Emmet Louis Till

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I recently found out about the story of Emmett Louis Till in the book I finished reading called The hate you give (which by the way was awesome!). It just makes me so angry and sad that they did that to a kid. He didn’t do anything bad. He supposedly whistled at a white women. What a justified reason to murder someone.

For those who don’t know the story of Emmet Till then here is one that Wikipedia wrote:

‘ Till was born and raised in Chicago and in August 1955, was visiting relatives near Money, in the Mississippi Delta region. He spoke to 21-year-old Carolyn Bryant, the white married proprietor of a small grocery store there. Although what happened at the store is a matter of dispute, Till was accused of flirting with or whistling at Bryant. Decades later, Bryant disclosed that, in 1955, she had fabricated testimony that Till made verbal or physical advances towards her in the store.[1][2] Till’s reported behavior, perhaps unwittingly, violated the strictures of conduct for an African American male interacting with a white woman in the Jim Crow-era South.[3] Several nights after the store incident, Bryant’s husband Roy and his half-brother J. W. Milam went armed to Till’s great-uncle’s house and abducted the boy. They took him away and beat and mutilated him before shooting him in the head and sinking his body in the Tallahatchie River. Three days later, Till’s body was discovered and retrieved from the river.’

Later on his mother requested a public funeral with an open casket. Loads of people came to his funeral and looked at his body and his story was published in many newspapers.

I almost cry thinking about this horible case. Imagine being 14 year old him and maybe whistling at a white women, being taken and tortured and hurt and abused and then shot in the head. Then imagine being his mum and not knowing were your son is for 3 days until his body is found, hardly even resembling your kid.

I couldn’t even bare this thought it was just to horrible. Not enough people know his story and I think more need to.

 

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She hulk

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She hulk. The strongest avenger. The better hulk. The smarter hulk. The gal power hulk. 

No skimpy bathing suits. No Whites that turn brown (cause that’s just not well thought out). No giant breasts. No giant butt. She got the power!

Here’s my version of she hulk and I prefer it to a lot of the others. I hope you like it!

Remembrance day

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Today I went to a remembrance thing at a church. I went because I had never been to something like this at a church. I’m an atheist so I don’t go to church or worship god. I didn’t say any of the prayers or sing the hymns that talked about god.

I beleive we need to remember the war. All the deaths of soldiers and innocents and children. The war was horrible and it’s important to not forget. And to give money to the British legion.  I don’t wear a red poppy. 

I beleive that we shouldn’t have to raise money and we shouldn’t have to give money to a charity to help those who went to war. The government should have that money ready for people who go to war. They caused it, they fund it.

I also think that the red red poppy is to patriotic. We don’t think about the other side. About the Germans who weren’t nazis. The ones that were forced into war.

I therefore wear a white poppy. 

For those who don’t know what a white poppy is here’s the peace pledge unions description: 

White poppies are worn in the run-up to Remembrance Day every year by thousands of people in the UK and beyond. White poppies have been worn in this way for over eighty years. They are distributed by the Peace Pledge Union (PPU). There are three elements to the meaning of white poppies: they represent remembrance for all victims of war, a commitment to peace and a challenge to attempts to glamorise or celebrate war.

I also made a loom band white poppy!

Goggles!

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Today I made part of my Claudia Donovan costume (for sci fi con). I made the goggles! They’re made of toilet roll, fabric scraps, duct tape  and a pipe cleaner. They go on top of Salome gold circle glasses.