100,000 NYC School Children Face Airport-Style Security Screening Every Day

Are Schools Conditioning Our Children For The Criminal Justice System?

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by Cecilia Reyes, ProPublica, and Jenny Ye, WNYC

This story was published to this blog under ProPublica’s Creative Commons’ provisions.

On the coldest morning New York City has seen this winter, a stream of teenage students hit a bottleneck at the front of a Brooklyn school building. They shed their jackets, gloves, and belts, shivering as they wait to pass through a metal detector and send their backpacks through an x-ray machine. School safety agents stand nearby, poised to step in if the alarm bleats.

It’s an everyday occurrence for more than 100,000 middle and high school students across the city. Continue reading “100,000 NYC School Children Face Airport-Style Security Screening Every Day”

I’ve Noticed…

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Friends, I’d like to chat with you about some things that I have recently noticed.

Before I begin, allow me to warn you in advance that you may or may not agree with any of my observations.

That’s alright with me.

But, hopefully, after you read this, we will still be able to maintain a high level of mutual respect; even if we have opposing points of view.

In my mind, that is one of the hallmarks of civility; don’t you think?

Now…

Let me start by saying that I strongly believe that we ALL matter.  Every single one of us.

EVER-Y-BODY!

However, based on several past and present events, I’ve noticed that some people do not agree with me. Sadly, I have no choice but to draw this conclusion based on the murders of Alton Sterling and Philando Castile; not to mention Trayvon Martin, Eric Garner, Michael Brown…

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Now Repeat After Me! “Black Lives Matter!” Once Again, “Black Lives Matter!” Now, Get Real!

“She ‘gon bring it to ya living room and she ain’t gon apologize for barging in. And why should she for spoon feeding us reality? Geo on the hard hitting necessary blogger Shelby Courtland

Black lives matter!
Keep telling yourself that lie
and that it’s just a matter of time
 before you get your piece of the pie.

Black lives matter!
 Blacks are why the morgues are full.
 and why the jails are overcrowded.
That Black lives matter shit is bull!

Black lives matter!
It’s why you’re holding up a sign
because Freddie Gray is dead.
They broke that Black man’s spine.

Black lives matter!
This is what you must make known.
You want them to understand
that you can’t help your Black skin tone.

Black lives matter!
But how can you be so sure?
 It would seem that Black must be a disease.
And that death is the only cure.

Blogger Shelby Courtland comes straight at us 100% tried and true on this one. Like Jesse Williams – she’s been looking at the data. And the data reveals  #black livesmatter alright – but in contexts that are detrimental to Blacks.

Be forewarned – Shelby doesn’t tip toe not to awake, she hits the door with the literary battering ram to awake and inform. She doesn’t water down the drinks – she serves the hard hitting burning liquidity of truth with no chaser.  On this one’ she cut deep. Deep seems to get folk’s attention.

Read the entirety of her “Now Repeat After Me! Black Lives Matter! Here –>: Now Repeat After Me! “Black Lives Matter!” Once Again, “Black Lives Matter!” Now, Get Real!

Cold Case Re-ignition: The BE-LO Triple Murders

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BERTIE COUNTY – Windsor N.C. Sunday, June 6, 1993. The citizens of the quaint quiet town of Windsor, North Carolina were winding down a lazy Spring  Sunday afternoon that was quietly slipping into a sleepy Sunday evening.

A Sunday evening that would leave the citizens of this town of 4000, shocked, scared, and in a state of disbelief. ASunday evening that would flow blood and claim lives.

After a Sunday of nothing unusual happening most folks were at home relaxing after attending church and consuming one of those legendary southern Sunday dinners.

There was the occasional vehicles  going through the one stoplight town and a few people out and about on foot.

Just another Sunday evening in this small quiet southern  town was about  to take a bloody and deadly turn.
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