#communitycontrol

The Laws, Patrols, Enforcement, Public Policies, & Guns in the Black community are not there to protect or liberate the community, they are here to protect the property of those who have a little more than the rest. I have no problem with protecting what little shit we are able to accumulate in this system, BUT I have a problem with people misrepresenting what they are doing and why they are doing it. Many "Public Safety" Black people are Status Quo, not Revolutionary. Also, we should understand that the ECPS has always been a part of US culture and history. White men called a being citizen patrol or being deputized, our ancestors called them a lynch mob. In order to avoid doing harm or perpetuating an unjust Status Quo ECPS has to be holistic. The public safety "officers" should also be engaged in working towards the just distribution of resources among the community they are policing & contributing to Black Liberation (aka Revolution) efforts. The Black Panthers did this; they ensured safety within the larger organization agenda of fighting for Black Power and Liberation. Safety under oppression preserves oppression.

I keep getting doors slammed in my face. I'm sick of trying. I busted my ass all year for nothing #fuckflorida #communitycontrol #nohope #icantdothis #fml #fuck2020 https://www.instagram.com/p/CI7yBVeHYETt1rNRpCn1QAl5n1zzm_X06e1Eag0/?igshid=qiwsx1h2tg6

Nearly 600 people have been shot dead by police in the United States in 2016 so far, including at least 149 black people. (Seattle has actually experienced relatively few police shootings this year.) Robart’s comments followed a weekend of protests and riots in Milwaukee after a law enforcement officer shot a reportedly armed but fleeing suspect to death. In June, the Supreme Court significantly expanded officers’ ability to conduct suspicionless stops and seizures, the kind of seemingly casual encounter that—for minorities especially—can quickly spiral into police brutality.

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Important people (boomer, head of the epa, etc) hanging with our MOST important people, the garden peeps #communitycontrol #newark

When: Wednesday February 18th 7PM Where: New Urban Arts 705 Westminster St 02903 What: Glen Ford, journalist and executive editor of the Black Agenda Report, will lead the Providence community in a indepth discussion about new and historical social movements for Black self-determination. Please share widely and encourage local Black+Brown students and youth to attend!! Entrance donation will be based on a sliding scale with a minimum of $3 from Brown/RISD/PC/JWU students and FREE for local youth and students from all other schools. Facebook event: https://www.facebook.com/events/705393822913322/ #glenford #communitycontrol #blacklifematters #blackliberation #selfdetermination #blackautonomy #maroonage #policestate

Every Saturday. I work open to close which is 10:30 -8:30. It’s a long day but with the company of 7 tv’s and food, it’s not so bad. I didn’t have a guest come in the restaurant for hours… And I mean hours! I think at one point I was playing word chums on my phone with my mom and fell asleep at a table. I mean I guess it’s beats staying at home bored on house arrest right? So the owner came over to let us know that he will be taking off for the day and then proceeded to tell us about the PIG COSTUME in the closet… I shot over a look to him of excitement as if saying “chicken” to my old chihuahua Aila (if you know me, you’ll get a laugh from that) So where is this costume and how do I put it on? I walked in the restaurant and open the double doored closet in the dining room and low and behold the Angels were singing and the bright light beaming in my eyes, there it was! I was like a kid in a candy store. My anticipation to put on the high school boys locker room smelling pig head was rising. I slipped one leg in, then the next, zipped up the back, then one pig foot boot, followed by the other, the gloves and lastly, the moment I had been waiting for. As I picked up the over sized pig head and placed it over mine, I immediately transformed into this character. Don’t know what the character was exactly but I was it. I gave this pig LIFE! Carefully walking to the street since the feet were over sized and I tripped over them, I approached the road and the dancing began. If anyone knows me, they know that I have amazing dance skills that could drive someone to suicide from jealousy. Surprisingly, It didn’t attract any guests to the restaurant. Maybe because it was such a beautiful day out and who wants to be inside when it’s nice out. So I pretty much danced around just for a good laugh and a video to post on my blog. I walked back to the restaurant exposing myself to the world who the dancing pig was which really “the world” consisted of the bar patrons standing outside of the bar next door to the restaurant. They were quite surprised that I was a girl with such sweet dance moves. We finally got some customers around 5:30 thank god, so I was able to make some money for gas and to go get some amazing French toast to satisfy my cravings last night (no I am not pregnant, I’m a skinny girl trapped in a fat girls body, in other words, I like to eat, but I poop a lot). So my night ended with T coming over with a buzz after seeing the 50 shades of grey musical parody and all I got out of it was Christian Grey was a fat slob. I think that’s all she remembered. Then I kicked her out of my bed and passed out until 1pm today. And that was my Saturday…