was made for her when she joined the navy reserves, and she ended up serving for over 40 years (half of which was active duty). she retired from the navy Rear Admiral Grace Hopper. she was born in NYC in 1906. Grace Hopper was a fucking badass.
also computing was typically a job for women (many of whom were black women that made incredible contributions) back in the day, so itâs absolutely fucking wild that straight white men think they are the foundation of computer innovation. men PUSHED women out and took the credit.
Reblogging to do what the failed education system never did.
So this will eventually be a database blog for all Pitch Perfect fanfics. [Yes, all. This isnât a blog for my favorites, this is a blog for all PP fics!]Â
Fics will be categorized by tags. Iâve also set up an author page to try to keep everyone who writes in the fandom together as well.
I also set up a side blog just for prompts. So if anyone has a specific Pitch Perfect prompt that you want to see written, a link to that blog can be found here
And to sort of round things out, you can also follow the twitter account. The twitter will be an accumulation of everything thatâs posted on the fic blog and the prompts blog.
Itâs obviously going to take some time to get things fully running here, but I figured it wouldnât hurt to make a generic post just to try to spread the word.
So if this seems like something youâd be interested in and youâre wondering how you could help me out here are a couple of things you can do:
If youâre a writer in the Pitch Perfect fandom: send in an ask [not an IM, asks are easier to keep track of] with your social links [AO3, FF, Tumblr - wherever that you prefer to post your stuff] and Iâll add it to the blog.
If youâre a reader in the fandom: send in an ask [not an IM, asks are easier to keep track of] with your favorite fics and Iâll add them here.
Probably the most obvious way to get this thing going is to reblog this post so that other people can find it that way they can contribute if theyâd like to.
This thing may flop or it could be super successful, I honestly donât know. I just thought that this would be a cool way to link everything together. :)
A Beale event..
Chloe Beale took a deep breath, cowering slightly behind her parents as they arrived at the large venue at the back of the Golf club. Sheâd been to heaps of family gatherings before. But this was the first time sheâd attended with a âplus oneâ. The one.
She felt her little finger being hooked by Becaâs index finger and the redhead glanced to her right at her girlfriend. Beca gave her a small wink but Chloe could tell the woman was as nervous as she was.
Mr & Mrs Beale knew Beca well. When their youngest child had been at college they knew her as Chloeâs best friend and co-captain. The Christmas after graduation they had been introduced to her as their only daughterâs girlfriend. Theyâd been over the moon.
Two years on and the only members of the Beale family who knew that Beca was more than just Chloeâs best friend were Chloeâs parents, and Chloeâs brothers and their wives. The rest of the Beale family were oblivious (or so Chloe assumed).
âMom, how are you?â Chloe heard her father call out loudly as he pulled her into a hug, the elderly woman now so deaf that this was the only way Chloeâs grandmother could hear clearly enough.
âWonderful Jeremy, wonderful. And what perfect weather it is today!â The old woman said, her blue eyes twinkling with a broad smile on her face.
Chloeâs stomach churned and she pulled her finger from Becaâs. She was petrified of what her grandmother would think of her not being in a relationship with a man. But as her mother had assured her earlier, being in love with Beca meant not being afraid of what other people thought. The right people would support them, and the ones who didnât werenât worth keeping around - even if they were family members.
âOh my goodness is that Chloe?â The elderly woman asked as she peered around her sonâs body. Chloe swallowed nervously then forced a smile on her face. She hadnât seen her grandmother in about three years. Not since one of her brotherâs weddings.
âYes itâs me grandma!â Chloe said brightly, stepping forward and hugging the old woman who held her tightly.
âAnd where are those boys of yours?â Chloeâs grandmother asked, pulling out of the hug and looking around them.
Chloe hesitated. Oh God, she was actually asking about a boyfriend! The redhead turned to her parents who had both furrowed their brows. Then over to Beca who had turned bright red, looking down at her feet.
âUh..grandma? I donât have a boy-â
â-No mum! This, uh, this isnât Jaquie.â Chloeâs father quickly interrupted and suddenly it clicked. Chloeâs grandmother had got Chloe muddled up with Chloeâs cousin, Jaquie, who had two young sons.
âOh silly me, of course.â Chloeâs grandmother said lightly, rolling her eyes then looking at her intently, âNow, tell me Chloe, I hear youâre gay.â
Chloe heard a loud cough from her parents and from Beca. The redhead however looked up from her grandmotherâs serious gaze and over at her aunts and uncles, all of whom were stood nearby and smiling kindly.
âOh grandma, I-I..â
âItâs okay dear.â Chloeâs grandmother said with a bright smile, âYou know, my friend Eileen has a granddaughter who is gay too. Met her girlfriend on the interweb apparently. Terribly modern.â
Chloe smiled, a little embarrassed, but mostly relieved. She watched as her grandmother peered past her, then whispered to Chloe, âIs that her?â
Chloe turned to look at Beca who was stood awkwardly beside Chloeâs mother. The brunette gave them a polite grin.
âUm..yes. Grandma, this is Beca.â Chloe said, still in a small amount of shock, as she watched the elderly woman strode past her and over to Beca, holding her hand out.
âRebecca! So lovely to meet you.â The woman said, shaking Becaâs hand eagerly. Beca appeared a little startled by the contact but looked up at Chloe with a smile.
Chloe returned to her girlfriendâs side and her grandmother looked at them with a warm smile, âYes,â the woman said confidently, âYou two look very happy together. Wonderful!â
And Chloe watched in delight as her grandmother turned on her heels and began walking off, calling out, âRight, shall we get this party started?â though it sounded more of an order.
Chloe felt Beca take her hand and the two women smiled at one another, before joining Chloeâs parents at a nearby table.
Happiness Will Come To You.
when tho
When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March
reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!
I reblogged this last year and I hung out with blink-182 backstage on March 30. Reblogging again because it worked the first time.
honestly, last year one of the best days of my life happened in late March
Hey, Iâll give it a shot!