So much for that really feminist video she made for “Hard Out Here” huh? You know, the one that black feminists and other feminists of colour and their allies said was anything but. Where’s your god now white feminists who praised this video…WHERE IS YOUR GOD.
Kimball + Patrick are BACK from their winter hiatus. (Finally!)
We’ve missed these two on The Mentalist but not to fret, they’re back this Sunday 10/9c on CBS!
fun fact: Michael Cera asked Rihanna if he could slap her ass for real and she said “you can slap my ass for real if I can slap you in the face for real” and he was like alright. and they did the take like 3 times and Michael was like “you’re not hitting me hard enough do it for real” and then she slapped the fuck out of him and threw off his equilibrium so much he had to go lay down in his trailer for like half an hour and that’s the take they used in the movie with no added sound effects
jason segal is genuinely shocked
his head just disappears after she slapped him sent his big ass head to the netherrealm
TRACK: Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High (Acoustic) ARTIST: Arctic Monkeys ALBUM:
Arctic Monkeys - Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High (Acoustic)
im on my way to pick up my friend and i dont even tell him to get ready cuz white people always at home with their outside clothes n shoes even when they aint going out
This is the country I was born in. One that I can’t remember but have heard stories of heroism and bravery of since I was a little girl. All everybody else who talks about Somalia see’s is the Civil War and suffering. But I’ve seen the people and heard the stories and what always fascinates me is the people.
Most Somali Parents are now strict and don’t really talk about much of their childhoods in Somalia other than to talk about how they were the best in school or dugsi or the first to choose to wear the hijab.
But what they always forget to talk about is that they are people that can laugh even though they are uncertain about tomorrow. They are people that use to sing and have dissing matches in old school Somali. They sit around in coffee shops talking and gossiping. They are people that walked miles together on foot to get to a better place. People that speak several languages but get berated when they speak one with an accent. They are people that talk about the people they met during qaxi ‘The fleeing’ as their dearest friends.They are the people that played and flirted on the beaches. That they are the people that lied to their parents about going out with guys. and for many they were the first to receive formal education in Somali. They are people that send money back home every month so that they can live in this country without a guilty mind. And they are the people that continuously pray for peace and long for home.
We always seem to forget about the lost generation as I like to call it. The generation that sacrificed the most for the next generation and suffered the most because of the previous one.
Let’s just give lne big round of applause to the generation that remember Somalia for what it was but never got to fully experience it into adulthood but yet they are the ones that that teach us to be proud of where we come from today.
Dear mama :)
Images of Nigerian women in Italy, victims of sex trafficking, taken by Elisabeth Cosimi.
Once in Europe, these young women are immediately put to work in order to pay a debt that can be as much as 50, 000 Euros. Reduced to the level of slavery, this young women are often forced to work up to 20 hours a day on the highway and some times in bad weather conditions.
First 3 of 15 photographs from the Quick Money photo reportage by Elisabeth Cosimi.
No. 1 Une fois arrivées en Europe, les jeunes femmes nigérianes sont immédiatement mises sur les trottoirs pour rembourser une dette qui s’élève à 50.000 euros. Réduites à l’état d’esclavage ces jeunes femmes doivent travailler parfois jusqu’à vingt heures par jour sur les bretelles d’autoroute et quelque soit les conditions climatiques.
No. 2 Jeune femme nigériane se prostituant sur les routes d’Italie aux abords de Naples.
No. 3 Cette Jeune fille nigériane victime de la traite reste cloitrée toute la journée chez un “bienfaiteur” d’origine italienne en attendant de pouvoir rembourser sa dette.