The Brooklyn Bulletin Board (also unofficially called BCAT Channel 4 and BBB-TV) is a 24/7 looping posting service for non-profit organizations and services. All postings are free of charge and cablecast on the BCAT TV Network.
The Brooklyn Bulleten Board can be seen on Time Warner Cable Channel 57, iO / Cablevision Channel 70, RCN Channel 85 and FiOS Channel 44
During the off-times and as a place holder for programming on BCAT Channels 1-3 also simulcasts BBB. BBB also featured audio simulcasts local college radio stations of universities based in Brooklyn.
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“I am fooling only myself when I say my mother exists now only in the photograph on my bulletin board or in the outline of my hand or in the armful of memories I still hold tight. She lives on in everything I do. Her presence influenced who I was, and her absence influences who I am. Our lives are shaped as much by those who leave us as they are by those who stay. Loss is our legacy. Insight is our gift. Memory is our guide.”
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“I know that I will always be expected to have extra insight into black texts—especially texts by black women. A working-class Jewish woman from Brooklyn could become an expert on Shakespeare or Baudelaire, my students seemed to believe, if she mastered the language, the texts, and the critical literature. But they would not grant that a middle-class white man could ever be a trusted authority on Toni Morrison.”
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Then sicken inclusively outwards:
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Intoned by reality, larded with technical terms,
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