The Sky is Falling:

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Why I Call It “The Sky Is Falling” Chicken Little saw something fall from the sky and sounded the alarm. Everyone laughed, called him crazy, told him to calm down. But the story was never about panic — it was about how truth-tellers get dismissed. I use it because that’s where we are now. The warnings are real, but the world is too busy mocking the messenger to see the cracks above its head. The Great Dismissal They told you not to believe your eyes. They told you that what you saw was just imagination, a glitch in your perception, a distortion of the truth. They told you that Chicken Little was crazy. That the sky could never fall. That panic was worse than awar eness, and silence was safer than standing alone. But look around you now. The sky is falling. The books are burning again—not in piles of flame and smoke, but in classrooms stripped of truth, in libraries emptied of history, in laws written to erase our collective memory. The lessons of oppression are being rewritten to flat...

Justice for Saniyah Cheatham: 

The Tragic Death of an 18-Year-Old Black Woman in Police Custody

Her name was Saniyah Cheatham. She was only 18 years old. A young Black woman with her whole life ahead of her — dreams, hopes, and a future waiting to unfold. Instead, she was found dead, hanging inside a police precinct. And once again, the system is silent while our community demands answers.


Saniyah wasn’t just a statistic. She was someone’s daughter, someone’s friend, a teenager who should have been protected — not left to die behind cold, cinder-block walls under the watch of those who are supposed to serve and protect. The circumstances of her death raise the same haunting questions we’ve been asking for years: How does a young Black woman, in the custody of law enforcement, end up dead — and the official story is still shrouded in silence?

Police departments across this country have a history that cannot be separated from violence, control, and suppression — particularly when it comes to Black lives. From Sandra Bland to Kendra James to now, Saniyah Cheatham, we keep burying our women while the world shrugs.

We are told to be patient. We are told to wait for investigations. But how long must we wait while mothers are left without daughters, and communities without justice? When will accountability be more than a press release and a paid suspension?

The fact that Saniyah’s death occurred inside a precinct isn’t just tragic — it's a condemnation. A young woman died on the inside, while officers stood just feet away. Whether it was neglect, abuse, or worse — this was preventable. This was institutional failure. And this was violence.

We demand the full release of all footage, all reports, and a transparent, independent investigation — not handled by the same system that continues to fail us. We will not let them sweep this under a rug with vague statements and media spin. Saniyah's life mattered. Her death demands justice.

Let this be the last time we say “never again” while watching it happen again and again. Let this be the spark that refuses to go out until the system itself is re-imagined, restructured, and held to account.

Say her name. Saniyah Cheatham. And don’t stop saying it.


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