Hate gets a pass…racial profiling as political correctness

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By ann summers

Because of a “mouth-feel” like styrofoam peanuts, I hate baked Cheetos or their generic imitators even as I definitely like fried Cheetos. So much for common sense about what is healthy snack food—  fortunately it probably isn’t fatal.

What can be fatal are generalizations that aren’t accurate especially for public safety.

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Claiming that racial profiling is “common sense” is micro-aggressive nonsense in a US that could have tRump relying on the closeted racism of dominant voter culture in “swing states”.

That 2017 Trump presidency would be even more Draconian than the post 9/11 security state revealed by Snowden. And those cops with poor training are using a cover of no one respecting their authority as they get hate-crime protection in Chicago.

Trump is making profiling the new political correctness, trying to make racism a tool for public safety, institutionalizing bigotry in its most insidious, authoritarian form. Respecting the public seems to be only an option for its servants under the Trump regime.

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Jay Livingston at Montclair SocioBlog discussed the … figures (full report here).
The first shows that Black and Hispanic drivers are more likely to be stopped by Los Angeles Police than White drivers.
The second shows that, when stopped, if searched, police are more likely to find weapons and drugs on Whites than on either Blacks or Hispanics.
Conclusion: Blacks and Hispanics are being racially profiled by the L.A.P.D. and racial profiling does not work.
Data from New York City in 2008 tells a similar storythesocietypages.org/…

 

Republican Donald Trump said on Sunday the United States should consider more racial profiling, in response to a question about whether he supported greater law enforcement scrutiny of Muslim Americans after the Orlando mass shooting.

“I think profiling is something that we’re going to have to start thinking about as a country,” Trump told CBS’ “Face the Nation.”

“You look at Israel and you look at others, and they do it and they do it successfully. And you know, I hate the concept of profiling, but we have to start using common sense,” he said when asked if he supported increased profiling of Muslims in America.

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“And it only makes common sense. They’re sending us not the right people. It’s coming from more than Mexico. It’s coming from all over South and Latin America, and it’s coming probably from the Middle East. But we don’t know. Because we have no protection and we have no competence, we don’t know what’s happening. And it’s got to stop and it’s got to stop fast.”
What can be simpler or more accurately stated? The Mexican Government is forcing their most unwanted people into the United States. They are, in many cases, criminals, drug dealers, rapists, etc.” (Trump July 2015)

 

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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “Read, sweet, how others strove” (Life, 18)

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“Tell all the Truth but tell it slant.”
~ Emily Dickinson




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Read, sweet, how others strove,
Till we are stouter;
What they renounced,
Till we are less afraid;
How many times they bore
The faithful witness,
Till we are helped,
As if a kingdom cared!

Read then of faith
That shone above the fagot;
Clear strains of hymn
The river could not drown;
Brave names of men
And celestial women,
Passed out of record
Into renown!

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Emily is said to have carried a pencil and scraps of paper in her pocket in order to always be prepared when a poem came her way. 

Image of Emily Dickinson – from the daguerreotype taken circa 1848. (my frame)
Poem – Emily Dickinson. Complete Poems. 1924.

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The Coffee Shop – Marfa, TX (video)

The Coffee Shop is an open thread-style discussion forum for human interest news of the day.

From ALCHEMYcreative:

Something special happens when you turn off of Interstate 10 at Van Horn, Texas, on your way to Marfa. The sky opens up, cars become few and far between, you climb to almost 5,000 feet above sea level, and time slows down. The scale of the ruggedly beautiful land is vast and isolating. It instills a transcendent feeling of possibility, potential, and independence—a feeling that has inspired filmmakers, artists, poets, and cowboys for centuries.

For more information about Donald Judd, see the wiki page about him and the Judd Foundation website.

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This is an open thread. There are several hosts, each host being responsible for picking a “theme of the day” and starting the discussion. However, there is no hard and fast rule about staying on topic, especially if you have a personal story burning a hole in your pocket trying to escape.
Pictures and videos are welcome in the comments.  If photos are used, please be sure you own the copyright. We would rather see your personal photos anyway, rather than random stuff copied from the internet.  Our only request is that if you use pictures or videos, take pity on those who don’t have broadband, and don’t post more than two or three in a single comment.

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This is an Open Thread. Grab your cup, pull up a chair, sit a spell and share what’s on your mind today.

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The Chameleon in the Mirror

Chameleon (Furcifer pardalis) Lincoln Childrens Zoo

National Geographic Weird Animal Question of the Week: What Happens When a Chameleon Looks in a Mirror?

Chameleon colors aren’t just camouflage, says Eli Greenbaum, an evolutionary geneticist at the University of Texas at El Paso—they also change due to temperature shifts or emotions. 

And males get emotional when they see other males that could be rivals for females or habitat.

“Male chameleons will, in most cases, immediately change colors in response to seeing another male, and in this instance, to itself in a mirror,” says Daniels F. Hughes, a doctoral candidate in Greenbaum’s lab.

See what happens when this male Chameleon notices the “rival male” in the mirror. Things get interesting at about 1:20 on the video.



  • National Geographic: http://news.nationalgeographic.com/2016/06/animals-chameleons-reptiles-science-colors/
  • Top Photo: Panther chameleon (Furcifer pardalis) at Lincoln Children’s Zoo, photograph by Joel Sartore
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As For Poets

As For Poets
by Gary Snyder

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The Earth Poets
Who write small poems,
Need help from no man.

The Air Poets
Play out the swiftest gales
And sometimes loll in the eddies.
Poem after poem,
Curling back on the same thrust.

At fifty below
Fuel oil won’t flow
And propane stays in the tank.
Fire Poets
Burn at absolute zero
Fossil love pumped backup

The first
Water Poet
Stayed down six years.
He was covered with seaweed.
The life in his poem
Left millions of tiny
Different tracks
Criss-crossing through the mud.

With the Sun and Moon
In his belly,
The Space Poet
Sleeps.
No end to the sky-
But his poems,
Like wild geese,
Fly off the edge.

A Mind Poet
Stays in the house.
The house is empty
And it has no walls.
The poem
Is seen from all sides,
Everywhere,
At once.



“As For Poets” from The Gary Snyder Reader: prose, poetry and translations, © 1999 by Gary Snyder, New Directions Publishing —
http://www.tnellen.com/cybereng/poetry/as4poets.html

Photo of Gary Snyder in Ames, Iowa

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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “When night is almost done” (Life, 17)

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“Tell all the Truth but tell it slant.”
~ Emily Dickinson




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When night is almost done,
And sunrise grows so near
That we can touch the spaces,
It ’s time to smooth the hair

And get the dimples ready,
And wonder we could care
For that old faded midnight
That frightened but an hour.

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Emily is said to have carried a pencil and scraps of paper in her pocket in order to always be prepared when a poem came her way. 

Image of Emily Dickinson – from the daguerreotype taken circa 1848. (my frame)
Poem – Emily Dickinson. Complete Poems. 1924.

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What Country Are You In?

So you’re on vacation, cruising down the highway at 70 mph, and this sign flashes past your eyes:

Arizona Highway sign in metric units

Quick, can you do the conversion from kilometers to miles in your head?

This sign is on a road in Arizona that does go to the U.S.-Mexican border, but it’s on the U.S. side. While helpful to tourists from most of the rest of the world, it leaves the majority of Americans scratching their heads and distracted from operating their vehicle.

Until the Metric System becomes the official U.S. standard of measurement, shouldn’t our highway signs be bi-lingual?

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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “To fight aloud is very brave” (Life, 16)

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“Tell all the Truth but tell it slant.”
~ Emily Dickinson




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‌To fight aloud is very brave,
But gallanter, I know,
Who charge within the bosom,
The cavalry of woe.

Who win, and nations do not see,
Who fall, and none observe,
Whose dying eyes no country
Regards with patriot love.

We trust, in plumed procession,
For such the angels go,
Rank after rank, with even feet
And uniforms of snow.

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Emily is said to have carried a pencil and scraps of paper in her pocket in order to always be prepared when a poem came her way. 

Image of Emily Dickinson – from the daguerreotype taken circa 1848. (my frame)
Poem – Emily Dickinson. Complete Poems. 1924.

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Word Cloud: SHADOWLIGHT

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by Nona Blyth Cloud

Etel Adnan (1925 — ), poet, novelist, essayist, playwright, and painter, was born in Beirut, Lebanon, the daughter of  a Greek Christian mother and a Syrian Muslim father. Her languages are  Greek, French, English and Arabic. Much of her writing is in French and English.

In an interview with Lisa Robertson, Etel Adnan recalls her childhood, and her life-long fascination with light:

“I was an only child. I didn’t have brothers and sisters to play with, so the light coming in through the window was a great event for me. I played with that instead of playing with other children. It was my companion. Beirut is a very sunny city and there were very few cars when I grew up. That was a blessing, because there were people in the street. I remember trying to walk on my shadow. Shadows and light were two strong entities.”

“We owe life to the existence of the sun; therefore light is a very profound part of our makeup. It’s spiritual, in the way that even DNA is spiritual. What we call “spirit” is energy. It’s the definition of life, in one sense. Light, as an object, as a phenomenon, is magnificent. I am talking to you and the light coming in through the window has already changed. You go on the street and you look at the sky and it tells you what time it is. We are dealing with it constantly, and obscurity is also maybe its own light, because it shows you things. Obscurity is not lack of light. It is a different manifestation of light. It has its own illumination.”

After attending the Ecole Supérieure de Lettres de Beyrouth, she studied philosophy at the Sorbonne, the University of California at Berkeley, and Harvard University in the 1950s. Adnan taught philosophy at Dominican College, now named Dominican University of California, from 1958 to 1972.

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During the Algerian war of independence (1954-62) she had decided to stop writing in French, and took up painting. In response to the Vietnam War in the 1960s, she began writing poetry again, but in English.

In 1972, she moved back to Beirut and worked as cultural editor for two daily newspapers—first for Al Safa, then for L’Orient le Jour. She stayed in Lebanon until 1976, then returned to California, making Sausalito her home, with frequent stays in Paris.

Now in her 90s, Adnan still paints and writes. Her abstract paintings recently brought her late-in-life popularity in Europe. Adnan remains an outspoken feminist, member of the LGBT community, and opponent to oppression and violence. She lives in Paris with her partner, artist and writer Simone Fattal, who translated Adnan’s best-known novel, Sitt Marie Rose, into English.

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