riotting

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The Alarming Situation of Prisons in Brazil

On January 15th, 2017, a riot in the prison of Alcacuz ended up with 26 inmates dead, killed by other prisoners in a brutal battle between two criminal gangs, First Capital Command and Crime Union of Rio Grande do Norte. The uprising lasted 14 hours and it was brutal: the victims were beheaded, disemboweled and dismembered.

Alcacuz is one of many prisons in the country that suffers from overcrowding: it has space for 620 people but it’s holding over 1,000.

It was also the latest of a string of riots that have happened since January 1st of 2017, in different prisons. In total, 130 people have died and there are still prisoners unaccounted for. And it’s always a war between rival gangs.

Since the guards are unable to control the situation, the goverment has said they are going to have the federal armed forces available to help keep some order and do regular inspections. But the situation is very, very rough and authorities fear it will soon start happening on the streets.

anonymous asked:

It's insane how much I have fallen in love with Beauchamp Riots! It's my everything! Thank you so much for your talent and awesomeness! AAAAAAAA!! I LOVE IT!!! I'm soooooooooo excited for the next chapter!! So well done!!!

Isn’t that amazing to read, anon?! :D You guys make me such a happy writer. I don’t know about talent or awesomeness, but I hope I can continue to make you this happy too. The next chapter should be…interesting ;) Much love! <3

Surrender to my dance

(Inspired by Sheeran’s “Shape of You” and my reaction to my earlier poem about romance as dead)

fingers outstretched
tempting you
*come closer*
lean in
sway to my hips
the dance floor feels
my passion
and I need a partner
(Just you)
take my arms
drape them
round your waist
pull me closer
closer still–
let me taste
your name
with whispered lips
feel our heat
sync your beat
surrender
to this –
a singular temptation
your eyes belong in my depths
open your body’s heat
to mine
spin me away
then make me stay
swaying behind me
I feel your beat
lean my motion into you
in time to your rhythm
caress my neck
your fingers slowly

descending

and the crowd stops to watch

head dipped back
eyes closed
pulsating with your energy
impossible to tame
dance with me dance
let
go
release our inhibition

to this four-minute’s chance
at romance
with me

bonnie-wee-swordsman  asked:

My earworm today has been "Zoot Suit Riot"...but "Beauchamp riot". I blame your excellent story. :D

AHAHAH, that is so cool @bonnie-wee-swordsman!! Humbled to deserve such a good song. It actually sounds quite nice with that change ;) Mwah!

“Riot - NMP” (Not My President)

Mock Gameboy Release Poster for a street fighter/Contra clone with an Anarchist theme involving hostiles as Riot Police, Pro - Trump Supporters, and other Right Wing Figures. All to bring down society and its restrictions.

This is Fanart for a Tumblr Page that goes by the name @freckled-punk and are one of, if not the best blogs I’ve seen so check em out and if you wanna get an image of your choice turned into a certain game style, level, cartridge, poster, etc msg me I love doing it. ♥

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Please check out my new watercolor timelapse video! Decided to do everyone’s favorite little nine-tailed fox from League of Legends :)

Enjoy!

Is writing a portal to unlocking the chamber of once muted selves? What happens when their raspy voices call out in infinite darkness driving hand to sculpt their formless faces? What spawns from a creative mind tempted to roam free? Will writing drive the mind closer to its destiny? Or writhing madness when the dreams assume reality?

“It is not enough for me to stand before you tonight and condemn riots. It would be morally irresponsible for me to do that without, at the same time, condemning the contingent, intolerable conditions that exist in our society. These conditions are the things that cause individuals to feel that they have no other alternative than to engage in violent rebellions to get attention. And I must say tonight that a riot is the language of the unheard.

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. | “The Other America.” Grosse Pointe High School (1968)

“What is a queen without her king?”


I don’t know, but let’s ask Cleopatra, Nefertiti, Hatshepsut, Sammuramat, Victoria, Elizabeth, Amina, Tzu-hsi and the countless other kingless queens who turned mere kingdoms into the greatest of Empires.

—  Nikita Gill