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What would compel a man to try to cut his own...

“What sort of conditions could be so unbearable that they’d drive a person to suffer cutting through the skin, nerves, muscles and arteries of his own face, at the risk of permanent disfigurement, disability or even death?” Amerika inflicts such extreme torture on prisoners that they routinely commit such acts as could never be expected of a sane and stable mind. And this is the point: Solitary confinement drives people into insanity.

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Activism in the age of prisoner resistance: College students and activists...

A revolution in inside/outside organizing is pushing prison activism to new levels, harnessing new technologies and broad-based people power to push back against the exploitative and extractive prison industries and injustices of incarceration.

How Stevie Wonder helped create Martin Luther King Day

At Dr. King’s funeral, Stevie Wonder learned of John Conyers’ bill to make his birthday a national holiday. To overcome the resistance of conservative politicians, Wonder put his career on hold, led rallies from coast to coast and galvanized millions of Americans with his passion and integrity. But it took 15 years.

On MLK Day, Black San Franciscans demand new measures to hold...

In regard to racism, Black San Franciscans are worse off than ever before. Only by achieving goals that improve the lives of Black San Franciscans will there be anything to celebrate regarding racial equity in San Francisco.

Healthy prisoners launch hunger strike on MLK Day to support tortured...

These 16 brave and selfless activists imprisoned in Central Prison are taking a stand, by way of a hunger strike, for those in Unit One who are mentally incapable of making these demands. This is a humanitarian display of unity for those inside who face injustice by the very same people who face injustices enslaved right there with them.

When the Panthers died

When the Panthers died, I cried, I tried to hold back my tears, While in my mother's womb, I was consumed with fear . . .