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hello, guess what, i have officially completed my new blog + carrd so i am moving!!
it's a bit empty right now because i literally put the final touches down five minutes ago, my new blog is @olijander
signal boosts are very much appreciated :)
by Anastasia Lysiak
Photography by Four Seasons Garden
being from a poor country on the internet is always a frustrating experience because we feel all the time like second-class citizens of the world; we have struggles and problems and victories that people don’t usually care to listen and more than once I have had the experience of going like “Hey guys we just had a dam disaster that killed 300 people” or “guys look at the philippines there’s a typhoon happening on top of an active volcano while covid is spreading and the president told police to shoot the citizens”, only to have that immediately swallowed by people going “Did you guys see the new TRUMP TWEET??”
and that generally sucks and I’ve actually left online spaces/gradually withdrew from friends because of just how bad it makes me feel, but nothing makes this as clear as when the USA decides a cause is important and I am bombarded by news of issues that are just the norm to me, as if they were only recently discovered
people from third world countries have been dealing with police brutality for so long that it spans generations - my grandma protested and was violently repressed, my mother protested and was violently repressed, it has been no different with me, and I lack words to express how immensely frustrating it is to open social media every day to see people go
“hey did you know that THE GOVERNMENT can use THE POLICE to repress THE CITIZEN???”
yes. that is a thing. it is a thing the state does. it is a thing that is done by the state. I have noticed. we have been saying this for a while. we have been begging people to listen for a while, but when we say it what we usually get is ‘damn, look at those uncivilized places! fighting the police! how savage!’. yes, I know, it was the cops who started it. yes I know this is not how rubber bullets are meant to be used. yes I know that the tear gas -
it’s exhausting. it’s exhausting to see people like greta thunberg become the voice of defending the amazon when we’ve had our own voices defending the amazon for years and actually dying from it. Nothing against her - she’s doing a good thing - but GOD do I wish people knew of Chico Mendes or even Marina Silva like they know of her. what we get instead is just “brazilians don’t care about the forest! good thing this european has shown up to save it!”
what it feels like is that a thing only matters if a rich country decides it does, and then swoops down to teach us savages about the importance of the cause. as if mexican students didn’t vanish from the face of the earth by daring to speak up against social injustice. as if the kids in hong kong weren’t resisting tooth-and-nail to keep their democracy while the state uses the police to repress them. as if this very same fight against racism and police brutality, in brazil, hadn’t cost marielle franco her life in an horrific way.
it just feels as if the USA is screaming “hey guys the room is on fire” and my charred skeleton is sitting there, staring at the charred skeletons of the venezuelans and chileans and argentineans and filipinos and mexicans and all other latinos and third worlders like is that so
ok I’m going to bed but if you feel the need to rate horrible injustices on a scale from 0 to Holocaust it shows that you only see the Holocaust as a tool of measurment and not an actual event that has created immeasurable lasting trauma on real fucking people, their families, and their cultures. genocide is not a competition and the Holocaust isn’t a ruler that you measure it with. treating it as such is dehumanizing for not only the victims of the Holocaust but also the victims of what you’re comparing it to. you’re erasing the distinct and separate realities of two atrocities that each deserve to be treated with individual gravity. both were born out of different circumstances, in different cultures, within different contexts, all of which is VITAL to understanding the issue itself. smashing them together robs these separate instances of genocide of their deserved distinction, and for what? because slapping “HOLOCAUST” in all caps on your post guarantees reblogs? fuck you
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Jeanne Merkus - The “Joan of Arc of Serbia”
Jeanne Merkus (1839-1897) was a rich Dutch heiress. Her father had been Governor-General of the Dutch East Indies (present-day Indonesia). Orphaned at a young age, she was adopted by her father’s brother, a vicar, and became a devout Protestant. Jeanne was also shaped by her discovery of feminism and socialism. She thus started to distribute her fortune among the poor and the sick.
Jeanne’s first military experience was in 1870, during the Franco-Prussian war. She was present during the Prussian siege of Paris as well as the ensuing insurrection of the Paris Commune in 1871. She was maybe one of these women who stood on the barricades and took care of the sick and the wounded. In 1872/3 she made a trip to Jerusalem.
By mid-december 1875, she had joined the anti-Ottoman rebellions in Herzegovina. Her motives were religious, she wrote in her memoirs:“I did not wish to nurse wounded soldiers, but to help liberate Christian people, and also Christ’s land, from the sovereignty of the Turks”. Her goal was thus to liberate the Balkans from Muslim rule and ultimately “recapturing” the Holy Land.
Jeanne carried bandages for the wounded and gave ample proof of her fighting abilities. She skillfully mined bridges, lured a pair of Turkish soldiers in an ambush, tried to blow-up a Turkish fortress on her own. Because of her boldness, the enemy nicknamed her “The red devil”. She was one of the bravest fighters during the battle at Ljubinje in 1876. She was, however, captured by Austrians on Turkish soil, but later liberated.
In March 1876, she headed for Belgrade in Serbia, a country who supported the insurrection in Herzegovina, even if it meant going to war with the Ottoman Empire. Dubbed the “amazon of Herzegovina” and the “Joan of Arc of Serbia” Jeanne was a major financial benefactor to the Serb war effort. She was thus able to refuse a traditional female role as a nurse and was allowed to fight in the ranks. She wore a uniform adapted from the local men’s dress, with a Montenegrin cap over her curly long hair and a man’s cape slung across her shoulder. Lieutenant-Colonal Gruka Miskovic, who was at the beginning skeptical of her presence, would later say that she was a “shining example” of courage in action.
(Jeanne Merkus in uniform, unknown artist)
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all my love to people who are struggling with current or past addictions this holiday season, and especially to people that are on their own. you’re so strong and brave, please believe that.
Good time to remind everyone:
Addiction is not a moral or personal failing. Addicts deserve compassion and help.
Trans women are just *chef's kiss* I hope y'all are having a good day
kamran @/killui (was 2×5) is a terf.
if you wanna be mutuals with her still please block me. literally just look at her recent reblogs.
people act like being critical of the shit you like is some sort of weird stressful thing thats new and forced on the internet. like lol no, everyone is critical of their interests
you thought the movie was too straight and didnt have any gay characters? thats being critical. you thought it had a lot of awkward scenes that couldve been handled better? thats being critical. you didnt like that the director made misogynistic remarks? thats being critical
im so tired of people acting like being critical is something so tough and time consuming. 99% of the time, you already do it, you just dont want to recognize the pedophilia/racism/antisemitism/etc in the media you love
hi hello!! if you know me at all you know i suck at formality so be prepared for this messy shitshow.
2020 has been an absolute mental year, it feels like its been exactly 69 years since Jan 1st and I’ve done so so much this year its crazy. I’ve met so many incredible people on this app, all of you are gold. You’ve seen me go through several phases, you’ve seen me find new things and never talk about anything else, from booksandbeanbags to willsoots, here we are at the end of this insane year. For all my crisises and shitposts and rubbish rambles, thanks for being there for me, in any small way you have. Whether we talk everyday, stopped talking, simply liked each others posts once and never once spoke, thanks for being there for me. This year i’m grateful for the people I’ve found here, and I wouldn’t trade them for the world. I appreciate all of you so so much xx
of course this is in no way a proper list; i probably have forgotten a few people. but even if you haven’t been tagged, i love you and i hope you know that. here we go.
2020 has been a year of small ups and big downs. We all have seen so much in such a small span of time and I would like to just say thank you to everyone who I’ve talked too, had fun with and even slightly interacted with. I have the fear that I’ll forget someone and if I have, please do forgive me.
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As the Roman Emperor Augustus once said a short while before his death,
“Plaudite, amici, comedia finita est! Applaud, my friends, the comedy is over!”
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I can’t stress to you how fucking important it is to tell your child you’re proud of them TO THEIR FACE. Don’t fucking wait until the moment they go into hysterics. Don’t wait until they tell you that they don’t think you’re proud of them. FUCKING TELL THEM EVERY DAY. Even if it’s something you don’t understand, and they’re BEAMING, you fucking tell that child you’re proud of them. Don’t wait until it’s too late.
It makes me sad that 2k of you relate to this. I’M PROUD OF YOU OK. I’M PROUD OF ALL OF YOU AND I LOVE YOU.
Kids aren’t stupid and if you only say it when they’re crying, they’re only going to think it’s because they’re crying.