maybe the real slim shady was the friends you made along the way
To help you navigate our newly unlocked content, we’ve created themed collections of New Yorker classics. Fiction editor Deborah Treisman introduces our Love Stories Collection.
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this was too long for a reply so here’s a post for cait about why mcgonagall’s favorite marauder is sirius (as far as ~favorites~ or w/e go, just go w/ me here)
its sirius okay, mcgonagall likes remus and all and respects him a lot especially later when he teaches at hogwarts but…
Anyone got deets on this film?
Here’s what I got from the Facebook:
OUT IN THE NIGHT (formerly titled The Fire This Time) follows the journey of a group of African American teenagers who went to a gay-friendly neighborhood in New York City for a night out. These lesbian and gender non-conforming friends, Patreese, Renata, Terrain and Venice, were confronted by an older man on the street. They defended themselves. Strangers jumped in to support them and a fight ensued. Only the women were rounded up by police and charged and convicted as perpetrators of gang assault. They became known as The New Jersey 4.
OUT IN THE NIGHT follows their journey to Rikers Island, to the courtroom, and through slanderous media coverage that labeled them a “Wolfpack” and “Lesbian Gang”. While exploring the fight from all sides through the security camera footage that captured it, that hot August night in 2006 can be seen from many perspectives. But our film’s purpose is to examine the events after the fight: biased media coverage likening the women to “man-hating” animals, and unprecedentedly harsh sentencing by the court. This story shows how four young, queer women of color were unfairly criminalized for defending themselves.
It’s currently running the film festival circuit, but you can keep checking the website for new screenings: www.outinthenight.com
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I cured myself of shyness when it finally occurred to me that people didn’t think about me half as much as I gave them credit for. The truth was, nobody gave a damn. Like most teenagers, I was far too self-centered. When I stopped being prisoner to what I worried was others’ opinions of me, I became more confident and free. — Lucille Ball (via tywin)
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