Clemency 4 Cyntoia Brown

let's get political
Free Cyntoia Brown

Black Lives Matter Nashville /

Cyntoia Brown is a human being, like you or I.

But she is not free like we ought to be. She’s facing a life sentence for an act of self-defense, and it will be 51 years before she’s up for parole.

The outgoing Tennessee Governor Haslam has the power to grant her clemency, but he has not. This is unacceptable.

This is a denial of human rights, and we all know it.

If you want to do something, please contact the Governor’s Office at (615) 741-2001. 

If you want to call but do not know what to say – a member of Black Lives Matter Nashville prepared a script and published it to the website. It is quoted below:

(615) 741-2001

Dial the above number.

If there is an answer, move to Part 1:

If there is no answer: Skip to second page, Part 3:
Part 1: “Hi, my name is ____ and I am would like to speak to Governor Bill Haslam in reference to Cyntoia Brown.”

(Response from office worker)

Most likely, you will not be able to speak to Haslam. Ask for the name of the person you are speaking to (for our records) and ask to leave a message.

Part 2: In 2004, Cyntoia Brown, a 16 year old victim of sex trafficking, was convicted and sentenced to life in prison for the murder of her assailant, Johnny Allen.

In June of 2012, The U.S. Supreme Court ruled  that juveniles convicted of murder cannot be subject to a mandatory sentence of life imprisonment without the possibility of parole.

Last week, the Tennessee Supreme Court ruled that Cyntoia Brown must serve 51 years before she can be eligible for parole. This goes against the research and ruling of the U.S. Supreme Court when it comes to child offenders of violent crimes.

As a concerned citizen, I demand Governor Bill Haslam to grant clemency for Cyntoia Brown.

As a minor and a victim of sex trafficking, she should NOT have been sentenced to life in prison.

As a current survivor of the heinous act of Johnny Allen, she should not be forced to serve one more day behind bars because she feared for her life.

Again, I demand Governor Bill Haslam to grant clemency for Cyntoia Brown!

With effective phone slams / mass phone banking, lines are bound to get jammed and busy. That is perfectly okay!
If there is no answer:
Part 3: “Hi, my name is ___ and this message is for Governor Bill Haslam.”

(Return to Part 2 and continue)

Black Lives Matter Nashville

Please call.

Please resist.

 

x. carey o’clock

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open letter to all unholy things

autumn

To all the goblins, ghouls, demons, and malevolent spirits planning to make an appearance tonight:

Things are scary enough on this side of the veil; we ask that you stay on yours while we cope with the aftermath of the pipe bombs, synagogue shooting, election in Brazil, continued crisis at the U.S. border, the genocide in Myanmar, and all the other wholly unholy human terrors.

Instead of haunting us this Halloween, might I suggest you take a load off and watch The Great Pumpkin? Or help out with early voting tasks, like volunteering to drive voters to the polls? We’re cool if you decide to cast hexes on shitty media and politico men. Or if you’re really itching to irk someone or another, the occupants of 1600 Penn could use a good scare.

Thanks for understanding. I hope you can come back next year.

 

love, Carey

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bloomsday // Baltimore Pride

festivities, summer

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Hello, internet friends!

So, here’s the kicker: I’m really not so great about writing yearly posts for various holidays YET this will be the third June I’ve managed to honor(???) Bloomsday with a blip on the blogosphere and I still haven’t finished the book – actually, I haven’t revisited it since 2016… Yes, well, em, I haven’t heard the banshee so I’d like to think I’ll have time to finish it by next year’s Bloomsday.

While I can’t yet gush about finishing Ulysses, or visiting Dublin, or any other Joycean joys I CAN & WILL congratulate another Irish writer, Deirdre Sullivan, on writing the 28th Children’s Books Ireland Book of the Year: a feminist fairytale anthology, Tangleweed & Brine (and another huge congratulations to Welshwoman Karen Vaughan for the collection’s exquisite illustrations)!

I both loved and feared each tale in the collection, and absolutely, wholly, utterly recommend you find yourself a copy to read (support your local library!).

Speaking of libraries, the Enoch Pratt Free Library just nixed its late fees for overdue books! Just another reason for you to come around and visit Baltimore. And please do come by; this is really a wonderful city—it’s not just the doom and gloom you see on the news.

A particular gem of the City in the summer (apart from all the movie festivals) is Baltimore’s Pride celebration, the pinnacle of which, the parade, happened to be today…So we should all just be partying all weekend, honestly. (ALSO, let’s wish a happy first birthday to Lorde’s Melodrama today!)

I’d like to say the local LGBT+ community has a terrific presence in the city even after the rainbow beads and iridescence of the parade have been swept from Chuck St. Or, that’s my impression from attending book readings and talks and dance parties and ever-popular “Gay Movie Nights” with queer friends (HAVE YOU SEEN MOONLIGHT?!).

But I’d like to clarify that at these events I’m here to celebrate my friends: When I go to Pride celebrations and meet the SOs of some of my best friends, I’m at events that are not meant for me (a straight cisgender woman). It’s an honor and a privilege to have LGBT+ friends who feel they can confide in me, and I actively seek ways to help them feel safe and loved. This is devolving into a “wow, isn’t Carey great?” sort of thing, but what I’m so poorly trying to explain is that these wonderful people are so brave; to feel comfortable expressing yourself as you are, regardless of your sexuality, gender identity, or any other facet of your true self that doesn’t conform to the heteronormative narrative we’ve all been told is the only way to be—to have been told that you’re wrong by so many and oftentimes so violently, and to still celebrate yourself as you are is just — amazing.

 

Lots of love this Bloomsday!

oo Carey

 

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