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s1uts: “hersheywrites: “jessehimself: “Pennsylvania Judge Sentenced For 28 Years For Selling Kids to the Prison System Mark Ciavarella Jr, a 61-year old former judge in Pennsylvania, has been sentenced to nearly 30 years in prison for literally...

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jessehimself:

Pennsylvania Judge Sentenced For 28 Years For Selling Kids to the Prison System

Mark Ciavarella Jr, a 61-year old former judge in Pennsylvania, has been sentenced to nearly 30 years in prison for literally selling young juveniles for cash. He was convicted of accepting money in exchange for incarcerating thousands of adults and children into a prison facility owned by a developer who was paying him under the table. The kickbacks amounted to more than $1 million.

The Pennsylvania Supreme Court has overturned some 4,000 convictions issued by him between 2003 and 2008, claiming he violated the constitutional rights of the juveniles – including the right to legal counsel and the right to intelligently enter a plea. Some of the juveniles he sentenced were as young as 10-years old.

Ciavarella was convicted of 12 counts, including racketeering, money laundering, mail fraud and tax evasion. He was also ordered to repay $1.2 million in restitution.

His “kids for cash” program has revealed that corruption is indeed within the prison system, mostly driven by the growth in private prisons seeking profits by any means necessary.

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Why might this not be a HUGE national story and his name not household? I’ll give you one guess what color those kids were.

Stay FUCKING Woke.

We are not crazy. This shit is happening.

30 YEARS THATS IT????!???!??????

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I miss alcohol. 

I miss weed. 

I miss being able to lay on my stomach. 

I miss being able to bend over to pick stuff up. 

I miss being able to have sex more than 3 ways. 

dassit. 

for now. 

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deluxetoaster:

can we start a club for teenagers who were constantly complimented on their intelligence when they were younger and are now having trouble coping with the realization that they’re actually of average intellect at best

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I’m so glad that I’m not the scared little girl that I once was. I’m proud that I’ve been able to grow from the grasps of the people that tried to drag me down. I just have to keep going. 

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If I am ten minutes late to class with Starbucks it would be a funny but benignly sexist joke if I was a white girl, but because I’m a Black girl then it means that I don’t take my education seriously and maybe do not deserve my academic scholarship.

If my grammar in a paper is not impeccable then it’s because I can’t speak “proper” English and maybe I should be in a remedial class and not an English major. If I am struggling in a class then instead of being directed towards a tutor, I will be encouraged to drop the course.

If I do not have a flawless transcript and academic record then I am unlikely to be encouraged to apply for prestigious fellowships and scholarships, even while non-Black classmates who have the same transcript will be funneled into these programs.

To a non-Black person all of this might sound highly improbable or exaggerated. And yet, this is my life. And it’s the life of many other Black students at PWI’s.

And so it’s no wonder that many Black students at PWI’s learn to over-compensate by attempting to excel beyond their classmates. It is no coincidence that many Black students cannot relate to the hegemonic narrative of college in which students party and occasionally attend class all while largely being protected from the “real world.”

College is a microcosm of the real world for Black students who deal with the omnipresent threat of being viewed as not good enough. And even when we excel beyond our classmates, at the end of the day we will be followed by police and harassed and questioned about whether we’re even students.

The scrutiny encourages unhealthy coping mechanisms. Tokenism after all is cumulative of what occurs when white supremacy, perfectionism, and capitalist notions of individualism and the need to be productive all collide and pressure Black folks to forget they’re human like everybody else.

“Black Tokenism & The PWI Experience” @ One Black Girl. Many Words. (via daniellemertina)

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“ So maybe I lied. Maybe I do have a “dream day” in my head. I want something like this. I want to have a short white dress with heels, him in his dress blues (although even if he wore nice pants and a nice shirt..maybe a tie I’d be happy). I want it...

So maybe I lied. Maybe I do have a “dream day” in my head. I want something like this. I want to have a short white dress with heels, him in his dress blues (although even if he wore nice pants and a nice shirt..maybe a tie I’d be happy). I want it to be just the two of us. Maybe even be spontaneous. Not have a day planned but just wake up one Saturday morning and go “You wanna get married today?”  I think that’s my dream..something crazy and spur of the moment. I want it to be intimate, between the two of us. Maybe a friend or two as a witness. I don’t want my family to make it about them though. No family drama. No guilting me. No pressuring me. Just ME. And him.About us. That’s what I want. :) 

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