poverty in africa

When A Liberal Bad Mouths America, It’s Because They Haven’t Been Anywhere....

What gets me about liberals, is they probably have NO idea about the world in general. Yet, they wouldn’t sit down with me for five minutes to hear about the REAL world. I’ve been places people! Europe (England, Scotland, France, Belgium, Spain, Norway, Germany), Africa (Nigeria, Morocco), Asia (China, Japan, South Korea), Southeast Asia (Malaysia), South America (Venezuela), Mexico, Trinidad, Gibraltar, and the Bahamas (Freeport). I’ve been to all those places. And I’m not talking about ‘vacation’ spots. I’m talking about where the people of these countries REALLY live. I’ve been in Nigeria where I had to have armed guards around me 24 hours a day. You know why? Because there were over 120 million Nigerians who lived hand to mouth every day. They lived in corrugated tin and rotted wood shacks with dirt floors and would cut my throat for a dime if they could get to me. I was rolled by security for one thousand Naira in the Lagos airport. I was rolled by security for a bag of candied popcorn at the Port Harcourt airport. You do not resist. You give them what they want or you will have a whole new ‘welcome to Nigeria’ experience. I saw a naked woman outside our compound, bathing in an algae infested mud hole because she didn’t have a home or running water. You want to talk about how sorry THIS country is? I’ve seen the oppressed. With my own eyes. I bought my Nigerian bodyguards a beer ONE time, and then was told they would kill for me. For a beer!!!! I’ve seen squalor, disease, pestilence, danger, suffering and misery in my travels, Mr. and Ms. Liberal. What have YOU seen? I’ve seen people taxed to death in Europe. I’ve seen where women are nothing more than third class citizens and used as furniture in Asia, Southeast Asia and Africa. I’ve been in airports with pigs, goats and chickens running loose. I have had to go through military checkpoints, wondering if a trigger happy soldier might just mow us down with his automatic rifle. I have seen an AK put up against someone’s head and was praying the thing didn’t go off. I have seen people brutalized because they did not back their car up fast enough from an intersection to let us by. I was almost kidnapped in Malaysia. I had to fight my way out of two bars in China. I have been to places where twenty year old women would let me do anything I wanted to them for a chance to come to the U.S. I didn’t, but I could have. I have seen men work their asses off for pay that a hamburger flipper here would laugh at. And you know where I thank God I live? Do you know where I kiss the ground? It’s here, Mr. and Mrs. Liberal. For no matter how bad and ugly and repulsive you think the USA is, there is NO place in the world better to be. You need to thank whatever god you pray to that this is where you live, and then take your liberalistic crap and throw it away. Drop on your knees and be grateful for where you were born and live, people. Or else go out and see for yourself. Then come back and tell me how sorry this country is. Nuff said.

“I arrived at this refugee camp as a toddler and an orphan. My father was killed during the civil war, some bandits robbed his livestock and shot him in the process. Growing up was tough, and if I reflect on it, I get teary-eyed. I remember as a kid, we were so poor that I had to wear plastic bags as clothes so that I could attend school. At the time, I assumed it was normal to be this poor where you couldn’t afford normal clothes. In a way, I’m glad that I thought it was normal because it kept me going so that I could finish my school. I didn’t see it as an excuse; otherwise, I would have engaged in self-pity, feeling sorry for my family and myself that we were this dirt-poor instead of changing our situation. So there is always a silver-lining in every situation. We are not as poor as we used to be, thank God. I am currently training to be a human rights lawyer as I want to make sure that other poor Somali children have some chance at life.”

(Dadaab Refugee Camp)

“Waxaan imid xerradan qaxootiga anigoo ilmo yar ah hadana agoon ah. Aabbahay waxaa lagu dilay dagaaladii sookeeye, kooxo hubaysan xoolihiisi dhacay kadibna toogtay. In aan xaladaas ku koro waxay ahayd mid aad xanuun badan, markasta  eego xaladaas ilmo iga soo dadata. Waxaan xasuusto caruurnimadaydi waxaanu ahayn faqiir markaa waxaan xiran jiray  bacaha balaastiig ah  si aan iskuulka u tago. Wakhtigaas waxaan u malaynaya in ay ahayd marxalad caadi ah sababto ah in aan laga iibsan karayn dhar halkan. Si kale hadii aan u eego, waan ku faraxsanahay in la igu yiraahdo waa caadi sababto ah waxay ii fududaysay in aan dhamaysto iskuulka hadii kale, waxaan ku dhici laha marxalad kale, qoyskaygana waxaan ku keeni laha in ay ka xumaadaan in aanu ahayn kuwo aad u faqiir ah, halkii aan xaaladas iska bedeli laha, Markas waxaa jirta in marlaxad kastoo ay leedahay qayb fiican. Hada manihin faqiir sidii aanu ahaan jirnay markii hore. Hadda waxaan barta sidii aan u noqon laha abukaate u dooda xuquuqda bani’adamka waxaan doonaya in aan hubsado in cunug kasta  oo Soomaali ah  uu helo fursad nololeed.”

(Xerada Qaxootiga ee Dhadhaab)

"It is easy to romanticize poverty, to see poor people as inherently lacking agency and will. It is easy to strip them of human dignity, to reduce them to objects of pity. This has never been clearer than in the view of Africa from the American media, in which we are shown poverty and conflicts without any context." ― Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Here’s a sneak peek of a drawing I did for the @heroine-artbook, a zine about female protagonists ᕙ( •̀ ◡ •́ )ᕗ
The proceeds will be donated to Camfed, a non-profit organization with the goal of eradicating poverty in Africa through the education and empowerment of young girls.
Can you guess who I got to draw? She’s the main character of my favorite TV show ♡

anonymous asked:

In your crowdfunding posts, are you talking about transthetics' "new" (nonexistent) product, or something else?

Not exclusively–it was mostly about all those “it’s Uber… for avocados” and “it’s a smartwatch… to end poverty in Africa” pitches on Indiegogo–but… yeah, that was what started me thinking.

For those out of the loop.

Although when I did more reading about Transthetics, I decided I don’t want to write his project off as a scam, for two reasons:

1. He has produced some real products (thar be dicks here) which by all accounts are very good.  So he does have some relevant skills and experience and the ability to deliver a finished product.

2. His own promises are a lot more realistic than the ones being made on his behalf.  It seems like the Tumblr cycle has kind of gone like this:

Transthetics guy: I want to make a pack-n-play that has a naturalistic erection mechanism and a couple other cool features.

Tumblr: Hey look!  This guy is going to make a 100% perfect bionic penis that can independently sense sexual arousal and receive/transmit sexual sensations and do literally everything that a flesh penis does in exactly the same way and this is the solution to dysphoria for everyone forever!

I can’t really blame Transthetics guy himself for that.

CHILDREN OF THE WORLD / CONGO (DRC) - As I travel around the world on various assignments, I never tire of taking photos of children. Not only are they so picturesque as only children can be, but they also represent a hope in them that can’t be found in any other type of images. In their joys and in their despair, in their riches and in their poverty, my heart goes out to them. I want to lift them up to the word and shout, “Look, this is the future! The future is in their hands!” I sometimes wonder, though, what kind of future will they have … I was on assignment in the Congo, doing a story about rebels, atrocities and victims of a brutal civil war. i spotted this young boy in the town of Goma. Such a sweet innocent look he had, and he was obviously extremely poor. So far his poverty and circumstances of life haven’t soured him, or so it seems. May it forever be so! 

This is horrible!
This South African organization literally depicts a “black” child as… a wealthy “white” woman’s lap dog. Complete with feeding him treats for fetching the newspaper.

This goes to show that even those with (I’m assuming) good intentions often do not understand their own (over)privilege. Let alone the position of others. This is never more true than with the (socially constructed) concept of race. The producers of this piece of shit  video understand the privilege associated with class. However, the fact that race and whiteness was created to distribute privilege, while blackness was created to take it away, is lost on these…::ehum::.. folks.

The everyday abuse and ostracization of POC and their bodies is exemplified in this video, where in an attempt to expose on social injustice, they partake in another.