You’ve got a lot of nerve to say you are my friend
Sau Paulo, Brazil, 17.06.2013 - Huge protests in Brazil similar to those in Turkey.
Brazil, 17.06.2013 - Protesters on top of the capitol building, happened before during Brazil’s military rule (Above) and protesters in front of Teatro Municipal (Below).
I tried to show video and images to friends on facebook yesterday and only my boyfriend cared. #iamdisappoint #youliveonthisplanettoo
A few months ago, this preacher guy (Preacher Tom, for anyone who might have had a similar experience with the guy) came to my campus and started spewing hateful and judgmental things at passers-by. Knowing he would be back, I created Zealous Preacher Bingo cards, with a few friends’ suggestions for spaces. We gave out candy to anyone who won.
I love how “Yelling” is the free space
My first year at UF, on April Fools’ Day, a few guys went out where the Plaza Preachers always congregated and brought their own giant signs and preached the word of Dr. Seuss. HOP ON POP, I SAY TO THEE.
A man from New York was quoted today on NPR regarding the issue of cat calling on city streets: “I’m a man, I’m supposed to, I mean, I think every man, if they see a woman they feel is attractive, should try to do what they can to acquire this woman.”
Tatayana Fazlalizadeh goes around the city at night to place posters on buildings to protest the behaviour. While I don’t think sticking a few sketches on walls is going to change anything, I do respect her for standing up for herself and risking arrest to spread the message that women don’t need men to tell them to smile.
Basically, teach your sons that a woman doesn’t have to be his mother, grandmother, or sister to deserve his respect and teach your daughters they deserve to be treated like human beings and not cuts of meat hanging in a butcher’s shop.
Grunting, she came at him, blade whirling, and suddenly it was Jaime struggling to keep steel from skin. One of her slashes raked across his brow, and blood ran down into his right eye. The Others take her, and Riverrun as well! His skills had gone to rust and rot in that bloody dungeon, and the chains were no great help either. His eye closed, his shoulders were going numb from the jarring they’d taken, and his wrists ached from the weight of chains, manacles, and sword. His longsword grew heavier with every blow, and Jaime knew he was not swinging it as quickly as he’d done earlier, nor raising it as high.
She is stronger than I am.
The realization chilled him.