Originally Posted by JesseQuinn

uh, no and no

your literacy skills need some work. compensating with bizarre walls of non sequitur text and angry-man compulsive yt vids isn't really a discussion

was simply pointing out that the article you cited spoke to how marginalized people are more likely to be incarcerated for non violent crimes they commit. and how the population of women in that is, and has been, growing for a while

your article. don't shoot the messenger

as to the Tate dude; so not on my radar. completely unimportant to me and have not been following, could care less how that all transpires (yes I wrote that phrase deliberately)

you just want to be angry, I get it. but I think most people can see through your manic ire a mile away

you wanna be a warrior for this dude, have at it? just might wanna select sources you read and think about them first. then do the same before replying to those actually interested in discussion of what you post


watch, he'll yet again post a pic of me from years ago (my ava is from this year) trying to 'shame' me cuz insulting my intelligence doesn't work

for anyone new reading (I've been through this here before) I was on a series of meds for a serious med condition and it caused me to lose a lot of weight below even my low BMI comfort level and have black outs. I had a massively invasive surgery to get off those meds cuz I couldn't live that way

for that black eye (which was a raccoon eye at the start) I was dancing in my kitchen washing a few dishes and got real dizzy. stumbled into the dining room, fell back onto the chair and bounced above my eye on the top post. thankful I didn't hit my eye direct, that woulda been bad. but yeah, was WAY worse than that pic for weeks

a friend here who I won't name saw it when I sent him a pic like "oh my god nothing good comes from dancing" joke, and I told him exactly how it happened. meds are a bitch

you make cheap shots in ignorance, just to try to hurt and disparage

great advertising for work. you really haven't learned much have you?

the only way the men in my life used their arms and hands was to move all my stuff to a new home during my recovery. I had to move, the ceiling caved in on me during the last of a series of hard core tropical storms. I still had stiches (big ones, thank god for vit E and sunshine) and I carried a couple pillows and two small bags of soft cover books up to my new place

everything else was done for me, cuz that's how friends roll here

get the sense you don't have a lot of those Tube?