cloudya:

My dad was arrested a few months ago.

That’s hard to say. It’s even harder to believe.

Out of the blue, some cops showed up at my dad’s door and told him someone had accused him of theft and assault. My dad was locked up. He was subjected to a full body search and put in a jail cell. He had to spend the night there while my family scrambled to make bail.

But here’s the thing: my dad was working at the time of the alleged crime. He’s a delivery person for a pharmaceutical company. He has his clients’ signatures and paperwork, as well as their verbal confirmations that they saw him, as evidence to back him up. He has his cell phone triangulation data which puts him nowhere near the alleged victim. Moreover, my dad is not a criminal. He’s not violent. He’s 65 years old. He’s a freaking vegan.

None of this matters. All you need in order to be arrested is an accusation. The police didn’t check my dad’s whereabouts or look into the feasibility of the accuser’s story. They didn’t care. The reality of the justice system is that you are guilty until you can prove yourself innocent.

And good luck with that because it’s going to cost you.  Bail fees, attorney fees, court fees – my dad has had to deal with all of them. And then, to make matters worse, his company fired him because he now has an arrest record.

What about the accuser?  It has since surfaced that he’s acquainted with of one of the men on my dad’s delivery route. This man was angry because my dad refused to leave deliveries on without obtaining a signature. My dad refused to do this because it’s against the law. He is required to get a signature. So this man concocted a way to teach my dad a lesson. He supplied his friend with my dad’s name and description, and he got him to tell a lie. A lie that has cost my dad his job, his savings, and his pride. A lie that is still hanging over him as court dates get pushed back and back and back.

The evidence is with my dad.  His case is open and shut. He is innocent. Unfortunately, prosecutors keep asking for and receiving more time to prepare. This has now dragged on for over 7 months. Until he gets his hearing, my dad is unable to work. He has to pay his lawyer’s retainer. He has to pay the mortgage. He has to make ends meet.

My dad has paid over $14,000 in legal fees. Now he’s unemployed and still owes upwards of $7500. My brother and I have given him everything we have. And still, the costs keep piling up. We are drowning.

I’ve started a fund to raise money for my dad. If you can donate just one dollar or two, it would help us out so much. If you can’t, please consider reblogging? Anything you can do – anything at all – would be incredibly appreciated.

The truth is that this isn’t the kind of thing you want to share with the world.  I don’t want to stand, hat-in-hand, before my friends and say, “help me.” But I have to. For my dad, who taught me that we do whatever we can to help the ones we love. He has always, always fought for me. So it’s my turn to fight for him.

(Reblogged from cloudya)
(Reblogged from anthropologie)

Am I the only one who can’t seem to reply to messages here? I think I am replying privately to people, but then the whole conversation disappears, so what the hell? 

Specifically, @naimhe and @jamiwithani

I maintain that every civil rights bill in this country was passed for white people, not for black people. For example, I am black. I know that. I also know that while I am black I am a human being. Therefore I have the right to go into any public place. White people don’t know that. Every time I tried to go into a public place they stopped me. So some boys had to write a bill to tell that white man, "He’s a human being; don’t stop him." That bill was for the white man, not for me. I knew I could vote all the time and that it wasn’t a privilege but my right. Every time I tried I was shot, killed or jailed, beaten or economically deprived. So somebody had to write a bill to tell white people, "When a black man comes to vote, don’t bother him." That bill was for white people. I know I can live anyplace I want to live. It is white people across this country who are incapable of allowing me to live where I want. You need a civil rights bill, not me.

Stokely Carmichael, setting shit straight and placing responsibility for the “race problem” squarely where it belongs. 

 The very language in regards to civil rights in this country is embedded in white supremacist ideology. How many of us have been duped into accepting the fallacious notion that whites have “given” blacks rights? The notion itself presupposes black inferiority while failing to acknowledge the root problem: white racism. Change the language, change your mind.

(via chancellorschamber)

The full speech is available to read at http://www.edchange.org/multicultural/speeches/stokely_carmichael_blackpower.html

(via betthearm)

(Reblogged from benredux)

Irritated. Frustrated. Annoyed.

C2E2

Anyone in town for #CHSH interested in going to this tomorrow? I have 3 passes for Saturday up for grabs. $39 each face value, but any offers will be entertained.
http://c2e214.mapyourshow.com/5_0/sessions/session_results.cfm?type=date&date=04/26/2014
#CHSH

This boy is a crazy sleeper. I found him like this the other night as I was going to bed. What a kook

cutlerish:

pilawski:

two-tickets-to-paradise:

yzma:

did u try unplugging the government and plugging it back in

what about blowing into it

Monica Lewinsky got into a lot of trouble for that

I’m not sure you know how blowjobs work.

(Source: maryjblige)

(Reblogged from cutlerish)
roothakers:

Jack saw this and thought of me.
Which pretty much means I’m doing it correctly. 

I want this hair

roothakers:

Jack saw this and thought of me.

Which pretty much means I’m doing it correctly. 

I want this hair

(Reblogged from thetroothandnothingbutthetruth)