Friday, August 22, 2014

Ferguson

My mom just got home from  St. Louis, which has me thinking a lot about the situation in Ferguson. The whole thing really angers me. It angers me that a cop killed a boy for absolutely no good reason. It angers me that the police there are inept, racist, and doing nothing about it. It angers me that this man got away with murder. It angers me that when a community came together to protest, they were treated like animals; tear gassed, shot at with rubber bullets and even live ammunition and hardly anything has been done to help them. It angers me so so much that the journalists trying to cover the situation are being denied their rights and even threatened by the St. Louis county police department. It angers me that the first amendment is being denied to these Americans. It angers me that the police in Ferguson are deliberately breaking the law by hiding their identities. It infuriates me that many police forces in America, especially Ferguson's and St. Louis county's, are more militarized than ever and even have more gear than America's army. It infuriates me that absolutely nothing has been done to take control back during this gross miscarriage of the law by the federal government. It infuriates me that nothing is being done, period.

Stress Post 1/who knows how many

Ugggggggggggggggggh writing is so so so hard and I don't wanna do it one bit and blehhhhhh. I just wanna lay around and sleep and be cuddled and that's not gonna happen for a long time and blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
My cat was just in a deep sleep and it was really really really cute. Needless to say I was distracted.
I feel like everything that I'm writing is super lame, but in the words of the deep voiced whatchamacallit in Katy Perry's Dark Horse, "There's no going back."
Aaaand I'm still far from finished with my essay. Great.

8-22-14

As expected, saying goodbye to Andy was really really rough. I felt bad because 40 minutes before I had to go I just burst into tears. I cried and cried and cried and it was really awful. I don't even know how I made it home, I was falling to pieces and screaming and sobbing and it was awful. I feel a bit better now, except for the gazillion other things stressing me out.