Texas Attorney General Ken Paxton is in hot water for falsely accusing a high school in the greater Dallas area of being anti-Christian by allowing Muslim students to pray in an empty classroom.
On Friday, Paxton wrote an open letter to Liberty High School claiming that it had violated the First Amendment since the school did not open the classroom’s prayer space to all students, the Independent reported.
“It appears that the prayer room is ‘dedicated to the religious needs of some students’ — namely, those who practice Islam,” Paxton, with the support of Gov. Greg Abbott, wrote. “It is unclear whether students of other faiths may use the room at the same time or at other times during the week. Liberty High School’s policy should be neutral toward religion.”
It turns out Paxton’s allegations are not true. Jeremy Lyon, Frisco Independent School District superintendent, responded in a statement released Friday explaining that the classroom is open to all students.
Lyon also reassured Paxton and other concerned citizens that Liberty High School was complying with both federal and state laws — including Texas’s Freedom Restoration Act. The Freedom Restoration Act requires schools and institutions to not suppress or burden an individual’s right to exercise religious freedom. Read more (3/21/17 12:45 PM)
Civil Rights leader and Mississippi director of C.O.R.E. (Congress of Racial Equality) Dave Dennis breaks down while giving a eulogy at James Chaney’s funeral. Chaney was one of the three civil rights workers brutally murdered by the Ku Klux Klan on June 21, 1964 during the Freedom Summer movement in Mississippi for trying to get black residents in the state to register to vote. The other two workers were Michael Schwerner and Andrew Goodman, both of whom were white Jews from New York. All three men’s bodies were disposed of in an earthen dam and weren’t discovered until August 4, 1964.
“Dave Dennis’ speech was a turning point in the summer because everybody wanted him to say the usual things that you would say at a funeral. And Dave Dennis just couldn’t do it. He challenged the people at the memorial and he challenged the whole movement.” -Bruce Watson, author
Happy Fourth of July! The incredible shot shows the Statue of Liberty in New York City. The colossal copper structure depicts a robed female figure — Libertas, the Roman goddess of liberty — who bears a torch and a tablet upon which is inscribed the date of the American Declaration of Independence — July 4, 1776. The statue is an American icon of freedom and a welcoming sight to immigrants arriving from abroad.
“Can you get down?” Taehyung asked, holding the ladder for you steady. You were worried you were going to fall flat on your ass, but it didn’t matter at this moment. You just wanted to get down out of sight and to Emily’s party. You didn’t drug your bodyguard for nothing.
“Hold on, I’m jumping!” You braced yourself as you stuck your legs out from the ladder and jumped. Luckily, Taehyung caught you.
“Awh Tae, such a ladies man.” You winked cockily as you were set down. You brushed your dress off, happy everything was left in tact and snaked your arm around Taehyung’s.
“Aren’t I amazing Taehyung, could you do that?” You asked, smirking.
Taehyung was the boy next door who you grew up with. Your parents both worked in the same…business. Taehyung and you got each other, you had each others backs in times like these. All you really wanted to do was just go out and have some fun, but being apart of the countries greatest mafia families had its problems: enemies grew from every thorn, and you were one of the greatest roses to target.
You were from a family that had been in this business since 1809 when the opium trade was rife. Your family had a series of alliances with the British, jotted somewhere in the history books as one of your ancestors amassed fortunes spanning Asia. Over time, enemies had grown in great numbers and they targeted those close to the current head of the entire family. Three years ago, your father was given the role of head and you were on the list of most targeted people in Korea, if not South East Asia.
“I’ve been given more freedom than you Y/N and you know that.” Taehyung said, taking you to the car he had parked.
Snapping out of your heritage thoughts, you figured Taehyung was right. Some things never changed, including how conservative the people in your world could be to their daughters. Tae, while restricted had the freedom to go out and live his life like any normal 21 year old could; provided he had a gun tucked away under his pocket and security detail following him not far off.
You on the other hand, were expected to be a rose in a steel glass cage. Sheltered, monitored, protected, guarded- you name every protectionate word and you were supposed to be the object of its affection.
A bit of a departure from the stuff I’d normally post, but something of an interesting topic; less an obscure weapon, more an obscure person.
Born Titus Cornelius, slave to a John Corlies, in Monmouth County, New Jersey, in around 1753, “Tye” suffered a particularly unpleasant upbringing. Corlies was notorious, even among other slaveowners, for mistreating his slaves. Despite being a Quaker (it was Quaker practice to educate slaves and grant them freedom at age 21), Corlies had no intention of teaching or freeing his slaves, and regularly beat them. His actions eventually cost him his membership to the Quaker Church in 1778.
Titus was largely educated by other people in the region, and learned his way around the land whilst running errands for his master. He became acquainted with many of the families living in Monmouth at the time.
When the Revolutionary War started to break out in 1775, Lord Dunmore, the governor of Virginia, issued a proclamation offering slaves a deal: they would be offered freedom in exchange for service in the British Army. It should be noted that Dunmore’s proclamation, in its original wording, only applied to slaves owned by Patriots who opposed the British government. Dunmore was fierce Loyalist and somewhat of a reactionary figure; notoriously unpopular with the Patriot revolutionaries after threatening to impose martial law in Virginia. His actions no doubt did more damage than good to the Loyalist’s already poor reputation in the colonies, and this proclamation was no exception: wealthy slave owners, who had previously been indifferent to British rule, came to support the Patriot cause because of their fears that Dunmore was attempting to incite a slave rebellion.
As word spread all around of Dunmore’s proclamation, slaves, who were faced with a choice between their current condition or the enticing offer of potential freedom, began to flee their masters en masse. It is said that wherever the British Army marched, escaped slaves followed. The proclamation acted twofold: to bolster the Loyalist fighting force, and to damage the Patriot’s infrastructure by depriving them of their slaves. Dunmore established the “Ethiopian Regiment”, an all-black Loyalist regiment made up entirely of escaped slaves who had answered Dunmore’s call. It had nothing to do with Ethiopia. It was in this regiment that the former slaves would fight for their freedom, and wore their motto “Liberty to Slaves” across the chests of their uniforms.
Undoubtedly, Dunmore’s intensive was purely to undermine the Patriot cause rather than a steadfast opposition to slavery. For slaves, though, it didn’t matter. Many of them were prepared to fight and die for even a chance at freedom. Even if Dunmore was lying, most considered it worth a shot.
Titus was one of the first slaves to take up Dunmore’s offer. He escaped shortly after his 21st birthday and joined the British Army under the pseudonym “Tye”. Over the next few years, he may have gained military experience by participating in several skirmishes, such as Kemp’s Landing and Great Bridge, but there is no exact record of his activities until 1778, when he distinguished himself in battle by capturing Patriot Captain Elisha Shepard during the Battle of Monmouth. His combat initiative and vast knowledge of the New Jersey region singled him out as a particularly valuable asset to the British, and although former slaves could not officially earn a commission, Tye was unofficially promoted to the rank of “Colonel” and given command of his own unit called the “Black Brigade” in 1779.
The Brigade were given assignments by William Franklin, the Loyalist son of Benjamin Franklin and Royal Governor of New Jersey. Most of these assignments boiled down to destabilizing Patriot-controlled areas and destroying their infrastructure via the means of guerrilla warfare. For Tye and the men under his command, it was an opportunity to exact revenge on slave holders; many of the Black Brigade’s targets were their former masters. For every successful assignment, Tye and his men were paid 5 guineas. They also worked in conjunction with the Queen’s Rangers in New York, and also are said to have set up an early form of the Underground Railroad that would escort slaves to freedom in Nova Scotia.
The exploits of the Black Brigade were seen as disgraceful and barbaric by the Patriots and Tye became something of a boogeyman in New Jersey. By 1780, the Black Brigade were essentially acting as hitmen for the British, assassinating or capturing local high-ranking militiamen. One such target was Joshua Huddy. Huddy was considered something of a hero among Patriots but was notorious among Loyalists; he and his militia had raided and killed many prominent Loyalists. In essence, he was Tye’s Patriot counterpart.
When the Black Brigade came for him, Huddy managed to hold them off for about two hours with the help of his servant girl, before surrendering when his house caught fire. During his arrest, however, the Black Brigade was ambushed by a Patriot militia, and in the ensuing confusion, Huddy managed to escape. Tye was wounded in the wrist by a stray shot. Two days later, he succumbed to gangrene and died, aged 27.
Thus ends Tye’s chapter in history.
Although Tye never achieved the free life he sought, the story did not end with him. As the war came to a close in 1783, the British prepared to evacuate through New York. By this point, tens of thousands of slaves had served with the British. Many of them had since succumbed to disease, been captured and returned to their masters, or died in battle. Many did not expect the British to make good on their promise of freedom, but perhaps surprisingly, they did. Guy Carleton, the temporary commander-in-chief of the British forces, attended negotiations with George Washington following the British surrender, in which Washington was quite adamant that the “human property” of the Patriots be returned to their original owners. Carleton refused to yield. After some discussion, he managed to broker a deal with Washington: the slaves would not be returned, but any slave owners who lost their slaves during the war would be monetarily reimbursed by the British government. Carleton went so far as to compile a book of records relating to every escaped slave and every slave owner who was legally entitled to compensation, which was entitled the “Book of Negroes”.
The escaped slaves were shipped off with the rest of the Loyalist evacuees to Canada, England, and eventually, Sierra Leone. Many were granted land in Nova Scotia, where they built defenses among fears that the Patriots would try and forcibly reclaim their lost slaves.
Joshua Huddy was captured by Loyalists and hanged in a revenge killing. This event disrupted negotiations between Colonial Congress and the British.
Despite Carleton’s promises to Washington, no slave owners were ever reimbursed by the British government.
Penny Valentine, Disc and Music Echo, 8 April 1967
THE PINK Floyd burst on to the London club scene in a kaleidoscope of colours some months ago. Literally, because colour, shapes and light gave impact to the staggering, tumultuous waves of sound which made up their act.
Pop—or pop in Britain, at least—was never like this before. Pre-Pink Floyd groups were content to go onstage and grind out a succession of old hits or bad copies of American records.
The Floyd have denounced this visually boring performance. “Our lighting man is the fifth member of the group” they say—and engulf the audience in a symphony of weird shapes and violent colours which confound the senses as much as their driving, thirty-minute-long songs.
But are they just a brief bubble on the pop scene, or have they the ability to last?
Offstage and collectively they could be just another group; individually they’re obviously intelligent.
Well, what are they like?…
FOR A start, there’s lead guitarist SYD BARRETT. Born 21 years ago in Cambridge, Syd is the best looking of a rather ordinary bunch. His interest in music began at seven with piano lessons and ended abruptly after two weeks.
Afterwards it was art school in Cambridge, closely followed by art school in London. He became a part of the Pink Floyd because he lived next door to bass player Roger Waters.
The Pink Floyd have a definite place in pop society despite the apparent swing to the squares, he says. “Teenagers in Britain are great. Possibly, they are not buying the bulk of records, but they come to life as audiences. Just because Humperdinck, closely followed by the Ken Dodds, is doing so well is not indicative of apathy on the part of the teenagers.”
Syd himself is the most colour-conscious of the colourful Pinks. He dresses in clothes like black corduroy jackets, wine-red pants and white shoes. “Freedom is what I’m after,” he comments. “That’s why I like working in this group. There’s such freedom artistically.”
RICK WRIGHT plays organ. He is also 21, rather quiet, very easygoing and exceedingly absent-minded, which explains why he locked the group’s car and left the keys inside.
He went for education to Haberdashers and talks like it, too. “Then I went to Regent Street Polytechnic to study architecture and gave up in boredom after a year. So I started going abroad, to places like Greece. Then came home to earn a bit of money in jobs like interior designing and private decorating.
"But I was very unhappy and turned to studying music. I gave that up two months ago, but only because the Pink Floyd bad become a full-time occupation.”
He still hopes some day to complete his musical studies “and write a symphony or something.”
Pink Floyding it, however, is quite enough compensation for his future plans. “We’re playing something completely different from what has gone before. Like jazz musicians, we improvise all the time, both vocally and instrumentally.”
A bit of a drifter, with his scarf stuffed untidily into his shirt, but pretty content at present with being a part of the Pink Floyd.
ROGER WATERS, 22 and the bass player, says “I lie and am rather aggressive” and attempts to act the part by shooting down questioners if he can. Why don’t the Pink Floyd try to expand as personalities? “We give the public what they can see for themselves—we don’t want to manufacture an image. We don’t want to be involved in some publicity build-up.”
Not even a dress image? “We dress as we feel at the time.”
How did the concept of the stage act come about? “There is no concept about it. Our music just comes from the fingers—there’s no preconceived arrangement. Perhaps there was an idea dreamed up in as much as we use images as well as sounds, but otherwise it’s all improvisation.”
Roger, for the record, was born at Great Bookham in Surrey but moved to Cambridge when he was still a baby. After Cambridge schooling, he studied architecture at the Regent Street Polytechnic before drifting into the group. Was there any musical background in his family? “Well, my mother’s stone deaf, my father’s dead and my grandmother bought her first pop record last week. It was a disc called ‘Arnold Layne’.”
NICK MASON, the 22-year-old drummer from Birmingham, describes himself as a “very mediocre, ordinary youth” and thinks his arrival in the Pink Floyd was possibly remotely connected to his grand father once penning a “fine, regal march” entitled 'Grand State March’.
Being the grandson of such a composer, Nick says sadly: “I take life easy but I am a bit paranoic. I feel everyone has a down on me. I want to be successful and loved in everything I turn my hand to.”
He may succeed. He is, for one thing, the easiest to talk to. Joining the group came largely because he hated working in an office. “I had studied architecture for three years at the Polytechnic and then spent a year working in an office. "It’s only just lately, in fact, that the Pink Floyd have been doing much work. In the past we played about one date a fortnight and spent the rest of the time sitting in pubs and saying how nice it would be to be famous. Only when we got a manager who started organising us did we get beyond just dreaming.”
He hopes, naturally, things will get bigger and better for the group.
1. There is no missing out. There is no last chance. There is no one thing you have to be doing. There is only evolution taking place here – step by step by step. You can’t always see where you’re going to end up. So let go of attachments to ideas of what you think you should be doing, and instead relax, pay attention to the present moment and enjoy the ride.
2. Don’t worry so much. You don’t need to control your life. Sit still, quiet your mind and watch everything be revealed. Accessing your heart is the key to true bliss.
3. You will have many lovers. Don’t think it’s the end of the world if one leaves you, or you leave them. The most important love affair you’ll ever have is with yourself. Put your attention on that relationship first.
4. Everything you avoid, or ignore, you’re going to have to deal with at some point. May as well start early… may as well start now. That includes your Dad. And your Mum.
5. Being king of the castle in your own little town is an illusion. It’s the easy way to live. Push your own boundaries. You’re going to be challenged in life and this is where your greatest growth, joy and strength will come from.
6. Being cool and desiring other people to like you is overrated. Be kind. Be of service to others. You’re not a bag of neediness. Give yourself to the greatest need of the time.
7. All the answers you’re looking for are deep within yourself. You’ve just got to know how to access it… then keep asking yourself questions.
8. External life experiences are endless. There is no lasting fulfillment ‘out there’. You’ll be searching forever. Enjoy each moment, but know you are forever fulfilled within your own self. Establish that then take your inner contentment and give it to the world. That’s true fulfillment.
9. You have no idea what is coming your way. Let go… life is full of mysteries for you to discover. The more you let go of ideas of ‘who you think you are’… the faster ‘who you really are’ will naturally appear.
Kaito doesn’t respond to the nervousness this time, grabs hold of Shinichi’s words and throws them out into the wind.
Nothing they’re going to do, really, is going to be a good idea - breaking out of prison and causing panic across the police force was technically a bad idea, but they’ve done it. Catching the train into Tokyo wasn’t the smartest idea either, but well, they’ve been walking around Chiyoda for over an hour now, weaving in and out of crowds.
He’s not even sure what Shinichi’s worried about. Either he’s uneasy by the crowds that swamp them, drowning them in a sea of pedestrians, or he’s unsettled by the fact that they’ve slowly started to wander in the direction of the police station they’re planning to break into.