Author: mooncustafer

ICE Phone Line Designed To Scare Off Parents Looking For Their Children

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Joy Reid started this segment by highlighting a call Chris Hayes made to the hotline immigrant parents are allowed to call to try to locate their children. “This is what happened when they did that,” she said in an introduction to the chilling results.

“Thank you for calling the ICE detention reporting and information line. Information you provide during this call may be transcribed and retained in our call logs. Addresses, phone numbers, other personal identifiers, vehicle information and information related to criminal and immigration history. Additionally, ICE uses caller ID to identify your phone number and may record your phone number if it’s available through caller ID. ICE may disclose the information connected during this call within the Department of Homeland Security or externally as appropriate and consistent with federal law and policy.”

“That is pretty chilling if you’re calling looking for your kids, warned that anything you say on this call may be used to deport you,” Reid said.

“That’s right. Joy, this is a horrific moment in our country,” said Marielana Hencapie, head of the National Immigration Law Center.

“This is a Trump-created moral crisis. Anyone who thinks otherwise is complicit. The fact that we are having 2,000 children ripped apart from their parents, right, a man who – had a 3-year-old son ripped apart from his arms. and a few weeks later, he was so desperate and the pain from being separated from his son was so great that he committed suicide in border patrol custody.

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ICE Phone Line Designed To Scare Off Parents Looking For Their Children

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Well, the train isn’t moving yet but I am on it, so I have begun the new Goldy book and a) Father Olson is almost definitely dead, b) this is uncomfortably familiar to recent experiences of mine…

Also, first mention of Julian the bisexual teenage pool boy with the tragic past is on page nine. I hope he’s all over this one!

I was totally right about the priest by did not expect the CHAPTER TWO TWIST that the groom is also missing omg

Goldy has gone to witness the scene of the crime in her wedding dress AND HER WEDDING SHOES. This seems like something the police escorting her should have questioned.

A really big deal is being made in this book about the fact that Episcopalians don’t hang up on people. I can’t tell whether this is a clue, or if someone hung up on Diane Mott Davidson and she’s just THAT MAD about it.

Is reconcilably a word? I suspect it is not.

There is a Lot Of Church in this one, holy Moses. Someone in the Episcopalian church, probably on a committee, definitely hung up on Diane Mott Davidson and I applaud her dedication to pettiness in writing an entire book about it.

Time stamp it, page 194 of 272, I think the cop investigating the case dunnit!

Goldy continues to both cater and crime-solve after being beaten with a stick and put on prescription painkillers. This seems like a series of poor life choices, but even Goldy would admit that is in character for her.

OH SHIT it wasn’t the cop at all, DAMMIT. 

I won’t spoil whodunit just in case some of you now want to read these books, but it was the character that I deliberately discounted as being too obvious.

Also while Julian has been upgraded from Bisexual Poolboy With A Tragic Past to Bisexual Vegetarian Catering Assistant With A Tragic Past he also was not in this book enough for me, nor did he get to flirt with all genders as he has in past books, rats. I will have to wait for my next camping trip to see if he’s in book five.

I’m pretty sure there’s a name for “a book that is entirely about the Dark Secrets and Secret Desires Of A Single Community,” like Peyton Place or The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter or The Casual Vacancy (or, I guess, The Lottery) but I don’t know what it is. On the one hand I feel like all of the Goldy books are that way because they’re set within a relatively small and secluded Colorado town, but I also feel like this one, because it was such a deep examination of the community of the Episcopalian Church, was a very pointed example. 

I genuinely believe that this book was written by Diane Mott Davidson in response to someone in the Episcopalian Church who did her dirty, and I hope she got some catharsis because I am ready to not read anything more about Episcopalian politics for a while. 

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It becomes a pattern in the aftermath. 

Bruce has set up a makeshift lab in Wakanda, while the world takes stock of their dead and Wakanda mourns for their king. Bruce isn’t doing anything important, but he needs to do something, so he studies Wakanda’s vibranium supply and attempts to keep Shuri busy. 

Otherwise, the grief might just be too much for the both of them to bear. 

Bruce also tries very hard not to think about Tony and what form of matter Tony may or may not be at this very moment. He’s only moderately successful. 

It’s on the third day of the second week after half of the world has turned to ash that Thor brings Bruce a little green snake. Bruce is baffled, but he tried to be polite about it. Bruce is heartsick, though, so that makes everything a little harder. 

Then Thor asks for Bruce to see if the snake is Loki, and it takes every bit of willpower Bruce Banner poses to not burst into tears. Thor is so strong and so keen to smile, he makes it so easy for everyone to forget that he has lost nearly everything. 

Bruce pokes at the snake without any further complaints. When nothing happens, the grief on Thor’s face is unimaginable. 

Bruce begins spending time with both Thor and Shuri, in a desperate attempt to combat his own grief by combatting theirs. 

All the while, every second or third day, Thor brings Bruce a small green animal and asks Bruce to see if it his lost brother. Bruce checks every time, with care and precision, but the result is always negative. It’s awful for both of them, but Thor can’t seem to stop and Bruce doesn’t know how to make him. 

This pattern holds for a few weeks, until Thor brings Bruce a beaten and battered lizard. It’d been burned somehow and it looked like one of its limbs had been badly broken. When Thor presents it to him, Bruce honestly isn’t sure if Thor had just brought the little thing to Bruce to see if it could be saved. 

“Could you check?” Thor asks, the question quiet and hurt after so many weeks of negative results from Bruce’s prodding and poking. 

“Of course,” Bruce says softly, adding his portion of the call and response. 

He gingerly picks up the lizard, as the poor also looks like he’d been through the wringer, and gives him a quick once over. Bruce’d been right about the broken leg and the burns were pretty –

The lizard fucking turns into Loki. A damaged, burnt Loki who scuttles backward on a broken leg while spitting blood. 

Thor bursts into tears. Bruce bursts out laughing. Everyone has their own way of processing grief and shock and grief turned into shock, apparently. 

It’s later, when they’ve gotten Loki a little patched up, convinced Okoye not to kill Loki (”He tried to destroy the world!” she says – “He’s gotten better,” Bruce says), and Thor’s eyes were mostly dry, that Loki finally says through clenched, bloodied teeth: 

“They’re in a pocket dimension.”

“Who?” Bruce whispers, stunned. 

“Everyone. I told him he’d never be a god. He was just a warlord playing at being something powerful. He should’ve fucking listened.”

JUST THIS ONCE, ROSE, EVERYBODY LIVES

Oh my god! I started reading and about halfway through it made me cry, and the ending was happy tears. Then I saw the comment. You people know how to cause pain! I love/hate it.