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wolvensnothere:

Malcolm X on "Progress"

Always reblog Brother Malcolm

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TED: Hugh Herr The New Bionics That Let Us Run Climb and Dance

barafurbear:

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tommytv:

nychealth:

Let’s stop HIV in New York City

  • If you are HIV-negative, PEP and PrEP can help you stay that way.
  • If you are HIV-positive, PEP and PrEP can help protect your partners.

 

Daily PrEP

PrEP is a daily pill that can help keep you HIV-negative as long as you take it every day.

  • Ask your doctor if PrEP (Pre-exposure Prophylaxis) may be right for you.
  • Condoms give you additional protection against HIV, other sexually transmitted infections, and unintended pregnancy.

 

Emergency PEP

If you are HIV-negative and think you were exposed to HIV, immediately go to a clinic or emergency room and ask for PEP (Post-exposure  Prophylaxis).

  • PEP can stop HIV if started within 36 hours of exposure.
  • You continue taking PEP for 28 days.

Many insurance plans including Medicaid cover PEP and PrEP. Assistance may be available if you are uninsured. Visit NYC Health’s website to find out where to get PrEP or PEP in New York City.

This is such a giant step that barely any people know about it seems, so amazing to see progress in the treatment of HIV

I honestly thought this might be exaggeration but the CDC says that PrEP is 92% effective. Damn. Damn.

reblogging because this deserves waaaay more attention D:

odinsblog:

Racial bias in America: from higher suspension rates in preschool, to disproportionate rates of capital punishment, to everything in between, structures of authority routinely allow anti-Black racial bias to color the “facts”, and warp the narrative. And frequently (whether unintentional or otherwise) the police and the media often work together to further criminalize innocent Black victims

1Criminalizing Blackness in America

2. 14-year-old Tremaine McMillian attacked and choked by police, literally while holding a puppy…because McMillian made them “feel threatened” and gave them “dehumanizing stares

3. Author and CNN contributor keithboykin: how the AP slandered Renisha McBride even in death

4.  The Associated Press: when can skin color alone determine who is and who isn’t a looter? (hint: don’t be Black)

This implicit racial bias does not magically stop at innocuous events like the VMAs, or in Hollywood. So far, it doesn’t ever turn off. There are two Americas and racial bias is as ubiquitous as the air we breathe

wayshak:

My 2001/Clockwork Orange/Full Metal Jacket mashup for Spoke Art’s Stanley Kubrick Show.
"Come and get one in the yarbles, if ya have any yarbles"

wayshak:

My 2001/Clockwork Orange/Full Metal Jacket mashup for Spoke Art’s Stanley Kubrick Show.

"Come and get one in the yarbles, if ya have any yarbles"

socialjusticekoolaid:

The Ferguson City Council convened for the first time since Mike Brown’s death, and proved that they literally give no fucks about what the community has to say. Added to their vague, paltry proposed reforms, seems real change will have to come in Ferguson via the ballot box. I don’t care where you live folks— let this be a lesson in voting/participating in your local elections and government! #staywoke #farfromover 

be your…”self”

in a response to my dumb checklist post, civil-anarchy commented:

Why is there no “A base model to be upgraded”? Are most Transhumanists self-loathing or somethin? I like my body. It’s where I keep my chip implant.

Firstly:  congrats on your implant, which sounds like the kind of thing I have to remind myself not to tell a pregnant lady.  Secondly, yeah, most of those options are tongue-in-cheek, and I had no intention of speaking for other Transhumanists, but the list comes from an honest place.

I am not fond of my body.  I am deeply thankful that it works as well as it does, and that I don’t have debilitating mental or physical problems that keep me from holding down a job, getting around to most places, or expressing myself; but I do have a host of health issues that tend to gang up on me and put me in a fair amount of discomfort and pain for a significant part of my life.  Beyond that, I am becoming increasingly aware of my body’s limitations, which get more serious and less fun to deal with with every year.  The genetics I have been dealt concern me greatly when I consider how many heart attacks my grandfathers had towards the end of their lives, to say nothing of the diabetes and cancer waiting inside my cells like coiled snakes.  On my reflection alone, I would consider my body as being painfully unattractive, being composed of a menagerie of parts that I would not have chosen for myself. 

I do not, nor would never claim to have experienced the kind of body dysmorphia that many of my friends within the trans+ spectrum undergo; I can only imagine how horrifying it is to know in your heart that your body is not your own.  If I experience anything even a fraction as serious as that, it’s a combination of longing, frustration and impatience for something better to come along, “something” being a way to upgrade my body into a form that just…works; at least to the extent that I want it to, without constant pain and inconvenience, to operate within boundaries that I can test and then reconfigure my body to surpass.

I know full well that my chances are slim; that the possibility of living long enough and arriving in a future where I could undergo partial- or full-body prosthesis on the basis of simply wanting to achieve a state of mental and emotional well-being is…well.  Stranger things have happened, I guess.  But still.  My hope is to someday have the body that I have always wanted.  A not-so-great body I can tinker with and work to improve would be a fine compromise. 

As for self-loathing…I joke about it a lot, but the truth is, I…mostly…don’t hate myself.  I hate my shallowness, pettiness, laziness, the gamut of my negativity; and I work on these things, inasmuch as anybody does.  I am aware that there are things about me that could be better, sometimes a LOT better; and I hate that fully acknowledging and recognizing the problem doesn’t make the problem go away.  I hate having made mistakes and hurting people and not doing the right things sometimes.  I hate that a few paragraphs ago I couldn’t remember the word “fraction” and I kept thinking it was “fracture” but that wasn’t right somehow and I actually had to google “math terminology” to find the right word.  BUT.  I am the same me who, if they were handing out uploads tomorrow, would happily discard this meat-spud for a clanky new body.  I consider that which constitutes my “self” as being separate from my body; inasmuch as one’s mind can be considered a wholly disparate entity, separate from one’s nervous system.  So, no, “self-loathing” doesn’t apply here. 

To sum up:  enjoy your meat body, and may it be the basis of many fascinating upgrades and tweaks!  I, on the other hand, am holding out for something shinier.