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I have firmly believed all along that the law was on our side and would, when we appealed to it, give us justice. I feel shorn of that belief and utterly discouraged, and just now, if it were possible, would gather my race in my arms and fly away with them.

–from the diary of Ida B. Wells

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Ferguson is the reminder that we will never be satisfied and many are still prepared to fight. The heart of Blackness is in this debacle, and in this spirit of resistance.

Ferguson is not about how Black people feel about Darren Wilson; it’s about how this country feels about Black people. And until this country understands what Black people are protesting regarding our dead, things will only grow worse. If the demand for our humanity continues to be unresolved, I don’t see why things should ever “quiet down.”

The burden of restoring silence and peace over the sounds of injustice this country screams in our ears is not on us. Over time, whether Black people have protested with their hands up or with their fists, the message is clear: We know you’re scared of us but we’re not going to live scared of you.

William C. Anderson, Being Black, the Real Indictment in Ferguson and the USA

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No matter what the grand jury does, let us remember that true justice will come only when our criminal injustice system is radically transformed: when we no longer have militarized police forces, wars on our communities, a school-to-prison pipeline, and police departments that shoot first and ask questions later. True justice will be rendered not when when a single “guilty” verdict is rendered in one man’s case, but when the system as a whole has been found guilty and we, as a nation, have committed ourselves to repairing, as best we can, the immeasurable harm that has been done.

–Michelle Alexander

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The absence of Officer Wilson’s indictment is consolidates a series of historic and systemic protections and managements of Whiteness and its fatal “fear” of Black bodies. Despite studies of “unconscious bias,” the American consciousness puts an economic and socio-cultural value on Black folks and its utter disregard for justice on these bodies speaks volumes.

Only Whiteness can kill an unarmed Black boy with his hands up and leave him for dead in the street. Only whiteness can assume terror on the body of a Black woman asking for help. Only whiteness can shoot a Black girl in her home as her grandmother tried to protect her from police raid. Whiteness can with kill in cold blood freely despite revolutionary documentation. Whiteness can have a criminal history of abuse and assault and walk free from dashing Black life so young. And as we have seen this weekend in at Keene State whiteness can even wreak havoc in streets with out so much of a single bullet shot.

Jay Dodd, Iconography of Supremacy: Officer Wilson, Keene State, and Whiteness

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Emotions tell us a lot about time; emotions are the very ‘flesh’ of time. They show us the time it takes to move, or to move on, is a time that exceeds the time of an individual life. Through emotions, the past persists on the surface of bodies. Emotions show us how histories stay alive, even when they are not consciously remembered; how histories of colonialism, slavery, and violence shape lives and worlds in the present. The time of emotion is not always about the past, and how it sticks. Emotions also open up futures, in the ways they involve different orientations to others. It takes time to know what we can do with emotions. Of course, we are not just talking about emotions when we talk about emotions. The objects of emotions slide and stick and they join the intimate histories of bodies, with the public domain of justice and injustice. Justice is not simply a feeling. And feelings are not always just. But justice involves feelings, which move us across the surfaces of the world, creating ripples in the intimate contours of our lives. Where we go, with these feelings, remains an open question.

Sara Ahmed, Cultural Politics of Emotion, 202

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I’m tired of us trying to convince folks black people are human beings. Your liberation will not be gifted in a eloquently written op-ed in the NY Times. It will not be the top headline in a press release. It will not be written in a beautiful packaged report. It will not come from a charming, articulate savior of a man. It will always be the people liberating themselves through mass movements, fighting for their liberation because it is not just peace we want, it is justice.

Yasmin Mohamed Yonis

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The systematic, and unabashed, violence towards Black people has become all too common. This narrative is all too familiar for a country that hides behind the falseness of post-racialism. Too often we hear stories where being questioned, touched, interrogated, harassed, cursed, or assaulted included some mention of being Black. It is not enough to demand that those responsible are held accountable. Seeking justice and atonement after another Black person is killed does not correct the harm done to the community because, in the end, we are still losing our sons and daughters, sisters and brothers, mothers and fathers.

Aisha N. Davis, “On Unforgettable Blackness”

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Neoliberalism has infected every area of thought, even those we think of as inherently progressive. Feminism that is about “choice” (read consumption) rather than an analysis of power, and comes through the mechanisms, and reflects the priorities, of large corporations has very limited potential to actually say much of anything about the deep structure of inequality. I think it is important to remember early Black feminists because those women had a deep analysis of inequality, one that began with, but extended far beyond their existences as Black women to address all forms of oppression at home and abroad. Those feminists did not celebrate the powerful, but rather advocated for the least of these. And their intellectual work was never simply about the fact of someone being born in a Brown skinned xx body, but rather about the interpretive power of beginning one’s thought from the experience of being Black and a girl or woman. I am worried when I read the title “Black feminism” applied to championing women like Susan Rice. I think a traditional and sophisticated Black feminist analysis does understand that she was targeted as a function of her race and gender; and yet, it also takes a critical posture towards her ideology which lies contrary to global principles of justice. Black feminist thought is not an interest group advocating for powerful Black women, it is about seeing the world with a vision of liberation.

— My former professor Imani PerryBlack Feminist Intellectual: A Conversation with Professor Imani Perry

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I had always known our reporting system is broken, but until this moment I’d always blamed myself for not having gone to the police with my story. Was I naive enough to truly believe they would have taken the words of a black teenager seriously, years after my assault? No. But that’s how internalized victim-blaming works: it doesn’t depend on facts or logic—the shame insists we silence ourselves.

But we’re talking back—and we always have been…What would a world in which all people felt empowered and supported to share the tyrannies we swallow every day even look like? What would it look like to envision justice outside the prison-industrial complex? I don’t have those answers yet, but I do know that we won’t get there until we commit to hearing the voices of people who know sexual violence most intimately. We won’t shape any meaningful policy or practice unless we center the needs and wants of the person whose life is affected most. We won’t get anywhere in this movement unless victims and survivors can chart their own paths toward healing—on their own terms and in their own words.

My Body Is More Than A Crime Scene: #WhyIDidntReport and What I Learned from Talking About It

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Once you’ve realized that you’re living in a world that believes women are “less than” in every imaginable way, one of the things that can be most frustrating is that very few men get it. You want the people in your life, the men you care about, to understand the awful toll it can take on you. Operating in a world that sees you as less than fully human can be soul crushing— but it’s also incredibly lonely. When you speak up about any sense of unfairness or injustice, you’re told that you’re overreacting, you’re too angry, too silly— shut up already. It takes a tremendous amount of fortitude to be able to live in this world as a woman, let alone a woman who wants things to change.

–Kathleen Hanna

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*loads up the trusty old Intersectionality Ray to fire it at #whitefeminism *