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I don’t tell them I’m going to a protest, as I know they will not say no, it really is far safer. The police have been pretty fair, only a couple of bull **** arrests and cause white privilege I probably won’t get arrested. In a black and white democracy color is prohibited. I never have been close in a protest yet, the police always tolerant maybe the commissioner doesn’t **** I don’t boast to them about starting a chapter in my school. I don’t them that the chapter I started with them was finished hundreds of pages ago. I don’t tell them I cut class to protest the B.S minimum wage how I ****** the very thing I’m trying to start cause 
I was in a pissy mood. I don’t them about how my friend and I were okay with paying a guy trying to sell us **** to buy us alcohol, later losing 20$ and not okay with going into a tattoo shop for the same purpose. I don’t tell them about wandering around Chinatown feeling like we should be drunk. About the girl who in eighth grade asked me to touch her ***** and I don’t tell them how two years later we start hanging out— over facebook. She moved to London. About how she will be in the city the day my family goes away, about trading facebooks for fifteen minutes and having weird *** crap on my Facebook and talk of how Jesus is an improper child on hers. Nor do I my parents about meeting up with a girl who I meet a month ago at a pillow fight, and how right they were when they said ****** tables manners will catch up to you, about how leaving a protest cause "my parents are ****** and later seeing those people at the burger place. I tell my parents I’m chilling with my buddies. I tell them that I got pizza instead of burgers. Because friends are safer to parents than a nineteen year old girl you met at a pillow fight and how the entire time you could not tell if it was friends meeting up or people who wanted more. I don’t tell them the reason why I’m so ******* fragile is that I can’t tell if I’m manipulating myself or being real, or how I’m the only one who is hurting me, for fear of saying what I just told you. Now all of this ******* **** lives in me and I have nobody to proofread this. Lovely.
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 11:16 PM UTC
JMMcCann
What I don’t tell my parents
I don’t tell them I’m going to a protest, as I know they will not say no, it really is far safer. The police have been pretty fair, only a couple of bull **** arrests and cause white privilege I probably won’t get arrested. In a black and white democracy color is prohibited. I never have been close in a protest yet, the police always tolerant maybe the commissioner doesn’t **** I don’t boast to them about starting a chapter in my school. I don’t them that the chapter I started with them was finished hundreds of pages ago. I don’t tell them I cut class to protest the B.S minimum wage how I ****** the very thing I’m trying to start cause 
I was in a pissy mood. I don’t them about how my friend and I were okay with paying a guy trying to sell us **** to buy us alcohol, later losing 20$ and not okay with going into a tattoo shop for the same purpose. I don’t tell them about wandering around Chinatown feeling like we should be drunk. About the girl who in eighth grade asked me to touch her ***** and I don’t tell them how two years later we start hanging out— over facebook. She moved to London. About how she will be in the city the day my family goes away, about trading facebooks for fifteen minutes and having weird *** crap on my Facebook and talk of how Jesus is an improper child on hers. Nor do I my parents about meeting up with a girl who I meet a month ago at a pillow fight, and how right they were when they said ****** tables manners will catch up to you, about how leaving a protest cause "my parents are ****** and later seeing those people at the burger place. I tell my parents I’m chilling with my buddies. I tell them that I got pizza instead of burgers. Because friends are safer to parents than a nineteen year old girl you met at a pillow fight and how the entire time you could not tell if it was friends meeting up or people who wanted more. I don’t tell them the reason why I’m so ******* fragile is that I can’t tell if I’m manipulating myself or being real, or how I’m the only one who is hurting me, for fear of saying what I just told you. Now all of this ******* **** lives in me and I have nobody to proofread this. Lovely.
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This time is precious, every moment infectious. One minute in a parking lot, parking cigarettes in the dirt, outside a library no less. And from one minute to the next, shaking hands with a councilwoman. Just her presence, was a good omen. This is a community meeting, ahead of a strike, on May 15th. Our fight? Our cause? Wage parity. The resource vitality, of every worker, and every family. Every human deserves dignity. Repeat it with rapidity. We are all created equal. This is a civil rights sequel. You can't survive on $7.93 And if it were up to me, No job would pay less than FIFTEEN. The rich can't inoculate, what they didn't anticipate. Fry cooks, cashiers, drive-thru tellers, (these ain't no "bums" or beggars!) They met up with activists, and labor leaders. They've walked off the job and into the streets! They've come out, to take a stand, to shake off their chains, and make some demands! $15 and a union!!! If you haven't taken notice, I don't what you've been doin!!! I hope McDonald's, Wal-Mart, and retailers galore, value the profit-producers, running their stores. The notion upon which, both capitalists and socialists can agree, is that labor produces value according to theory. The media are watching, in case you need reminding. Watching you rake in BILLIONS, while paying and STEALING, POVERTY WAGES. We call this condition, hard-working ENSLAVEMENT, with pay-as-you-go debit card "paychecks"... And all this "part-time" just to make sure workers are best nickel'd and dime'd!! But what you don't seem to understand, is that this movement is long overdue. Do we need a historical inflation review? And this $10.10 business? Please! What is this 1993? You can't sanitize, Baptize, nor televise, this struggle. These are a people who've had enough. 'Ya Basta!' they say! 'Enough is Enough!' Enough struggle, enough hustle, Enough putting in muscle, and your time, and blood, and sweat and tears, many with children, many for years, without a pay bump that keeps pace, with the basic cost of living these days. Still a minimum wage, of only $7.93?! I say 'Ya Busta!' if you ask me.
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May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 5:56 PM UTC
SBA
The Service Sector's #FightFor15
This time is precious, every moment infectious. One minute in a parking lot, parking cigarettes in the dirt, outside a library no less. And from one minute to the next, shaking hands with a councilwoman. Just her presence, was a good omen. This is a community meeting, ahead of a strike, on May 15th. Our fight? Our cause? Wage parity. The resource vitality, of every worker, and every family. Every human deserves dignity. Repeat it with rapidity. We are all created equal. This is a civil rights sequel. You can't survive on $7.93 And if it were up to me, No job would pay less than FIFTEEN. The rich can't inoculate, what they didn't anticipate. Fry cooks, cashiers, drive-thru tellers, (these ain't no "bums" or beggars!) They met up with activists, and labor leaders. They've walked off the job and into the streets! They've come out, to take a stand, to shake off their chains, and make some demands! $15 and a union!!! If you haven't taken notice, I don't what you've been doin!!! I hope McDonald's, Wal-Mart, and retailers galore, value the profit-producers, running their stores. The notion upon which, both capitalists and socialists can agree, is that labor produces value according to theory. The media are watching, in case you need reminding. Watching you rake in BILLIONS, while paying and STEALING, POVERTY WAGES. We call this condition, hard-working ENSLAVEMENT, with pay-as-you-go debit card "paychecks"... And all this "part-time" just to make sure workers are best nickel'd and dime'd!! But what you don't seem to understand, is that this movement is long overdue. Do we need a historical inflation review? And this $10.10 business? Please! What is this 1993? You can't sanitize, Baptize, nor televise, this struggle. These are a people who've had enough. 'Ya Basta!' they say! 'Enough is Enough!' Enough struggle, enough hustle, Enough putting in muscle, and your time, and blood, and sweat and tears, many with children, many for years, without a pay bump that keeps pace, with the basic cost of living these days. Still a minimum wage, of only $7.93?! I say 'Ya Busta!' if you ask me.
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