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October 7th, 2011

I want women of America to see my situation

Today, Simin Barakzai reached her sixth consecutive day of a hunger strike to the death in a tent in front of the Afghan parliament building.

Barakzai, a member of parliament from Herat, is camped out to protest her unseating from the parliament, along with eight other legislators, on accusations of voter fraud. Yesterday, doctors administered serum to keep her kidneys from failing.

The parliament has been in an uproar since a tribunal recommended the removal of 62 parliament members due to “electoral fraud.” The tribunal was appointed by President Karzai after his opposition gained an unexpected number of seats in the 2010 elections. Karzai, facing criticism at home and abroad, overruled its decision and returned authority in the matter to the Independent Election Commission, which eventually recommended the removal of just nine ministers–most of whom had no powerful connections to stand up for them. Barakzai is one of those nine.

Ms. writer Zareen Taj spoke in person with Barakzai on Wednesday. Here is the legislator’s message to American women:

America is losing life and money for this country; you are sending your sons and daughters to fight in Afghanistan. Why does your embassy join with government of Afghanistan to withdraw nine elected parliamentarians who have support of people and bring nine appointed people to replace us? I cannot believe democracy has become so meaningless for the politicians of America. My request for the women of America is to ask their government why this happened.

I was not a warlord. I had no money, and no power. I was just simple journalist, someone who felt pain of people, who loved the women of Afghanistan, children of Afghanistan and her country. That was the reason I entered in politics. I am not for political power. I just want justice.

I want women of America to see my situation. This is my life. This is the life of a member of parliament in Afghanistan.

Today is my fourth day; nobody has come to ask me that what my demand is. There is an American embassy in Afghanistan, yet nobody has come from America embassy to ask me, What is your name and what is your pain?

Where are those women who claim that they are fighting for rights of women in Afghanistan? I request that the women of America ask their ambassador, If not this, what you are doing there in Afghanistan?

You can contact the Afghan embassy here.

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October 7th, 2011

"For John, Who Begs Me Not To Enquire Further Not that it was beautiful, but that, in the end,…"

For John, Who Begs Me Not To Enquire Further


Not that it was beautiful,
but that, in the end, there was
a certain sense of order there;
something worth learning
in that narrow diary of my mind,
in the commonplaces of the asylum
where the cracked mirror
or my own selfish death
outstared me.
And if I tried
to give you something else,
something outside of myself,
you would not know
that the worst of anyone
can be, finally,
an accident of hope.
I tapped my own head;
it was a glass, an inverted bowl.
It is a small thing
to rage in your own bowl.
At first it was private.
Then it was more than myself;
it was you, or your house
or your kitchen.
And if you turn away
because there is no lesson here
I will hold my awkward bowl,
with all its cracked stars shining
like a complicated lie,
and fasten a new skin around it
as if I were dressing an orange
or a strange sun.
Not that it was beautiful,
but that I found some order there.
There ought to be something special
for someone
in this kind of hope.
This is something I would never find
in a lovelier place, my dear,
although your fear is anyone’s fear,
like an invisible veil between us all…
and sometimes in private,
my kitchen, your kitchen,
my face, your face.
—Anne Sexton



- I am totally not crying.
October 7th, 2011

theswingingsixties: 1963 beach house interior design. I am…



theswingingsixties:

1963 beach house interior design.

I am destroyed by time.

October 7th, 2011

"there is no evidence to support the claims of me hiding in the bathroom reading pride and prejudice…"

“there is no evidence to support the claims of me hiding in the bathroom reading pride and prejudice on my phone from 2:32 to 2:51 in order to push my sign-out time forward half an hour”

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eating dictionaries

 I really love you.

October 7th, 2011

"‘Explore me,’ you said and I collected my ropes, flasks and maps, expecting to be back home soon. I…"

“‘Explore me,’ you said and I collected my ropes, flasks and maps, expecting to be back home soon. I dropped into the mass of you and I cannot find the way out. Sometimes I think I’m free, coughed up like Jonah from the whale, but then I turn a corner and recognise myself again. Myself in your skin, myself lodged in your bones, myself floating in the cavities that decorate every surgeon’s wall. That is how I know you. You are what I know.”

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Jeanette Winterson, Written on the body (1992)

This book is so painful, so painfilled, it hurts just to think about it.

October 7th, 2011

bmichael: cordjefferson: Have you guys heard about this cool…



bmichael:

cordjefferson:

Have you guys heard about this cool white woman named Rihanna?

What he said.

wow.

October 7th, 2011

sarahdeetz: This is Lady Pink, one of the only female graffiti…



sarahdeetz:

This is Lady Pink, one of the only female graffiti artists active in the ’80s. Jenny Holzer, famous for her feminist postmodern “Truisms,” designed this shirt and Lady Pink wore it around NYC. 

October 7th, 2011

Life.



Life.

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October 7th, 2011

“How am i condescending? Clearly you don’t get the movement.”—the best internet…

“How am i condescending? Clearly you don’t get the movement.”—the best internet comment of all time.