#harrietwashington

[troy-ltr]

This just arrived very excited to read this, shout out to @comediangodfrey #HarrietAWashington #medicalapartheid #books #read #blackpeople #america #medicalexperimentation #harrietwashington (at Massachusetts) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRw9hQoKCUd/?utm_medium=tumblr

[jujubean90]

Tea time!

Rooibos, hop tea, and cloud tea. 🤗🍵

3. Rooibos: What is one of you favourite books?

The Radium Girls: The Dark Story of America's Shining Women by Kate Moore

Honestly, it's horrific and pisses me off to no end how these women were treated and how they suffered. It goes into graphic detail about it and just the bullshit dismissive patriarchal dominance they had to deal with and fight....like this was before OSHA and it was one reason why OSHA got implemented in the first place.

This book hit home to me also because it reminded me of Monsanto and how they handled the Anniston, AL situation. Growing up, my mom worked for the law firm who handled this settlement. https://www.buzzfeednews.com/article/harrietwashington/monsanto-anniston-harriet-washington-environmental-racism

9. Hop tea: Do you have a favourite tea? Which one?

Now...in the South, we drink sweet tea. I make it all the time. Red Diamond tea bags....it's just phenomenal. Thai Tea is also so fucking good. I could drink it every day. Regular hot tea would be green tea, oolong tea, jasmine....things like that

28. Cloud tea: Which movie do you want to watch next?

I don't do movies often...but I'm down for any horror movies most of the time. I do want to watch Squid Game but that requires me to get a netflix sub and that's what's holding me back.

[hightopsxheels]

Medical Apartheid by Harriet Washington will shock you! The last Wednesday of this month and November, dive into #MedicalApatheid with #THNKbookclub to discuss the dark history of medical experimentation on black people in America from colonial times to the present. This wednesday evening at @weeksvilleheritagecenter RSVP at THNK.eventbrite.com (link in bio) streaming in from Fogo, Cabo Verde for the discussion hope to see you 📖✨ the book is available at @nicholasbk online and in store! #HightopsandHeels #HTxH #TehutiMaat #THNKnyc #THNKbk #bookclub #studygroup #harrietwashington #blackstudies #blackauthors #blackwriters #blackliterature #healing #gynecology #history #americanhistory #brooklyn #weeksville #bookdiscussion #weeksvilleheritagecenter #crownheights #brownsville #bedstuy #eastnewyork

[kamiartist9]

Do your research! Stay educated! You can’t hide from the truth! #EvilWillFall #ArrestTheRacists #RacismIsTerrorism #anonymous #blacklivesmatter #blackhistory #doyourresearch #takeyourkneeoffmyneck #allhandsondeck #thisisourland #stopkillingblackpeople #ThisIsAmerica #Nojusticenyopeace #AmericaTheUgly Posted @withregram • @darkest.hue In the US especially, Gynecology and medicine in general is a historically racist practice. Enslaved Black women were forced to undergo invasive surgeries without anesthesia because racist doctors felt as though they could bear the pain. These sentiments continue to persist in society today and endanger the health of Black women. I have spoken about the dangers of ascribing a supernatural strength to Black women in the past and I hope this further breaks it down! Note: the citation for Deirdre Cooper Owens should’ve said “Owens” and not “Cooper”, sorry!! #blackwomen #blackgirl #gynecology #racism #slavery #whitesupremacy #medicalracism #fatherofgynecology #jamessimms #medicalbondage #medicalapartheid #helacells #deirdrecooperowens #harrietwashington #healthdisparities https://www.instagram.com/p/CCHVDUepiKT/?igshid=1kolpk34usma1

[automatismoateo]

I Finally Feel Safe in Saying I Have Escaped the State of Alabama via /r/atheism

Submitted July 27, 2019 at 08:17PM by slowonthebackburner (Via reddit https://ift.tt/2GxpeSu) I Finally Feel Safe in Saying I Have Escaped the State of Alabama

I made an account just to post this, I have been a lurker for a long time in secret.

TLDR: Raised by Southern Baptist parents, finally somewhere else and safe.

Maybe this is the wrong place to post this, but I don't know anybody personally where I am currently living and I feel like if I don't express my joy to someone, I may end up doing it in tears to a stranger. I have escaped, or at least I feel like I have. I have moved as far to the other side of the country as I currently can from the state of Alabama and I have never felt more free, I have never felt the simple pleasure of knowing I can safely be myself until now. It's been about a year since I truly made the move, but I am finally in a stable position and the fear of ever having to go back is gone.

I was raised on a small farm in central Alabama by uneducated parents who feared the return of "god" more than losing their children. We were beat frequently for the smallest things, sometimes we were hit for even just appearing to have the idea of sinning since what is in a man's heart is still seen by the Lord. The South is a terrifying place to be a woman. You are taught to preserve yourself for your husband, but the men are so depraved I think it is fair to say the majority of girls end up sexually abused before the age of 14. For me it was from the time I was 11 until I was 12, by the boy my parents wanted me to marry in the future and his father. I have not known a girl from the state that had also not been assaulted or molested in some way. We are taught to shame each other for these actions, since something we must have done tempted them in some way. Or we are taught that it is part of god's plan. Don't worry, I know better than that now.

Creationism is taught freely in public schools with The Big Bang Theory and evolution snickered about and mocked to encourage the children to not think it's true. English classes usually involve the bible as literature or other religious themed stories. One time we read The Crucible, but the word "witch" had been blacked out. Racism is apparent and without punishment. Have you ever wondered why everyone knows Alabama is racist, but you never really hear of anything racist happening there? It's because it's old news, the local reporters have seen it enough times that they don't care and they know it won't sell the papers. Two boys I went to high school with beat a hispanic man to death with a baseball bat because they felt like it around the 2013-2014 school year. They went to jail, I think, but nobody acted like anything happened. There was no school assembly on respecting diversity or even community outrage because nobody was surprised. The KKK held rallies in our downtown area sometimes, not often, maybe once every 5-7 years, nobody protests. Some people go, even if they don't agree, just out of some dark curiosity, but to the klan it all looks like support from behind the hood.

My parents stopped talking to me for a while when I told them I was going to college for biology. The college I went to was next to Anniston, Alabama, the place Monsanto dumped toxic waste into for years, the place residents young and old are dying of cancer and the waterways run red. Buzzfeed recently did a nice article on it: https://www.buzzfeednews.com/article/harrietwashington/monsanto-anniston-harriet-washington-environmental-racism

I gave up my religion in college, I helped start a club for secular based community service, I protested for Islamic students to be allowed a quiet prayer room in the library since the Christians got two buildings, one to pray in and one to play ping pong in. I joined a club supporting LGBTQ+ members on the campus and protecting them from abuse. I graduated, one of the first people from my family to ever do so. All this time my parents sent me messages, voicemails, praying and begging for the demons to leave my body, for my soul to become right with god again and return me to them. I knew in reality it was all a show of sympathy, if I went back there would be no love, no acceptance, just fists and sermons. I skipped my graduation so I could pack everything I owned and I moved out West. I now rotate between states about every six months working as a wildlife biologist monitoring endangered species.

Sometimes, when I talk to the new people I have met about my childhood, it feels distant, like a bad movie I watched recently. I jokingly call it "the old country" if I'm feeling wily. I cry almost everyday. Sometimes over the simplest things I never realized I didn't have until now. Sometimes you don't realize how oppressed you have been until you aren't any longer. I cry when I fold my laundry because my clothes are full of color and designs now, I like to make my own, but now I can make them anyway I want. I cry when I hear people say my name because I know it won't be for a punishment. I cry when I eat dinner because it doesn't matter if I say the prayer right, I don't have to say it at all. I cry while singing along to happy songs because I can listen to secular music now without it being in secret. I cry when I cook because I can afford to eat what I want and cook what I want and share it with people because I worked hard, because I defied "god", because if I had lived the way that god told my parents I should live, I would have died either young and by my own hand or poor, tired, and without anyone to hear my sorrows and know that I am not the only one who was forced to live this way.

Thank you for hearing me.

[wiseintelligent]

#KoolAidFacts the unapologetic flipside of #snapplefacts #ThisAintNoSippinTea #DontDrinkTheKoolAid #wiseintelligent #poorrighteousteachers #medicalapartheid #harrietwashington #dna #ahistoryofabuses

[performingwomen2016-blog]

Henry Moss as Told by Himself

“Proudly straddling a museum chair or slowly strolling the stage of a saloon, Moss peeled the linen from his variegated body in a tantalizing medical striptease while he unreeled his own story” (80)

How does Moss’s story compare to others? What does telling his own story provide him? (How) Does he perform agency in being a spectacle despite circumstances?