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The second lecture of the MAS Massasoit Chapter lecture series promises to be a particularly special one! Not only can you learn about Strawberry Banke, the oldest neighborhood--and, presently, a living history history museum--in New Hampshire, but we welcome you to bring artifacts that you've inherited or discovered to share and ask questions about! Come join us THIS Thursday, March 19th, from 7-9PM at the Adams Center in Kingston!
Just a quick reminder--"Stonehenge: Behind the Stones" is TOMORROW from 7-9 at the Robbins Museum of Archaeology! Don't miss this enlightening presentation!! Sponsored by the Massasoit Chapter of MAS!
The Doyle Doll collection did not feature any dolls local to Massachusetts, so the Robbins museum commissioned these beautiful dolls from Julie Marden, a talented artist of the Aquinnah Wampanoag tribe. She continues to create traditional dolls, baskets, dance shawls, moccasins, and more. For more information, visit her store: www.wldwind.com #Wampanoag #native #history #culturalsurvival #cultural #museum #WalkThroughTime
This Yakima doll is one of over one hundred Native American dolls from the Doyle Doll Collection, featured in a permanent display in the Robbins Museum. #native #art #museum #cultural #heritage #history #WalkThroughTime
A Late Woodland Colchester jar reproduction. This example of highly decorated Native American pottery was found by a "Captain Johnson," surveyor, in 1825 near Colchester Vermont. The image of this vessel is the Vermont Archaeological Society's logo! #NewEnglandArchaeology #archaeology #museum #WalkThroughTime #native #cultural
Embrace your light and dark side. Keeping a balance is key to happiness, never suppress either as both are equally important as one can not be without the other.
A short list of current happenings that are more important than Justin Bieber’s arrest:
An Indian village council sentenced a woman to be gang-raped as punishment for having a relationship they didn’t approve of.
Rep. Steve Pearce (R-NM) explains in his recent memoir that it is the wife’s role to “voluntarily submit, just as the husband is to lovingly lead and sacrifice.”
Political unrest in the Ukraine
There are known carcinogens in some of your favorite drinks.
The justice system once again confirmed that it’s okay for cops to kill unarmed law-abiding PoC for no reason.
South Sudan has signed a truce.
There are still states that give parental rights to rapists.
A brain-dead woman is being kept alive, against the wishes of her family, because she’s carrying a severely disabled fetus.
Childhood poverty has reached record levels in America.
Mike Huckabee proves to everyone that he’s still a moron when it comes to women and birth control.
The weather is basically drunk right now.
A bill in Montreal seeks to ban “overt and conspicuous” symbols of religion.
The inflation rate is 30% in Argentina
A second chemical was spilled in WV and the company didn’t admit to it until now.
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I’m confident this guy is a jackass.
bless frogman oh my god
When I found out my Dad’s ringtone for me is the Indiana Jones theme song.
not all native americans are cherokee
there is no such thing as a “cherokee princess”
warbonnets are not cherokee
tipis are not cherokee
the two wolves story is not cherokee
being 1/28th cherokee does not give you the right to wear a warbonnet
there is not just one band of cherokees
we do not speak “cherokee”
everyone is not “a little bit cherokee”
I keep seeing this picture and people being oh so impressed by it acting like Dubai’s Sheikhs are miracle workers or some shit. And all that skyline does is make me want to throw up. Do you understand how all of this was built?
…and then there is the foreign underclass who built the city, and are trapped here. They are hidden in plain view. You see them everywhere, in dirt-caked blue uniforms, being shouted at by their superiors, like a chain gang – but you are trained not to look. It is like a mantra: the Sheikh built the city. The Sheikh built the city. Workers? What workers?
Sahinal Monir, a slim 24-year-old from the deltas of Bangladesh. “To get you here, they tell you Dubai is heaven. Then you get here and realise it is hell,” he says. Four years ago, an employment agent arrived in Sahinal’s village in Southern Bangladesh. He told the men of the village that there was a place where they could earn 40,000 takka a month (£400) just for working nine-to-five on construction projects. It was a place where they would be given great accommodation, great food, and treated well. All they had to do was pay an up-front fee of 220,000 takka (£2,300) for the work visa – a fee they’d pay off in the first six months, easy. So Sahinal sold his family land, and took out a loan from the local lender, to head to this paradise.
As soon as he arrived at Dubai airport, his passport was taken from him by his construction company. He has not seen it since. He was told brusquely that from now on he would be working 14-hour days in the desert heat – where western tourists are advised not to stay outside for even five minutes in summer, when it hits 55 degrees – for 500 dirhams a month (£90), less than a quarter of the wage he was promised. If you don’t like it, the company told him, go home. “But how can I go home? You have my passport, and I have no money for the ticket,” he said. “Well, then you’d better get to work,” they replied.
He shows me his room. It is a tiny, poky, concrete cell with triple-decker bunk-beds, where he lives with 11 other men. All his belongings are piled onto his bunk: three shirts, a spare pair of trousers, and a cellphone. The room stinks, because the lavatories in the corner of the camp – holes in the ground – are backed up with excrement and clouds of black flies. There is no air conditioning or fans, so the heat is “unbearable. You cannot sleep. All you do is sweat and scratch all night.” At the height of summer, people sleep on the floor, on the roof, anywhere where they can pray for a moment of breeze.
"There’s a huge number of suicides in the camps and on the construction sites, but they’re not reported. They’re described as ‘accidents’." Even then, their families aren’t free: they simply inherit the debts. A Human Rights Watch study found there is a “cover-up of the true extent” of deaths from heat exhaustion, overwork and suicide, but the Indian consulate registered 971 deaths of their nationals in 2005 alone. After this figure was leaked, the consulates were told to stop counting.
Me Gusta emancipation.
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Dual survival.
We’re not dehydrated now, and that’s the point is to not get dehydrated. It’s almost like, ooh, let me do — yep, nipple check. There we are. Mm, kinda warm, to hard nipples in about 4 seconds. That’s the power of water on my clothing, the evaporation with the conductive breeze blowing across it. *snaps fingers* Bam, bam, bam.
Cody Lundin — Dual Survival (via pushthebigredbutton)
