Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Philando Castile & people saying that his murder was faked

There is footage of a police officer shooting Philando Castile, and there is footage of them arresting his fiance Diamond Reynolds with her baby girl. There is also footage of the little girl telling her mom "Please don't cuss and scream because I don't want you to get shooted." And conspiracy theorists are saying "this is faked like the Sandy hook shooting and Boston bombing."
This is the inconsiderate nature of an entire nation wrapped into one tragedy that is being presented in the news media. For one, if you're Black, then justice and fair laws don't apply to you. If you're a victim of color, then you're treated like you're the criminal. Two, if you're a White terrorist, then you're not even given a slap on the wrist. 
Three, we already know that the police and the entire prison system is inhumane, but the indictment of the white police officer was a decision made by the public on a jury panel. And now that there is footage after footage of Philando's murder publicly displaying on the news and the internet, people have the delusional thinking that it has all been faked. It is a complete silencing and erasure of what it is like to be black in America. It is an erasure of slavery in America, and every way slavery has been intertwined thereafter in America. It's white peoples way of saying that black people shouldn't exist or either don't exist in their white world.
This is one of the many examples historically of the murders of black folks by white authority figures. But again, people want to erase that erase to forget that history. And once again, Emmett Till's historical marker was vandalized and defaced. The marker is to paint the story of Emmett Till, a 14-year old boy, who was brutally tortured by white men. The vandalism is once again a symbol that not only is history trying to be erased--but also that history of genocide is something to be mocked. 

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Watching the summer go by Cassie K

Bees pollinating flowers,
Whilst foraging birds spread seed.
From drinking nectar for hours,
Across a field to of weed.
Before the summer rain showers,
Nourishing life so they can feed.
We are at the mercy of their powers,
Whether it's nature's deed.
We think we control those who cower,
But they are those who are freed.

Turn into fog by Cassie K

I hear the music and it takes me back
To a cold, secluded, dark place
Watching distant lights flicker against the night.
To that cliff where the wind went through me
I was ready for it to weaken my knees
And I disappear into the ether.
When the bliss washed over me
And the waves tempted my eyes
I felt the moment of letting it within.
I was ready to turn into fog,
Or turn into the darkness,
To become the things that confuse and mystify.

Summer sunset photography by Cassie K

06/24/2017 sunset

06/25/2017 sunset