#deaths in custody

[triumph-of-adaptation]

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[indizombie]

The over-representation of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people in Australia's criminal justice system is a key driver of Indigenous deaths in custody. That was one of the central findings of the 1991 inquiry - and it has worsened with time. Today Indigenous people comprise 33% of Australia's prisoners, though they are just 3.8% of the national population. Socio-economic disadvantage and "over-policing" are central to the disparity, numerous investigations have heard. "There's a legacy of colonisation in Australia where First Nations people have always been disproportionately segregated and controlled," says Thalia Anthony, a law professor at the University of Technology Sydney. She and others argue this has injected racist stereotypes into policing, leading to Indigenous Australians being treated as "deviant, drug addicted, or alcoholics" and paid undue attention.

Hannah Ritchie, ‘Indigenous deaths in custody haunt Australia’, BBC

[myrtaceaae]

Anyways. It's been like 40 yrs since John Pat was killed in police custody and people are still dying. The recommendations from the Royal Commission have been barely used and we're now putting kids in adult prison and calling that a fine thing to do.

[reasoningdaily]

The police watchdog has begun an inquiry into the death of man who fell from a balcony at a residential block in south-east London after being Tasered by Met Police officers.

The watchdog said it had been told officers were responding to reports of a man threatening to jump on 12 April.

For more than an hour, the Met officers tried to persuade him to come inside, the watchdog was told by the force.

He was then Tasered by an officer and fell to the ground, the watchdog said.

He was taken to hospital where he later died from his injuries.

The officer who Tasered the man was on the balcony during the incident, in Peckham, which happened several floors up in the block and in the early hours, the IOPC said.

Body-worn footage

A mandatory referral was made by the Met Police to the independent Office for Police Conduct (IOPC).

Officers are trying to identify the man's next of kin, while formal identification and a post-mortem examination are set to take place at a later date.

"We received a mandatory referral from the force and declared an independent investigation the next day," a spokesperson said.

"Our investigation is in its initial stages and we have secured officers' body-worn footage as we begin gathering evidence."

Det Ch Supt Seb Adjei-Addoh, in charge of Met policing for Lambeth and Southwark, said: "I know the community will be concerned about this tragic death and I share their concern.

"All police officers know that their actions will be scrutinised in situations such as these, and the Met is fully supporting the independent investigation by the IOPC."

[newsbites]

"Despite several coronial recommendations, mental health services in prisons remain under-resourced. Custodial staff are not adequately trained in mental health care and clinical staff are under significant pressure."

[stolenviolet]

Uh oh! When Voldemort hit Harry with the killing curse in the forest, it created a life instead of taking one.

[mollysunder]

I like how the trailer shows us that people will try to symbolically tie Jinx and Vander together.

But Jinx goes out of her way to wear Silco themed clothes. Look at her wearing a SHARK hoodie with the Eye of Zaun design on it.

She really said that narrative can kick rocks, Silco's her favorite dad.

(Look at the little fin on the back of the hood)!

[alchemistc]

Tommy has been in a Lavender marriage for ten years and since his cousin does his taxes he actually kind of forgot about it. He's pretty sure she lives in Florida now?

Tommy gets an email from Alicia letting him know that she's thinking she might actually come out to a few of her friends, and not even thinking about it says something offhand to Buck about his wife finally coming out of the closet. "Apparently it's a good year for that."

Buck reacts to this news super extra normal-like, as we would expect.

(He spirals for days and ducks Tommy's calls and begs for advice and finally it comes to a head when he blurts out something to the effect of "Well you can't marry me if you're ALREADY MARRIED TOMMY.")

Tommy, licking powdered sugar off his thumb: Evan, you haven't even told me you love me.

Buck, flailing, halfway through his tirade, pauses and blinks: You should get a divorce.

Tommy, who has already contacted a lawyer: Do you consider it less like cheating if the words don't cross your lips?

[masu483-160p]

Guys i think you're missing the point of the adoption certificate.

Tallulah has officially been adopted by Philza and Missa.

*ONLY* Philza and Missa :)

[triumph-of-adaptation]

Coffinbirth Feb 2023

Full of ancestral rage

[the-purest]

early deathduo makes me so sad bc q!phil, despite the mocking title of "greedy crow", refused to allow himself to miss or be upset at q!missa.

to him, it was selfish to expect or even want qmissa to be there. the last thing qphil wanted was to limit qmissas freedom

they were so so unhealthy for each other dude. complete devotion to one another, they refuse to acknowledge any flaws the other may have. the only way we knew qphil missed qmissa is because of how cagey he'd get at seing other happy families. it made him bitter

this isn't even covering qmissas side of things, being paired with qphil only makes him more self conscious of his own parenting skills to the point that he saw himself as a burden who would only get in the way. and q!phil hardly got the chance to tell him otherwise

and as a final note, just the sheer amount of time qphil spends staring at qmissa. almost as if the man will disappear without a warning if he were to look away. it's like anytime spent with qmissa could easily be yet another of his delusions, just another dream to wake up from.

[tequiilasunriise]

bitches really be out here publicly divorcing as if they weren’t in a secret relationship

[rookflower]

i know I made a similar post about nightheart a couple months ago so ignore me but I woke up with with this thought- can you imagine HOW much the wider fandom would despise crowfeather if he was a woman and leafpool/nightcloud/etc were guys

[myimaginationplain]

do you ever think about how Ohkubo extremely casually dropped the fact that Spirit & Kami were teen parents & then proceeded to never expound upon that fact or bring it up ever again despite it explaining a whole lot about them & Maka

[little-pondhead]

DPxDC Prompt:

[this is a long one please forgive me]

Bruce lied to the others about his trip through time. Not all of it! Just…one specific thing.

During the early parts of his timeline hijinks, before Tim realized Bruce was still alive, he had a bit of a respite in between his endless time jumps. (Maybe a certain ghost was helping him out.) With a fuzzy memory at best and a strange itch to investigate the unknown, Bruce had been taken in by an old couple who had no kids but wanted to pass on the family name. And who better than a thirty-something amnesiac stranger who could actually be related by blood?

Bruce, with nowhere to go, accepted his new name, grew out his hair, and quickly got accepted into college for engineering. There, he met two of his closest friends; a redheaded woman who could kick his ass and a wet chicken of a man who could also kick his ass. They both made him nostalgic for something he didn’t remember, and that made him sad sometimes, but the two were always there to cheer him up.

Years passed, and Bruce’s life moved on. He settled well into his new name, mourned his parents when the eventually passed, celebrated his wedding with the redhead, and grieved when the last of their trio fell out of touch. He had a daughter, and then a son! They were both so smart, even if they didn’t share the same passion he had for exploring the science behind the afterlife. (Something about the dead just itched his brain in an infuriating way, and Bruce wasn’t one to let sleeping dogs lie. He just had to find out why he was so obsessed with this stuff!)

Eventually, his and his wife’s research yielded results, and that’s when bits of Bruce’s former life started coming back to him. After the portal opened, he spent his days with his head in a fog, oblivious to the world around him as he struggled to continue his work.

Why did he remember a boy named Dick? Who would name their child that? And Jason…who was Jason? That name always made him sad. There were more names, more faces, but none of them were his. He could never remember what his name was supposed to be. All he had was the one his adoptive parents gave him.

His wife was worried. His daughter was struggling. And his son…his son sometimes hurt to look at. Bruce didn’t know why. He knew he was being a terrible father, but something in him wanted to cry whenever he gazed at those clear blue eyes, just like his own. His son was too smart for his own good, and realized his dad had started avoiding him.

The day his son purposely left the room so Bruce could relax was one that hurt him even now.

Time kept passing, and Bruce was becoming anxious. His brain fog was as bad as its ever been. He had constant headaches, and his hands kept twitching for nonexistent tools on his belt. Something was going to happen. Something had happened. A voice in his head told him it was all his fault.

So in an attempt to clear his head and spend more time with his family, Bruce insisted they all go to dinner at the local diner. His son invited his friends. Even better! More people meant more distractions from his messed-up thoughts. He wouldn’t spiral with the kids around.

And then something exploded.

The last thing Bruce remembered was his son’s (green??) eyes widening in fear and horror as something yanked him violently backwards. He fell farther than expected, through a portal and a green sky full of black stars. A hand tightened on the back of his jumpsuit, hauling his giant body through another portal with a roar of a motorcycle.

And then…and then…and then what?

All of a sudden, Bruce was sprawled in some mud in the middle of a forest, dizzy and coughing from the explosion’s fumes. He’s singed all over, and his ears still rang from the force of the…what happened again?

Bruce sits up, and all of a sudden, he’s in the era of the pilgrims. His memory has been wiped clean, his new name and family forgotten thanks to the hands of time. His adventures through the time stream continue, with him assuming many different identities throughout many different decades.

The memories of being Jack Fenton don’t return to him until he’s back in 2004, once again in his own time and living as Bruce Wayne. A glowing green sticky note informs him that “The Nasty Burger Incident” had just occurred. His “other self” just had his ass dragged to another era, so the time loop would continue.

It also informed him that he had an orphaned son crying for him at Bruce’s own grave.

Well, his forgotten son (that sounded bad, even to him) was supposed to be about fourteen now, right? Bruce hopes he doesn’t have to fight anyone for custody.

[ulyuxe]

tired: arguing the ethics of killing the bad guy

wired: arguing which of your death squads was actually more morally correct