This woman is writing a number on kids' arms that she told them they can call in case they get arrested #FreddieGray pic.twitter.com/tqXrx6gfb3
— Kevin Rector (@RectorSun) April 25, 2015
This woman is writing a number on kids' arms that she told them they can call in case they get arrested #FreddieGray pic.twitter.com/tqXrx6gfb3
— Kevin Rector (@RectorSun) April 25, 2015
8 comments:
Nothing is wrong with this picture unless you like using children as your political tool and cloaking your intent as a protector when you are really nothing more than an enabler. It just proves how utterly weak your argument is when you stoop to using children to protest something about your 'rights'.
Maybe they should have the kid get in the front line to throw rocks at the police.
That really works out great for the Palestinians.
Did she even get parental permission to write on the kids arm? I doubt it.
Tattoos! Tattoo numbers on their arms.
AllenS reminds us all of what "numbers on the arm" once meant.
What legitimacy does the city government of Baltimore or the state government of Maryland have if the city is gifted to a chaotic mob? Why have government at all if it won't perform its most basic function?
There's really only one form of leverage the tribute payers have and that's a massive tax strike. Anything less than that will just be a ho-hum to the unaccountable apparatchiks.
It's called useful idiot, cannon fodder.
Back in the 60s, before one of the big Eastern cities went up in flames after a visit by the "community organizers", someone actually saw a little black girl skipping down the street singing, "We're gonna have a riot, we're gonna have a riot".
It never changes.
Why did you show me that?
"Now here, Honey, if you get lost and roam off the plantation, you just call this number."
"No, no, now, that alright, Mommy will buy some paper later, right now your arm will do."
"Remember, don't wipe your nose on your arm or we'll never get you back home."
That's not so bad as the white peoples' comments, racist, racist, racist, racist, racist, racist, racist, after all we've been through together that's still all they got.
Aaaaaaall they got.
All they ever had.
That is, NUTHIN' !
And they just keep hammering away like fucking retards. Broken records. Strewn 8-tracks. Spliced cassettes. Scratched CD. Corrupted MP-3 music file. puh puh puh poker face puh puh puh poker face puh puh puh poker face puh puh puh poker face puh puh puh poker face puh pub puh poker faceturnthatgoddamnthingoff!
So I give it back to them, here and there, as I did there. See what you did? They're the ones running the plantation after all. It's easy. Just point out their fiercely jealous plantation maintenance and keep saying that like a retarded broken record as they do.
[When I was kid watching olympics on t.v. the presenter kept saying, "another broken record" and I knew what a broken record is having broken several as Frisbees so I kept looking for black LPs being smashed and kept not seeing them to my tremendous frustration because I wanted to see if their broken records were fantastic as mine. It was a thing.]
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