Remember where you were when you heard that a police officer could legally kill an unarmed teenager without consequence.
Remember Michael Brown and Trayvon Martin and Tamir Rice and the countless black children slaughtered by a corrupt country’s police force.
Remember the 43 young people in Mexico who were needlessly killed to stop them protesting, and remember the size of the protests that followed.
Remember the injustice at the Brazilian World Cup and how the sport was seen as more important than the people.
Remember the Nigerian schoolgirls who still are not home.
Remember the images of Hong Kong students being tear gassed for challenging the legitimacy of their democracy.
Remember when President Putin invaded the Ukraine.
Remember Gaza’s hospitals being bombed by Israeli forces and the small Palestinian children who died innocently playing in the street after their homes had been destroyed.
Remember when the meaning of the name Isis changed.
Remember watching the world raising their arms above their heads and asking their ‘protectors’ not to shoot.
These are the things that are important. These are a part of the story of humanity. We are all a part of this narrative. Some of us have bigger roles, but this world belongs to all of us. One day your children or grandchildren will be asking you questions about this time.
Remember how old you are this year.
Remember what point you are at in your life.
Remember how seeing the world around you change made you feel. and how you reacted.
Remember the conversations you had with friends and loved ones. and how they reacted.
Remember how you cried. Or how you did not.
Remember how shocked you were. Or how you were not.
Remember the loss. The individuals. The movements. The injustice. The change. How nothing was ever the same again.
power 2 the people of revolution in Brazil…strength 2 your struggle for affordable public transportation,education & healthcare. stand up to homophobia ( we don’t need a cure for being born gay) Stand up to discrimination & prejudice. keep fighting the good fight with out violence .we hear you around the world. - lady miss Kier
It must be a pain in the ass to see all these posts about what's supposedly happening over there. I'm glad to see you calling it out when you see it and I really respect the patience you have.
omg you have no idea i’m so fed up.
like, there’s NOTHING happening here, just some middle class babies throwing tantrums. Like, their candidate wasn’t elected and they got sooooo fucking mad, so now they’re making these “protests” (more in the state of são paulo, unfortunately my state) bc they want an impeachment and military intervention/military dictatorship (and we’ve been through one already in the past) and honestly they don’t know what the hell they want they’re just mad bc their shitty ass candidate wasn’t elected and i get so fucking pissed bc there’s this girl i follow who’s reblogging a lot of posts saying there’s a “revolution” happening here AND THERE’S NOT UGH
The South Has Risen Again… in Brazil — Meet the “Confederados”
No one has determined how many Americans immigrated to Brazil in the years following the end of the American Civil War. As noted in unpublished research, Betty Antunes de Oliveira found in port records of Rio de Janeiro that some 20,000 Americans entered Brazil from 1865 to 1885. Other researchers have estimated the number at 10,000. An unknown number returned to the United States when conditions in the southern US improved. Most immigrants adopted Brazilian citizenship
In the east of Brazil, two hours away from Sao Paulo, there’s a small community that has a direct blood link with people from the southern United States. They call themselves “Confederados”. Families with last names like Thomas, Strong or Williamson are living proof of the American emigration from Brazil that started after the Civil War. They left the devastation in the southern states to start over in Brazil, which was still a slaveholder nation. The Americans brought with them their expertise in farming, especially cotton, and helped start an agricultural revolution in Brazil. The descendants of these first immigrants are very proud of their roots and while they display the confederate flag proudly, they insist they are not racist and they denounce slavery.
The descendants foster a connection with their history through the Associação Descendência Americana (American Descendants Association), a descendant organization dedicated to preserving their unique mixed culture.