People say “why do you only care when police kill people but not when black people kill each other.” Most of those people are trolls but in case anyone has this question in good faith I’ll humor you and address it quickly.
1) you don’t know what people in Chicago do every day to fight intracommunity gun violence. You know nothing about it. You don’t know about the work we do in education, community mental health, mentorship, or other long-term comprehensive efforts. Educate yourself.
one small example: no, you’re not gonna see me tweet BLACK FOLKS R KILLING EACH OTHER. But when you see me up in arms about making sure Assata’s Daughters has gardening supplies or school closings, it’s bc I understand that shooters are hungry people & kids with no schools.
When you see me haranguing the mayor for shutting down mental health clinics, it’s because I understand that shooters are people with PTSD. when you see me going off about lead in the water fountains in our public parks... you get the picture.
And frankly when I look at some of y’all’s bios I don’t know why you feel it’s appropriate to fix your mouth to lecture me about gun violence in Chicago. I don’t come to Florida to tell you how to deal with your backyard alligator infestation, Cindy. So shut up talking to me.
2) it’s reasonable to have different expectations of a state-sanctioned structure that commands OVER ONE AND A HALF BILLION DOLLARS of public money! That’s my money! Yes I should have higher standards for their behavior! dnainfo.com/chicago/201710…
I went off about this last night so here’s a link to that - but yes, I have different standards for the tax-funded gang than I do for the other gangs. Correct.
When you say “why do you talk so much when it’s police but not about other violence” I hear “why do you believe you should have more oversight/accountability for the $1.5 billion dollar state-sanctioned militia than you do the 19-year-old on the corner” and you sound ridiculous
3) Yes, we do have a problem with intracommunity violence in Chicago. We do. (A problem which the person doing the lecturing has rarely had to confront personally, yet nevertheless feels qualified to lecture on.) But our current system of policing exacerbates that problem.
Our people are not shooting each other because we’re monsters. Our people are shooting each other because there are no jobs, there’s no affordable housing, there’s no quality education, no childcare, no resources for addiction recovery, and no mental health care.
I have talked about all of these things ad nauseum, as have many others, but sure, have some links.
This is an article about unemployment “improving.” The “improvement” is 37% unemployment for black men and 30% for black women. chicagotribune.com/business/ct-bi…
And here’s the opioid crisis you probably haven’t heard about - 1 in 4 opioid related deaths in Illinois is a black person, but Cook County lacks appropriate treatment centers. chicagotribune.com/news/local/bre…
We’re sending our kids to school in literal filth. And paying for the privilege!
I could go on. (Heck, I do! Pretty much every day #onhere ICYMI!) but I think I’ve sufficiently established living conditions that you can understand would lead people to shoot each other because they’re hungry, desperate, traumatized, or any other number of reasons.
Policing exacerbates this in two ways: one, as you can see, we need money for stuff! And lots of it! But almost FORTY PERCENT of our budget goes to the police! That’s so much money! forbes.com/sites/niallmcc…
But aside from this siphoning of direct resources, our police department also exacerbates the situation by adding trauma, duress, terror, and violence to a city full of vulnerable, hurting people.
I already shared this this morning but just to link it back here - again, one small example. Do you think pointing a gun at a three-year-old is a good way to set her on the path toward a happy, healthy life?
Quintonio LeGrier had a mental health crisis while home on college break. His neighbor Bettie Jones went to see what was up. The police showed up and killed them both.
What do you think this does psychologically to their friends, neighbors, and families? chicago.suntimes.com/news/settlemen…
I’ll speak for myself. I’m scared of the police. I’m not ashamed to admit it. I’m scared of them. I’m scared of what they could do and have done to real people that I love. I carry that every day. And the fear is worse because they act with impunity.
I carry a lot of fear and stress just walking down the street. And you know why I’m not running the streets shooting people? Not because I’m somehow a morally superior person, but because there’s food in my fridge. I get a paycheck. I have loved ones. I have therapy.
So that’s that. In conclusion...
I will continue to reserve a special kind of outrage for a state-funded armed force that siphons away a disproportionate amount of money from a city in desperate need while inflicting psychological terror on the citizenry is shooting and killing people and goes unchecked.
Also, for the record, Cindy from Florida really tried it.
If you liked this thread check out my mixtape. By mixtape I mean an article about Jon Burge
in my experience, you’re unlikely to develop a strong mentoring relationship by saying to a person you don’t know well, “will you mentor me?” Instead, I’d advocate getting to know them over time, starting w/a simple, substantive question about something you really need to know.
Sometimes people cold ask “will you mentor me?” and although I know they mean well and I understand their position, I don’t know what to say. If I don’t know you, anything about your goals or personality or needs, about the ways I can be helpful, no, I can’t really mentor you.
alternative good questions for seeking a mentoring relationship:
can I ask you some questions about your journey to __?
I’d like to learn more about ___. Do you have any suggestions on the best way to do that?
Imagine a bunch of people are in a tent. It’s an awful tent. Call it the Awful Tent. why is it awful? I dunno. Uhhhh there are bears outside and maybe a bunch of mosquitoes inside. It just sucks. It’s an awful, sucky tent for everybody.
Periodically people in the Awful Tent have discussions about their circumstances. “How are we gonna get out of the Awful Tent?” “I’m sick of being bitten by mosquitoes.” “Omg the constant growling of the scary bears outside gives me anxiety.” Everyone commiserates.
But the thing is, not everyone’s position in the tent is the same. Some people have staked out a spot in the center where they can’t hear the bears. Some people are more or less prone to getting bitten by mosquitoes. Some people are allergic to the damp, mildewy, Awful Tent.
since I talked to some of the P&W folks at Brooklyn Book Fest today, and saw this issue of the magazine being given away, this cover is on my heart today. I’d like to share that I and the other poets pictured here received horrible, offensive harassment in response to the cover.
I haven’t talked about it bc I don’t want to affirm the person who did it by providing them w/ what they want (attention) but it’s important to talk about an issue Mikki brought up recently: institutions wanting to diversify but not being prepared to protect us, “diverse” people.
We received emails saying we didn’t deserve to appear on the cover, deriding us for lack of talent, and in some cases (including me) featuring extremely awful and offensive caricatures of us *and* CCing our employers and campus publications.
not to be biased but it’s a scientific fact that we had the best honeymoon ever in the world in the history of time
because we spent it doing exactly what we like to do: watch movies, eat, chill, walk around the city, and hang out together
we were gonna spend a lot of money to fly to a far away place and lay on the beach. And I love doing that sometimes. but I can only do a day or two of beach laying before it’s like........ y’all got museums or...?
Damon, also not great at beach laying for long periods of time. Here’s him in Hawaii
In case you’re wondering why all the Chicagoans on your TL are rejoicing at the news that our truly terrible mayor will not be running for re-election, allow me to present a curated selection of Rahm’s Greatest Hits. In no particular order.
okay I just found out about another member of this black family from the 1920s that I’m kind of obsessed with because they have this incredibly cinematic story.
So, I read about this guy “Binga Dismond,” and I think.... BINGA? He’s gotta be... it can’t be a coincidence...
Sure enough, his full name is HENRY BINGA DISMOND. He was a quite the athlete, a poet & a physician trained at Provident Hospital. he invented a medical respiratory treatment device. He went to UChicago med school. Paid for by who? HIS COUSIN JESSE BINGA. blackpast.org/aah/dismond-he…
Who is Jesse Binga? A black banker in Chicago who has kind of a sad story. See this thread.