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[tomorrowusa]

Pope says ‘world is being ravaged by a handful of tyrants’ amid feud with Trump’s White House

Pontiff denounces leaders who invoke religion to justify war, after US bishops offer him support after Vance remarks

Pope Leo XIV, on a visit to Cameroon, slammed tyrants who start wars. I wonder who he might be referring to. Hmm...

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Pope Leo XIV has said that the world is being “ravaged by a handful of tyrants” who spend billions on war, in comments that will be seen as another sharp escalation in his almost week-long feud with the White House over the US-Israel war on Iran. The first American-born pontiff did not mention Donald Trump by name, but used his speech in Cameroon on Thursday to denounce world leaders that invoke religion to justify violence against other nations. His comments came as US bishops offered their full-throated support to the head of the Catholic church, who has been under fire from Trump for days after speaking out against the Iran war. “Woe to those who manipulate religion and the very name of God for their own military, economic and political gain, dragging that which is sacred into darkness and filth,” Leo told a gathering at Saint Joseph Cathedral in the western city of Bamenda. “They turn a blind eye to the fact that billions of dollars are spent on killing and devastation, yet the resources needed for healing, education and restoration are nowhere to be found. “The world is being ravaged by a handful of tyrants, yet it is held together by a multitude of supportive brothers and sisters,” said the pontiff, who is on an 11-day tour of Africa.

It may have been Whiskey Pete Hegseth (Mr. Lethality) who the pope was referring to with that "darkness and filth" comment.

Pete Hegseth now quoting fake Pulp Fiction Bible verses at military

It's nice to have a world leader who doesn't pander to Trump. Don't expect Pope Leo to give The Orange One crowns, gold bars, or phony awards.

XIV > 47

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Wooden mask in the shape of a bush cow's head, from the Bamenda culture, Cameroon. Artist unknown; late 19th century. Now in the Brooklyn Museum. Photo credit: Brooklyn Museum.

[kemetic-dreams]

How nakedness and other acts of rebellion by the Kom women helped end colonial rule in Northern Cameroon

It has long been documented that women played an important role in the anti-colonial efforts of Africans against their Western colonizers. Although we often celebrate individual men like Kwame Nkrumah and Patrice Lumumba for their sacrifice in the anti-colonial struggle, we often cannot point to a single woman. But this does not mean that they did not exist.

In fact, women consistently fought off colonizers who sought to impose unfair rules in their providence. Many times, they did so as a collective. Moreover, they organized and acted powerfully when African men had accepted the laws administrated by the colonizers. Take the story of the Kom women’s rebellion in Northern Cameroon as an example.

The Kom women are a tribal group in the Bamenda Grassfields of North West Cameroon. Between 1958 and 1961, they launched a revolt known as the Anlu Rebellion, in response to the colonial administration’s imposition of vertical contour farming.

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[delaneydanger]

Bamenda, Cameroon

I open my eyes to the sound of the joyful shrieks of young children chasing one another, dodging older children who sweep the dirt roads with bundles of sticks tied together. A mosquito buzzes around my head, and I give a half-hearted, sleepy swat in its general direction. The cool morning fog is already being lifted away by the beams of sunlight that pierce through the trees that cover the nearby hills, and I can tell it will be another good day in Bamenda, the African “village” of half a million people.

I spent a month at the Good Shepherd Orphanage, waking up each day like this and passing the rest of my morning slathering freshly-bathed toddlers in coconut oil and dressing them in the mismatched, worn clothes that have been donated by the community. “Dress me! Dress ME!” they all cry over one another in a mess of giggles and tears. There is no government support, so the nuns who run the orphanage are dependent upon benefactors and generous community members who drop by with cars full of rice, salt, and soap. The sense of community is strong in Cameroonian culture, and people call one another “uncle,” “auntie,” “mommy.” The sense of community is even stronger within the orphanage, where newcomers immediately become siblings and the kids are united by the common tragedy of not having parents who can take care of them. Many of the kids’ parents have died, whether in childbirth or from illness, but many more are left without parents because of poverty.

And yet, you would never know that these children have faced such difficulties. Their constant smiles and endless laughter is only interrupted by the frequent meltdowns that always accompany growing up. Every day at noon, we gathered for songs and dancing and prayers. More days than not, piles of young children were left sleeping on the floor after we’d finished only to be woken for their afternoon meal (often consisting of rice and a tasty sauce to put on top). Our afternoons were spent playing games all around the dormitories and convent. The children were fun to be with, a ray of positive energy that flooded the orphanage. I could talk forever about each of the kids who held my hand and captured my heart. Paolo and Silas, the two-year old twins who were always causing mischief. Maximillion, the curious 7-year old boy who would always inquire about my life in America. I became friends with Angela, a 22-year old girl who dreams of being a fashion designer in Paris, and constantly spent time with Heidi Ministry, the sweetest two year old little girl with big blue eyes and a giant belly to match. I was humbled by their faith and inspired by their courage to face the difficulties of each day. Holding the one-month old baby named Divine Favor, I was reminded of the fragility of life and felt deeply blessed to become a part of their lives.

Cameroon taught me to be flexible with my plans and to remember what is important in life. I was reminded how different other people can be and shown how fulfilling it is to meet them and learn how they experience this chaotic, beautiful thing called life.

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