I got to see the #MagnaCarta at the #MFA #museum !!! (at Museum of Fine Arts, Boston)
"Don’t wear a hoodie if you don’t want to be mistaken for a criminal and shot."
"Don’t get drunk at a party if you don’t want to be sexually assaulted."
"Don’t argue with a cop if you don’t want to get killed."
"Don’t walk home by yourself if you don’t want to get raped."
Victim blaming 101: Everyone should live in fear from ever doing anything.
At least 21 cultural varieties of same-sex relationships have long been part of traditional African life, as demonstrated in a new report that is designed to dispel the confusion and lies surrounding Uganda’s Anti-Homosexuality Bill.
The following discussion and the 21…
Cosmetics companies = billions and billions of dollars of profits for men from the pockets of women.
GOD DAMN IT
Men profit off of women’s insecurity, in so many ways.
I was enjoying a nice quit Saturday evening, when suddenly this guy felt the need to inform me that my language is dead. Sub7aanAllah, I didn’t know that.
I should hurry to inform my parents who speak to me everyday in this dead language. And oh God no, it’s even fitna. I must tell my fellow Imazighen immediately that we can’t defend it and stop demanding its legitimate place in Moroccan education, politics, media,… But I’m confused here: it’s dead, but powerful enough to cause division?
I’m laughing while writing this, amused by how people keep repeating to me how I should serve an Arab unity by giving up my mother tongue, saying it is inferior to Arabic, assimilating myself and calling myself an Arab. I didn’t respond to that guy, but I’m glad to see how he explained his point to other Imazighen.
That tweet I shared two days ago about how French and Arabic are used against me since childhood tells a part of a long story of my life. It includes me getting upset at the age of 9 or 10 in a school in the Flemish region of Belgium where I had one hour a week of ‘Arabic lessons’ taught by a Moroccan teacher who spoke only a little bit of Dutch, and communicated with us in Arabic and French. He did his best to teach Moroccan kids - almost every one of them was an Amazigh - about Morocco the way the Moroccan government instructed him to. So he sometimes talked about how Arabic is the language of Morocco, and I once responded that he shouldn’t forget Tachelhit and Tarifit. He said I was wrong, and those where “just dialects, like Darija. They are languages of the streets..”. I couldn’t use Arabic or French to defend myself. This is one of the reasons why I sometimes threw something at him. He would of course hit me back..
I’m sharing this to make clear how I’ve never accepted a secondclass position for the indigenous language(s) of the country where I was born. And I’m used to hearing all kinds of crap about how we are backwards or inferior to others. Those who can’t live with the fact that we have our own words and will continue to use them, from Morocco to Egypt, can hit their head against a wall. Or they can try to understand that I won’t accept a ‘unity’ built on the oppression of people who don’t speak their language.