slaughterhouse90210:

“It was like when you make a move in chess and just as you take your finger off the piece, you see the mistake you’ve made, and there’s this panic because you don’t know yet the scale of disaster you’ve left yourself open to.”—Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go
atane:

atane:

This is a story that isn’t getting the traction in the press that it should. I posted the case about Howard Morgan not long ago here.
Morgan was a veteran police officer in Chicago. He is black. He was shot 28 times by 4 white officers. 21 of those shots were administered to the back of his body. Morgan never fired a weapon, and a witness corroborated that. In fact, one of the officers took Morgan’s weapon away from him. Morgan was acquitted of aggravated discharge of a weapon in 2007. 
Some key facts via this online petition

Howard Morgan’s van was crushed and destroyed without notice or cause before any forensic investigation could be done. The State only produced 3 of the 28 bullets shot into and taken from Howard Morgan’s body, whereby the rest of the 25 bullets could have shown whether or not the police officers who shot Mr. Morgan shot him with his own gun after taking it from him. Howard Morgan was never tested for gun residue to confirm if he even fired a weapon on the morning in question. The State never produced the actual bullet proof vest worn by one of the officers who claimed to have allegedly taken a shot directly into the vest on the morning in question. The State only produced a replica.

Despite all this, and the fact that Morgan was earlier acquitted of firing his own weapon, Morgan was found guilty of attempted murder of the 4 white officers who shot him 28 times, with 21 of those shots having entry points on the back of his body. How does one not fire a weapon, get shot 28 times by four officers, and then be found guilty of attempted murder? It doesn’t make sense.
Morgan is set to be sentenced in April. More info here.

Since people insist on contacting to tell me “not all cops”, I’ll be reblogging old posts of the most egregious cases of police brutality. This isn’t about individual “nice” cops. This is about a systemic problem. Good cops are forced to tow the line or they will get dealt with. No one is denying that cops have a tough job. Who said they didn’t? Isn’t that what they signed up for? Don’t jump in the lion’s den and then complain about lions.
The case above is about a Black Chicago cop named Howard Morgan. Why his case didn’t gain national attention beats me. He was shot 28 times by fellow officers, and 21 of those shots came from behind. He survived somehow. One officer took his weapon away from him. Black cops are not safe either.
pyrexvisean:

jesuisperdu:

flat-studio:

by Josh Smith

i hate how much i like josh smith’s ceramics

this is cool!
"The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling." —

David Foster Wallace (via witchinghole)

DFW is still the only one writer that I’ve read that has been able to put depression into words in a way that doesn’t minimize common sadness or elevate depression in a melodramatic way. He is a master. 


by Leti

Gonna go drink with my friend from high school because I worked an hour shift today that was supposed to be a four hour shift and I fucking deserve a goddamn alcoholic beverage 

fuckdad:

it always fucks me up cause i think my friends on here are like my age or maybe a year younger but then they talk about how much fun they about to have 11th grade and i’m like? what the fuck did you are just saying?

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