People die on the job every summer. Remember that water and shade breaks are crucial when working in the heat, and calling emergency services for signs of serious heat illness (fatigue, nausea/vomiting, headaches, dizziness, clammy skin, confusion, agitation, slurred speech, high body temperature, rapid heart rate, etc.) is entirely appropriate. If youâre afraid to call 911 for reasons such as being undocumented, youâll need to get very familiar with how to prevent, recognize, and treat heat illness. If you are symptomatic and not allowed a break, water, or medical treatment, walk out. No matter how broke you are, your job is not worth your life.
This pain will end one day, and I believe in that. We are going through great hardships, but hope has always been in my heart. The freedom for Palestine is now closer than everđ„čđ”đž
I am Kareman, a Palestinian mother from Gaza, and we are still alive after 475 days of war that began on October 7, 2023, and ended today. However, despite being alive, pain and sorrow have not left us. Everything around us has turned to rubble. I once said, "This pain will end one day, and I believe in that," but I never imagined that the pain would follow us in this way.
We returned to our home, only to find that the pain has deepened. Our home, which once embraced us, is now destroyed. The fishing boat, which was our only source of livelihood, was consumed by fire, taking away all hope. The fishing nets and equipment, which were our means of survival, have been burned. My husband, who supported us with his work, now has nothing but memoriesđđ
As for me, I was a children's teacher, teaching them to love life despite the difficulties, but my school, which was once a place of hope, is now nothing but ash. We have lost everything, but we still hold on to hope thanks to Hamoud, who gives us the strength to keep going.
Today, we need you more than ever. We ask for your help in repairing my husband's fishing boat, as we have no other source of income. If we don't get the support to repair it, we will remain trapped in a cycle of poverty and need. But if we stand together, we can rise again.
Please, don't leave our families in this dark path. Every donation, no matter how small, represents a chance for us to live again.
From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for your continued support, and I trust that hope will return thanks to your help.
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Iâm Zenzi and have made this GoFundMe for my friend in Palestine and her family. H⊠Zenzi Zeme needs your support for Save Kareman Dohan's F
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Go to paypal.me/kyliedela and type in the amount. Since itâs PayPal, it's easy and secure. Donât have a PayPal account? No worries.
Whatâs happening in Gaza is not just bombing â itâs silent extermination; the occupation knows exactly what it's doing, people are being killed slowly in a sealed cage, with no food, no medicine, no way out; starvation continues, and the few food alternatives are expired or contaminated, there are no vegetables, no fruits, no meat, patients are dying, and even the healthy are falling sick â heart disease, kidney failure, stomach and colon cancer, chronic fatigue, anemia, and more; we are being watched like lab rats, the goal is to break us or push us to flee, this is a legal crime using hunger as a weapon, a political crime when our slow death is blamed on conflict, and a moral crime when the world watches and says nothing; please help us, donât let us die slowly â even a small donation could save a life, the link is in my bio.
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Iâm Zenzi and have made this GoFundMe for my friend in Palestine and her family. H⊠Zenzi Zeme needs your support for Save Kareman Dohan's F
ever wandered around in an open world video game and noticed there are no children? no elderly people? no fat people? no one using a wheelchair? no one with a guide dog? this is supposed to feel like a living world and there's so much of life that's just not there
When I was 15 I was very negative. Of course I was, I was 15.
But I noticed I was negative. And I didn't like it. I didn't like the way it felt inside to be me, and to live like me, with all those negative thoughts all the time.
I had read somewhere that you could train yourself to be happier. That you needed to force yourself to think positive thoughts, until it became a habit.
I remember those few months of high school where I used to catch myself mentally complaining about something, and then forcing myself to find something positive to think about the person or situation. Again, and again, and again.
And it worked.
It became easier. And I became lighter. It was just nicer to be me, to live my life, to navigate through my days. I still remember the moment I noticed my life had become brighter.
And decades later, it still works. The muscle is still there. Now I know the word is neuroplasticity.
But at the time, it was just a 15 years old girl who was tired to be in the dark all the time, so she made light in her own brain.
i get that americans love their cultural imperialism, but it really does piss me off that june is âinternationalâ pride month just because something happened in the united states.
in aotearoa, june isnât our pride, itâs theirs. marsha p johnson and sylvia rivera are their historical figures, not ours. the phrase that âyou owe your rights to Black trans womenâ is true there, but here we owe our rights to (mostly) MÄori historical figures. i have the freedoms i do because of the legacy of an entirely different set of people operating in an entirely different context at entirely different times.
But because of american cultural imperialism, most queer people in Aotearoa donât even know our own queer history. Carmen Rupe, Ngahuia Te Awekotuku, the Dorian Society, Gillian Laundon, Georgina Beyer, and the Wolfenden Association are some of our queer history. We should know their names! we should know what they did for us! but because of the power of the american imperial machine, we donât.
our national pride month should be july, the month that the Homosexual Law Reform Act passed in 1986. our two largest cities hold their pride festivals in february and march, respectively. american queer history has very little (or nothing, depending on who you ask) to do with our queer history. anecdotally, from my own queries, queer youth in aotearoa know more about american queer history than our own.
anyway, happy pride, americans. iâm truly sorry that most of you donât see the negative impact your nationâs culture has on the rest of the world. and to the rest of the world reading this, try searching for your own country and cultureâs queer history, donât accept the american narratives as your own. we deserve our own histories divorced from the cultural hegemony of the USA.
Like the utter disdain in the tone and the dismissiveness of what OUR queer figures went through to get the scant rights ALL people who come to America enjoy today is CRAZY WORK. Like you could easily celebrate and uplift your own queer cultural figures without taking pot shots at Black folks. And a lot of y'all on this fuckass website use your supposed anti-American stance to be largely antiblack pieces of shit and it's not cute and you're not as subtle as you think.
These heifers love criticizing Black historical figures and legends because they are an easy target if hey wish to combat the imperial core, they aim for the most vulnerable in it.
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