rontebeje

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prosetitute:

decolonizehistory:

#handsoffassata

“My name is Assata (“she who struggles”) Olugbala ( ”for the people” ) Shakur (“the thankful one”), and I am a 20th century escaped slave. Because of government persecution, I was left with no other choice than to flee from the political repression, racism and violence that dominate the US government’s policy towards people of color. I am an ex political prisoner, and I have been living in exile in Cuba since 1984. I have been a political activist most of my life, and although the U.S. government has done everything in its power to criminalize me, I am not a criminal, nor have I ever been one. In the 1960s, I participated in various struggles: the black liberation movement, the student rights movement, and the movement to end the war in Vietnam. I joined the Black Panther Party. By 1969 the Black Panther Party had become the number one organization targeted by the FBI’s COINTELPRO program. because the Black Panther Party demanded the total liberation of black people, J. Edgar Hoover called it “greatest threat to the internal security of the country” and vowed to destroy it and its leaders and activists.”

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fotojournalismus:

Hussein Gallo, 7, stands by a mural of Nelson Mandela in the Soweto township in Johannesburg, South Africa on June 7, 2013.
[Credit : Jerome Delay/AP]

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humanrightswatch:

A woman from Cassoca shows a gold nugget panned that day by a member of her family that would earn enough income to cover a month’s expenses. Residents from Cassoca expressed concern that once they are relocated, they would lose access to gold panning, which is an important source of secondary income for the community.
© 2013 Samer Muscati/Human Rights Watch

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fotojournalismus:

An elderly Indian widow hangs clothes to dry inside her small living quarter at an Ashram in Varanasi, India on May 27, 2013. In India, being a widow remains one of the worst stigmas. When her husband dies, the widow often becomes a pariah, excluded from family gatherings for fear the mere fall of her shadow will bring bad luck and tragedy. In the North, many journey to the holy cities of Vrindavan and Varanasi, where they beg, and are paid a pittance to recite prayers in the temple as they wait for the end.
[Credit : Rajesh Kumar Singh/AP]

ethiopienne:

fuckyeablackart:

Black Women in Advertising by ~AlexandraDal

“and my ‘natural hair’ better be loosely curled okay”

"Vulnerability is the only authentic state. Being vulnerable means being open, for wounding, but also for pleasure. Being open to the wounds of life means also being open to the bounty and beauty. Don’t mask or deny your vulnerability: it is your greatest asset. Be vulnerable: quake and shake in your boots with it. The new goodness that is coming to you, in the form of people, situations, and things can only come to you when you are vulnerable and open."

Stephen Russell (via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: internal-acceptance-movement, via ethiopienne)

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"If you are reading this in the United States or Canada, whose land are you on, dear reader? What are the specific names of the Native nation(s) who have historical claim to the territory on which you currently read this article? What are their histories before European invasion? What are their historical and present acts of resistance to colonial occupation? If you are like most people in the United States and Canada, you cannot answer these questions. And this disturbs me."

Qwo-Li Driskill (Cherokee), “Doubleweaving Two-Spirit Critiques: Building Alliances between Native and Queer Studies” (via nepantlastrategies)

(via ethiopienne)

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