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muffinlevelchicanery · 7 months

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It’s maddening how often the phrase “cartoonishly evil” runs through my brain when I read things like this. Fuck 12.

#relevant #communism #socialism #anarchism #capitalism #fascisim #police brutality #stop the sweeps #homeless #nyc #flooding #late stage capitalism #the cruelty is the point

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radicalgraff · 3 months

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Sticker in Providence, Rhode Island, denouncing the anti-homeless sweeps carried out by city authorities.

#stop the sweeps

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queersatanic · 3 months

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Mistrial for Seattle 'Stop the Sweeps' Protester Charged with Standing on RV for 12 Minutes

In an apparent attempt to crack down on the handful of people who show up to sweeps to try to stop the City from trashing the possessions of homeless people, this week Seattle City Attorney Ann Davison’s office spent three days–and more than a few taxpayer dollars–prosecuting 26-year-old Aidan Carroll, a Stop the Sweeps protestor who allegedly ignored police orders when he tried to buy some time for a woman to repair and move her RV before the cops impounded it. After deliberating for more than seven hours, the jury ultimately could not reach a verdict, with four out of six finding Carroll not guilty. In the wake of the mistrial, prosecutors scheduled the case for pretrial Monday, and CAO spokesperson Tim Robinson said the City still needed to discuss the way forward. Retrying the case after most of the jurors opposed the prosecution would signal that Davison is more interested in bullying her political enemies than stewarding taxpayer dollars efficiently, calling into question her priorities as head of an agency still struggling under the weight of a 1,000-case strong backlog. Plus, if she believes this tactic will deter others from standing up for homeless people in the face of police, then she seems misguided. Members of ‘Stop the Sweeps’ have continued to show up and protest homeless encampment tear-downs in the aftermath of Carroll’s arrest.

#Seattle #Seattle WA #Direct Action #Aidan Carroll #Fuck The Police #Stop the Sweeps

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chronicallycouchbound · 5 months

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Wet shelters save lives. If someone is forced to freeze to death in their car because they’re not allowed in the local dry shelter because they’re under the influence, you are enabling their death.

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shinyasahalo · 3 months

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"I tried explaining so many ways that I'm not trafficked and they didn't listen."

#decriminalization #Stop the sweeps #Copaganda #Human rights #SW #Super Bowl

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settlercolonialismisbad · 9 months

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Partial victory

I heard a police sympathizer today on NPR talk about how hard cops have it nowadays and how she thinks that cops getting back to just being beat cops will fix the problem. we said abolish not reform. The behavior of the Seattle Police Department has been ruled unconstitutional by a judge because the Seattle City Council were largely too cowardly to pass meaningful legislation to support defunding the police as they promised to do.

#seattle #spd #stop the sweeps #sweeps are inhumane #fuck spd #npr #kuow #we could have had nikkita oliver #had yer chance muffed it

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bananarchy4ever · 1 year

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Repost from @defund604network's instagram account. Graphic by Whess Harman. Info below.

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Callout for International Solidarity | Week of Action April 21-29 2023

/WHAT/ We are asking folks to autonomously organize solidarity actions in your own communities & let us know: encampmentsolidarity(AT)gmail.com.

We will be putting together a list of ALL solidarity actions in the coming days.

/OUR DEMANDS/ - No Displacement on Stolen Land - Stop the Sweeps / End Bylaw Raids - Homes Not Cops

Week of action begins Friday April 21, with a #StopTheSweeps action in so-called Victoria. More details via @mr.georgejim

/WHY/ #StopTheSweeps Coalition & supporters call for international solidarity in the struggle against colonial state-led displacement. We hope to see multiple cities across Turtle Island show up in care and solidarity with unhoused community members, while continuing to demand an end to inhumane practices of encampment evictions and sweeps.

Actions call on community members to take care of each other in the face of state abandonment. Actions call on all levels of govt to cease ongoing colonial dispossession, to end constant police surveillance and the enforcement of inhumane bylaws in encampments & to immediately respond to the urgent need for safe, autonomous, accessible public housing.

You can begin with material support and a willingness to learn and contribute to #MutualAid. We must show up for those that are criminalized and displaced by our cities.

/BACKGROUND/ Hastings Tent City in the #DTES of so-called Vancouver, has been a site of unhoused community and solidarity the past year in the face of ongoing state-led displacement.

On April 5 & 6, Hastings Tent City was raided by an occupying army of the #VPD & and city workers. Police-led decampment shut down multiple city blocks, restricted access to essential health services, and systematically stole homes and belongings.

The city has not offered dignified housing for those they are evicting, and admits that there is not even adequate shelter space. In the weeks since, the city and cops have continued to wage war on the poor and attempted to “reset behaviour” through daily intimidation & militarized sweeps.

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boof-chamber · 18 days

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Can confirm.

I was the homeless person.

#memes #new memes #capital punishment #death penalty #homelessness #U.S. fascism #Divine #female trouble #dawn davenport #Me getting executed #leftist memes #American Fascism #stop the sweeps #electric chair #amazon delivery

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phoenix-noire · 5 months

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#stopthesweeps

#homelesslivesmatter #homeless lives matter #stopthesweeps #stop the sweeps

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brokenshadephoto · 1 year

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Perhaps… #Unless

#seattle #twitler #post #99%#stop the sweeps #broom

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xan-from-space · 1 month

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Senshi is probably the most fandomized character in Dungeon Meshi, and while I don't exactly mind it, I do think he has more depth than that. I find all his little quirks and idiosyncrasies to be fascinating; he's very stubborn and set in his ways about things that seemingly don't matter, he thinks about things that other people don't, he has a deeply set value system that informs everything he does. He cares A Lot, like, this man cares So Much. That's the kind of person you have to be to drop everything to help a random group of adventurers save one woman. But because he feels so strongly about things, he can also be surprisingly immature at times (although he's also the character most likely to admit he was wrong about something). I think part of that is because he's lived in the dungeon on his own so long that he's not used to working with other people. He will extend empathy and friendship to almost anyone, but he does things his own way, and he doesn’t always feel the need to explain his way of thinking because again, he's usually on his own. He's both incredibly wise and kind of childish in ways that seem contradictory at first, but make more and more sense the more we learn about him. Major kudos to Ryoko Kui's writing and pacing to make that transition so seamless and have all those details from his backstory click into place perfectly. And on a wider thematic level, Senshi is kind of a perfect counterpart to characters like Thistle (or any other dungeon lord). Senshi understands the dungeon in ways that even its creator doesn't. Although everyone is scrambling to take control of the dungeon, Senshi is the one who actually takes care of it. He's the one who thinks about things like nutrition and proper sleep and the ecosystem, all those things that it's easy to ignore when you get swept up by the grandeur of it all. He's the most important character to have present in a story that explores life and death and hunger. His constant, invisible presence holds everything together.

#I'm not finished it yet so I don't want to make any big sweeping claims about what his story means in the greater context of the manga #but. I really like him so. Senshi thought dump #I really thought this was going to be shorter...idk if I really got what I wanted to say across but once I started writing I couldn't stop #dungeon meshi #dunmeshi #delicious in dungeon #senshi #senshi of izganda #edit: yeah I should probably tag this #dungeon meshi spoilers #shouldn't I

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muffinlevelchicanery · 2 years

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House keys not handcuffs.

Llaves de casa, no esposas.

No more sweeps or raids!

(image by Poster Syndicate)

#relevant #communism #socialism #capitalism #anarchism #racism #police brutality #sweep defense #housing is a human right #abolition #abolish prisons #stop the sweeps #mutual aid

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radicalgraff · 10 months

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"Stop the (anti-homeless) Sweeps"

Seen in Medford, Oregon

#graffiti #graff #stop the sweeps

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killjoy-toast · 3 months

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As the #1 one Mary Poppins truther, I legally had no other choice

#hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel #fanart #alastor #rosie #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin hotel rosie #alastor the radio demon #mary poppins #apparently they were intentionally written that way #The way I unironically stopped breathing when I read that comment is embarrassing #epiphany #Chimney Sweep Alastor has gobbled up my heart cannibal style #Remember the little guilt trippy speech Bert gives Mr Banks at the end of the movie? Yeah. Him and Lucifer #radiorose

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chronicallycouchbound · 4 months

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Winter Solstice Reflections / Homeless Persons Memorial Day

I was 16 when I moved from the Pacific Northwest to New England. I had recently come out as trans, and I was hoping the move would be a fresh start. But the physical abuse I had already been facing at home escalated.

It was two days after Christmas when I was told to leave and never come back, so I packed what little belongings I had into a bag as quickly as I could and rushed out the door. I didn’t have food or a plan or anywhere to stay.

It’s my luck that the first blizzard I ever experienced was on my first night of homelessness here. I remember the cold night air on my freshly bruised skin and it felt nice. It felt like freedom. As I crossed the bridge from one town to the next, the snowflakes were still small and gently falling.

In exactly one week, it will mark 8 years since that first night in the cold. It wasn’t my first or last time being homeless, but it was the longest time, and I didn’t know many people, let alone people I could live with.

Most often, I stayed in the middle of nowhere. I slept on floors, in cars, on benches, under awnings, in abandoned buildings; and anywhere I could put my backpack down as a pillow and throw my jacket over me as a blanket. The cold no longer felt comforting– it was a threat to my existence. I prayed every time I closed my eyes to not freeze to death.

I didn’t have proper clothes— Chuck Taylors which had too many holes to count, basketball shorts worn under my pants that were two sizes too big for me, well-loved band tees, and a jacket that wasn’t even close to waterproof. I felt cold in my bones.

On nights I had nowhere else, I walked around all night until McDonald’s or Dunkin opened up. I remember counting steps to focus on anything but the stinging of cold. I would go into the bathroom and run my hands under the faucet until they turned from pale blue to bright red. My hands burned when they finally thawed out. Eventually, the blue became just another thing to carry with me, like my backpack and the weight of homelessness.

For a few months, I spent nights all over the county, and then, after finally getting permission from my parents to access it, stayed at the youth shelter for three years. On my first night at the shelter, I arrived late– nearly midnight. I was afraid to go in. But, they set me up a bed anyway.

Soon after I laid down, a guy a few years older than me came in from work. His bed was right next to mine. He leaned over and whispered to me in the darkness that if I needed anything, just to let him know. His name was Peter.

That was the year I met my street mom who told me I reminded her of her younger self. Her name was Sarah. I couch-surfed with Abby, who always snuck me extra pizza from her work so I wouldn’t go hungry.

Living at the shelter I met Ryan, who made us laugh as if it kept us warm. And Ariah gave anyone anything they needed if she had it. I miss Peter, and Sarah, and Abby, and Ryan, and Ariah, and all the many other friends I’ve lost.

My friends were people who stood up for me, who gave me the clothes off their backs, food off their plates, and cared for me better than family. We all struggled together and never had to explain ourselves. We were welcome just as we were.

It’s hard for me to exist in this town sometimes. I walk around and can see all the places where I nearly died, where someone else died, or where I slept at night. I’ve lost count of all the people I’ve lost over the years. I have fond memories of rooms and cars filled with people smiling and telling jokes, and then I remember that I’m the only one still alive out of all of us.

People tell me I should feel lucky to have survived, congratulating me. Acting like I should be proud to "overcome" while the system still hurts us all. As my friends– my family, are still in the streets dying. I feel guilty to just be alive. Our whole community is grieving all the time.

Tonight, as the sun sets, the temperature will feel like 2 degrees. There will be 15 hours and 18 minutes of darkness. This is only the beginning of a long, cold winter. Our community members will still be in the cold. We are still dying for warmth.

We don’t need art installations, we don’t need benches with three bars, we don’t need air b&bs. We need fewer barriers and more supports. We need safe, stable, reliable, and affordable housing. We’ve needed it for a long time. As my good friend Ariah always said, “Keep your coins, we want change”

(From my speech on 12/21/23 for National Homeless Persons Memorial Day)

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haunted-xander · 8 months

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Catgirls having gay sex at Limsa aetheryte plaza

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