miley cyrus makes one twerking video wearing a god damn onesie and now thinks shes some sort of hood bitch
Let her tell it and she would probably tell you that “rhythm has always been in her blood.” and give some bullshit answer of how” twerking is just apart of her”
(via wretchedoftheearth)
DETROIT — The trial of a Detroit police officer accused of involuntary manslaughter in the death of a 7-year-old girl during a raid has ended in a hung jury.
The jury reported back shortly before 3 p.m. Tuesday that it couldn’t reach a verdict even though the judge earlier in the day had asked jurors to continue deliberating the case of Officer Joseph Weekley, who was charged with felony involuntary manslaughter and careless discharge of a firearm causing death.
Family members of Aiyana Stanley-Jones began crying as the judge declared a mistrial and dismissed the jury.
Aiyana was shot in the head as the Detroit Police Department’s Special Response Team executed a search warrant for a murder suspect May 16, 2010. Weekley, 37, is accused of gross negligence resulting in Aiyana’s death during a raid at a home.
Aiyana was sleeping in the front room when police entered and she was shot.
*screams*
Mind you that jury make-up was 11 whites and 1 black
(Source: beatyourselfup, via searchingforknowledge)
He is a member of a generation of white men who were weaned on a version of Blackness that was served from the shelves of corporate America in the mid-70s. Let him tell it, it was in the theaters watching films like “Shaft” and “Superfly” that he discovered his desire to become a filmmaker.
Blaxploitation films were Hollywood’s answer to the Black Power and Black Arts movements of the late Sixties. In these films we witness the real aspirations of working class Black people at that time as evidenced by organizations such as The Black Panther Party for Self-Defense turned inside out, gutted of all political relevance. These films became the canvas for white men to project their guilt-ridden fantasies of racial retribution. They turned our self-defined expression into a fashion statement, a corporate-sponsored slogan propped up on the billboards that scoured the skylines of ghettos across the country. Tarantino’s fascination with Black culture is not based on actual experience or concern with Black people’s organized struggle for justice, self-determination and liberation. It is based on his coming-of-age white boy experience with commercialized Blackness as filtered through the lens of Hollywood’s B-rated white directors, producers and executives."
(via strugglingtobeheard)
