Research Analyst at Santa Monica College. I don't know what that means either.

Echo Park, CA
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What does it mean to dress a baby “like a girl”? I found very quickly that if your daughter is dressed in anything other than pink or a dress, if she lacks any “sign” that she is in fact, a female, people will often—almost always—assume she is a boy. “He’s so cute!” reads a comment on Instagram of my (heavily documented) daughter in her black Misfits onesie. “Oh he’s a big boy!” a sweet old lady told us as we waited at the Delta terminal in JFK, pinching my daughter’s red pajamaed legs. (The pajamas had cars on them.) The default position, I have found, is that a baby is male, unless something is added to show that they’re not. What a weird thing, and how unconsciously and fully we have unknowingly embraced it, an assumption which, in adulthood might offend or sting or cause awkwardness. But in babies, it’s okay, it’s cute, “it’s fine!” They’re breathtaking androgynous beings, and only the cues we add to them will easily differentiate them into gendered categories.

One-quarter of respondents with an annual income higher than $150,000 pray for “bad things to happen to bad people,” while only around 8 percent of respondents making less than $50,000 said they would do so. And nearly one in five Americans with incomes over $150,000 have prayed for someone to get fired; in contrast, only 1 in 20 Americans who make between $75,000 and $149,000 and only one in 100 Americans who make less than $30,000 say they have prayed the same.

We threw some clothes on him — blood dripping everywhere — and he was crying so hard that his eyes were practically rolling back in his head. If that wasn’t bad enough, my daughter was sobbing and blaming herself for what happened. And everyone was covered in blood. We packed into the car and pulled off a 15-minute drive in about eight minutes. I was weaving between lanes and passing people on the wrong side of the road like a NASCAR driver. It was insane. I wanted to make sure he didn’t lose his finger, but also the crying was just about the worst noise I had ever heard. Four years later, I can still hear it.

And yeah, we saved the finger, and there’s barely even a scar because little kids have healing powers that transcend just about anything. Adrian Peterson’s kid probably won’t have scars, either. That Peterson can live with himself for causing that sound, with no apparent remorse, disturbs the shit out of me. I can’t look at him the same way.

It is time to stop bouncing people who are mentally ill and genuinely sick between the streets and our jails. This is an unconscionable waste of human life and money.
L.A. County District Attorney Jackie Lacey, on a new alternative sentencing program aimed at diverting mentally ill, low-level offenders from jail into treatment. The program will offer transitional housing, medical treatment and job-hunting help. (via latimes)

(via latimes)

Any way in which baseball resembles Big Ten football is bad for the game, and in this way most of all.
I would prefer more educated voters than a greater increase in the number of voters.
Georgia state Sen. Fran Millar complaining about DeKalb County’s decision to open early voting on a Sunday in an area “dominated by African American shoppers.” via Think Progress (via officialssay)


St. Vincent - Marry Me / Actor / Strange Mercy / St. Vincent

st. vincent’s discography in the style of the first album.

Moskowitz and Families for Excellent Schools went instantly into overdrive. The advocacy group produced a television and newspaper ad blitz that appealed to the heart, not the head, telling of kids robbed of their “dreams and their hopes.” While the ads saturated the city, Moskowitz again shut her academies, this time for an entire day in early March. In a bombardment of emails, she in­structed parents that they and their children should board buses, rented by Families for Excellent Schools, that would take them to Albany to rescue the network and defend educational excellence. If the parents couldn’t or didn’t want to take part, the emails stated, no alternate arrangements would be made for their kids; the parents would have to find child care. The advocacy group mobilized families from various charter networks, its organizers calling and calling their contacts to make sure that the buses would be filled despite frigid temperatures and high snowbanks from a recent storm.


Consider the case of 16-year-old Edgar Chocoy. Seventeen days after being deported from Colorado in 2004, he was gunned down by his former gang in Guatemala. Chocoy had predicted his own death during his immigration hearing, telling the presiding judge that the gang he fled at age 14 had put a hit out on him over a $400 debt. If he were to return to Guatemala, he insisted, they would murder him. But the judge denied Chocoy’s request for asylum and ordered his deportation. Chocoy was shot to death while watching a Catholic procession of saints in the streets of his hometown of Villanueva.

Deportation is overwhlemingly how the immigration courts deal with migrants like Chocoy and Daniel. In 2013, such courts approved less than five percent of asylum claims from El Salvador, Guatemala, and Honduras.

BUT WAIT! THERE’S A BETTER WAY! A PLACE WHERE A KID CAN BE A KID: FAMILY COURT!! I went to family court in Texas and found an escape hatch for immigrant kids and I WROTE ABOUT IT HERE.