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My younger brother and I were out shopping with my mom when she got a call. Mom answered it, walked away from us to have her conversation, and came back FUMING. She said that the person calling was our dad, and that we were going to be moving to Iowa.
I asked why the ever-living fuck we had to move to Iowa. Apparently, our couch got a rip in it, and my parents decided that we had to move because of that. I asked why we couldn’t just replace the couch, but my mom yelled at me and insisted that we HAD to move to Iowa.Â
My brother and I packed small backpacks of stuff, and got on the plane to Iowa with our mom (but not our dad?). It was a 3-hour flight, and once we got there, we went to an apartment we were going to be living in and dropped off our stuff, then IMMEDIATELY got back on the plane and went back home.
Once home, I went to the grocery store with my dad at, like, 10PM. He introduced me to three of his friends, one of whom was Stanley from The Office, except he had a weird angelic halo around his head. The other two of my dad’s friends had the angry villager particle effects from Minecraft around their heads.
We finished the shopping trip, and on the way out I saw Danny DeVito (who was about 3 feet tall) ordering a hoagie at the sandwich station. I said hi and walked out the door.
The second we got outside, I started crying because I didn’t know anybody in Iowa and I would be alone forever.
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Space Is Not That Cool When The Ocean Is Already Full of Weird Shit
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Night Patrol
My hometown has had a lot of murdered/assaulted/abducted Anishnaabeg, particularly women and girls; in response, there is a small group of (mainly Anishnaabeg) volunteers patrolling parts of town where these incidents have been reoccurring.
The intent of patrolling is to show visibility, take preventative measures to put people out of harm’s way, make the streets safer, etc. These patrollers are actually doing something. They’re taking matters into their own hands. Police are often either participants in these crimes or literally just don’t care about the Indigenous people in this town. The patrollers’ presence makes a positive statement that I haven’t ever seen in this town: “We are here. We care. We are looking out for you.”
I’ve been meaning to volunteer for a while, but my social anxiety and the fact no one I knew would come with me prevented me. Tonight I finally went. We didn’t patrol for long but I know I’ll be going back every single time I can. I want to contribute to the good. I want to help. I respect these patrollers so much. It’s the smallest inkling of change for the better, and I’m going to hang onto it as tightly as I can.
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Wore all red on May 5 to commemorate and bring awareness to Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women and Girls.
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I REALLY fucking hate the stereotype that Canadians are so nice and passive and apologetic about everything. The stereotype is more than just irksome to me; it’s damaging. It disregards the ugly realities of racism throughout the country, particularly towards Aboriginal people.Â
I have witnessed way too much racism in this country to find the “nice Canadian” stereotype cute. The number of missing and murdered Aboriginal women and girls in my city alone is horrifying. The abuse and flat-out hatred is grotesque.Â
Here in Canada, people are really good at not giving a shit about the well-being of another human being if that person happens to be Aboriginal. Here in Canada, people are so well-armed with their assumptions and stereotypes that they can’t even bother to see Aboriginal people as HUMAN.Â
So no. Canada is not a magical land where everyone loves each other and says sorry constantly. That stereotype is insulting to every Aboriginal woman who is assaulted, goes missing, and/or is murdered. It’s insulting to the families of those missing and murdered women who seek justice and answers that they will never receive, simply because non-Aboriginal Canadians don’t give a damn.
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Missing and murdered indigenous women and girls
Her name was Sabrina,
She was a Daughter, a mother, a sister, a aunt, a cousin , a heroic person, a fire fighter and a beloved friend.
She is one of the many women that had went out into the world never expecting this to happen, not here not now. She went out on July 8th around 4pm and she was murdered at 6pm that evening.
She is on her way to people not coming forward and telling her story . The people who know what happened to her aren’t coming forward, not giving the family, my family closure. Her life was taken in pure hatred, and what’s worse the man who did this to her has not been put on Parole, has not been charged, and is still roaming the place where he took her life.
Say her name, SABRINA ROSETTE. She’s a mother, her life was taken in vein, she had two children, she had people that loved her from all over the place near and far, yet, this joy filled woman’s life was taken in vein. Taken too soon. Sabrina Rosette (Jack) was only 33, she left her 4 and 14 year old on earth, she left loved ones, she left friends, she left a piece of her with us.
Raise awareness for all the missing and murdered indigenous women and girls around the nation.
REMEMBER THEIR NAMES, REMEMBER THEIR FACED







#Justice for Meena#Missing and Murdered indigenous Women and Girls#MMIWG#Raise awareness#This is happening#Make a movement#Sabrina Rosette Jack#Sabrina Jack#Chilcotin Nation#Indigenous#Native American
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my parents aren’t teaching me life lessons.
#i need some adults to TEACH ME SHIT ABOUT LIFE
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In 1991, Isaac Wright Jr. was wrongfully convicted of being a drug kingpin in New Jersey and sentenced to life imprisonment. While behind bars, Wright educated himself on the law and became a prison paralegal; he assisted numerous inmates with their appeals. During his own appeal process, Wright served as his own lawyer. While conducting a cross-examination, Wright was able to extract a confession of police misconduct from veteran police detective, James Dugan, who confessed to a wide and systematic misconduct and cover-up.
Wright was subsequently released from prison. He obtained an undergraduate degree, graduated from St. Thomas University School of Law, passed the New Jersey Bar and was then granted admission to the bar. With his new status as a lawyer, Wright went after the men involved in the misconduct and cover-up. Dugan pleaded guilty to official misconduct and evaded prison time. The judge, Michael Imbriani was removed from the bench and sentenced to prison on theft charges. Somerset County Prosecutor committed suicide after authorities attempted to arrest him.
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