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MY POOP IS COMING
there’s so much going on here
So about supporting Palestinian products, here is an entire website devoted to this!
For the US and Canada they have flat-rate 6.00 USD for shipping, for the rest of the world, it varies. Prices also usually vary on products shipped outside the US/Canada but not by much.
They have online organization but I thought I’d point out a few things for quick browsing/shopping:
Some clothing
Keffiyeh (starts at 24.00 USD within the United States/Canada; 30.00 USD for the rest of the world). Ordering here supports Palestine by ordering from the Herbawi Textile Factory in Hebron, the only operating keffiyeh manufacturer left in Palestine. Free Palestinian Political Prisoners shirt has 3 prices: low income, regular list, and solidarity price. Paying solidarity price will lend extra revenue toward campaigns, maintaining the freesamer.org website (website for solidarity and awareness of Palestinian prisoners’ hunger strikes), printing flyers, etc.–and the solidarity price is only 20.00/26.00 (both USD). Embroidered Palestine wristbands were hand-embroidered by Palestinian women but are currently out of stock. Embroidered Palestine purses were hand-embroidered by womens collectives in Palestine and feature either ‘Bethlehem’ and ‘Nazareth’ on them in Arabic. They vary from 14.00 to 16.00 USD.
Food (this is important to support farmers in Palestine!)
Olive oil (~16.00 to 20.00 USD for 500ml); only ships inside the US as of right now. Olives (8.00 USD per jar; currently out of stock). Za'atar (3.00 USD for 5 oz), only ships inside of US for now. Turkish coffee (10.00 USD for half lb).
Support Gaza directly by purchasing from here, includes things like embroidery and dugga (Gaza-style za'atar). There is more risk of your product not getting to you, but your money always makes it to Gaza.
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Cute baby owls
I had to.
The Journey to Abkhazia - Part 1:
Above is the Inguri (or Enguri) bridge that separates Georgia and Abkhazia.
There are two ways to get into the world’s greenest unrecognized republic*. You could fly, drive or take a boat (from Turkey) to Sochi, and cross the border from the Russian side, like the majority of whoever goes to Abkhazia. But would that be much fun? Probably not. You could also travel to Zugdidi in northern Georgia, take a cab or marshutka from Zugdidi to the border (which the Georgians don’t call that, of course), show your papers to the chill Georgians sitting in their butka, and then walk for a kilometer or two until you see the Russian-controlled Abkhaz border control (which is the opposite of chill). You will need:
previously obtained entry paper from the Abkhazia Ministry of Foreign Affairs (not a visa. you will have to go get the visa once you are already in Abkhazia) an easy to get document that will be corresponded via a gmail address.**
to know what you will tell various Georgians when they ask you “what’s in Abkhazia?” or, the longer version, “what could you see in Abkhazia that you can’t in Georgia?” this is a fair point, but not too fair. Karena told me that someone told her you should say “I have seen most of Georgia, so I want to see this part of it as well.” Say it with a smile though because Georgians are not to be bullshitted.
to know a few Russian words, just in case. this will be most helpful later when you are trying to eat local food and not some bland pizza.
a camera that is not giant and can be hidden in your pocket. if you are the type that doesn’t need to capture everything and is just happy savoring the moment, good for you I guess.
sunscreen. always sunscreen.
*Unconfirmed.
**Check the document very carefully for any mistakes. Check again if you are a US citizen. More on this in part 2, once we cross that bridge.
Accurate.
The thing you all have to understand about Turkey which will help you all understand why almost everything about it is problematic is that the country is literally founded off of the genocide and assimilation of its ethnic minorities and that every cool and cute cultural aspect about Turkish culture has flourished because of these crimes
Dagestan Autonomous Soviet Socialist Republic ☭ (1933)
Women protesting the forced Hijab in Iran, days after the 1979 Revolution
via reddit
I wonder where my mom was...
So I’ve been seeing some of the stuff floating around about Anita Sarkeesian’s series on videogames ‘Women vs. Tropes’ and her decision to disable YouTube comments. Firstly, I fully support her 150% in deciding to disable comments. Despite the protests of ‘we just want discourse!’, most comments...
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Brain studies find that concern for justice and equality is linked to logic, not emotion.
By Lisa Wade, PhD
A new study finds that people with high “justice sensitivity” are using logic, not emotions. Subjects were put in a fMRI machine, one that measures ongoing brain activity and shown videos of people acting kindly or cruelly toward a homeless person.
Some respondents reacted more strongly than others — hence the high versus low justice sensitivity — and an analysis of the high sensitivity individuals’ brain activity showed that they were processing the images in the parts of the brain where logic and rationality live. “Individuals who are sensitive to justice and fairness do not seem to be emotionally driven,” explained one of the scientists, “Rather, they are cognitively driven.”
Activists aren’t angry, they reasonably object to unjust circumstances that they understand all too well.
Image borrowed from Jamie Keiles at Teenagerie, who is a high sensitivity individual.
Lisa Wade is a professor of sociology at Occidental College and the author of Gender: Ideas, Interactions, Institutions, with Myra Marx Ferree. You can follow her on Twitter and Facebook.
Logic and rationality, people.
Whoa. The MLA has officially devised a standard format to cite tweets in an academic paper. Sign of the times.
ebooks, Horse. (horse_ebooks). “Leg Butt” 18 Nov 2011, 12:38 PM. Tweet.
Alleged Theft
Attorney For Ferguson Market: NO ONE From His Store Called 911 To Report Cigar Theft
Ferguson chief: Officer didn’t know about robbery
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Ferguson Police Chief Admits...
So, so helpful.
On Refusing To Be A Border
(Sometimes I think about how Armenians are a chameleon people: Our colors change depending on the environment. Whenever I am traveling to Armenia, waiting to board the plane to Yerevan in Sheremetevo airport, and I see all the haggard looking grey men with dusty boxes and old shoes, smelling of sweat, on their way back home from months or years of working in Russia, and I look at their dark bushy eyebrows and I notice the worry in their dark eyes, I feel I am white compared to them. Almost as if the United States bleached me of the difficulty of living in the Soviet boss’s belly to be pushed around like an undesired, backward people. So whenever I’m in the United States I feel how my experience is void of being the color grey and all blood pressure, heart attack, diabetes, and chain-smoking-until-death symptoms associated with living a daily racialized struggle. On the contrary, I benefit from the daily racialized struggle of those who didn’t make the cut in the United States. As an Armenian, it is a question where you end up, and being on the border of whiteness, you will be best ending up in a developed Western country, against the backdrop of a history of colonialism, genocide and slavery that did not happen to your own people, where your un-recognizability, although an erasure of your difference, can bring with it the security of whiteness.)
http://the-hye-phen-mag.org/on-refusing-to-be-a-border/
Not really sure about the white-poc binary as depicted in the article. I've definitely struggled with my identity as Armenian and white-but-not-quite in the United States, but really, the best I've come up with so far is defining myself as someone who "benefits from white structures of power". I can navigate spaces dominated by whiteness with relative ease (although why that is the case is a long story in and of itself), which is a privilege that I acknowledge as not accessible to everyone, even to my some in my family. At the same time, I definitely don't identify as white. Growing up Armenian in extremely white 1980s Glendale was hard. And dehumanizing. And boy was I reminded about my otherness all the fucking time. But hey, you grow up, you learn the terminology and you start putting words to peoples' attitudes and actions and although that doesn't subdue the rage inside, it is empowering.
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Ever one to right wrongs, Yevgeny had embarked on a campaign to establish that prison colonies of this type must maintain a certain prisoner to telephone ratio, and he would go on hunger-strikes, write letters and legal briefs, and suffer the brunt of truncheons until the phones were installed.
But his reams of journals, one of which he carries with him all the time, present a record of existential reflection and self education he’s been engaged in since he was first trucked away from Tuapse to the Gulag.
He’s, for instance, written a philosophical treatise on logic. He has since turned his back on it, though, because “the temptation to become a cynic in prison is too strong, so it’s impossible to write objective, rational philosophy here – prison is no place for that, no place for serious thought.
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New Orleans journalist Charles Digges visits prisoner of conscience Evgeny Vitishko at his prison colony. His story is haunting and compelling.
I think this is one of my favorite versions of this song I’ve heard. Lela Tsurtsumia’s Georgian and Lazuri stuff is lowkey awesome, and so when this started playing and I heard Karadenizli Turkish I was like “Whaaaaaaaaaat?" From what I understand, these words are the most common ones used for Turkish versions of this song, and are adapted from original Lazuri lyrics, but since more people on the Black Sea coast speak Turkish than speak Lazuri, it seems to have migrated.
Yaylanun çimenine (oh nenni koçari) Keçi vurur canini (haydi haydi koçari) Oy bir sarayim seni (oh nenni koçari) Geçsun yürek yangini (haydi haydi koçari) Oh nenni koçari, koçari kimun yari Oh nenni koçari, koçari benum yarum Yaylalar sıra sıra (oh nenni koçari) Vuruldum selvi boya (haydi haydi koçari) Koçari gel burdan geç (oh nenni koçari) Göreyim doya doya (haydi haydi koçari) Oh nenni koçari, koçari kimun yari Oh nenni koçari, koçari benum yarum Çayir çimen biçemem (oh nenni koçari) Soğuk sular içemem (haydi haydi koçari) İki cihan bir olsa (oh nenni koçari) Koçari’den geçemem (haydi haydi koçari) Oh nenni koçari, koçari kimun yari Oh nenni koçari, koçari benum yarum
One of my favorite things about Karazenizli Turkish, as opposed to standard Istanbullu Turkish is that the Black Sea dialect almost ignores vowel harmony, which is a massively important feature of standard Turkish, and as a result ends up sounding a lot more like Osmanlıca, or Ottoman Turkish, as it was written in the Arabic script and spoken before the standardizing measures of Atatürk.
It should also be noted that one of my favorite things in music is when a song starts by repeating the same sequence over and over again, and each time a new instrument joins in. So she hooked me with that, then slayed me with the song.
Ugh, Evans you're a goddamn genius. Beautiful. Both the song and your description.
Oh my god, but this videooo... I love Rinat Karimov, the Dagestani (Dargin) pop singer, but somehow I never saw this handiwork before. Like, I started this tumblr post before I even finished watching the video. I literally have no clue what's going on, but there are IRA soldiers, cowboys and Indians, Russian gangsters, and the actual comedians from Dagestan's show Горцы от ума - so many cultural references all together that my head is exploding, and all that set to a song I'm going to be listening to a lot.