“Race matters. Race matters in part because of the long history of racial minorities being denied access to the political process. … Race also matters because of persistent racial inequality in society — inequality that cannot be ignored and that has produced stark socioeconomic disparities. … In my colleagues’ view, examining the racial impact of legislation only perpetuates racial discrimination. This refusal to accept the stark reality that race matters is regrettable. The way to stop discrimination on the basis of race is to speak openly and candidly on the subject of race, and to apply the Constitution with eyes open to the unfortunate effects of centuries of racial discrimination.”—
that’s actually not my point. rather, i asked mi gente to do some further research on why denny’s changed their policies, and what public relations for a huge corporate entity might mean, after being hit with the largest and broadest settlement ever paid under federal public accommodation laws—the laws put in place over 70 years ago, to end discrimination in public places.
Councilmen from Michoacan have recounted life under a mayor who was in cahoots with Mexico’s Knights Templar criminal organization, exemplifying how corruption and criminal control of local politicians works in practice.
The BP executive was explaining to me how the CIA, MI6 and British Petroleum engineered a coup d’état, overthrowing a nation’s elected president who was “not favorable to BP.” The corporation’s former vice president, Leslie Abrahams, is pictured above, holding an AK-47 in front of BP’s offices in Baku, Azerbaijan. Like most of the other BP executives I spoke with, he proudly added that although he was working for BP, he was also an operative for MI6, British intelligence.
This conversation, which took place in 2010, was far from the weirdest I had in my four-continent investigation of the real story of the Deepwater Horizon.
The BP oil rig blew out on April 20 of that year, four years ago this Sunday.
Max Cooper is an electronic music experimenter par excellence, who puts his science-academic background to good use when he’s making art. Recently he began experimenting with 4D sound (all three spacial dimensions, plus being able to move sound through space in time) with Amsterdam-based design
I’m reposting a translation of an article which has received a bit of attention in Brazil and a lot of attention in Denmark but which I haven’t seen published in English yet.
It’s a story by a Danish journalist who came out to Brazil in September 2013 to live his dream - to be a journalist covering the highs and lows of the World Cup in Brazil.
He returned home to Denmark yesterday, disgusted at what he had seen on his travels, and offering to give his France Ecuador Group E ticket to anyone who wanted it.
He says that the reason for his change of heart is that he discovered on a trip to Fortaleza that street children were being ‘disappeared’ as a way of ‘cleansing’ city streets and making the whole show more attractive for tourists.
I’ve translated his article from the Portuguese below which was published today (15 April) in the regional newspaper - Tribuna de Ceará.
The World Cup - A big illusion prepared for the gringos
Almost 2 and a half years ago I was dreaming about covering the World Cup in Brazil. The best sport in the world in a wonderful country. I made a plan and went to study in Brazil, I learnt Portuguese and I was ready to return.
I returned in September 2013. The dream would come true. But today, 2 months before the World Cup party, I decided that I wasn’t going to stay here. The dream had turned into a nightmare.
During 5 months here I documented the consequences of the World Cup. There were many: forced removals, the armed forces and military police in communities, corruption, social projects closing down. I discovered that all the projects and changes are only for people like me - a gringo - and the international press. I am being used to impress the world.
In March, I was in Fortaleza in order to get to know what is currently the most violent of the World Cup host cities. I spoke with some people who put me in contact with some street kids, and I started finding out that some of them are being ‘disappeared’. Many times, they are killed when they are sleeping at night in an area with lots of tourists. Why? In order to leave the city clean for gringos and for the international press? For me?
In Fortaleza I met with Allison, 13 years old, who lives on the streets. A guy with a very difficult life. He didn’t have anything - just a packet of peanuts. When we met he offered me all that he had, meaning, the peanuts. That guy, who had nothing to offer was offering me the only thing of value that he had to a gringo who was carrying filming equipment to value of US$4000 and a Master Card in his pocket. Unbelievable.
But his life is in danger because of people like me. He runs the risks of becoming the next victim of the cleansing that happens in the city of Fortaleza.
I cannot cover this event after finding out that the price of the World Cup isn’t only the most expensive in history in dollars - it also has a price that I am convinced includes the lives of young children.
Today I am returning to Denmark and I will not return to Brazil. My presence is only contributing to the unpleasant show in Brazil. A show that two and a half years ago I was dreaming of being a part of, but today I am going to do everything in my power in order to criticise and focus on the real price of the World Cup in Brazil.
Does anyone want two tickets for the France Ecuador match on the 25th June?
Mikkel Johnson - Independent journalist from Denmark.
You can read the original version in Portuguese on the following site:
As we celebrate the legacy of Hispanic journalist Rubén Salazar, let’s not forget one Hispanic journalist who broke barriers back in the days before Salazar, barriers that were made of decades of impenetrable prejudice.
One interesting tidbit that I was unable to include in the article was a portion about the boxing match between Julio Cesar Chavez and Oscar de la Hoya in 1996. Yerena talks about how the fight exposed him to the complexities of identity among Mexicans on both sides of the US/Mexico border, which he lived near in El Centro, CA.
Are you happy about Atlético's win over Barça yesterday? They may not have the same history and anti-fascist credentials as their opponents but one is quite simply hard-pressed to find better footballing ethos at that stage than those present at Atlético at this point in time. Absolutely fantastic stuff imo.
From a purely footballing perspective you’re right, if I didn’t actually care about either team I’d be happy, because Atletico deserved it. I also like the way they play, not afraid to tackle (although barca made them pay for it for diving all over the place)
BUT I’ve been a Barcelona fan since I was a wee boy, I had a Barca top with “Koeman” on the back I used to wear to PE, it’s my second favourite city in the world, visited six times, lots of good friends there etc
Also, I can forgive diving (everyone does it) I can forgive a poor performance (everyone puts them in from time to time) but I can’t forgive this shit:
or this shit
or definitely not this shit
That last one is Atletico fans paying tribute to the two members of Golden Dawn that got shot last year.
The Berlin Wall made news every day. From morning till night we read saw, heard: the Wall of Shame, the Wall of Infamy, the Iron Curtain…
In the end, a wall which deserved to fall, fell. But other walls sprouted and continue sprouting across the world. Though they are much larger than the one in Berlin, we rarely hear of them.
Little is said about the wall the United States is building along the Mexican border, and less is said about the barbed-wire barriers surrounding the Spanish enclaves of Ceuta and Melilla on the African coast.
Practically nothing is said about the West Bank Wall, which perpetuates the Israeli occupation of Palestinian lands and will be fifteen times longer than the Berlin Wall. And nothing, nothing at all, is said about the Morocco Wall, which perpetuates the seizure of the Saharan homeland by the Kingdom of Morocco, and is sixty times the length of the Berlin Wall.