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caaav:

[image: Inline image 5] Photo from the corner of Allen Street and Canal Street 10/30/2012
CAAAV directs much-needed relief to Chinatown Residents in the wake of Hurricane Sandy
Until electricity is restored CAAAV will be open from 10am-5pm each day to receive the following donations:
- flashlights
- batteries
- food (perishable and non-perishable)
- bottled water
Update from today’s assessment in Chinatown:
Two things of most importance:
1) There is no information getting into Chinatown. While the tenants were able to get newspapers mid-day, the news was obviously not up to date. No one is able to make cell phone calls, there is no internet, and no tv. Some people who can, are able to send texts, but almost everyone had used up the battery on their phones. They have no idea how long the electricity will be gone for. They have no idea when the trains will work again. There was no one giving out information, and it was clear there was no place to get information.
2) There are no services. No one has generators running so there is no backup of anything. There are buildings where there are tenants with no water at all. In the public housing, water was shut off, and there are still a significant number of residents still inside. They’re fine otherwise, but could use some water.
If you are available to help out any day, let us know by emailing justice@caaav.org!

caaav:

[image: Inline image 5] Photo from the corner of Allen Street and Canal Street 10/30/2012

CAAAV directs much-needed relief to Chinatown Residents in the wake of Hurricane Sandy

Until electricity is restored CAAAV will be open from 10am-5pm each day to receive the following donations:

- flashlights

- batteries

- food (perishable and non-perishable)

- bottled water

Update from today’s assessment in Chinatown:

Two things of most importance:

1) There is no information getting into Chinatown. While the tenants were able to get newspapers mid-day, the news was obviously not up to date. No one is able to make cell phone calls, there is no internet, and no tv. Some people who can, are able to send texts, but almost everyone had used up the battery on their phones. They have no idea how long the electricity will be gone for. They have no idea when the trains will work again. There was no one giving out information, and it was clear there was no place to get information.

2) There are no services. No one has generators running so there is no backup of anything. There are buildings where there are tenants with no water at all. In the public housing, water was shut off, and there are still a significant number of residents still inside. They’re fine otherwise, but could use some water.

If you are available to help out any day, let us know by emailing justice@caaav.org!

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hyuninc:

Lost a few friends to suicide the last few years. Well, we were very close at one point in time. How does that work exactly? If you were close once but not in touch with them at the end of their life, can you still consider them your friends? I’d sure like to think that I could. I wonder if they thought of me as their friend. Guess I’ll never know now.

When someone dies we make them out to be perfect in our memories and recollections. Of course no one is and eventually you accept that your deceased friends were flawed, complex, challenging characters who kept big chunks of their lives away from us. To those who didn’t know them well they seemed to “have it all.” On the surface. They were beautiful and successful, two things that people spend all their lives chasing. And I suppose that’s what made their deaths that much more difficult for us to accept. How could they? Why would they? Do people ever think “Oh I totally expected that” when someone kills themself?

At different parts of my life, they were special, important people. One was a college friend. We promoted parties and concerts together. She threw me a surprise graduation party. I attended her wedding in the Bahamas. She married her high school sweetheart. They did a kick ass rendition to “Crazy In Love.” She became a pediatrician. Her life seemed to be set. The second was a fellow writer. We had a thing. Briefly. We were neighbors. It was intense at times. We argued a lot. I could never beat her at Scrabble. We watched The Sopranos at her place. OK, Sex and the City too. She wrote her first book during our time together. It did well. She got very busy and eventually moved.

By the time they left us, they’d already left my life. Well, we left each other. Or did we? People drift. Purposely. Naturally.  When I heard the news, I thought of the last time I was in contact with them. I made one leave our friend’s wedding in tears. I didn’t mean to. It was just a joke to me but obviously not to her. I tried to apologize. We never spoke to each other again. The other wanted me to participate in a Twitter chat about an award show. She’d always follow me and unfollow me on there. I ended up not playing along. I don’t really watch award shows. The next day, she unfollowed me again.

Of course I felt guilty. But why? How was I supposed to know anything? Was I a bad person? Was I the worst friend ever? I wouldn’t think or feel these things if they were alive. After the recent death of a hip hop mogul, I wrote about how we usually react to the news. Some of the most common reactions are to wonder, “What could I have done?” and “Why didn’t they say something?” We make it about ourselves. We demand to know why as if there’s a simple answer to such a complicated action.

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pierrebennu:

After no one downloaded his mix-tapes or came to the parties he Dj’d Pele decided to take up is other pastime (soccer) as his full time gig.

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pierrebennu:

After no one downloaded his mix-tapes or came to the parties he Dj’d Pele decided to take up is other pastime (soccer) as his full time gig.

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