curiousgeorgiana

blueandbluer:

tehblackbird:

Okay, yeah, I am going to post my final edit of the video I worked on all day. Because I worked on it all day, and this one is the best version.

I know not many people watch videos on tumblr, but I hope you will watch and share this one. Not because I want reblogs, but because I want everyone to see what the people of America have united for this year.

I took most of these photos myself. The rest I got from friends or the internet. Included are the Wisconsin protests, Slutwalk Chicago, Occupy Wall Street, protests against the execution of Troy Davis, the UC bake sale protest, LGBTQ protests, and more.

What you will see in this video - Americans from all walks of life coming together to fight for their rights, and for the rights of others. 

What you will not see in this video (with the exception of some police brutality) - violence, hatred, greed, or discrimination. 

I could ask America to wake up. But I think most of us are awake. It’s the people in power who aren’t. 

Do not ever stop fighting. Sooner or later, they will have to listen.

Peace.

Video may or may not have made me cry. Well done, blackbird.

Also, I am starting to think you and I really have identical record collections.

2011- Hell Yeah!!!

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moth-breath:

sleepingthrutheworry:

entropyforever:

sunny-sea-turtles:

tharcblack:

burenvanmartin:

solitudinous:

I don’t know if you guys can see that well but those are the red marks on my wrists for being handcuffed for three straight hours today, with my hands twisted unnaturally behind my back. 
I decided to go to the wall street occupation in NYC and…
-was maced in the face while standing on a public sidewalk calmly asking an officer if I could continue walking. 
-was forcefully arrested (arms pulled behind my back by two police officers then lifted off the ground and dragged to a nearby wall) while being treated for the mace on my skin
-had my requests for information (whether I was being arrested or simply detained, why I was being arrested, whether they could read me my rights) greeted with silence by a wall of policemen standing with their nets, watching us sit there handcuffed. 
-was bused, as the cuffs got tighter and tighter, to police headquarters (along with about 80 other peaceful protesters) and made to wait in the van outside headquarters for another two and a half hours
-was detained inside a prison cell for about another 6 hours, again with barely any information about why I was arrested and for how long
-was told I could have a phone call but only if it was to a New York number, and then was subsequently ignored when I asked if I could use a phone book 
-was finally released with a charge of disorderly conduct and a court date nov 3
Right now I’m overwhelmed and exhausted. I missed the last train back to sarah lawrence because of being in fucking jail, so I’m staying at my friend’s dorm at parsons. I had just about every right I “have” violated tonight and it makes me really angry. when the police feel the need to use the amount of force they did on me - i’m 93 lbs and 4 ft - you know something’s off. when they’re detaining the “granny peace brigade” along with me, you know there’s really something off. this isn’t right, this isn’t democracy. that’s all I can say right now because I’m so fucking tired and I need to just go to bed. perhaps I’ll have some more coherent thoughts tomorrow, but again, right now I’m just totally overwhelmed. 

I was fucking pissed off when I heard about this, but then I saw the video footage of you being maced and I almost cried. What. The. Fuck. Where did all of this country’s justice go?

BASTARDS! I hope you’re feeling better now. I seriously hate how some policemen just think they can pretty much do what they want with the weapons they’ve got. Are we supposed to feel safe around them? Because I don’t think we do anymore.

I love how Westboro can do whatever the fuck they want, and people can protest abortion clinics all the fucking time, but peacefully protest Wall Street and police brutality is everywhere. I just get more and more ashamed of my country as the days go on. 

These stories need to be told. People need to listen. This isn’t okay.

Reblog. This is more important than a pretty dress you want or a pretty picture. This is about your future and your children’s future.

holy fuck. 

moth-breath:

sleepingthrutheworry:

entropyforever:

sunny-sea-turtles:

tharcblack:

burenvanmartin:

solitudinous:

I don’t know if you guys can see that well but those are the red marks on my wrists for being handcuffed for three straight hours today, with my hands twisted unnaturally behind my back. 

I decided to go to the wall street occupation in NYC and…

-was maced in the face while standing on a public sidewalk calmly asking an officer if I could continue walking. 

-was forcefully arrested (arms pulled behind my back by two police officers then lifted off the ground and dragged to a nearby wall) while being treated for the mace on my skin

-had my requests for information (whether I was being arrested or simply detained, why I was being arrested, whether they could read me my rights) greeted with silence by a wall of policemen standing with their nets, watching us sit there handcuffed. 

-was bused, as the cuffs got tighter and tighter, to police headquarters (along with about 80 other peaceful protesters) and made to wait in the van outside headquarters for another two and a half hours

-was detained inside a prison cell for about another 6 hours, again with barely any information about why I was arrested and for how long

-was told I could have a phone call but only if it was to a New York number, and then was subsequently ignored when I asked if I could use a phone book 

-was finally released with a charge of disorderly conduct and a court date nov 3

Right now I’m overwhelmed and exhausted. I missed the last train back to sarah lawrence because of being in fucking jail, so I’m staying at my friend’s dorm at parsons. I had just about every right I “have” violated tonight and it makes me really angry. when the police feel the need to use the amount of force they did on me - i’m 93 lbs and 4 ft - you know something’s off. when they’re detaining the “granny peace brigade” along with me, you know there’s really something off. this isn’t right, this isn’t democracy. that’s all I can say right now because I’m so fucking tired and I need to just go to bed. perhaps I’ll have some more coherent thoughts tomorrow, but again, right now I’m just totally overwhelmed. 

I was fucking pissed off when I heard about this, but then I saw the video footage of you being maced and I almost cried. What. The. Fuck. Where did all of this country’s justice go?

BASTARDS! I hope you’re feeling better now. I seriously hate how some policemen just think they can pretty much do what they want with the weapons they’ve got. Are we supposed to feel safe around them? Because I don’t think we do anymore.

I love how Westboro can do whatever the fuck they want, and people can protest abortion clinics all the fucking time, but peacefully protest Wall Street and police brutality is everywhere. I just get more and more ashamed of my country as the days go on. 

These stories need to be told. People need to listen. This isn’t okay.

Reblog. This is more important than a pretty dress you want or a pretty picture. This is about your future and your children’s future.

holy fuck.