have you ever been so high that you rolled your friend into a joint
|—||Victor Hugo (via myworried-mind)|
felinedacat — it’s a process.
(1) Wake up on Saturday and roast a chicken. Eviscerate chicken at around noon, put the meat in one container, and the bones in a pot.
(2) Spend the afternoon cooking down the bones for soup stock, which involves water and spices and salt and stuff.
(3) Wake up…
gumbos no joke lol
I watch the Mississippi River flow,
And then imagine where the waters go,
Heading, as they are, to the Gulf of Mexico.
Upriver, too, a story can be told
Of one lone molecule,
Ejected from a cloud,
down to a street in Minneapolis.
Running off, on its way to New Orleans,
(Though it doesn’t need a map for this)
Around the riverbends does it careen.
Though it be unaware of the path that it now takes,
I find myself in awe of its unworried derring-do.
And as that little molecule through the river snakes,
It forms not just the river but Americana too.
For as this bit of water and its cousins
Come streaming down the continent
In their unnumbered billions,
The famous Old Man River
Is before my eye created.
And then I realize with a shiver
As the river wind blows by
That what is made is larger
Than what I see with my own eyes:
What those motes have here created
Is a Nation, physically related,
And thereby instantiated.
Here lies the body of this world,
Whose soul alas to hell is hurled.
This golden youth long since was past,
Its silver manhood went as fast,
An iron age drew on at last;
'Tis vain its character to tell,
The several fates which it befell,
What year it died, when ‘twill arise,
We only know that here it lies.
In case you’re interested in hearing from a reformed Gurl - here’s Pippa Biddle’s experience. Worth a read.
White people aren’t told that the color of their skin is a problem very often. We sail through police check points, don’t garner sideways glances in affluent neighborhoods, and are…
New Orleans, February 2014: Personal Style
Le Chevalier de Saint-Georges (1745-1799) was an Afro-French composer who was also France’s best fencer. During the French Revolution he was Colonel of a legion of Black volunteers, and fought heroically.
Chocolate is one of the currencies of Valentine’s Day, but its sweet taste covers up an unsavory understory.
From the Pulitzer Center’s Untold Stories Channel:
“The story begins innocently enough. Fertile soil attracts labor from far and wide. Factories provide employment, farmland is plentiful, and for a time the economy of Ivory Coast booms as a much-desired commodity – cocoa – is exported across the globe.
But the story of cocoa has never been an innocent one. So valuable in the Aztec court that it was used as currency, blood has been shed over cocoa profits since Europeans first developed a taste for chocolate. Over the past two centuries, farming and production have moved from country to country, from the Caribbean to West Africa, always dependent on rich farmland and cheap labor.
Ivory Coast’s ethnic strife is the most recent chapter in cocoa’s troubled history. Initially migrant workers from across West Africa were invited to the country to share in its farmland, helping Ivory Coast become the world’s top producer. (Today it provides some 40 percent of the world’s crop.) But once the economy went sour in the 1980s, cocoa profits were more jealously guarded. Land disputes erupted, sparking xenophobic violence that became a 10-year civil war.
With the cessation of post-election violence last year and the ascendance of a new government, the war is supposedly over. But new attacks are still carried out between rival factions; thousands of people still live in refugee camps; and those who return to their destroyed homes swear vengeance. As always, cocoa production continues through the strife — but reconciliation and a true end to conflict may still be a long way off.”
Images and story by Peter DiCampo. Ivory Coast, 2012.
Follow Peter on Twitter @peterdicampo (via pulitzercenter)
Anybody want to hear a story? Message me a number from 6 - 40 and I’ll tell you a story from that age in my life. (And I’ll ask you for one!)
Message me for a story 4-22!
Oh wow I never noticed that people asked me to reply to this! Here it goes:
14: In 2005, when I was 14, I started high school marching band as a freshman, in August. This is southeast Texas, so the temperature out on the parking lot is in the hundreds routinely, and we’re out there for hours. It broke me out of my cloistered air-conditioned shell in a way I never had been. It was a very boot-camp like experience, one I obviously have not forgotten. It certainly taught me how to deal with authority figures like bosses. I still remember being told to go “grab water,” a much-needed 2-minute sloshfest with giant water thermos’ under the thin metal pavilion beside the parking lot. What I can say though, is that sweat does have a certain cleansing feeling associated with it, as dirty as you feel once you start drying.
17: At age 17, 2008, I was a senior in high school. Hurricane Ike hit the Houston area during September. No major damage was done, at least no flooding (no more than is usual for a hard rain in Houston anyway), but our electricity was out for about two weeks. In the course of that time, mostly out from school, my friends and family and I lived a life more reminiscent of the 19th century than of the 21st, eating from cans, standing in line for ice shipped in from outside, biking to each others’ houses to drink tea on their leaf- and branch-strewn porches. I also taught myself guitar during that time, something I have let go over the intervening years.
19: When I was 19, a sophomore in college, I thought I was as happy as I had ever been. Doing well in college, adapting neatly to independence, and loving learning in a way I had never done in high school, I was full of self-confidence. I even had a girlfriend that was in love with me. Heady days. One time, though, I got really angry with her while we were at a party. I stormed out and started going downstairs (it was in an apartment on a high level), and as I trudged down the stairs I passed two policemen who were, I could tell from my eavesdropping, on their way to bust the party, where my girlfriend and all her friends were. They were high up, so it’s not like they had a back door to escape through. I had about 1 minute to warn her, I realized. However, I did nothing and went home and to bed. (She didn’t get in trouble for underage drinking, in the end, but I still feel ambiguously about the event)
almost anything… I guess I mostly drink black, ataaya/green, mint, chai. I buy what’s on sale so I get random stuff. but my ataaya supply is running out. Tazo was on super sale recently so I got some of that and their apricot vanilla white tea is sooo good…
Ahem I have a shit ton of ataya lol
gahhh all i have is 3/4 of
// no political statement intended
In this famous photograph by Eve Arnold, a young activist is trained not to react to provocation at a 1960 civil rights training session in Virginia. The training was organized by the Congress for Racial Equality or CORE, one of the major civil rights organizations of the period. Founded in 1942, by the early 1960s, CORE had dozens of chapters around the US, including many on college campuses. Since CORE frequently used civil disobedience to challenge segregation and other discriminatory policies, they often held nonviolence trainings such as the one pictured here.
One of CORE’s most famous initiatives, organized with the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee or SNCC, were the Freedom Rides during which mixed race groups of civil rights activists would ride buses into the segregated South. During the first ride, the Freedom Riders were attacked by mobs and severely beaten at several stops in Alabama. After the initial group of activists were forced to abandon the ride, SNCC leader Diane Nash organized new groups of activists to take their place. Throughout the summer of 1961, more than 60 Freedom Rides crisscrossed the South with an estimated 450 riders participating.
During their rides, the activists would often protest against other forms of racial discrimination they encountered by sitting together at segregated lunch counters and restaurants. This tactic proved especially effective when they targeted large chains, which would often choose to desegregate their businesses in the face of Northern boycotts. The activists frequently faced harassment during such sit-ins ranging from food and drinks being poured on them or smoke being blown in their faces to beatings and arrests.
Nonviolence trainings such as this one were intended to help prepare the activists, many of whom were high school and college students, for such treatment. The courage of these and other civil rights activists helped bring the issue of segregation to national attention and inspired many people to join the growing movement for racial equality.
To introduce young people to the Civil Rights Movement and its courageous activists, we’ve compiled over 30 books for children and teens in our special feature on the “Top Mighty Girl Books on Civil Rights History” at http://www.amightygirl.com/mighty-girl-picks/civil-rights-history
Among those books featured in the collection include “Freedom on the Menu: The Greensboro Sit-Ins” for ages 5 to 8 (http://www.amightygirl.com/freedom-on-the-menu), “White Socks Only” for ages 5 to 9 (http://www.amightygirl.com/white-socks-only), “The Story of Ruby Bridges” for ages 4 to 8 (http://www.amightygirl.com/the-story-of-ruby-bridges), “Claudette Colvin: Twice Toward Justice” for 10 and up ages (http://www.amightygirl.com/claudette-colvin-twice-toward-justice), “Remember: The Journey to School Integration” for ages 9 and up (http://www.amightygirl.com/remember-the-journey-to-school-integration), “Fire From The Rock” for ages 12 and up (http://www.amightygirl.com/fire-from-the-rock), and “Warriors Don’t Cry: A Searing Memoir of the Battle to Integrate Little Rock’s Central High” for ages 12 and up (http://www.amightygirl.com/warriors-don-t-cry).
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