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Rosa Parks: I was arrested on December 1st, 1955 for refusing to stand up on the orders of the bus driver, after the white seats had been occupied in the front. And of course, I was not in the front of the bus as many people have written and spoken that I was -- that I got on the bus and took the front seat, but I did not. I took a seat that was just back of where the white people were sitting, in fact, the last seat. A man was next to the window, and I took an aisle seat and there were two women across. We went on undisturbed until about the second or third stop when some white people boarded the bus and left one man standing. And when the driver noticed him standing, he told us to stand up and let him have those seats. He referred to them as front seats. And when the other three people -- after some hesitancy -- stood up, he wanted to know if I was going to stand up, and I told him I was not. And he told me he would have me arrested. And I told him he may do that. And of course, he did.
Apostle Rosa Martin and her husband Bishop Daryll Martin are anointed servants of the Most High God. They pastor New Birth Non-denominational Church in Sanford, NC. (See website www.newbirth-nondenominational.com for church information.) They love God and love people, and more importantly, they will give you the Truth of God that will set you free!
Family members of Rosa Parks stand next to an image of the commemorative postage stamp unveiled on what would have been her 100th birthday. (Carlos Osorio / Associated Press /
If you're going to make "forever" stamps, it's hard to go wro"I do the very best I can to look upon life with optimism and hope and looking forward to a better day, but I don't think there is anything such as complete happiness. It pains me that there is still a lot of Klan activity and racism. I think when you say you're happy, you have everything that you need and everything that you want, and nothing more to wish for. I haven't reached that stage yet." Rosa Parks Mother of the Civil Rights Movement
Miss Hazel and the Rosa Parks League is a brilliant reimagining and republication of Jonathan Odell’s debut novel, The View from Delphi. Set in pre-Civil Rights Mississippi, and inspired by his Mississippi childhood, Odell tells the story of two young mothers, Hazel and Vida – one wealthy and white and the other poor and black – who have only two things in common: the devastating loss of their children, and a deep and abiding loathing for one another.
Embittered and distrusting, Vida is harassed by Delphi’s racist sheriff and haunted by the son she lost to the world. Hazel, too, has lost a son and can’t keep a grip on her fractured life. After drunkenly crashing her car into a manger scene while gunning for the baby Jesus, Hazel is sedated and bed-ridden. Hazel’s husband hires Vida to keep tabs on his unpredictable wife and to care for his sole surviving son. Forced to spend time together with no one else to rely on, the two women find they have more in common than they thought, and together they turn the town on its head. It is the story of a town, a people, and a culture on the verge of a great change that begins with small things, like unexpected friendship.
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DH Supplycide: Mike Brown's murder means what Rosa Parks did was useless!!!!!!!
Mike Brown was executed for j-walking.
Rosa Parks was arrested 59 years ago today.
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After yesterday's intense scrutiny of Mental Health Violence and Quality Control, we go to the flip side of the issue, with a civil rights poem and a creative description of the void too deep for psychology. I wish to emphasize however, we are looking at the exact same problem (Quality Control), just through a different filter.
A Fuss on a Bus "A Fuss on a Bus" is (currently) Chapter 23 in my book "Enough! Losing the Scarlet Letter. The end of self-imposed adult abuse."
It starts out like this:
Hey Rosa . . . The eyes of the world were upon you Way way back . . . back in nineteen and sixty two All the world wondered A nation had blundered . . . Summer stopped to stand stark still in sweltering stasis . . . Men, and even senators stood supine The foolish beguiled the wise . . . A woman took a mighty nation to its moral knees . . .
I think everyone will enjoy this poem about Rosa Parks.
4 A.M. Someplace "4 A.M. Someplace" is (currently) Chapter 8 in my book "Enough! Losing the Scarlet Letter. The end of self-imposed adult abuse."
It's the artsy touchie feelie side of the same quality control argument i tried to make yesterday in much more logical terms. It starts out like this:
The Wal-Mart fan rattles on the scratched gritty wooden floor and blows the smells of new and ancient sweat off thin unwashed sheets affixed to the rough fibered blue surface of the sleeper couch below; and troubled minds are spinning in circles balancing shaky human alliances and application of scarce resources to problems, like an overmatched general pitting starving troops on a wet frozen battlefield against a superior well fed mechanized opponent.
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