In its initial 2012 response to the plaintiffs, lawyers for the Bloomberg administration argued that the NYPD’s surveillance of Muslim communities, houses of worship and restaurants was not unconstitutional; that rather than religious profiling the surveillance was “more likely the result of a non-discriminatory intent by the NYPD to deter and detect terrorism in the post 9/l I world”; and that the damage alleged by the plaintiffs may have been based on “fears and speculation.”

Funded in part by White House counter-narcotics dollars and shaped by a former senior CIA officer paid by both the agency and the department, the NYPD unit conducted intelligence gathering operations throughout the eastern seaboard, dispatched Mosque “rakers” into religious centers, assigned informants to develop personal relationships with young Muslims – including by taking part in seemingly harmless activities like white water rafting – and focused intelligence gathering on 28 “ancestries of interest” (all but two of which are majority Muslim and together comprise 80 percent of the planet’s Muslim population). At one point, another top former CIA officer turned cop, who was crucial in guiding NYPD operations, described his hopes of having an NYPD informant in every mosque within a 250-mile radius of New York City.

Informed by Israeli intelligence strategies deployed in the West Bank, the idea behind the surveillance was to map out “hot spots” of potential terrorist activity. The NYPD’s surveillance operations at times ran afoul of federal law enforcement terrorism investigations and, in the case of surveillance outside NYPD jurisdiction, were sometimes conducted without the knowledge of local elected officials. A senior NYPD officer involved in the program later testified that the department’s efforts did not produce a single lead, though their work did result in an extensive list of top-notch Middle Eastern restaurants and cricket fields.

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Hey tumblr my town needs help like big time because a kid I graduated with recently went missing this past Wednesday (October 15th, 2014) and the only thing we have on him so far is his roomate saw him Wednesday. If you live in New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Vermont, New Hampshire, Connecticut, Rhode Island, Massachusetts or Eastern Canada and anywhere along the Eastern Seaboard of North America (because you sometimes have no idea where they are), please please PLEASE contact someone. I’ve known him since third grade, and while we didn’t get along the past few years, we used to be friends so if you’re one of my followers, take this as a personal plea for help in addition to just kindness. And reblog it even if you don’t live around here, because you never know who follows you and might know something. Here’s more information from where I first heard about this:

I’ve just received an email from The College of Saint Rose saying:
“The College of Saint Rose has reported to law enforcement officials that Connor W. Trapatsos, an 18-year-old first-year student from Fairport, Monroe County, New York, is missing. Connor is a white male with dark brown hair, brown eyes, 5’7” tall and slight build.

Connor, who resides in Brubacher Hall, was last seen by his roommate this past Wednesday morning. The College was informed this afternoon. The residence hall has been searched thoroughly three times by Saint Rose Security officers and the University at Albany Police Department.”

Conner graduated from Fairport in 2014 and I’m posting this because I have friends both from the Fairport area and the Albany area. Anyone who may have seen Connor or have any information regarding Connor’s whereabouts is asked to call the University at Albany Police at 518-441-3130 or Saint Rose Security at 518-454-5187.

Update:Connor has been seen getting on a bus back to the Albany area, but has not gotten off at Albany

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This video is an interview with Queen Quet Marquetta L. Goodwine, Chief Priestess of Gullah/Geechee Nation. The people of the Gullah/Geechee Nation, descendants of enslaved Africans, live among a string of islands stretching along the Atlantic seaboard from Jacksonville, N.C., to Jacksonville, Fla. The interview is about resilience and adaptation to climate change, including rising ocean levels.

Here’s a link to an article in Grist about that resilience entitled, "Climate resilience and the Gullah/Geechee Nation."

Friends Who Follow

Like the earth during a drought
your words are absorbed
through the fissures
running like fine veins
on a slab of marble,

thirsty with a habit
my soul ingests your heart
my mind journeys
traveling to where
your poem was born,

like the seaboard during a flood
your words drown
flowing down parched throat
like whiskey
burning on the way to my soul,

longing for a high
my heart searches for your love
following the pain
a journey
to where we were born

Collaboration between:

Kevin Takingstockofwhatmattersmost
and
Lauren  Lzlabs

Thanks Kevin for doing this with me. You are a dream to write with <3

Do you ever get feeling because Ruby Lucas was used to even the people she loved judging her?

The Charmings exploit her wolf abilities all the time.

During the curse, even Granny bought into her supposed reputation. When she said over easy, she was talking about the eggs. Her heart attack interfering with Ruby’s plans to sleep her way across the Eastern Seaboard.

It’s not that she was a young woman who felt stifled and wanted to get out of her small town, no, not at all.

Then Victor comes along. Even during the curse the girl everyone thought was ‘easy’ is unattainable to him. He considers himself a smooth ladies’ man, and yet she’s the one who was always able to make him flustered.

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His face when she tells him she’s a werewolf?

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"Das pretty cool I guess."

His face when she says she ate her boyfriend?

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"Whoa that’s heavy, I’m sorry for your loss."

He doesn’t run. He’s not afraid of her. It doesn’t change how he looks at her at all.

How does he look at her?

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BLOGGED: The Mui Ne In My Mind

There was a sudden jolt.

The flight to Saigon was turbulent, all thanks to the severe weather disturbance off the northeastern seaboard of the Philippines. The plane started to descend, and before we knew it, we have safely arrived at Tan Son Nhat International Airport, after nearly two hours of flight. The sun was almost up when we finally left the airport terminal building and had our USDs exchanged to the local currency (Vietnamese Dongs). For the first time in forever, I became an instant millionaire. Multi-millionaire to be exact.

While searching for a cab, a frail-looking man probably in his early 50s, approached us. He claimed that he was a cab driver and even showed his ID to us. Because we were so exhausted brought about by the delay, we immediately hired him. Normally, the fare to downtown Saigon costs 210,000 dong. However, our cab driver charged us 200,000 each. Multiply it by 3, the total fare was 600,000 dong. Upon arrival at the hostel, we tried to haggle the cab driver to charge us fair and square. Apparently, he wanted to press charges against us because we were too nosy. He started to raise his voice and we got afraid. We gave up and he sped off.

The first thirty minutes in Saigon was a bit traumatic, but I don’t want to disappoint myself. The city may have scammers scattered along its busy streets and murky alleys, waiting for its prey, but Vietnam is more than that.

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The Land Was Ours: African American Beaches from Jim Crow to the Sunbelt South

 by Andrew W. Kahrl

Driving along the coasts of the American South, we see miles of luxury condominiums, timeshare resorts, and gated communities. Yet, a century ago, a surprising amount of beachfront property in the Chesapeake, along the Carolina shore, and around the Gulf of Mexico was owned and populated by African Americans. In a pathbreaking combination of social and environmental history, Andrew W. Kahrl shows how the rise and fall of Jim Crow and the growing prosperity of the Sunbelt have transformed both communities and ecosystems along the southern seaboard.

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Cyclone pounds India

A powerful cyclone pounded a large swath of India’s eastern seaboard with heavy rain and strong winds, killing at least two people and causing major damage to buildings and crops, one of two storms to lash Asia on the day. (AP)

Photography by Biswaranjan Rout


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