September 15, 1963
Allow me to introduce Lesley McSpadden and Michael Brown Sr., the parents of the unarmed young man gunned down in Ferguson, Mo. in August, Michael Brown Jr. aka Mike Brown.
The images from this tragic incident have quite powerfully paralleled to that of images from the civil rights movement. Images from all over the world that prompted political attention and involvement from communities in Mexico to parts of China. In my opinion, some of the most significant photographs came from colleges and universities that participated in the “Don’t Shoot”
Continue reading Political Focus in college SGA and BSU
I had to read various websites to ensure I was reading this clearly… Colorado, for the third time, wants to pass Amendment 67 that would ban all abortions, inclusive of rape and incest victims, and when a woman’s health is in danger. I am not sure what they didn’t understand about it not being passed the first and second time… maybe it’s all that marijuana smoking???
The government has had this fixation on controlling a woman’s body for centuries upon centuries.
Continue reading Dear Colorado: Marijuana vs Motherhood?
The media has moved on to something else. The murder of Michael Brown in Ferguson, Mo. is now old news and the country is in an uproar over Nick and Mariah getting divorced and Ebola making its’ way into the states. Just like the country was in nation wide support and rallies for the “Bring Back Our Girls” distress from Nigeria, we have now obeyed the media and moved our emotions elsewhere. But this little town in Missouri has vowed NOT to be satisfied with being told, “justice will be served.” No, not this town! While we sleep, they take shifts and keep the city officials on their toes with protests and sustained organizing until they can speak in past tense, “justice has been served.”
Continue reading Ferguson: no longer important?; Still Very Potent
They look like my cousins. One of them could be my brothers friend. In the back they have my nephew and his friends. See, this mess won’t reach the homes where their families are. They will have to get through the front line first and then the young and strong before they get to Big Momma’s house. And we have the babies in bed so it’s on and popping when your big toe hits the front lawn.
This picture is not intimidating. I wouldn’t clutch my purse as I walked past them. This picture shows them on the same side. The side that we sometimes forget we have the common interest in…Justice.