“…the Mother’s Day Parade shooting has largely been forgotten. On Sunday, shots were fired into a crowd during a parade in the New Orleans 7th ward. Police said they saw three suspects running from the scene.

This is the largest mass shooting in the United States where the shooters were still at large after the crime was committed. Think about that for a minute. From Columbine to Virginia Tech to Fort Hill to Aurora, all the shooters were either killed or apprehended on site. But the person or people responsible for shooting 19 Americans are still free.

…Because this is an act of domestic terrorism right? Just because the alleged shooter was wearing a white tee and jeans does that suddenly make the shooting a gang-related affair? And we all know how irrelevant gang-related shootings are in America….

Now take a moment and imagine a Mother’s Day Parade in the suburbs of Denver, a neighborhood in Edina or a plaza in Austin where bullets rain down on civilians and even hit children. I can’t help but imagine the around-the-clock news coverage. And I can’t help but think it’s because most of America can identify with the fear of being bombarded with gunfire while just enjoying a parade in the middle of town. But America can’t identify with being at a parade in the “inner city” where “gang violence” erupts. The “oh my God, that could happen to me” factor isn’t present with a story about New Orleans or the Chicago southside.”

Read one of her most riveting passages below:

“For starters, had I known two years ago what I know now, I would have gladly worn a headdress to school. Show me to any closet, and I would’ve happily come out of it. “Diversity!” I offer about as much diversity as a saltine *******. If it were up to me, I would’ve been any of the diversities: Navajo, Pacific Islander, anything. Sen. Elizabeth Warren, I salute you and your 1/32 Cherokee heritage.”

No one ever said it wasn’t hard out here for a pimp
but lest we forget the brown, black, Muslim and LGBT hypothetical ‘hoes’ that they profit off of.

Sassy Suzy’s privilege is showing a like a panty-line and I’m embarrassed for her, but hell some of us hoes can even fathom wearing under garments- just the nature of our job…. And we can’t afford them

She sounds like people who whine: “i wish i could just sit around and watch TV all day and collect a check” as if unemployment and poverty are just the ultimate vacation to rival their yearly visit to the Hamptons.

Sassy Suzy doesn’t realize that all she has, all her privilege, only exist in contrast to those she mocks as seat warmers who won’t move to the back of the academic bus for her. Yes, Suzy you could have worn a head-wrap or come out of, what i assume is a wonderful walk in closet full of the latest forever 21 (IKR totes), i kinda wish you did, so you can see that ‘Minority’ isn’t a amusement park ride mofos take for fun and leave all those ups and downs of being on the powerless, hated and underrepresented end with their barf bag at the gate. These aren’t customs, food, or dances the way they like to trivialize our existence as, you can’t put us on for your pleasure and gain even if you insist on trying to rent us by the hour.

but enough of that, i can’t write anymore cause i can see her face on the article and I’m getting pissed by little things, like the fact she can keep her shirt white and i can’t (why don’t you have stains!!!!!) so i’mma leave it there. Please forgive me for the excessive use of analogies…. I understand if you all “da fucc” and don’t understand

5. Most Awareness Campaigns Are a Waste of Time

Why You Shouldn’t Do It

Sure, awareness campaigns are great … if they’re for an obscure yet noteworthy issue that needs publicity. However, that is rarely the case — most of them focus on well-known problems that are most likely to gain media space and public attention.

Take breast cancer: Despite the many, many, many awareness campaigns thrown at us by everyone from our co-workers to goddamn KFC, breast cancer death rates have stayed steady over the last decade.

Via Independent
You can’t get breast cancer if you die of a heart attack. Charity!

The reason behind this is three-pronged:

One, it’s breast cancer. An awareness campaign for breast cancer was vital in, say, the ’60s and ’70s, when words like “breast cancer” were never even uttered in public (let alone plugged during an NFL game). Today, however, everyone is aware of its existence, and there are maybe three women in America who don’t know that they should be checking their breasts every once in a while. This means that all those campaigns are telling you things you already know full well, to the point that your brain is just starting to tune them out.

Two: Not only are most awareness campaigns useless, they often actually harm their cause by misrepresenting the very problem they’re trying to fight. Many breast cancer campaigns focus on how sexy boobs are, with clever slogans like “I grab a feel so cancer can’t steal.” Ignoring how weird it is that a bunch of men clearly sat around a board room and brainstormed ways to make their anti-cancer campaign sexy (“I want our audience to be like ‘Finally, a cancer I can fuck’”), it’s also not helping. The young, perky women wearing a “save second base” shirt who are often closely associated with these campaigns are in fact among the least likely to get cancer. The more probable victims are in fact their grandmas, who tend to be pretty much ignored in these campaigns for the very simple reason of, well, granny boobs. The real tragedy is glossed over, which you may recognize as being the exact opposite of awareness.

So now when Breast Cancer Awareness month rolls around, we’re thinking about pink shoes in the NFL, or pink buckets of KFC chicken, or hot college chicks with boob-related T-shirts, but never are we thinking about actual cancer victims.

The third, and by far the worst, issue is that participation in awareness campaigns makes people less likely to give actual money. Studies have found that people who do a good deed will use that as an excuse to cut back on other good behavior, so if you go out and get wasted on breast cancer vodka, you won’t feel obligated to donate cold, hard cash. Why should you? You’ve already done your part!

just a snippet:

Richter has been collecting food from places like the Ohav Zedek synagogue and bringing it to homeless shelters for more than 20 years, but recently his donation, including a “cholent” or carrot stew, was turned away because the Bloomberg administration wants to monitor the salt, fat and fiber eaten by the homeless.

stfuconservatives:

karnythia:

Fact: White students receive more scholarship money than non-white students

jhameia:

Do minority students get more than a fair share of college scholarships? That myth reared its head earlier this year after a Texas nonprofit, the Former Majority…

(Source: downlo)