...The sour and shocking murder of Bob Shelton By:Jeshika Barua In Favor of the Socs An assassination took place this week at the East Side park in Tulsa,Okhlahoma. Around two-thirty in the morning,victim Bob Shelton(17) has been stabbed by Johnny Cade along-side companion Ponyboy Curtis .It is also suspicious how the boys ran away and they have not been seen since then.From all the evidence that we have gathered and all the information we received from our interviewers.Here is how it all went down: Before we go into the situation itself.Let us introduce the home-lives of the both the victim’s and murderer’s.Bob Shelton is a popular,high-class student.As his best-friend Randy Adderson describes:’’We are socs,short for socials and we live on...
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...Hypocrites of America The episode of South Park called ‘Goobacks’ is a prime example of how some Americans are hypocrites. I say this because the situation in the episode is exaggerated in a creative sense, but the underlines of the episode speaks of reality in today’s world. In this episode, people from the future come back to the present. These men and women work the jobs most Americans will not work and work these jobs for a lot less money to begin with because they feel less money is still money to them. Of course the Americans became angered that the ‘Goobacks’ (what the Americans called them), took “their” jobs and did not quite understand English. The famous line from this episode, “Took yer jurb!” (Comedy Partners), in English means ‘Took our jobs’. This line is frequently said by Americans, because in reality some Americans feel it is true. There are a great deal of immigrants that come to America for a better life. For instance immigrants from Ireland, Mexico, Cuba, and so on. These immigrants take jobs that most Americans see as beneath them since they pay so low. But yet some Americans become angered and say that these immigrants are taking ‘their’ jobs, even though these jobs were not taken in the first place. That is why I feel those people are hypocrites because they say these jobs are theirs, but yet they do not work these jobs. But in essence, how can those jobs possibly be ‘their’ jobs to begin with. They do not own those jobs and they definitely do not...
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...Popeyes Lousiana Fried Chicken, a sassy black woman character appropriately named “Annie the Chicken Queen” or to some known as the modern day “Mammie”, with her in your face quips like “Get up off that floor ... you heard me, and sweetcakes... I worked my fanny off making this chicken perfect, and they practically give it away” lines? Every time I watch a Popeyes commercial it bothers me how people still throw in low key stereotypical jabs. Black people love chicken just as much as White, Asians and Hispanics. Every race has a variety of dishes of chicken...but why do black people have the stigma of having chicken coded in our DNA? Popeyes might as well sell up some fresh cut watermelon and grape soda, more stereotypical propaganda bullcrap that is synonymous with the black culture. Popeyes commercials plays into America's comfortability with acceptable stereotypes and cultural profiling by using characters they think are relatable or socially pallatable to promote their idea of what is an authentic southern lifestyle, culture and cuisine. The agency responsible for creating these ads is GSD&M Idea City in Austin, Texas. “The character featured in the campaign is meant to highlight the brand’s personality, which is “honest, vibrant, youthful and authentic,” Popeyes CMO Dick Lynch said in a statement. “Everyone has a relative or a good friend who will give it to them straight, and that’s what Annie is all about...”(qtd. in Wong). Again I employ, why in hell is Annie a black...
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...two sharp pains in my thigh and arm. Looking down to see what it was, I saw that I was shot twice, but not worrying about myself I crawled to my brother to see if he was alright. As soon as I got to James I was excited to see him still breathing but angered at the thought that he had told me that we should’ve walked the other way home and I didn’t listen. Looking at his wounds I seen that James was shot three times one in the right side of his chest the second one hit his stomach and the last bullet lodged in his shoulder. I speedily pull out my cell phone and call the ambulance. While waiting for an ambulance to come and holding my brother in my arms I begin to think back to the entire thing that earlier this week that would lead to this bullcrap happening. After P.E. Damon aka Big D begins digging in his bag. Then he gets angry and throws it on the ground and says “who went through my bag.” No one answers but soon his friend leaves the locker room and comes back 2 minutes later saying ”no...
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...Him and his team knew that before they went into Afghanistan in order to find the guy everybody was looking for that it would almost be a suicide mission, but they were willing to take the chance because they had their team with them. Later in the article the former Navy Seal says, “It's total bullcrap that team guys throw away the manuals and fly by the seat of their pants.. the rules are there because someone most likely died or got killed during an evolution...Know the rules and keep your brothers safe.” When Luttrell and his platoon brothers were on that mountain waiting for their target, the little goat boy that walked up on them had made them make a decision. They knew their rules, and they knew that if they had killed the innocent civilian goatboy that would probably tell the Taliban of their whereabouts, then they would suffer the rest of their lives in prison because of the American media. Teamwork In an article written by “The Professor's Analysis” the author is telling the audience what the difference between a Navy Seal’s...
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...bother to listen in whatever dilemma she’s into because I just don’t care. Masyado na siyang nagiging maarte, kahit kapatid ko yung boyfriend nito, naku! Ka-stress silang dalawa ha. “Ang arte mo na ha! Kung wala ka namang nagagandahan dun sa boutique nung company namin, dapat sinabi mo na agad, leche naman Meg oh, yan mamili ka.” Maybe that’s answer why no one bothers to stop me when I run away with this bitch. Dinala ko siya sa isa pang clothing line dito sa mall, ewan ko na lang talaga kung wala pa siyang mapili dito, eh halos lahat ng styles nandito na. “You really had no patience within your skin.” Pigilan niyo ko, masasabunutan ko na talaga ang nilalang na ‘to. Sa two hours na kahihintay ko sa kanya, yan pa ang mapapala ko? Bullcrap! “Hey i’m just kidding.” Mabilis na tugon nito nung tiningnan ko siya ng masama. “I have no time for that Meg, i’m freaking hungry. If you want to starve to death then I will leave you here, it’s already one-thirty in the afternoon, I haven’t had my lunch yet, you know that right?!” Nagpunta na nga siya dunsa fitting room kasama ang ‘sangkaterba na mga dress, kasi naman si Drei, (my brother) naisipan pa yung dinner date na yun, damay perwisyo pa tuloy ako. Si Shane din, magsasabing sasama daw siya ngayon, nga nga naman ang inabot ko. kanina ko pa tinatawagan, cannot be reached naman. If you want to...
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...[pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] [pic] Immature Parents: Role Reversal Many of today's teens are forced to act like adults—because their parents won't. by Ginger Rue [pic] Mama Drama In December 2009 a California superior court awarded custody of then-seventeen-year-old Frances Bean Cobain (left) to her paternal grandmother and aunt and issued a restraining order against Frances's mother, Courtney Love (right). Photo: Adam Nemser/photolink.net/Newscom After a tough first year at an Ivy League university, 20-year-old Sarah was looking forward to relaxing over the summer. Unfortunately, her parents made that impossible. "My dad's an alcoholic, and my mom's addicted to dating alcoholics," the Stanford, California, native says. "They're divorced, and my dad is broke, so I had to help him get government assistance. Meanwhile, I needed to deal with my mom's drama about the terrible guys she chooses." Between running her mom's dating life and managing her dad's finances, Sarah was exhausted by summer's end—and relieved to return to college thousands of miles away. "I can't do much from here, so I can't feel guilty," she says. These days countless teens like Sarah, who are coping with irresponsible parents, are forced to step in as the mature party. "When parents refuse to act like adults, it creates a power vacuum. Someone has to fill that space, and most often it's the teen son or daughter...
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...A/N: This happens to be a oneshot. And this happens to be my first rated M story too. Damn. Santana held the sheets even tighter when the light irritating sound continuously blared through her ears. She slightly adjusted her vision – it’s barely 5 in the morning and they needed to be ready at exact 6 she propped her elbow carefully tapping the alarm clock off, careful not to prod the blonde haired girl cuddled beside her before slowly returning to her usual position. Santana let a tight lip smile play along her plump lips as she stare at the blonde beside her, blonde locks sprawled all over the pillow, pale hands gripping the warm sheets, and those little reflexes she does every time the Latina’s breath hit her cheeks. Santana slowly brought her hand by Brittany’s forehead to swat some hair that lingers along her brows making the taller girl snuggle even more and causing Santana giggle a little. Their warm naked bodies creating the most satisfying warmth and playing a little flashback of what happened last night. Santana continued stroking Brittany’s hair as she can feel the blonde’s continuous breaths hit her collarbone causing her lips to release a light moan. Santana audibly sighed when she felt the warm breathing altered to short pecks followed by another and another. The brunette can’t help but lost her fingers in blonde locks and run her fingertips over the pale neck pushing it even closer to her when she felt those pecks turned to nipping and sucking. “Hmmmp. B-Britt...
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... Prologue The sun is about to set. That fuzzy and pitch-black place with a nostalgic hymn of the approaching dying twilight is already filled with his desire to wake up from his endless nightmare. Holding a golden ring on his right hand, he is calmly watching over the horizon as he tries to feel better, but he cannot for he is still caged within the memories of the wicked past and within the present catastrophe. He gradually leaned his back to that mango tree where their chained names are carved inside a heart. For the past 99 days, it has been his desperate habit to wait there for the coming of that person whom he knows will never arrive. Then liquids of emotions flowed out of his vision as his heart drowns with it. Nothing can comfort him since when that peak of joy bounced him out and turned him to be a man he is now. He was never insane yet he doesn’t already know of whom he is and even the people around him; he is just hopeless and unable to keep step of what happened for the past year. Grief and fear never left him and continued to slaved him and took control over his moral and physical character which paved him to be a ‘hard to decipher person’. However, he still lives for he has still an inch of dignity despite of great loneliness. Moreover, his heart is still shouting aloud saying, “I will never leave you..” Chapter I It’s Saturday. Lesther is very excited for he will be seeing his long-time girlfriend again to celebrate their 4th year anniversary. Of...
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