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If you let me finish I would of finish my santance

girl who sat next to me at the coffee shop had that Tortured By Computer Work look in her eye so i turned to her and was like Are u doing research? and it turns out she (white) just started working as an indigenous liaison for an ecological wellness surveying company (hired bc she worked with the local nation for a year) so i was like OMG can i share resources with you. and whipped out my 1 million notes and academic papers on ethical Indigenous-settler relations/research and Indigenous perspectives on ecological restoration. she was like omg are u sure this is basically a whole course for free and i wanted to tear my shirt off liek YES!!!! I WANT TO PROMOTE LOW BARRIER EDUCATION TO ADVANCE DECOLONIZATION AND RECONCILIATION!!!!!!!!!!! STEP IN2 MY GOOGLE DOC !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

windowz97

here's a googoodrive folder containing learnings on Experiential Learning in Ecological Restoration annnddd Research Practice in Indigenous Contexts. each course folder contains a "![Course number] Notes" document as well as PDFs of all the text-based readings that the notes draw from :-)

i plan 2 make accessible the learnings from my other classes too but i think ill only have time to do all that anonymizing & reformatting once i graduate in a few months lol

#colonialism #environmentalism #to read

sumikatt

still crazy to see people even non americans insisting everything nasa does is a international public good. Like if the dprk launched a moon mission with huge publicity and marketing efforts and claimed its for the benefit of humanity and furthering science every liberal would be so quick to call it propaganda and disingenuous and self serving. Like we can agree the us govt serves imperialist interests right what’s so different about nasa? this isn’t star trek

sumikatt

I do feel The Martian and Project Hail Mary serve the same kind of US propaganda niche as something like Top Gun or Call of Duty. White american protagonist, international cooperation for the betterment of humanity, don’t mind the fact that it’s always gonna be the US as the savior of it all, because Fuck yeah science!

cj-noway

I've been seeing a lot of similar glorification for Project Hail Mary, how it's "a throwback to good old fashioned filmmaking" how "this is what filming was made for", that was given to the Top Gun sequel a few years ago.

hagiomoto

Had Americans benefited more directly from the spoils of wars and genocides that the US engaged in, they would be content and remain silent about the carnage. But because they didn’t enjoy the loot, and because their public institutions and infrastructure are now falling apart, they speak up about this. To that, I say: good. I wish they would suffer even more, so they might finally speak up for the rest of the world.

hagiomoto

We can see this in Europeans, who are able to enjoy the spoils their governments stole. Because they benefit from these spoils, they do not speak up about the violence their governments committed. You speak because you are suffering. Had you enjoyed your share of the loot, would you still speak? That's why I want your public libraries and your beloved NASA to suffer a little. Your highways should rot more. Maybe that will wake you up.

saja-55

Everything changed the day Amira was born. The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began. While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza. I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.

A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no

A Mother’s Message

To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story. Your kindness means more than words. Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira. From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again — we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.

naser-atya22

"Ramadan Without My Mom…"

Before I write this, I paused for a long time… I didn't know where to begin.

My name is Nasr. This is my first Ramadan without my mom and my sister. The emptiness they left behind isn't just in our home — it's in every moment, every suhoor, every iftar.

I am the oldest among my younger siblings, and a responsibility I never imagined now rests on my shoulders. I try to stay strong in front of them, I try to smile and make them feel like everything is okay… but deep inside? I'm scared.

Eid is coming… and I don't know how to bring them joy. These kids deserve happiness. They deserve Eid gifts. They deserve a smile.

At the same time, my dream of continuing my university education has been delayed — not because I don't want to, but because the circumstances are bigger than me.

I'm not asking for pity. I'm asking for a helping hand.

Any support, no matter how small, will make a huge difference for me and my little siblings this Ramadan and Eid.

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