A moment of silence for all the girls who have their period on their wedding day
I NEVER THOUHHT OF THAT
What about a sweatpants/basketball shorts movement for the fellas? Mmm hmm.
ill join in
Be the first!
So today in Feurgeson the cops said people could protest but they can’t congregate. They had to keep moving, like march. This is denying the right to assemble. Black people weren’t allowed to form crowds in this country. Literally Jim Crow. Not New Jim Crow, just Jim Crow. Shit never went away
So I just had the shit creeped out of me.
I’m not someone who believes in ghosts, but I was sitting in my room, alone and in the dark, and I heard the strings of my violin being softly plucked.
My violin is hanging on the wall several feet away.
So I gathered my courage, grabbed my phone, and used the camera light to investigate.
And found this.
A goddamn spider was playing my violin. Not even joking. The little shit.
I think I’d have preferred a ghost….
ummmm, my bubble is still a shimmering orb of excellence.
Back when? How far is back then?
Polio vaccines were nearing completion in the early 1950’s.
DNA was beginning to be understood in the 1950’s.
It was during these times Africans served as guinea pigs for western scientist to use as test subjects for these vaccines.
This was ground zero for the adverse effects of these failed vaccines; where they studied how some experimental pseudo-medicinal cocktails could break down the human immune system.
Then decades later in the mid to late 70’s and early 80’s we see the emergence of HIV in the same African regions.
Miss me with that lame ish, #istaywoke
Teach them Brotha
Say that shit 🙌
This is a great comeback for all of that “I don’t see race.” BS
AND YOU BENEFIT FROM IT EVERY DAY
They don’t want to claim responsibility of their actions. They want to wash their hands of hundreds of years of blood, of genocide in all its forms. But they can’t. Whites will always be guilty. They will always be responsible for the world being so ruined and damaged and dangerous. But that’s your legacy. Own it and make it better.
Being Black is simultaneously fabulous and terrifying. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything.