homeless women and children

Today is International Women’s Day.

Today also marks the show of solidarity for women’s rights by way of a strike: A Day Without A Woman. Women around the world are refusing to take part in both paid and unpaid labor in the name of justice for all gender-oppressed people of all ethnicities, religions, and sexualities. In doing so, they join the ranks of women who have led protests, strikes, and movements throughout history.

Let’s celebrate a few of those women:

Dorothy Height (March 24, 1912—April 20, 2010)

Originally posted by womenthrive

Dorothy Height, former President of the National Council of Negro Women, was one of the organizers of the 1963 March on Washington. She stood near Martin Luther King Jr. during his “I Have a Dream” speech, but did not publicly speak that day. In fact, no woman publicly spoke. “Even on the morning of the march there had been appeals to include a woman speaker,” wrote Height in her memoir. “They were happy to include women in the human family, but there was no question as to who headed the household!“ In 1971, she helped found the National Women’s Political Caucus with other notable feminists like Gloria Steinem, Betty Friedan, and Shirley Chisholm.

Marsha P. Johnson (August 24, 1945—July 6, 1992)

Originally posted by dannisue

Marsha P. Johnson spent her entire adult life fighting for the rights of LGBTQ people. She’s credited for being one of the first to fight back in the Stonewall Riots. She started the Street Transvestite Action Revolutionaries with her friend Sylvia Rivera. Together they provided food, shelter, and care to young drag queens, trans women, and homeless children in need in the Lower East Side of NYC. She fought for what was right, and knew how to live life with exuberance and humor. When asked by a judge what what the “P” stood for, she replied “Pay It No Mind.”

Alice Paul (January 11, 1885—July 9, 1977)

Originally posted by taryndraws

Alice Paul was one of the leading forces behind the Nineteenth Amendment, which affirmed and enshrined a woman’s right to vote. She rallied 8,000 people to march in the 1913 Woman Suffrage Procession in Washington—no small task in a world before the internet—with an estimated half million people watching the historic moment from the sidelines.

And some good activist blogs to follow:

  • Emily’s List (@emilys-list) slogan is “ignite change.” They aim to do so by backing pro-choice candidates for US office in key races across the country.
  • Women of Color in Solidarity (@wocinsolidarity) focuses on being a hub for the the WOC experience in the US. Original posts, incredibly informative reblogs…this place is wonderful.

consider this. I don’t care that it’s actually more profitable to feed and house people, I think we should do it even if it was an expense on society because I’m not a fucking asshole. Most homeless people are women and children and some of yall out here like “well if child labor was legal maybe these kids could buy their own food, instead of taking handouts” 

or “the government really needs to think about saving money not helping people” because we have soooo many cases of austerity measures working… lmao oh wait we fucking dont and it’s failed horribly to hoard money like literal dragons.

Privileges of being female

I can go near a random kid and not be seen as a threat

I can commit the same crime as a man and get a lighter sentence

I am 4X more likely to get a job in STEM just because they want more women

I can get scholarships just for being female even though females make up 60% of college students

I am much more likely to get the kids in a divorce even if I’m less qualified to have them

If a guys wants a kid I can kill it and if he doesn’t I can keep it and force him to pay me.

I am over represented in government because the majority of voters are women

If I was raped it would be taken more seriously then if a man was

I’m less likely to be murdered

I have homeless shelters specific for my gender

The phrase “women and children first”

I can vote without binding myself to the draft (though this may change)

So here’s the thing this isn’t a public flogging. I’m not sorry I have these privileges, but I do think women need to stop and realize how good we have it.

Pershing Square in downtown Los Angeles
When homelessness is unexpectedly beautiful.
Women and children can be in a serious state, with nowhere to go for reasons that range far and wide….common law husbands throwing families out of a home, poor decisions, eviction, job loss, no family to step in and at the very least help out temporarily for the safety and wellbeing of young children. This family caught me off guard one day after I left Skid Row to eat gelato on Spring Street. They were a shiny, healthy little family, soft and fresh and completely out of place in downtown Los Angeles. After speaking with them I learned that they were from Lancaster, just outside LA and had nowhere to sleep. I can’t elaborate on all of the reasons why the decision to bring these girls to DTLA was not ideal, except to say that the whole story is impossible to understand in a few minutes of conversation. There was no place for them in Lancaster and the mother was, at this point, considering spending the night with her girls in the metro station nearby. A friend walked with us that night to San Julian Street, to the back entrance of The Union Rescue Mission, where children are never turned away. This is a harrowing walk for girls, aged 8 and 11, who have never been on Skid Row, smelled the smells, seen the tents, watched grown ups in a state of severe mental illness meander past us as we made our way. I don’t remember anyone’s name, it happened fast it seemed….I had a long conversation with the older girl, who told me how much she missed school, and her best friend Maria, and how boring life is without her friends and her school. She walked with great self possession, and told me that no matter what, and no matter where she finds herself, that she will always make new friends. That was her outlook and it was impressive in those moments, her refusal to allow her present circumstances to spell defeat. Her younger sister was not as unaffected, and was reacting to the traumatic situation with more emotion and withdrawal. I don’t know what the future holds, and I’ve never seen them since. Once we reached San Julian Street, we stumbled on another homeless mother and children, who were experienced with the systems in place in the area, and hugely contrasting with and far harder in demeanor and mannerisms than the family I was escorting. In a heartbeat, they left us, and fell in with the others. We said a quick goodbye, and exchanged hugs all around….and then they were gone, literally swept along in the current of San Julian Street at night. It was a strange sight, to watch them slowly disappear as I stood still in the middle of the craziness, watching them get sucked into a vacuum.

teotangerine  asked:

40,41,43 ^^

40: Who I wish I could be

I’m reaaaaally ashamed to say this but i’m honestly envious of Kylie Jenner sometimes. I mean, she has her own makeup line (I am obsessed with makeup), all kinds of money (If I had her money, I would donate to so many charities and make sure the homeless and children/battered women were taken care of, make sure my family and friends were taken care of, etc.), and she has a smokin’ hott body (even though it’s fake, but better than mine right now ORZ).

41: Where I want to be right now

In Aruba with a flat tummy, cute bikini and a nice, cold drink.

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

Ohhhhh I don’t know…..

Teppei-baby <33


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One of the ugliest things;re feminism is men who are victims of the Patriarchy or other Kyriarchal issues, blaming their suffering on Feminists, rather than the patriarchy.

 The patriarchy is the concept of values that we have that prioritize female coddling and male hardening– with no room in between for those who do not fit. The patriarchy is why male victims of things are told to pull themselves up by their boot straps, while simultaneously infantilizing and often sexualizing female victims.

The patriarchy is best described as a Torroid of Suffering.

In goes hatred and policing of women, out comes the recoil of male suffering and restrictions of the boundaries of what is acceptable expression of masculinity.

In goes hatred of traditionally and culturally feminine things, out comes more aggressive gender binary to separate from those culturally feminine things.

In goes “women have to be housewives” out comes “men are too stupid/unqualified to do house work”

In goes, “pink is now a girl color” out comes “boy viciously punished by father for liking pink things”

In goes “women only need these services because women are fragile” out comes “men who need help are pussies” (which then negatively affects all “non female or male” people, and male teenagers and children who desperately need resources)

In goes “women are weak” out comes “that man is being attacked by a woman, but who cares because women are weak and if he can’t defend himself from a girl, he’s a pussy”

In goes “women are naturally more adept at childcaring because all women are motherly” out comes “good father denied custody of his children to horrifying ex girlfriend”

(sorry about all the heteronormative descriptions, but when one is discussing a heteronormative oppressive structure, its problems are largely impossible to discuss otherwise)


Without this understanding of what the patriarchy is, the solution to all of these problems will forever be buried in divisive bickering.

It’s not a “who” that is making all of these problems for men. Its a WHAT. and the WHAT is the Torroid of Suffering. 

Now, I am a womanist and a feminist who focuses primarily on male issues.  I prioritize male issues because I feel strongly that the binarist oppression that women face under the patriarchy is irrevocably linked to the suffering men boys and trans people of all genders face under the patriarchy.

I trust that my fellow feminists have the fort down on women’s issues, so I’m going to step to the side and focus on the thousands of homeless boys wandering our streets too old for women+children shelters, the male rape victim suffering in silence and confusion, the small child who does not yet know whether they are a boy or a girl, crying because their mom wont let them paint their nails and the man living in a hell of domestic abuse because there is nowhere for him to turn.

Because all of those things were birthed from the patriarchy– birthed from a hatred of women that in turn robbed men of something vital that they need to survive. 

Feminists as a whole (and as an umbrella term), are the only ones paying any attention to any of these issues– even if the lion’s share aren’t prioritizing male suffering. In fact, Men’s Rights Activists who focus less on screaming at feminists and more on unloading why these male issues are occurring and bandying together to disolve patriarchal concepts are a type of Feminist.

Because whether they know it or not, by destroying toxic masculine concepts that are hurting them and throwing off their shackles to the patriarchy that demands they must be a certain way, they are loosening the ropes that are binding everyone that does not identify as male in the process. Just from the other side of the torrid.

So while feminists are hacking away at the top (hatred of women going in), Many Men’s Rights Activists, and male oriented feminists are hacking away at the base (male suffering coming out). 

The ultimate goal is to stop the torroid from spinning. And regardless who wins the hacking race,  as long as we keep going, it will… eventually… stop. 

#SUCCESS: The Senate has finally passed a stalled anti-human trafficking bill that will increase penalties for perpetrators and support for survivors!

While we were hopeful the Senate would also pass the Runaway and Homeless Youth and Trafficking Prevention Act, this legislation is a step in the right direction.

LIKE to celebrate today’s bipartisan support for trafficking survivors!

Read the full story here.


The Irish Slave Trade

There has been a lot of whitewashing of the Irish slave trade, partly by not mentioning it, and partly by labelling slaves as indentured servants. There were indeed indentureds, including English, French, Spanish and even a few Irish. But there is a great difference between the two. Indentures bind two or more parties in mutual obligations. Servant indentures were agreements between an individual and a shipper in which the individual agreed to sell his services for a period of time in exchange for passage, and during his service, he would receive proper housing, food, clothing, and usually a piece of land at the end of the term of service. It is believed that some of the Irish that went to the Amazon settlement after the Battle of Kinsale and up to 1612 were exiled military who went voluntarily, probably as indentureds to Spanish or Portuguese shippers.

King James II and Charles I also led a continued effort to enslave the Irish. Britain’s famed Oliver Cromwell furthered this practice of dehumanizing one’s next door neighbor.

The Irish slave trade began when James II sold 30,000 Irish prisoners as slaves to the New World. His Proclamation of 1625 required Irish political prisoners be sent overseas and sold to English settlers in the West Indies. By the mid 1600s, the Irish were the main slaves sold to Antigua and Montserrat. At that time, 70% of the total population of Montserrat were Irish slaves.

Ireland quickly became the biggest source of human livestock for English merchants. The majority of the early slaves to the New World were actually white.

From 1641 to 1652, over 500,000 Irish were killed by the English and another 300,000 were sold as slaves. Ireland’s population fell from about 1,500,000 to 600,000 in one single decade. Families were ripped apart as the British did not allow Irish dads to take their wives and children with them across the Atlantic. This led to a helpless population of homeless women and children. Britain’s solution was to auction them off as well.

During the 1650s, over 100,000 Irish children between the ages of 10 and 14 were taken from their parents and sold as slaves in the West Indies, Virginia and New England. In this decade, 52,000 Irish (mostly women and children) were sold to Barbados and Virginia.

The initial plan was to offer freedom to Irish slaves on the island of Barbados and elsewhere or to take more rebellious Irish slaves and transport them to Jamaica where they would be offered their freedom and 30 acres of land to work. Cromwell also launched appeals within England and the Americas for planters to come to the new colony of Jamaica. This met with little success and so Cromwell increased his drive to liberate and offer freedom & land to indentured servants in Barbados. The policy met with resistance from the plantation owners of Barbados as one would expect. They quickly complained about being short of labour to work their sugar crops. Therefore, many plantation owners moved along with their Irish slaves to Jamaica also and were granted land there.

At the same time another 30,000 Irish men and women were also transported and sold to the highest bidders in Jamaica. In 1656, Cromwell also ordered that 2,000 Irish children be taken to Jamaica and sold as slaves to English settlers as well. Repeated escape attempts were punished with hangings. Slaves who struck salve owners or plantation owners were burned alive in a gruesome manner. A visitor to Jamaica in 1687 reports that “they are nailed to the ground with crooked sticks on every limb and then applying the fires by degrees from the feet, burning them gradually up to the head, whereby their pains are extravagant”.

There was no racial consideration or discrimination, you were either a freeman or a slave, but there was aggressive religious discrimination, with the Pope considered by all English Protestants to be the enemy of God and civilization, and all Catholics heathens and hated. Irish Catholics were not considered to be Christians. On the other hand, the Irish were literate, usually more so than the plantation owners, and thus were used as house servants, account keepers, scribes and teachers. But any infraction was dealt with the same severity, whether African or Irish, field worker or domestic servant. Floggings were common, and if a planter beat an Irish slave to death, it was not a crime, only a financial loss, and a lesser loss than killing a more expensive African. African slaves were very expensive during the late 1600s (50 Sterling). Irish slaves came cheap (no more than 5 Sterling). If a planter whipped or branded or beat an Irish slave to death, it was never a crime. A death was a monetary setback, but far cheaper than killing a more expensive African. Parliament passed the Act to Regulate Slaves on British Plantations in 1667, designating authorized punishments to include whippings and brandings for slave offenses against a Christian. Irish Catholics were not considered Christians, even if they were freemen.

Like with what was done to African girls and women, the English masters quickly began breeding the Irish women for both their own personal pleasure and for greater profit. Children of slaves were themselves slaves, which increased the size of the master’s free workforce. Even if an Irish woman somehow obtained her freedom, her kids would remain slaves of her master. Thus, Irish moms, even with this new found emancipation, would seldom abandon their kids and would remain in servitude.

In time, the English thought of a better way to use these women (in many cases, girls as young as 12) to increase their market share: The settlers began to breed Irish girls and women with African men to produce slaves with a distinct complexion. These “mulatto” slaves brought a higher price than Irish livestock and, likewise, enabled the settlers to save money rather than purchase new African slaves. This practice of interbreeding Irish females with African men went on for several decades and was so widespread that, in 1681, legislation was passed “forbidding the practice of mating Irish slave women to African slave men for the purpose of producing slaves for sale.” In short, it was stopped only because it interfered with the profits of a large slave transport company.

England continued to ship tens of thousands of Irish slaves for more than a century. Records state that, after the 1798 Irish Rebellion, thousands of Irish slaves were sold to both America and Australia. One British ship even dumped 1,302 slaves into the Atlantic Ocean so that the crew would have plenty of food to eat.

Historical Irish immigration to Jamaica occurred primarily (but not exclusively) through importation of Irish slaves and also constituted [along with the Indian Diaspora and Chinese Diaspora …etc.] one of the largest recorded historical ethnic influxs into the country. Some Irish slaves in Jamaica were indentured servants – especially during the 19th century – but most more were complete chattel slaves imported by tens of thousands by the English. “Jamaican Patois” – which contains some words of Gaelic origin – is often spoken in a dialect(s) that is heavily Irish-influenced, with some minor Scottish-influence. Like Barbados, Jamaica has a sizable “White” population that incudes those of Irish ancestry.

There is, also, very little question that those brown, tanned faces you witness in your travels to the West Indies are very likely a combination of African and Irish ancestry. In 1839, Britain finally decided on it’s own to end it’s participation in Satan’s highway to hell and stopped transporting slaves. While their decision did not stop pirates from doing what they desired, the new law slowly concluded this chapter of nightmarish Irish misery.

Many people today will avoid calling the Irish slaves what they truly were: Slaves. They’ll come up with terms like “Indentured Servants” to describe what occurred to the Irish. However, in most cases from the 17th and 18th centuries, Irish slaves were nothing more than human cattle.

“I want to be a scientist.”
“What’s the best part about being a scientist?”
“Discovering bugs.”


This is one of a series of portraits featuring residents and staff of the Win Homeless Shelter for Women And Children. In addition to providing programs and services aimed at breaking the cycle of homelessness, Win provides shelter for 4500 people across NYC every night, including 2700 children.


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“It’s hard for a child to live in a shelter. They can’t invite their friends over. They can’t have sleepovers. They can’t have their own space. They can’t go to their room when they’re being punished. There’s no personal time for them to discover themselves without interruption. There’s even confusion toward the word ‘home.’ Sometimes they’ll say ‘I’m going home,’ but then they’ll correct themselves and say, ‘I’m going upstairs.’ We tell them that this is where they are staying while they make plans. This is only their home until they find a real home.”


This is one of a series of portraits featuring residents and staff of the Win Homeless Shelter for Women And Children. In addition to providing programs and services aimed at breaking the cycle of homelessness, Win provides shelter for 4500 people across NYC every night, including 2700 children.

“Our building had so many violations that all the residents had to be evicted. Turns out the landlord hadn’t paid the mortgage since 2000. Some of us tried to stay, but it didn’t work. We moved to a hotel room for three days until we ran out of money. At that point we had no choice. So my partner and I ran to City Hall and got married, so that we could live in the shelter together. I never wanted to get married like that. We told ourselves that we’d have another ceremony once things are better.”


This is one of a series of portraits featuring residents and staff of the Win Homeless Shelter for Women And Children. In addition to providing programs and services aimed at breaking the cycle of homelessness, Win provides shelter for 4500 people across NYC every night, including 2700 children.


Just posted a new video of my poem The Nutritionist (aka The Madness Vase) bit.ly/Painting_Making_Of  …. Check it out and check out the painting we are auctioning.  All proceeds from the auction will be donated to THE GATHERING PLACE, Denver’s only daytime drop-in center for women, children, and transgender individuals experiencing poverty or homelessness.   Auction details here:  http://www.ebay.com/itm/-/261869480879

“We’ve been in the shelter system ever since their father was murdered. We needed his paycheck to pay the rent. We had no choice. He had a good job at the Pepsi factory. We were engaged at the time, and we were about to move upstate. We were even planning to take a trip to Disney World. But when he died, a part of me died. I went into a depression. Everything was moving around me, but I was at a standstill. I didn’t want to do my hair. I didn’t want to be bothered with the kids. We used to go to the park and play, but after their father was killed, we were homebodies. I just wanted to stay at home and cry.”


This is one of a series of portraits featuring residents and staff of the Win Homeless Shelter for Women And Children. In addition to providing programs and services aimed at breaking the cycle of homelessness, Win provides shelter for 4500 people across NYC every night, including 2700 children.

“The landlord told me that he’d hold my stuff for two weeks. But when we went back to the apartment to get our stuff, all of our electronics were gone. And somebody had left the door open. My cat was gone. Her name was Kisses. I’d had her since she was two years old. I used to feed her with a bottle. I still have dreams about her.”


This is one of a series of portraits featuring residents and staff of the Win Homeless Shelter for Women And Children. In addition to providing programs and services aimed at breaking the cycle of homelessness, Win provides shelter for 4500 people across NYC every night, including 2700 children.


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“The landlord gave me a deadline of Sunday the 15th. On the 13th, I went to the guidance counselor at my daughter’s school, and she gave me forms for the homeless shelter. My back was against the wall. I didn’t have any other alternatives. Some days it’s OK. But some days I feel helpless and sad. On those days, I think back to the years when everything was going good. My daughter is a blessing. She’s been so strong through all of this. If she see’s that I’m sad, she’ll lay with me, hug me, and make sure I’m OK.”


This is one of a series of portraits featuring residents and staff of the Win Homeless Shelter for Women And Children. In addition to providing programs and services aimed at breaking the cycle of homelessness, Win provides shelter for 4500 people across NYC every night, including 2700 children.

“Homelessness can be very confusing for children, and it comes with a lot of misconceptions. We try to untangle that confusion as soon as they arrive: ‘No, you’re not a bum. You don’t live in a cardboard box. You don’t stink. Mom is not a bad person. She isn’t crazy. This is not forever.’ We want to undo some of the trauma of homelessness because we don’t want children to view themselves as homeless for the rest of their lives.”


This is one of a series of portraits featuring residents and staff of the Win Homeless Shelter for Women And Children. In addition to providing programs and services aimed at breaking the cycle of homelessness, Win provides shelter for 4500 people across NYC every night, including 2700 children.

Okay for a long time I cut Carrie Brownstein slack bc she’s obviously incredibly socially awkward and uncomfortable with her level of fame, even as it grew.

But that shit stops MATTERING once you start profiting off an illusion of a place that never existed and that is in fact DAMAGING to the real, physical place and the lives with in it.

Over the past few years as displacement has intensified, as racial profiling and violence has amped up, as people lose their houses and homeless people die in the heat and women with children sleep on the streets because of lack of shelter funding, you start to wonder:

If you’re making a show about a city, what’s your obligation to the actual city and the people who have to live in it? Can you modify the jokes so that they stop being about clueless white yuppies and start targeting the selfishness of local government? Can you start punching up while drawing awareness to the problems endemic to the punch line of your joke, or do you keep the joke to one line that is patently, patently false, every day more false as people attracted by the promise of the show move here and intensify the already existing problems.

I tweeted at her a sketch idea I had, about the endless phone hoops of trying to get into shelter. It is pretty funny in a bitter and painful way. She didn’t answer.

I won’t be watching the new season (but I haven’t watched any season, with the exception of the opening sequence my ex and everyone I know was in and the one episode I was in) but I’m interested to hear about it from anyone who does watch it.

How long can this be posed as a funny joke, when it has zero basis in reality? How long can they continue to profit off an illusion while the reality under the illusion festers? How long can they ignore that festering reality and not do anything with their power and attention and authority to try to alleviate it, when it affects communities that Browners, at least, used to be a part of?