And let it be said for every racist “explanation” y’all are coming up with, none of them carry a death sentence.
Nothing should.
And after the protests of 2020, we’ve watched institutions become even more hostile to Black people, police budgets grow, and the police kill just as many people as before:
In the conversation and organizing around this, please remember that Twitter is not the same place it was in 2020 or in 2014. Be careful, be wise, be smart
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Growing up, I knew literally NOTHING about soccer except one name:
Pelé.
I was American, midwestern, and more into the arts than athletics. And yet, the more I learned about his story and triumphs, the more I understood why, indisputably, Pelé is a deservedly global icon.
Rest well, Pelé. You more than earned your crown 🖤🕊️
I don’t know that today’s generations will understand what it means to break through cultural, racial & language barriers to become a global icon *before the internet.*
Like, we had to see Pelé on TV-without DVR. Read about him in a physical paper or magazine. That matters.
Here’s the thing: I’m very sure that lumping Meghan Markle (for standing up for herself) with the likes of…a white supremacist, apartheid Clyde and a hitler sympathizer is clickbait.
And I don’t care. DRAG THEM. @politico, this is absolute trash
Yep. And commodification of water is part of why folks can look at Flint and the hundreds of cities like it as “tragedies” and not an absolute moral failure made possible by bottling free stuff & selling it back to you—and making you think it always should have been that way.
It’s why folks don’t understand “water is life” as our Indigenous water protector siblings always remind us-because it’s not sold to us as life. It’s sold to us as a commodity.
We’re talking about a system that trades food that grows on the land on a commodities exchange.
Awakening to this fact is challenging, because all we see is that eggs are like $80 and joke about how Dasani is the only thing left after a winter storm grocery run.
But truthfully: capitalism considers everything for sale and every price negotiable to maximize profit.
God has a funny way of sending confirmations for when I’ve said no to something.
It alllllways comes back around & He whispers in my ear “mhmm. Ain’t you glad you listened to me??”
Jobs. Opportunities. People.
It either returns in better packaging because I held fast to my worth, becomes clear that the boundary/priority I set was absolutely the right one, or I get a glimpse of what coulda been and realized I was saved from something unhealthy for me.
Some of them no’s suck in the moment, too.
But ever since I’ve slowed down enough to be clear on my criteria for a yes-and taken the time to think long enough about my answer-I haven’t lost.