MARBLEHEAD

An abandoned theater in Rochester, New York. Formerly a pornographic theater, then just a facade after the Walgreens next door gutted it to use as a warehouse. The Walgreens with it's shampoo and baby formula and half of the store locked in cages; the contradictions stare into you. You go because it is the nearest pharmacy, close in walking distance for you and your disabled loved ones.

The Walgreens shuts down and it too, is now just a vacant facade, next to a vacant facade. You stare into the large windows meant to advertise it's contents, now only showcasing absence. A wide open space with torn up floors. You think about how perfect the location could be for low income housing, for squatting, for anything other than standing as a constant reminder of the city's failures to her people. The parking lot is empty, save for the occasional cop car, to ensure no one uses the lot or the building for anything at all. The cop ensures the space will stay as useless as himself.

They add letters to the theater's marquee; a reminder and encouragement of surveillance. "If you see something, say something. In progress call 911, over and done call 311." They board up the doors, ensuring that the space will stay in it's intended form: empty, useless, an eyesore that reminds everyone of their place. The freshly boarded up door has been emblazoned with a message from those who lack.

Are you enjoying this?

Would you rather be doing something else?

If so please stop and go read your book or eat or something.

I'm going to compile a list of self care blogs here. If you know of any more, let me know!

Brush your teeth - @brosser-les-dents

Reminder to shower - @showertimereminders

Reminder to eat - @mealreminders

Drink water - @drinksomefuckingwater

Take meds - @didyoutakeyourmedstoday

Stop scrolling reminder - @slowscrollreminder

Hourly reminders to move - @movementnudge

Relax and self maintenance - @fucking-relax

[pt: Hypersomnia /end pt]

Hypersomnia - A chronic sleep disorder characterized by excessive daytime sleepiness despite getting adequate or even excessive amounts of sleep.

(No spoons for ID, sorry!)

Self indulgent coining

Can you see the vision I was goin for? The yellowish colors are supposed to represent the day and the blues represent the night and sleep/sleepiness. There are more blues to show the sleepiness taking over the day. I also had an idea of using a solar eclipse symbol to represent the daytime sleepiness.

Here is the link for the eclipse symbol I used

Tags - @radiomogai @wanderingdevotee @mad-pride

native american rights fund

heyday berkely roundhouse

news from native california magazine

national indian child welfare association

california indian legal services

native american food sovereignty alliance

meskwaki food sovereignty initiative

friends of pine ridge reservation

first nations development institute

Stolen from the Electronic Frontier Foundation:

On Android 

With the release of Android 12, Google began allowing users to delete their ad ID permanently. On devices that have this feature enabled, you can open the Settings app and navigate to Privacy > Ads. Tap “Delete advertising ID,” then tap it again on the next page to confirm. This will prevent any app on your phone from accessing it in the future.

On iOS 

To see which apps you have previously granted access to, go to Settings > Privacy > Tracking. You can set the “Allow apps to Request to Track” switch to the “off” position (the slider is to the left and the background is gray). This will prevent apps from asking to track in the future. If you have granted apps permission to track you in the past, this will prompt you to ask those apps to stop tracking as well. You also have the option to grant or revoke tracking access on a per-app basis.

The world around us is silent, as if the blood being shed in Gaza is not human blood. The sky above our heads has turned into a ceiling of fire and smoke, and the ground beneath our feet knows nothing but the smell of ashes.

We are not just a news story forgotten after an hour… we are faces, names, and dreams. We are children waiting for a piece of bread, and mothers waiting for their children to return from under the rubble.

In Gaza, every minute could be the last, and every child without food or water might never wake up again.

We are not asking for the impossible only that you reach out your hands before our souls fade away.

Your delay means our death… but your quick response could save a life.