Haiti, Maryland, and Utah. And a picture through a window @lady_kt28  (at College town Cornell, Ithaca)

Haiti, Maryland, and Utah. And a picture through a window @lady_kt28 (at College town Cornell, Ithaca)

Kappa dee senior sake bomb 🍸🍻💣plus @azhangvirginia O week go week (at Miyake)

First pic of senior year in the books and naturally it’s a #selfie on Eddy @jillianholch carpe diem everybody  (at Collegetown)

First pic of senior year in the books and naturally it’s a #selfie on Eddy @jillianholch carpe diem everybody (at Collegetown)

So many seniors are TBTing to their first day of freshman year, and I’m not quite sure what to consider as mine. Moving into West Campus at Cornell? Taking my first college classes after graduation at MC? Getting my first college credits from American? Going to Maryland every weekend for parties, tailgates, basketball, football, even soccer? Beginning classes at my first university - and moving away for the first time - at Tel Aviv University? From community college/state school life to international student life to Ivy League life, my journey has certainly been irregular, but I’m incredibly grateful for each and every part of it. The nostalgia is necessary, but I’m ready to rally for senior year 👍

So many seniors are TBTing to their first day of freshman year, and I’m not quite sure what to consider as mine. Moving into West Campus at Cornell? Taking my first college classes after graduation at MC? Getting my first college credits from American? Going to Maryland every weekend for parties, tailgates, basketball, football, even soccer? Beginning classes at my first university - and moving away for the first time - at Tel Aviv University? From community college/state school life to international student life to Ivy League life, my journey has certainly been irregular, but I’m incredibly grateful for each and every part of it. The nostalgia is necessary, but I’m ready to rally for senior year 👍

#tbt to #kappadelta spring formal last year 🌺🌼🌸🌹🌻🌷 @yuyu_123456 is traveling around the world 🌏🚢

#tbt to #kappadelta spring formal last year 🌺🌼🌸🌹🌻🌷 @yuyu_123456 is traveling around the world 🌏🚢

thatlaidbackdude:

"I’m Sorry Son" by Andy Marlette

thatlaidbackdude:

"I’m Sorry Son" by Andy Marlette

(via political-cartoons)

politicalprof:

This is pretty much right …

Ht: affably-evil

politicalprof:

This is pretty much right …

Ht: affably-evil

ras-al-ghul-is-dead:

A silent protest in Love Park, downtown Philadelphia orchestrated by performance artists protesting the murder of Michael Brown in Ferguson. The onslaught of passerby’s  wanting to take photos with the LOVE statue exemplifies the disconnect in American society.  Simply frame out the dead body, and it doesn’t exist.  In this event, artist activists staged a scene where Kieth A. Wallace, an Actor, pretended to be dead for an hour in front of the statue while others took turns holding a sign with “Call Us By Our Names” written on it.  

To see more photos from this performance, check out #CallUsByOurNames on Facebook. 

I am not a journalist, I am merely a friend of the artists involved.  I was not at this event.      

As the photos show, the social experiment and silent protest highlighted the peoples reaction in the foreground of the photo. In this context the people become the performance art, and the faux dead body becomes a backdrop.  As an artist, I don’t want to give you my interpretation of the art of these photos. They should speak for themselves.  But I did talk to Lee Edward Colston II, an actor, who was involved in the event.  

Here are some of his observations of the social interactions he witnessed: 

I don’t know who any of these folks are.

They were tourists I presume.

But I heard most of what everything they said. A few lines in particular stood out. There’s one guy not featured in the photos. His friends were trying to get him to join the picture but he couldn’t take his eyes off the body.

"Something about this doesn’t feel right. I’m going to sit this one out, guys." "Com’on man… he’s already dead."

(Laughs.)

There were a billion little quips I heard today. Some broke my heart. Some restored my faith in humanity. There was an older white couple who wanted to take a picture under the statue.

The older gentleman: “Why do they have to always have to shove their politics down our throats.” Older woman: “They’re black kids, honey. They don’t have anything better to do.”

One woman even stepped over the body to get her picture. But as luck would have it the wind blew the caution tape and it got tangle around her foot. She had to stop and take the tape off. She still took her photo.

There was a guy who yelled at us… “We need more dead like them. Yay for the white man!”

"One young guy just cried and then gave me a hug and said ‘thank you. It’s nice to know SOMEBODY sees me.’

#CallUsByOurNames

(via quitequiteblue)