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In the mood for SCIENCE.
10 Photos from Ferguson that won’t make it to the mainstream media.
A community in unity.These photos are via Twitter from a Journalist named Ryan Schuessler (@RyanSchuessler1) who unlike some journalists/reporters, chooses to focus on the activities truly going on right now. He’s not focusing on how much of a “hell-hole” some of them are reporting it to supposedly be. But a community of people who are just seeking Justice For Michael Brown. If you can look at these photos and still buy into the mainsteam media’s game, or feel sorry for the police here in the slightest bit - you’re not paying attention.
The anger and actions of the people in Ferguson are justified. They’re citizens who are outraged by the corruption of the justice system and by the fact these police forces are allowed to gas them and shoot into crowds of innocent civilians, whenever they’re rallying in a peaceful protest that the media refuses to expose. They’ll try to turn it around on these people as often as possible.
For those of us who are, and have been paying attention to what’s going on - to the people of Ferguson, hat’s off to you for standing up. Know there are people who know the truth and aren’t listening to what news sources like CNN, FoxNews and NBC are distorting the information into.
DO NOT FALL INTO THE ILLUSIONS AND DISTORTIONS OF THE MAIN STREAM MEDIA ABOUT THE EVENTS IN FERGUSON. DO NOT FALL PREY TO THEIR GAME.
THESE PEOPLE ARE STANDING AGAINST A CORRUPT POLICE FORCE THAT GOT CAUGHT UP IN THEIR OWN LIES. DO NOT JUST FALL INTO THE STORIES OF TEAR GAS, RUBBER BULLETS, RIOTS, and LOOTERS. THERE ARE EVENTS GOING ON FROM PEACEFUL PROTESTERS WHO ARE STANDING FOR JUSTICE.
@RyanSchuessler1 - Twitter
I apologize as this comes off as disrespectful to Michael Brown or Trayvon Martin. Or their families. Or YOU, the reader. I’m not about that. That’s not why I drew this.
I am just really freaked out that 40% of Americans (and 47% of White Americans) do not think that the killings and violence in Ferguson ‘raise any racial issues.’ Fellow White Persons, this is our chance to learn. This is our chance to change.
When Trayvon Martin was murdered because Full Grown Men in America are frightened to violence by the presence black children, the dialogue turned very quickly into a conversation about gun control.
And gun control is an issue that deserves our attention.
But it won’t change the massive poverty in Black America. The arrest rate. The education statistics. The institutional, systemic, casual, and passive racism that plagues our country.
And it wouldn’t have saved Michael Brown.
Anyway. I’m sorry if this comes off as disrespectful or insincere or preachy. I’m sorry if my execution (or personality) gets in the way of what I’m trying to say. I am an imperfect artist, an imperfect person, and I am, undoubtedly, blinded to a million things by my own glaring whiteness. So this might be… Lord, this might be awful. I’m so sorry if it’s awful. Really.
But. I just keep thinking… Look, my wife is pregnant with our first child. A boy. We’re nervous, we’re excited, we’re SO ANXIOUS because what the hell do you do with babies? WE don’t know. But if we were a black family… in this country… we would be so terrified. Because we live in a nation that murders the children of black parents, puts it on the news WITH RIOTS AND TEAR GAS as decoration, and still half of us don’t even see it as a problem. Can you imagine that? Can you imagine bringing a child into that reality, to face the odds we lay out for black kids?
That would break me. I’ve never known anything like that. No one should ever know anything like that.
So let’s talk to our friends about race. Lets talk to our families. And when actual victims of racism try to tell us what’s going on in, say, a peaceful community protest as they are being gassed and shot at by cops WE SHOULD LISTEN TO AND BELIEVE THEM. Let’s talk to each other about this until we are all on the same page.
And then let’s turn the damn page.
One would assume that scientists, who are trained to think objectively, are completely immune to gender discrimination. However, a recent Yale study by Corinne Moss-Racusin and colleagues suggests otherwise.
The researchers created a fictional student and sent out the student’s application to science professors at top, research-intensive universities in the United States. The professors were asked to evaluate how competent this student was, how likely they would be to hire the student, how much they would pay this student, and how willing they would be to mentor the student. All of the applications sent out were identical, except for the fact that half were for a male applicant, John, and half were for a female applicant, Jennifer. Results showed that, with statistical significance, both male and female faculty at these institutions were biased towards male students over female students.
Data from the study shows that on average, science faculty was willing to pay the male applicant about $4,000 more per year.
I apologize in advance, this is going to be very rambly and possibly triggery. Please don’t read if you’re in a bad place right now, but I just need to… talk. Or type, I guess. Get the words out so they stop spinning around in my head. Even if no one hears, even if no one sees, even if no one cares.
I am not doing well. Many of you know I have been struggling with depression for the last year and a half. I don’t feel my doctor is doing a good enough job of working with me to control it. She has been very wishy-washy, even going so far as to say that we should treat it as “medication resistant” depression despite the fact we’ve only tried three different medication combinations. I have an appointment with her tomorrow afternoon and I am not very optimistic about it.
I don’t know how to cope with this. And with everything going on in Ferguson right now, it only aggravates it. I feel like an entitled little white girl whining about feeling sad while in another part of my country people are /dying/ simply because of the color of their skin. And with the area I’m living in being predominantly white and conservative, people’s attitudes about it are apathetic at best.
I’ve started seeing another therapist. The third one so far, and so far the only one I’ve even remotely connected to. But the first visit was just filling out paperwork and I don’t see her again until the beginning of next month.
And on top of this, I’ve been diagnosed with prediabetes. Meaning if I don’t get my shit under control like /yesterday/, I will become diabetic. I’m currently the heaviest I’ve ever been in my life, over 100lbs heavier than I personally would like to be, and over 150lbs heavier than my doctor thinks I should be. So my battle with my eating disorder is literally a battle for my life right now.
I can still get out of bed in the morning, and I can still get to my job, and thank the gods it’s something I actually enjoy and excel at. But then I come home to my little apartment filled with superficial /stuff/ and I sit in front of my computer at night and wonder why I feel like this.
I wouldn’t say I was suicidal, but thoughts of and about suicide have been invading my mind. Robin Williams’ death hit me very, very hard. Here was a man who I grew up watching, who brought so much joy and laughter to my childhood and the world, and whose life was ended far too soon when he lost his battle with the very disease I myself am fighting.
I find myself thinking, what’s the point of life? If this country is still so violently divided on something as inconsequential as /race,/ how will it ever be accepting and tolerant of gays and lesbians? When will it ever acknowledge bisexuals? When will it ever be aware of asexuals, pansexuals, transexuals, non-binary genders, and on and on? If there is still a fundamental divide and social prejudice against /women/ - literally half the world’s population - what hope is there for minorities?
What’s the point of living in a world where my sexuality doesn’t exist, my gender is unacknowledged and despite my several privileges it is becoming more and more unlikely that I will ever be financially stable, much less financially successful?
I don’t know what the answer is. Nobody does.
I will reiterate: I am not suicidal. I have absolutely no plans nor desires to end my life. I have friends who love me, pets who depend on me, and a family who welcomes and accepts me. But sometimes I just wish I knew what living was for.
My mom’s take on what’s going on in Ferguson (via actualbanshee)
Your mom isn’t wrong. That’s why it’s so important to keep the signal going. Too many are silenced with lies and fear and if they cannot speak then we have to do it for them.