R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit
this is the only september 11th post I’m reblogging
tomorrow is september 11th. to all my muslims, please be careful. please.
especially in NYC where i ride metro daily, especially the main train that takes me directly to world trade center so i can transfer to other trains, be careful.
if you can, try to avoid using the train or any public places where you assume is unsafe.
there are crazy people out there. allah ma3ak.
Someone said “Are you really so stupid to think that Africa has the same technological advances as us? If they did they would probably have clean water and not live in houses made of sticks and mud. Get over yourself and stop being so ignorant.”….. Below is a tiny collection of images of the Africa they refuse to show you..
I’m sorry you’ve been made to believe that the whole of Africa is poor, I really am..
Reblogging for those of you who think Africa is only what the media and movies portrays it to be
only white supremacy could possibly explain believing a continent the size of Africa consists entirely of poor everything.
Mandela’s South Africa: Average Income and population racial group.
Dear white people still complaining about BEE (Black Economic Empowerment) as you can see in the chart above, you have clearly benefited greatly in the new South Africa while my people continue to suffer.
Sincerely, tired of your bullshit.
In response to anyone who thinks they have an fierce inner black woman in them and is not in fact, a black woman
See the thing about that fire and that “fierceness” is that it’s born out of our oppression, out of always being told that we are ugly, that our bodies are too fat or too muscular, that we don’t have the right kind of hair — and having to deconstruct all those things and tell ourselves that we are beautiful even though society is telling us that we are not.
That strength is born out of always having to defend ourselves against white supremacy and anti-black-woman-patriachy. From years of not seeing ourselves represented in anything aligned with beauty, of buying products that are made to make us look like not ourselves.
So there is no way you could have an inner black woman in you. You have not experienced our struggle, you don’t know it, you haven’t lived it, and you can’t imagine it.
See, you can’t sit with us, because we haven’t been able to sit at your table since our existence in this country. And while we were being excluded from your table we made our own, and it is fabulous and fly. And of course you now want to try and have a seat at our table, take our table, use it and ignore all the labor that went into creating THAT table.
But nah, sorry boo boo.
You ain’t never going to be us, you can try to wear your hair like us, you can try to dance like us, talk like us, wish you were us, but know this —
White gay men & white women make me so sick with this shit, you could never in your saltine, tapioca, white bread, mayonnaise life ever encompass even a half of a percent of what a Black woman is.