So I tried to answer a few asks from my phone and I think they just got deleted instead. They may appear later but if not then, I’m sorry and I’m not ignore the people that are concerned about me. I just don’t have a computer right now.
when straight people get tired of seeing straight people on TV all the time and white people get tired of seeing white people on TV all the time, that might be a sign that it’s time to change things up a bit
a fucking men
Isaac Brock sleeping in a New Mexico hotel room while on the Modest Mouse Lonesome Crowded West tour. 1998.
Cats rule everything around me
Do you remember how big a deal it was in the media when Israel accused Hamas of this?
Do you see how the information that Hamas weren’t behind it is not being covered by the media?
Over 1,000 dead in Gaza. This was another genocidal Zionist lie.
On May 2, 1973, Black Panther Assata Shakur (aka JoAnne Chesimard) lay in a hospital, close to death, handcuffed to her bed, while local, state, and federal police attempted to question her about the shootout on the New Jersey Turnpike that had claimed the life of a white state trooper. Long a target of J. Edgar Hoover’s campaign to defame, infiltrate, and criminalize Black nationalist organizations and their leaders, Shakur was incarcerated for four years prior to her conviction on flimsy evidence in 1977 as an accomplice to murder.
This intensely personal and political autobiography belies the fearsome image of JoAnne Chesimard long projected by the media and the state. With wit and candor, Assata Shakur recounts the experiences that led her to a life of activism and portrays the strengths, weaknesses, and eventual demise of Black and White revolutionary groups at the hand of government officials. The result is a signal contribution to the literature about growing up Black in America that has already taken its place alongside The Autobiography of Malcolm Xand the works of Maya Angelou.
Two years after her conviction, Assata Shakur escaped from prison. She was given political asylum by Cuba, where she now resides.
What a badass
Happy birthday to me - Bright Eyes
All eyes on the calendar
Another year I claim of total indifference
To here, the days pile up
With decisions to be made
I’m sure all of them were wrong