land of opportunism

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“Let me paint a picture of what’s waiting for you on the shore. You arrive in America, land of opportunity, milk and honey and guess what? You all get to be slaves. Split up, sold off and worked to death. The lucky ones get sunday off to sleep and fuck and make more slaves, and all for what? For cotton? Indigo? For a fucking purple shirt? The only good news is the tabacco your grandkids are gonna farm for free is gonna give a shitload of these white motherfuckers cancer. And I ain’t even started yet.

The 5 ingredients for a happy parrot.

When owning a bird, we must remember they aren’t domesticated over thousands of years the way cats and dogs are.
They can however adapt to living in a human environment if given a balanced daily routine, filled with things to help bring out behaviours they are naturally created for.

These include;

1. Exercise:

Giving your bird a range of options through participating in daily activities such as flight, foraging, training, playtime.
Out of cage time is simply the single most important thing you can do for your bird.

Teaching them how to navigate flight around a secure home with lots of encouraging landing opportunities is the best, most natural form of exercise for your parrot. It also introduces them to reaching certain boundaries and feeling confident moving above them.
Foraging is another natural and stimulating way to keep your birds active. Keep in mind your parrot will have to learn how to use certain foraging items from you teaching them through encouragement and simple step by step routines.
Training your bird to step up onto your hand, a perch, recall (come to you when called) can assist with flight training as well as everyday activities.
Playtime with certain toys is a fun part of your birds physical development and should be an active part of training, recall and everyday routines.

2. Diet:

A healthy, balanced diet filled with variety can be exciting to your bird. It’s giving the options of extra nutrients with fruits, veggies, grains, sprouts, nuts and various treatsalong with pellets and/or seeds.

Not only can textures, flavours or shapes be a fun way to introduce birds to new foods but it is a stimulating way to conduct environmental enrichment.

3. Tricks:

Are simply fun and entertaining. They help create a mutual trust and offer various problem solving and brain developing tasks to give to your bird.

Clicker Training offers a fun, quick way to help your parrot problem solve and use their brain to learn a trick in a shorter amount of time.

4. Socialisation:

Socialising can vary between individual birds.
It is important to note what appropriate limits are for your parrot and, how best to work on those limitations through training and positive experiences.
Exposing your safely bird to different environments, people and various items can help with confidence and problem behaviours in your parrot.

5. Appropriate housing:

Should always give your bird opportunity to gain some lift or room to move freely, stretch and flap their wings, especially if caged for long periods in a day.
You should offer activities within their cage to prevent boredom, such as foraging, shredding activity, toys and levels withing perches.

Remember, birds aren’t easy pets to look after but if provided with these appropriate Ingredients, your bird will live a happy and fulfilled life.

Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time a man got fucked. Now, how is that for a story. Cause that’s the story of black people in America. Shit you all don’t know you black yet. You think you just people. Let me be the first to tell you that you are all black. The moment these Dutch motherfuckers set foot here and decided they white, and you get to be black, and that’s the nice name they call you. Let me paint a picture of what’s waiting for you on the shore. You arrive in America, land of opportunity, milk and honey, and guess what? You all get to be slaves. Split up, sold off and worked to death. The lucky ones get Sunday off to sleep and fuck and make more slaves, and all for what? For cotton? Indigo? For a fucking purple shirt? The only good news is the tobacco your grandkids are gonna farm for free is gonna give a shitload of these white motherfuckers cancer. And I ain’t even started yet. A hundred years later. You’re fucked. A hundred years after that. Fucked. A hundred years after you get free, you still getting fucked out a job and shot at by police. You see what I’m saying?
—  American Gods

Oh she long dead. She wouldn’t give it up for Johannes up there so he threw her off the boat. Did you know your momma couldn’t swim? You all need to work on that. Take swimming lessons, this is how we get stereotypes.

You want help?
Fine.
Let me tell you a story.
Once upon a time, a man got fucked. Now, how is that for a story? ‘Cause that’s the story of black people in America! Shit, you all don’t know you black yet. You think you just people. Let me be the first to tell you that you are all black. The moment these Dutch motherfuckers set foot here and decided they white, and you get to be black, and that’s the nice name they call you…

Let me paint a picture of what’s waiting for you on the shore. You arrive in America, land of opportunity, milk and honey, and guess what? You all get to be slaves. Split up, sold off, and worked to death. The lucky ones get Sunday off to sleep and fuck and make more slaves, and all for what? For cotton? Indigo? For a fucking purple shirt? The only good news is the tobacco that your grandchildren are gonna farm for free is gonna give a shitload of these white motherfuckers cancer. And I ain’t even started yet. 
A hundred years later. You’re fucked.
A hundred years after that. Fucked.
A hundred years after you get free, you still getting fucked out a job and shot at by police. You see what I’m saying?

This guy gets it. I like him. He’s getting angry. Angry is good. Angry gets shit done. You shed tears for Compé Anansi, and here he is, telling you you are staring down the barrel of three hundred years of subjugation, racist bullshit, and heart disease. He is telling you there isn’t one goddamn reason you shouldn’t go up there right now and slit the throats of every last one of these Dutch motherfuckers and set fire to this ship!

You already dead, asshole. At least die a sacrifice for something worthwhile. Let the motherfucker burn! Let it all burn!

—  Mr Nancy, American Gods

Yahya Abu Romman, a 22-year-old languages major, had just graduated from university. To celebrate, he planned a six-week trip to the U.S., where his brother, uncles and aunts and more than a dozen cousins have lived for years.

With good grades, an engaging personality and fluency in three languages — English, Arabic and Spanish — he had worked as a nature conservation ranger while studying, and had his pick of jobs with tour companies in Jordan, a strong U.S. ally.

In 2015, Abu Romman was issued a tourist visa at the U.S. embassy in Amman, good for five years. With money from a graduation present, he bought a round-trip ticket and landed at Chicago’s O'Hare International Airport a few days after the start of President Trump’s travel ban on the citizens of seven predominantly Muslim countries.

That’s where the positive impression of the U.S. he’d inherited from his father came to a screeching halt.

“My dad is a graduate from the University of Illinois,” says Abu Romman. “He always told me America is the land of justice, land of opportunities, of generosity. That there are very kind people. And there are. But I think things have changed.”

Deported With A Valid U.S. Visa, Jordanian Says Message Is ‘You’re Not Welcome’

Photo: Jane Arraf/NPR

Did you know your momma couldn’t swim? You all need to work on that. Take swimming lessons. This is how we get stereotypes…
You want help? Fine. Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time a man got fucked. Now how is that for a story? ‘Cause that’s the story of black people in America.
Shit, you all don’t know you black yet. You think you just people. Let me be the first to tell you that you are all black. The moment these Dutch motherfuckers set foot here and decided they white, and you get to be black, and that’s the nice name they call you…Let me paint a picture of what’s waiting for you on the shore. You arrive in America, land of opportunity, milk, and honey and guess what? You all get to be slaves. Split up, sold off and worked to death. The lucky ones get Sunday off to sleep and fuck and make more slaves, and all for what? For cotton? Indigo? For a fucking a purple shirt? The only good news is the tobacco your grandkids are gonna farm for free is gonna give a shitload of these white motherfuckers cancer. And I ain’t even started yet.
A hundred years later. You’re fucked. A hundred years after that. Fucked. A hundred years after you get free you still getting fucked out a job and shot at by police. You see what I’m saying?
This guy gets it. I like him. He’s getting angry. Angry is good. Angry gets shit done.
— 

Mr. Nancy, American Gods

This scene walked up and punched me in the face and it was the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen. This is transcribed straight from the subtitles because the writing is incredible, the only tragedy being it loses Orlando Jones’ Fucking Incredible acting. Can we preemptively give him an Emmy? Or all of them?

Today in Politics: March 6, 2017
  • President Trump has a new, revised executive order which bans travelers from six Muslim-majority countries from getting new visas. It won’t affect current visa holders and unlike the previous ban, it excludes citizens of Iraq. The executive order will be phased in over the next two weeks. (NYT)(WP)(ATL)(Raw Executive Order- White House)
  • The Supreme Court decided to not hear the case regarding transgender bathroom rights after the White House’s reversal of position, even though they agreed in October to hear the case. (NYT)(CNN)(WP)
  • House Republicans released the Affordable Care Act replacement bill called the American Health Care Act. The bill replaces federal insurance subsidies with a new form of individual tax credits and grants to help states shape their own policies. The bill would also allow insurers a charge on people if they have had a gap in their health coverage. The GOP bill also includes a provision to strip all federal funding for Planned Parenthood. (view bill)(WP)(CNN)(FOX)(NYT)
  • Today Ben Carson made some of his first remarks to Housing and Urban Development. “That’s what America is about. A land of dreams and opportunity. There were other immigrants who came here in the bottom of slave ships, worked even longer, even harder for less,“. This comment, which compares slaves to immigrants, has been criticized by numerous members of the Black community as well as the NAACP. (WP)(HILL)(FOX)
  • Four Atlanta mosques receive death threats. They received a note that said, “Death is waiting for you and your kind” and included a hand-drawn picture of someone being beheaded. (CNN)(AJC)
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“Death is waiting for you and your kind." 

 4 mosques in Georgia received death threats

What? And these people call Muslims terrorists? No way… 

This is so sad… Can’t believe my eyes that such things are happening in the Land of Opportunity…

People are people, of all religions, with good hearts! We are fighting the same fight - just to live happily! So live and let other people live, don’t judge others! Spot this evil, please…

#Islamophobia

We Go Together: Chapter 2

Claire all but jogged down the hallway to keep up with Jamie, her progress made all the more difficult by her attempts at avoiding eye contact with curious onlookers. Jamie’s large presence parted the sea of students that were in front of them and they began to shuffle on their merry way again as soon as she passed. Claire felt her blush burn hot from her chest to the tips of her ears.

Jesus, how embarrassing.

“Here ye are,” her erstwhile savior said, nodding at the locker. “Do ye have your combination?”

Oh God, Beauchamp, seriously?

“Erm..” she mumbled, fumbling in her binder for the number combination she already knew wasn’t there.

This was the first real school she’d ever been to, having grown up traveling the world with her Uncle Lamb. Now, not only was she in a new school (one with actual plumbing, no less) but they’d relocated to the United States. Land of opportunity, eclectic accents, and apparently confusing school layouts. The first bell rang but Jamie made no move to leave.

“Listen, thanks for all of your help but I’ve got it from here,” Claire said, setting down her things and trying to decide if she’d be able to find the school’s office again without getting lost.

She looked up to find Jamie Fraser looking at her with a raised eyebrow, which inflamed her irritation.

“I dinna mind helping, Sassenach. I could-”

”-Please just.. just go okay?” Claire replied exasperatedly, wanting Jamie to leave before she had a nervous breakdown.

“I’ll just go to the office and-”

“Seriously, what is your problem? I don’t want your help!” Claire snapped.

Jamie’s face went from surprised to inscrutable, his clear blue eyes making her feel like she was being x-rayed.

“I see,” he said evenly, glancing away. “Well then.”

Jamie unceremoniously thrust the books out for her to take. Claire grappled for them, barely keeping the teetering pile from crashing to the floor again. She swallowed, willing back the tears that threatened to show themselves. Jamie opened his mouth to say something further but stopped as he glanced back and caught sight of her face. His expression softened, and he took a slow step toward her, placing a large, warm hand on her arm.

“Bear up, lass. It’ll be alright.”

Claire sniffed out a derisive laugh, blinking back the tears as she stared at the books in her arms. So much for keeping it together; she couldn’t even make it an hour, let alone the whole school year. Christ, she must look like an idiot. She exhaled a shuddering breath and felt more than saw Jamie glance around the hallway, then step closer to her as he gave her arm a soft squeeze.

“Ye dinna have to be nervous. No one will bother ye so long as I’m wi’ ye,” he said lowly, only loud enough for her to hear.

Claire slowly raised her eyes to meet his. He’d cocked his head to better see her face from his vantage point above her. He really was very tall. His leather jacket fitted his broad shoulders perfectly; while he couldn’t be more than 18, the lines of his body hinted at the muscle and bone of a man. He was an imposing figure, indeed.

As if he read her mind, the corner of Jamie’s mouth twitched.

“People tend to scatter when they see me,” he said lightly, releasing her arm but not backing away just yet.

Claire squared her shoulders.

“And when you’re not with me?” she asked.

“Just dinna forget you’re new here. No’ everyone here is verra welcoming Sassenach. But,” he said, a slight smile on his lips, “I’m guessing you’ll be just fine. Dinna be so hard on yourself.”

Claire sniffed, looking down again.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Mmph,” he said, stepping away at last, as the last bell rang. “You’d best go to the front office. There should be a school map in your new student packet. Ye won’t get in trouble for being late for class on yer first day.”

Claire smiled, feeling centered again.

“Thank you, I will.”

Jamie looked at her a moment longer, then coughed and turned to go.

“See ye around, Sassenach!”

“Jamie!” she called, remembering something.

He half turned, eyebrow lifted in question.

“It’s Claire. Claire Beauchamp.”

He smiled, his slanted blue eyes seeming brighter with it, and nodded before strolling around the corner to his classroom.

Claire took a deep breath, and exhaled, turning the opposite way to return to the office. One almost breakdown and one seedling friendship. How very high school…

“Smackdown is truly proving to be the land of opportunity. Breezango getting an opportunity at the Tag Team championships, Jinder Mahal being no.1 contender for the WWE title, and Women getting other storylines outside of the championship. Smackdown, whether you agree with the decisions or not, is giving others a chance and it’s something that RAW has yet to do aside from Braun Strowman who is really the only one dominating. RAW needs to pick up their game.“