To those wondering what my dad would have to say about Trump, here’s a clue from the past…

President Obama sings "Amazing Grace" during Pinckney eulogy youtu.be/PVRvZjEv00s?si=6onj… via @YouTube

It was 91° in Richgrove CA as workers pruned blueberry bushes. They focused on 3 main steps: removing dead/diseased wood, clearing out crossing branches to create an open center (like a wine glass) & cutting away 20% of the oldest canes to stimulate new growth. #WeFeedYou

The work crew is really groovin’ as Trump’s name is ripped off the Kennedy Center. 😂 “Young man, pick yourself off the ground” … peak YMCA celebration vibes. 🎶 America is healing one scaffold dance at a time! 🕺 #YMCA #KennedyCenter

👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

“CHAPPIE “ !America is grateful for YOUR service on behalf of us

"Blanca" is packing 8 oz and 12 oz baskets of raspberries. Each box holds about 6 baskets. "Since the season is just starting, we are producing around 500 boxes/day. During peak season, it increases to about 700-800 boxes/day with a crew of 20 employees." #WeFeedYou

May her soul continue to rest in perfect peace 🕊️

The Kennedy Center is BACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!

Thank you Col.

take note @POTUS, Happy #ObamaAppreciationDay....

.

DC live cam....... LIVE: See Donald Trump's name off Kennedy Center when tarp is removed youtube.com/live/1SvjzURhZO0… via @YouTube

You saw this… and kept scrolling. That’s how we disappear. If you stopped, leave anything. My family needs $300 to pay our rent. chuffed.org/project/nermeen

"Juan" is thinning WA apples. "I need to be very fast and precise to do this work at the speed the boss asks. I remove 3 apples from a bunch, leaving 2. This improves the tree's production and fruit size. Officially, I earn piece rate, but really barely make min wage." #WeFeedYou

On June 12, 1963, a WWII veteran was shot in the back in his own driveway while his wife and children hid inside. It took 31 years to convict his killer. Medgar Evers stormed Normandy at 19. He came home to Mississippi and was turned away from voting at gunpoint. So he dedicated his life to the NAACP: investigating the Emmett Till murder, organizing boycotts, registering Black voters. He knew it would kill him. "If I die, it will be in a good cause," he said. Hours before his death, President Kennedy gave his historic civil rights address on national TV. Evers came home after midnight carrying NAACP T-shirts that read "Jim Crow Must Go." Byron De La Beckwith was waiting across the street with a rifle. The details still stop your heart. Evers was initially refused admission at the local hospital because he was Black. He died there 50 minutes later, the first Black man ever admitted, too late. Beckwith was tried twice in 1964. Two all-white juries deadlocked. He spent decades free, bragging about it at Klan rallies. That bragging became evidence. In 1994, new testimony and a new jury finally convicted him. He died in prison. Medgar Evers is buried at Arlington with full military honors. He was 37 years old. He died 63 years ago today. Remember him.

Hello! My name is Ms.Mouzon and I’m looking for donations for my fourth graders. I teach more than one class so it gets pretty pricey during the school year. If you’re able to please check out my list. Any help is greatly appreciated! amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/2O…

Guess who survived three years of genocide and will sit for a General Surgery exam tomorrow as a fourth-year medical student in Gaza?

A director told him to "sound more Native." He calmly asked, "Which tribe?" The room went silent. The role vanished. One year after his Oscar nomination, Hollywood learned Graham Greene wouldn't perform for them. That moment—quiet, precise, devastating—sums up Graham Greene's career better than any award ever could. The Oscar Nomination That Changed Nothing In 1991, Graham Greene stood on the red carpet at the Academy Awards, nominated for Best Supporting Actor for his role in "Dances with Wolves." Hollywood celebrated itself that night. The industry congratulated itself for finally getting Native representation "right." For treating Indigenous characters with "respect." For moving beyond old stereotypes. Graham Greene saw something different. His character, Kicking Bird, was intelligent. Calm. Dignified. Admired by the white protagonist. Everything Hollywood wanted to believe it was offering Native actors. But Kicking Bird was also subordinate. Wise, but never decisive. A teacher for the white hero's journey, not a character with his own complete arc. He existed to help Kevin Costner's character find himself, find meaning, find redemption. It was the same old story, dressed in better clothes. Greene was nominated. He didn't win. And Hollywood assumed he'd be grateful for the opportunity, eager for more of the same. They were wrong. The Offers That Kept Coming After the Oscar nomination, the offers flooded in. Graham Greene became Hollywood's go-to Native actor. The "safe" choice. The one who could bring dignity and gravitas to Indigenous roles. But the roles were always the same. Forgiving elders who explained tribal customs to white audiences. Wise chiefs who dispensed spiritual guidance. Characters who existed so white America could feel evolved, enlightened, absolved. And characters who died. Violently. Ritualistically. Sacrificially. The Noble Savage had been rebranded as the Wise Indigenous Elder, but the function was identical: serve the white protagonist's story, then disappear. When Greene challenged dialogue, he was told he was overthinking it. When he questioned why his character had to die in the third act—again—he was called difficult. When he asked for agency, for complexity, for a Native character who wanted something beyond helping white people find themselves, he was labeled uncooperative. The phone calls slowed. The Choice Graham Greene faced the choice every actor of color faces in Hollywood: play the game or pay the price. Take the roles. Cash the checks. Be grateful. Build a career on scripts written by people who see your identity as decoration, your culture as aesthetic, your existence as supporting. Or refuse. Risk everything. Demand better. And watch opportunities vanish. Greene chose refusal. Clearcut: The Role That Terrified Audiences In 1991—the same year as his Oscar nomination—Greene starred in "Clearcut," a Canadian film that Hollywood wanted nothing to do with. He played Arthur, a Native activist who doesn't forgive. Doesn't reconcile. Doesn't teach white characters to be better people. Instead, Arthur is violent. Uncompromising. Terrifying. He takes a white mill manager hostage and subjects him to the same brutality that Indigenous people have endured for centuries. The film doesn't ask audiences to sympathize with Arthur. It doesn't soften his edges or explain his anger in ways that make white viewers comfortable. It simply presents him as he is: a man who refuses to be anyone's moral teacher, anyone's path to enlightenment, anyone's narrative device. White audiences were horrified. Critics called the film "disturbing." Some theaters refused to screen it. Greene didn't care. Because for the first time, he was playing a Native character who existed on his own terms. Who wanted things. Who refused to die for someone else's story. Thunderheart: Making Discomfort Deliberate

I'm a Special Ed Elementary Teacher going on my 12 year from San Antonio TX. 😊 Anything will be appreciated, I know my students will love it 💜 amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/32…