The State charged the defendant in a 17-count
indictment with aggravated criminal sexual assault, aggravated kidnapping, and aggravated
robbery. On February 10, 2000, 22-year-old L.J. worked until 8 p.m. as a cashier
at a clothing store in Chicago. On her way home to the south side of the city,
she purchased items at the store for her mother and went toward her home. As
she passed an alley, the defendant came up behind her and forced her to sit in
the backseat of a beige station wagon, where he told her to take her clothes
off. The defendant then vaginally penetrated L.J. The defendant also contacted
L.J.’s anus with his penis, but did not penetrate. He then pushed L.J. out of
the car while keeping L.J.’s coat, money, and other items. After L.J. ran home,
her mother opened the door and saw her in tears, partially clothed with only
one pant leg on. After L.J. went into the bathroom, her mother called the
police. Shortly after 9 p.m., Chicago police officers arrived at the home and
found L.J. in the bathtub. She had not yet washed her vaginal area. After L.J.
told the officers what had transpired, the officers issued a “flash” message
for a black male, 5 foot, 8 inches tall, wearing a black skull cap, a black
jacket and driving a beige station wagon. An ambulance transported L.J. and her
mother to the emergency room. Whether a state rule of evidence
allowing an expert witness to testify about the results of DNA testing
performed by non-testifying analysts violates the Confrontation Clause, when
the defendant has no opportunity to confront the actual analysts.
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12/12 - 16
Edit 200 Photos
Ms. Hull told us to take 200 photos of everything and anything we wanted. I focused my theme on my friends, and my self. I had fun taking photos, and I specifically tried to be as creative as possible. The reason for taking 200 photos is to edit 5 photos, and publish them. I was nervous because I don't know how to work photo shop. But after Ms. Hull taught the class I became expert. So I took five of my favorite photos and edited. I had one photos and cropped and added a colorful back ground. Most of the other photos i changed the tint, blurred edges, black and white, and other things.http://welcometothecrusades.weebly.com/ -This is our website.
This doc includes our sources and rough drafts. https://docs.google.com/a/scienceleadership.org/document/d/1a0jxFpkKDSvVoRqgDAug6bpTV4KOfdrkFxugpgFJe18/edit?hl=en_US
Yay we're done!!!! (:
This is
where my imagination went wild. I was confused at first when we were first
assigned this project because I didn’t want to spend too much time on one
project because I was still working on other things. So I googled: “famous
paintings.” And Better Days by Judi
Lynn showed up. My first reaction to this picture was BLACK AND WHITE. I went
to my art teacher, Ms. Hull, but she just left so I found the Emma, a student
teacher in our class, and she said that it was best if I had two versions so I
went home with two sheets of paper and drew two mirrored versions. This was
going to be a day and night version of the painting. And then I was starting my
first charcoal and painting project.
My
favorite material to use was the charcoal because I learned new techniques and
my aunt gave me her old charcoal kit. It was a bonding moment for us. She gave
me a few pointers on her they worked. My favorite tool was the charcoal eraser
she gave me because it could give me the different shades I wanted. I liked the
charcoal side the best and I think it turned out very well. When I say that, I
mean that I am 98% sure that it’s “hanging up on my wall” worthy. The other two
percent is adding the final final touches. And yes, I meant to use TWO “finals”
because I didn't know I was done until my painting dried and the colors faded.
I wanted my drawing/painting to mirror each other and that was really
frustrating to draw because I would end up drawing the picture instead of its
opposite side.
If I
could do it differently, I wouldn't use so much paint because that really
curled my paper and made it really wavy. I also would keep in mind that when
painting, there are different steps to do so. You need your bottom layer and
then your middle layer and then add your final touches! Then I finished!
Happy Face/ Happy Hamburger:
For this picture, I didn't know what to do with it. I played around with the color contrast and made it more yellow. I also cropped it so it would be bigger and closer up on to the face. Next I thought that the face looked like it was about to eat something so I used the magnetic lasso tool to pull out the picture, copy it, and paste it next to the face. That's basically all I did to the picture.Elephant/ 3D Elephant:
For the elephant picture, I rotated it first. I also darkened the picture a bit. Then I thought that the elephants should be changed around because it looked so boring. I was playing around with the effects with this picture. When I came to the 3D effect, it hurt my eyes so much, I had to keep it and ask other people what they thought...so guys, does the 3D picture hurt your eyes?Book Shelf/ "I finally have pets!":
For this picture, I love it a lot because I finally have pets! Haha, just kidding. This picture was a challenge because I wanted to add something but I didn't know what and keep it natural looking. Then, I thought...PETS! I don't have them so it'd be nice to trick a few people! So, I found a few pictures online with pets in a white background and used the magnetic lasso tool to laso around the pets and then I reverts the little lassos to delete everything but the pet. Finally, I have pets! I want to thank Ms. Hull because she showed me so many tools and formats I could use.Elephant and Dog/ Color Blast Dog and Elephant:
For this picture, I love it because it has my both of my favorite animals in the picture and I was looking at my 3D elephants while looking at this picture and thought..."what if I could make my own 3D picture or something close. So I picked a very neon pink and blue and started randomly coloring it in. Then, I figured that it needed another color in order for me to feel like it is done. So I added a neon green and well-lah! I finished it!
When I work with charcoal, I am reminded that art can be seen in different views. I begin a piece by making a shading for the whole sheet of paper. I know a piece is done when I can step back and look at my art and feel proud of it. When my work is going well, I am filled with a sense of happiness because I want to go home and show my parents so they can be proud of me. When people see my work, I'd like them to have to take a second look and say I did a great job.
I am not currently working on anything. Although I would love to take some of my drawings and painting back into the art studio and add some finishing touches on my art work so they are perfect when I hang them up.This is a small project that was done surrounding the issue of illegal domestic spying and what exactly caused the NSA (National Security Agency) to go from looking and tapping into calls coming from foreign countries to being able and going around tapping into any cellular device even emails on occasion looking for a "domestic threat". This is meant to give a brief inside into a specific piece of a bigger idea surrounding the privacy of the American People; this also goes against the 4th amendment which states that without a warrant appointed by a three-judge court a search a seizure can't be performed.
Code switching is necessary. At least, that’s what’s gotten me this far. Is it a skill? Probably. Something to acquire and become good at. I’ve always been pretty good with words – a silver tongue it’s called.
“Ay ma, what’s for eat up in here?”
“I already ate. You betta find somethin in here for you starve. You better not go to bed hungry, boy, It aint good for you.”
“Aight mom, I won’t”
“We got some fries you can whip up right quick”
“Aint that what we had yesterday?”
“I don’t even want to hear complaints. It be people in Africa that would eat fries every night.”
“Ugh. I know mom. Fine I will.”
It’s an interesting thing, slang. One can’t be bad at it. The simpler it gets, the easier it is to get the main point across. That is of course, if the person in the conversation is a patron of partial English too. It’s picked up easy, and it’s unique because a deliberate effort is needed to abolish it completely unless one was never influenced by it in the first place. Its staying power is offset by its lack of compulsion. What I mean is, it’s hard for a person that speaks “proper” English (i.e White people) to demote to slang. When talking “proper” it feels irreverently inconvenient. Most words that are effectively condensed in slang feel too deliberate and imposing, almost arrogant to be used in intimate or casual talk.
Unless of course, one is adept at code switching. It’s no longer about “acting white” or “being black”. It’s about getting what, (and who) you want using the right language. As James Baldwin said in his essay “If black English isn’t a language, then tell me, what is?”, …”The price for this is the acceptance, and achievement, of one's temporal identity”. It doesn’t feel natural- to code switch I mean. Or rather it is much more comfortable to stick to one dialect, tone, language, theme, even status quo. For the price of leaving my inner comfort I can excel much better than I ever could restraining to my “Black English”. Not to say Black English is restricting, although, due to specific reasons it should not be used outside of intimate conversation.
When I was young, 5 or 6, everyone spoke it- Black English I mean. I was home within my comfort zone. I had not been exposed to anything else. Back then It was fine to have one mindset, one code, and to be ignorant of any other was not only acceptable, but sadly widespread within my community. At that age, of course, my community did not consist of many people outside of my family. Then there was school. School is a place where solitude was only obtainable through great effort. There was always a curious boy or girl who wanted to know what another name. To my credit, I wasn’t the least bit shy. If I was I most likely would not have the skills I do. I probably wouldn’t even attend the school I do now.
When I got a little older, I started to realize just how important code switching was. I was about 9 or 10 when I saw just how “clicks” formed. Similar people grouping together to for stable community inside one dysfunctional one. I noticed how different they were. Separated by music choice, neighborhoods, earlier childhood relations, even as general as gender. Usually one would blend into one that fit his or her category. Not me. Now 12 and 13 I watched, observed the wildlife in their artificial habitat.
