The BlackCat

The BlackCat

Cassie. 20 years old. Currently residing in Portland. College sophomore. Sociology major. Feminist.
Art is my life, music is my escape. These are my thoughts.

Another unarmed black youth shot to death. 13 years old

warofpositionist:

FORWARD WIDELY:

“Darius Simmons was by all accounts a good kid. The fun loving 6th grader was simply moving a garbage can in front of his home when his neighbor, 75 year old John Henry Spooner confronted him with a shotgun and accused him of stealing from his home. Darius, who was in school the time of the robbery, denied being involved with the theft. John Henry Spooner then proceed to shoot Darius in his chest, while he had his hands raise showing Spooner he was unarmed. His mom, who was watching in horror, ran to Darius to see if she could find a pulse, she couldn’t. Darius, 13 years old and unarmed, was murdered in cold blood in front of his mother.” 

“The institution of marriage is not under attack as a result of the President’s words. Marriage was under attack years ago by men who viewed women as property and children as trophies of sexual prowess. Marriage is under attack by low wages, high incarceration, unfair tax policy, unemployment, and lack of education. Marriage is under attack by clergy who proclaim monogamy yet think nothing of stepping outside the bonds of marriage to have multiple affairs with “preaching groupies.”

Rev. Otis Moss III, Senior Pastor of Trinity United Church of Christ (via touchoftea)

macaronn:

Cool Finger Paintings

by Judith Braun

“You don’t have to be pretty. You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked “female”.”

Erin (from A Dress A Day)

I wish someone would have told me this when I was younger.  

(via iamateenagefeminist)

I need a drink

I got off work at 11 tonight and realized I locked my keys and my purse in my car. So now I’m sitting in the office waiting for AAA to get here. At least my coworkers are all here, but this really blows, I wanna be in bed right now. :( I have to be up at 5:30 tomorrow! :(((