This article has haunted me since I’ve read it. It’s terrifying.
Companies being disgusting:
Baby health crisis in Indonesia as formula companies push products | World news | The Guardian.
This was why my university banned all Nestle products on campus, Nestle having infamously promoted baby milk formula in Africa, causing infant mortality rates to RISE.
It has been 65 years of dispossession. Thousands of Palestinians in Israel march to return | The Electronic Intifada
Archbishop Desmond Tutu, who fought apartheid in South Africa, on apartheid and the power of disinvestment in Occupied Palestine:
I believe in disinvestment and the BDS movement. This is why I don’t buy Marks & Spencers, I don’t go to Starbucks, I don’t buy anything that’s either made in Israel or is from Israel. I don’t really tell people about this, because people think it’s a “Muslim thing” (that Bethlehem and Jerusalem are occupied doesn’t seem to occur to people… Seriously. WHAT WOULD JESUS DO? Ignoring those who are being oppressed doesn’t seem to be it!), people think it’s pathetic/ useless, people just generally think it’s weird. But really, I am much more answerable to God than anyone else, and even if I can’t do much other than stop buying those tasty Israeli persimmons and stop drinking nice cold coffees in those pretty tumblers, at least I am aware, and I am doing something. At least I know enough to decide how I want to spend my money matters, because it matters to me. What I consume, what I buy, is a decision that shapes me, and it’s in the little things that I don’t let slip by that make me more aware, more concerned of things that are happening to people other than me.
“To those who wrongly accuse you of unfairness or harm done to them by this call for divestment, I suggest, with humility, that the harm suffered from being confronted with opinions that challenge one’s own pales in comparison to the harm done by living a life under occupation and daily denial of basic rights and dignity. It is not with rancor that we criticize the Israeli government, but with hope, a hope that a better future can be made for both Israelis and Palestinians, a future in which both the violence of the occupier and the resulting violent resistance of the occupied come to an end, and where one people need not rule over another, engendering suffering, humiliation, and retaliation. True peace must be anchored in justice and an unwavering commitment to universal rights for all humans, regardless of ethnicity, religion, gender, national origin or any other identity attribute. – Archbishop Desmond Tutu”
I woke up today filled with a strange sort of grief that I was here and this is now, for no clear reason other than today, I read something about an old friend that showed me how far away her life was from mine, and how we both were so far away from the people we used to be.
So today, I choose to focus on things that make me, if not quite happy, then, at least, grateful.
This is beautiful:
Bi Kidude obituary | Music | The Guardian
These are defiant, in a “Well, we’re on the brink already” kind of way:
This is deeply, deeply moving:
I want to be this photographer’s friend:
Also, I watched Lincoln, which I genuinely enjoyed, but I found the character I was most interested in to be Thaddeus Stevens played by Tommy Lee Jones. He seems to have been a man who truly tried to live by his beliefs. Wonder when we’ll get a movie about him.
So, am not a fan of Margaret Thatcher, or David Cameron, or Tories, or greedy, gawping, grasping people.
This, this is just damn sad.
This lady is pretty kick-ass. Even though she’s Labour. I’m more of a Green/ SNP/ independent kind of girl, myself.
This is pretty funny:
“Wake up – sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead.”
“Is that what “terrorism” is? “When multiple (explosive) devices go off”? If so, that encompasses a great many things, including what the US does in the world on a very regular basis. Of course, the quest to know whether this was “terrorism” is really code for: “was this done by Muslims”?”
“What made them suspect him? He was running—so was everyone. The bystander handed the man to the police, who reportedly thought he smelled like explosives; his wounds might have suggested why. He said something about thinking there would be a second bomb—as there was, and often is, to target responders. If that was the reason he gave for running, it was a sensible one. He asked if anyone was dead—a question people were screaming. And he was from Saudi Arabia, which is around where the logic stops. Was it just the way he looked, or did he, in the chaos, maybe call for God with a name that someone found strange?”
And less depressingly, this