At the risk of sounding like an idiot: is it potentially traumatizing for young (almost always but not necessarily white) Americans who do not have a culture to speak of–who come from secular homes, whose parents don’t have ties to a specific country outside the states-whose culture is, in a way, defined entirely by American consumer culture and capitalism-to realize the evils of capitalism and abandon it? And by traumatic I mean a serious event, not to be taken lightly, that restructures your entire life and draws everything you love and take comfort from into question. I think yes. I think that’s one of the things I’m struggling with when I say I’m depressed, alienated from art and comfort, because all of the rituals of my childhood are in some way related to something I realize is evil now. I don’t think that’s nothing. I think realizing what has to burn and what you have left after it does is frightening. 

Thirsty Thursday

Work day got progressively more stupid so the wine started earlier. 

 My current huge work problem is actually a bit amusing since it’s a problem my main client created by trying to fire me a few months ago (Obviously failed to do so), which I’ve been waiting for the repercussions to fully blow up in their face & it finally has… But unfortunately I’m supposed to help them sort out the legal mess they created.

Long story short, I only had two glasses of wine at home so I decided to go out to the wine bar next to my flat since that’s closer than the grocery market. I somehow ended up at a British pub trivia night, but the team I crashed was far more interested in my “party trick” of memorizing all international capitals, their mayors, along with the various regions within countries & important cabinet members (It’s how I try to compensate for being an American in Europe, assuming everyone just thinks I’m dense haha). 

 Came home, not soberly finished unpacking and cleaned my entire flat as drunk me likes to do. 

 Now I’m wide awake at 4am because that’s another awful habit when I drink is I can’t stay asleep. I just wake up so thirsty, though I imagine that’s how I still manage to avoid hangovers at 25.

Romania protests: Inside the European parliament where the government could collapse at any moment

Protesters took to the streets of Bucharest for the ninth night running on Wednesday, with crowds braving heavy snow in the capital’s Piata Victoriei as the country’s ruling Social Democratic Party (PSD) and tens of thousands of people clamouring for its downfall continue to square off. The anti-corruption protests – the largest in Romania since the 1989 revolution – have been good-natured and violence-free, and last night’s gathering of around 7,000 people was in a similar vein.

Protesters chanted: “Day after day, we will stay” and the ubiquitous refrain of “Demisia” (“Resign”), and in a sea of home-made signs one that read: “Grindeanu [Prime Minister Sorin], you should do my washing up” stood out as an encapsulation both of the unceasing good cheer of the protesters and the toll beginning to be wrought on their everyday lives by the nightly protests.

The other political events of the day were relatively routine in the context of what has been an extraordinary week and a half in the EU’s second-poorest country. As expected, the PSD-led government, supported by the junior coalition partner, the Alliance of Democratic Liberals, comfortably survived a parliamentary vote of no confidence in the afternoon, with Mr Grindeanu using a speech to declare that there had been no good reason for the vote to have been held.

The day’s other main development came when President Klaus Iohannis, who has been sympathetic to the anti-graft protests, was booed and shouted at when he briefly tried to initiate dialogue with pro-PSD counter-demonstrators outside Cotroceni Palace.

On Thursday those “Demisa” protesters had part of their wish granted when Justice Minister Florin Iordache announced he was stepping down. “I’ve submitted my resignation. I say that all that I’ve done was legal,” Mr Iordache told reporters. The ruling Social Democrats will now propose a replacement and submit the name to Mr Iohannis, who has the right to reject it.

Through the whole process, however – the noise and colour of the anti-corruption demonstrators at Piata Victoriei, the speeches and mass walkouts in parliament, the frequently angry scenes at Cotroceni Palace and the often malign and misleading input of the country’s TV news channels – one uniting factor has stood out: nobody, but nobody, knows what is going to happen from here.

As unsure as the rest of the country is Serban Marinescu, a key figure in the new, progressive USR (Save Romania Union), which became parliament’s third-largest party after the recent elections and which backs the anti-corruption protests.

On Wednesday, Marinescu invited The Independent to spend some time in parliament as the day’s events unfolded. In a football pitch-sized colonnaded corridor (the Palace of the Parliament is a 1,100-room testament to former Communist leader Nicolae Ceasescu’s madness, and the world’s second-largest administrative building after the Pentagon) Marinescu hurried over and offered apologies for being so busy, before admitting that he and many others in his party are unclear on quite what they should be doing about the current situation aside from protesting.

“We know what the PSD is doing,” he told me. “We said during the campaign that their major interest is an attack on the judicial system. Now they are doing it and everybody is furious. But the situation is so dynamic and the government is acting so weirdly that we don’t know exactly what to do. We don’t know what to do because they don’t know what to do, so it’s a crazy situation. People are out on the streets but nobody really knows what’s going to happen next. It’s really confusing.”

Many in Marinescu’s party, a movement that sprang from the streets and which has no prior parliamentary experience at all within its ranks, were active during the protests in 2015 that brought down the previous PSD government of Victor Ponta, after a fire in the city’s Colectiv nightclub that killed 64 people. Ponta’s resignation (after which a technocratic government ruled the country for over a year until the elections in December) was achieved with 25,000 people on the streets, whereas last Sunday 250,000 gathered in Piata Victoriei.

So why has this much larger mobilisation so far failed to unseat Grindeanu and his government? “The political situation was a lot more unstable then,” Marinescu says. “Now they have the legitimacy of having recently won the elections, so they feel a lot bolder and are a lot less likely to bow to pressure.”

Where this deadlock between a deeply entrenched political elite and their supporters and a passionate and overwhelmingly youthful movement demanding an end to the rampant corruption that has plagued the country since the fall of communism will end is still anyone’s guess.

Best and worst-case scenarios are the primary conversational currency across Bucharest and the country at the moment, and it’s obvious Marinescu and others like him are minded to take an optimistic view, at least as they look to the medium term. He does see fit to warn of one outcome that he hopes doesn’t come to pass, however.

“The PSD are a populist party, and they’ve been emboldened by the strides made elsewhere by populist parties and movements. The good thing about them right now, though, is that, although they are populists and nationalists, they are not extremists. They are pro-European and generally pro status-quo because that’s what suits their agenda best.

“We’re all hoping that there doesn’t come a time when they decide they need to transform their party into an extremist, anti-European group like Orban’s Fidesz in Hungary, because if that happens then we’re screwed.”


I’m feeling a little homesick so I made this

1) Cameroon’s traditional attire
2) Erykah Badu finding her roots in us———— 3) the markings and patterns on the cloth are usually done by hand. Each symbol holds its own meaning.
4) bride and groom both wearing another Cameroon traditional print
5) Unity Palace (home of le president)
6) Monument de la Réunification (symbolizing the unity of French and English Cameroon). Can you guess who divided us up in the 1st place? 😒 Colonialism.
7) National Capital, Yaounde
8) Milla Roger. He is why you know about Cameroon’s football team. He is why you know about Eto'o. 1st African country to make it to the world cup quarter finals, thanks to him….and he basically coined the goal dance
9) My 2nd favorite fruit 😄

There is so much more! I left 10years ago. These are a few beauties I remember

cheonsajeonghan1004  asked:

I just saw your post about Chile and I hope you are alright and stay safe!!! I'll keep you in my thoughts and hope safety comes to you and your country very soon!!! Also if you ever need to talk I'm here please feel free :) <3 I promise I don't mind!!!

Thanks you! Actually I live in the capital and there are no problems, but it is devastating to see everything that is happening, the lives that have been lost, homes, forests and animals. There are many people and countries helping, so we must trust that everything will get better soon. I returned home today, I was helping as a volunteer, but I need an emotional and physical rest, but that is nothing that the people that live there is going through. Thanks again ♥ you’re so sweet ♥

the signs as things Steve Rogers (probably) says
  • Aries: water? no thank you, I'd much rather have a tall glass of independence
  • Taurus: [entering another country] [sniffs] well...this doesn't smell like the home of the brave
  • Gemini: boy I love waking up to the beautiful aroma of capitalism and frEEDOM
  • Cancer: what do you mean I don't have to do the pledge of allegiance before every meal
  • Leo: I love this country...the way it just.. [clenches fist] is free
  • Virgo: [screech of freedom]
  • Libra: what color are my underwear? well I'll have you know they are onLY RED, WHITE AND BLUE
  • Scorpio: what a country
  • Sagittarius: yes I sing the national anthem while showering ????
  • Capricorn: the only tea I drink is liber-tea
  • Aquarius: so what if I say "God bless America" after every sentence
  • Pisces: [sniffs] can you smell that? it smells like hard work and perseverance
“When I Say Chicago,” Nate Marshall

capital city of the flyover.
crown jewel of the jailhouse.
a town in love with its own blood,
a blood browned on its own history & funk.
this hometown of the riot & the riot gear,
the gang & the loitering law.
misfit blocks of dark skinned cousins &
thick knuckled Slavic uncles
who call each other their worst names.

what this country know about a rustbelt
dipped in salt & vinegar & sold as
marked up & rustic?

my city is the city.
not your close enough suburbs not
subject to the suppression of tape
& the tapping of phones.
how can you say anything about our blocks
& schools & children that you refuse to see.
you do not govern what you do not love.

when i say Chicago
i mean that first Haitian cat who could pronounce it right.
i don’t mean the fresh out of undergrad looking for adventure
& a consulting job.

when i say Chicago
i mean the stopped & frisked.
i mean the euphemism of frisk.
i mean the beat down & tight cuff.
i mean the drop off in Bridgeport
or Mount Greenwood.
i mean the lessons
taught to an uppity one.

when i say Chicago
i mean the lake
(& i mean all of it).
i mean the candy lady at Rainbow
& the paleta man at Calumet
& the kids careening across the green at Montrose
& the jogger in midwinter daring a death for fitness.

when i say Chicago
i mean Cabrini & Stateway & Ickes & Ida.
i mean the city i’ll tell my kids in the past tense.
i mean the rents that sometimes
make me mean Georgia or Indiana or Dolton.

when i say Chicago
I mean the restaurants with no chairs,
just a window & a bulletproof sneeze guard.
i mean a Michelin star for all the ethnics slanging
their seasoned meats & language.

when i say Chicago
i mean my mama’s house
that was my grandma’s house.
i mean the neighborhood
that was our neighborhood
because fear left
& we said:
we’ll make a home here
& we’ll stay.

I don't know what made me change my decision, but it saved my life.

So, I’ve been lurking on this sub for some time, and decided to share my experience, while not so frightening, it still gives me chills almost a decade after it happened. This is my first ever post on reddit, and english is not my first language, so bear with me.

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