until as a black woman I can walk around without being stereotyped, judged, labelled as “angry” “hostile” “aggressive” “ratchet” “ghetto” “dirty” and many other adjectives assumed before getting to know me, I won’t be happy.

until as a black woman I can watch tv, go to movies, look at billboards, ads or whatever else and see just as many black girls as white girls or lighter skin, I won’t be happy.

until I can walk out of my house and know that the way I look isn’t the standard of “ugly” in many people’s eyes and that people will see people with my skin color and features off the bat as just as pretty as lighter girls/white girls and not just “pretty for a black girl”, I won’t be happy.

until I don’t have to be twice as good as a white person to get the same job or opportunities, I won’t be happy.

until I stop hearing, “you wanna be white”, “you’re not like other black girls”, “you’re not a real black person”, “you’re an oreo”, because I don’t fit into your stereotype of what a black person is, I won’t be happy.

until people of other races stop invalidating that racism is still alive and well and saying things like “everything isn’t a race issue”, “you’re making something out of nothing”, I won’t be happy.

until my people stop getting killed every day just for being black and minding our business trying to live, I won’t be happy.

until girls of my skintone stop getting slandered by men of our own race every day and constantly disrespected and insulted with things like “roach” “ugly dark girls”, I won’t be happy.

until being darkskinned is looked at as just as desirable and beautiful in society, I won’t be happy.

I’m sick of people (especially non black people) telling me I should be happy and that I’m making a big deal of certain issues, because as a black woman in this world, we’re placed at the bottom of the totem pole in this world, we have the entire world against us, we have every right in the world not to be “happy”.

WOC voicing the Gems of Steven Universe

Black Gems

Garnet

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Voice actress Estelle

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Jasper

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Actress Kimberly Brooks

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Sapphire

Actress Erica Luttrell

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Asian Gems

Pearl

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Amethyst

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Lapis


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Peridot

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Voice Actress: Shelby Rabara 


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Alexandrite

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Ruby

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biracial Black and Asian Gem Actresses

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Just shedding light on mental health in the POC community. For those who are unaware, July is National Minority Mental Health Month. To all my followers, I know 99.8% of y'all are of color lol sooo on the real please if you ever need someone to talk to about anything I am here!

I’ve been through a lot of mental issues dealing with family issues since the time I was like 10. And sometimes those issues still bother me. I barely of ever told anyone, especially my family that I was hurting. But we all hurt and we all need someone to talk to. So if you need to do it. Just do it!!

Don’t let what our families tell us inhibit you from seeking help. Perhaps you can’t afford psychological services. So if that’s the case, try to find local community clinics or counsellors. They’re here and they’re here to help. Love you all!

You thought rain was romantic and dreamed of Mr Darcy kisses, with his wet hair tickling your eyelids and becoming entangled in your lashes, reading the lines of unsaid words between reticent glances and feeling your heartbeat resonate like drums within you, quivering at the possibility of your song echoing and being heard.

You believed in love and life and slept in overgrown grass in the early spring, shivering from the cold of the gales and shuddering at the heat from above, and catnapped at the wishful thought that the sky above, the clearest and brightest blue you have ever seen, would stay constant.

You demanded dreams of floating, of trembling voices that whispered of love in fear, in fairy lights, in thunderstorms that rattled windows and rustled curtains, and in plastic glow-in-the-dark stickers of stars and the blinking fluorescent tubes from the apartment beside yours outlining the profiles of people you loved through the reigning chaos.

You believed that Indian summers were not an occurrence but a clairvoyance felt upon leaning against a scorching telephone pole in the middle of the day, fleeing from the heat to beneath eucalypt trees or hearing words like “juniper”.

You thought there was something precious about the moments before you fall asleep, something humane and child-like, and that lying down next to someone in the middle of the night with open windows that let winter seep in was the only time when you needn’t doubt that what they say is the truth.

You dreamed that the first time someone called you beautiful, they’d splutter like they hadn’t expected to say it out loud, that you’d be able to feel a smirk crawl across your face, not in malice, but just because you couldn’t give away that all it took was one word and a twinkling to fall in love, not yet.

—  Six Things I Thought I Knew (Six Things I Need To Teach Myself Again So I Can Be Happy), Pooja Tirunagari

[Villa for Mme Valadji in Heliopolis by architect Charles Ayrout 1938-39] 

Source: Cairobserver


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Cairobserver’s Mohamed Elshahed builds here a stunning case in favor of Egypt’s often forgotten modernism.

He starts by reviewing the main reasons the ‘White City’ of Tel Aviv was added to the UNESCO’s world heritage sites. It is supposed to hold something “none of the European or North-Africa realizations” has in terms of “local, cultural quality of the sites” and “plurality of the creative trends of modernism”.

Taking Cairo, a city he knows well (subject of his doctoral thesis), the Cairoberver breaks one by one these statements. Modernism in Egypt was much more ‘authentic’ and 'culturally driven’ than it was in Israel.

“In the case of the “White City,” the majority of the participating architects were admittedly imported, European transplants. Furthermore, much of the work celebrated in the “White City” was from the 1920s-1940s when the state this World Heritage site belongs to did not yet exist.
Following the current narrative, the work of Egyptian/Arab architects Ali Labib Gabr, Charles Ayrout, Antoine Selim Nahas and others in Egypt isn’t representative of Egyptian architectural identity while the work of Mendelsohn and other European architects is an authentic expression of Israeli modernity!”

After many overt facts and strikingly interesting argumentative, the conclusion encompasses much more than just urbanism and architecture: “The 2003 inclusion of the “White City” has provided a physical and architectural proof of one of Israel’s founding myths that it is “the only Modern country in the region”. This contrasts with the emphasis on Egypt as an ancient country by the Sadat and Mubarak regimes (at the expense of Egypt’s modern heritage). Following Nadia Abu El Haj, who focuses on Israel’s manipulation of archeology and ancient heritage, I argue that the “White City” is also being used to provide “facts on the ground” to legitimize a certain myth or narrative about the state as a white modern haven amidst a brown and unmodern Middle East.”