Latest Posts by erubaba - Page 8
Karma.
My hometown, Nainari Lagoon. Burned skin while taking the pics but worth it ^^ (Y u so hot Sonora?)
I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THIS AND THERE ARE TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE
Yep...
Cuando sales de tu ciudad por un tiempo y te regresas en verano... Luego recuerdas porque te fuiste en primer lugar. xD
Mexico
We know you think you know our culture. But you don’t know the half of it.
Jalisco, Mexico
Oaxaca, Mexico
Chiapas, Mexico
Yucatan, Mexico
Guerrero, Mexico
Veracruz, Mexico
And that’s still not even the half of it.
Because I have no life, I made for myself a sketchbook. Art from koikii.deviantart.com.
Ok heres the thing, after almost an hour arguing with an american tourist at a SAMs Club, no offense but if you gonna come to Mexico to visit w/e u wanna visit, know w/e city u wanna know and if you dont know the language, at least have someone who can be your translator, cuz you know? Mexico is a country in which people speaks spanish, sadly 99.99% of mexicans speaks spanish only so if you get mad because no one understand you and you pull the "at least learn english" in Mexico, you got a problem, US is not the center of the universe, better learn that when you wanna visit another country. Cuz if not, you gonna have a mob of "frijoleros" going after you, like the redneck I tried to help but turned out to be an asshole at Sams club.
This is a forward by a brave girl of what happened in the indigo flight yesterday with her ! 'This man on the seat behind mine, put his fingers in the seat g...
I rarelly get myself in this kind of arguements but seriously this picture that appeared in my FB kinda pissed me off. I have never called myself a feminist but I belive that women needs equality. This cant be happening in the modern day, the fking 21st century. This is the gawd dam 2015 not the 1940 cmon! This cant appear at any place, either FB or Tumblr or the dam Tv. We need to teach our sons to respect first themselfs, then others and think that we all are the same, regardless of gender, sexual orientation, beliefs, color, nationality. Appreciate your man efforts, is that not sexist? The fuck man, Jeebus! (Forgive my english, I'm mexican and being mad doesnt helps much ¬¬)
Leelah’s mom is trying to remove her suicide note from her blog (lazerprincess). Screenshot her words. Spread them like wildfire.
If you are in Tumblr, and don’t live in Mexico, I need you to reblog this until it gets to many countries. The government of my country is taking people away. They are suffering of torture. Physical and psychological. They are spreading terror. Tonight, the 8th of november,...
Responsible Me Vs Gamer Me You played Destiny game already, you dont need it, rent it if you will but dont buy it...What are you doing? Why are you parking at Blockbuster? Dont go in the store!! Dont go in!! Dammit get out of this store right now! Dont you da....Put the game down! Put it down! Gawd dammit! dont!.... Fuck....I bought the game. Gawd damn you Inner Gamer! Damn you!
A Response to ‘Women Against Feminism.’
Imagine this:
The year is 2014. You are a white Western woman. You wake up in the morning in a comfortably sized house or flat. You have a full or part-time job that enables you to pay your rent or mortgage. You have been to school and maybe even college or university as well. You can read and write and count. You own a car or have a driver’s licence. You have enough money in your own bank account to feed and clothe yourself. You have access to the Internet. You can vote. You have a boyfriend or girlfriend of your choosing, who you can also marry if you want to, and raise a family with. You walk down the street wearing whatever you feel like wearing. You can go to bars and clubs and sleep with whomever you want.
Your world is full of freedom and possibility.
Then you pick up a newspaper or go online. You read about angry women ranting about sexism and inequality. You see phrases like ‘rape-culture’ and ‘slut-shaming.’ You furrow your brow and think to yourself: ‘What are they so angry about? There is no such thing as sexism anymore.’
Now imagine this:
The year is 2013. You are a 25 year-old Pakistani woman. A few months ago, you married the man you love. A man you choose for yourself. You are also pregnant with his child. You see your life stretching out before you, filled with hope and happiness. Suddenly, you and your husband are dragged away from each other. You are both beaten with bricks and batons. You can’t fight back. You can’t escape. No one comes to help you. Through your fading vision, you look up, and look into the eyes of one of your assailants: into the eyes of your father.
The year is 2013. You are a 23 year-old Indian woman. You are a physiotherapy student with a promising career ahead of you. You are sitting on a private bus travelling home alone on a warm December evening. You gaze out of the window as the buildings of New Dheli rush past you and feel content. Suddenly, a blunt force hits the back of your head and you fall to the floor of the bus. A group of strange men are standing over you. They bring the metal bar down on you again and again and again until all you can taste is the blood filling up your mouth. You pray that you will die soon. And you do, but not then. You are raped, beaten, and tortured over and over again. Death is slow and agonising.
The year is 2014. You are a 13 year-old girl from Niger. You no longer live there though. You are now living in the neighbouring country Nigeria, sitting alone in small room on a small bed in a small apartment high above the city of Kano. You are not allowed to leave. Your stomach is swollen from the unwanted life growing inside of it. You had no choice. The father is a man in his 40s. He is a businessman. He has bought you as his wife. You were a penniless, uneducated girl when he came for you. You don’t know of any life you could have had. Neither did your family: just one less mouth for them to feed. You still have the body of a child, and it’s straining under the pressure from the one inside of you. You feel like you’re about to be split in two. You don’t wonder if you will survive the birth. A part of you doesn’t want to.
These are fictionalised accounts of real events that have happened to real women living in our world today. They follow the past 250 years of women and men campaigning for women to be given equal rights to men to prevent these kinds of injustices and abuses on the grounds of gender taking place. Over the course of this time, campaigners – Feminists, both female and male – have been locked up, beaten, tortured, and even killed, in the pursuit of equality. They did this with pen and ink and print; they did this with their voices; they did this with their bodies; they did this with art and music; they did in courts of law and halls and houses of government that they fought be to allowed into.
They did this so that women would no longer been seen as property, livestock, breeding machines, sex objects, punching bags, or infantile morons. They did this not just for themselves, but also for their daughters, and their daughters, and their daughters for generations to come. They did this for women they would never meet – women who lived across countries, across vast oceans, across the entire globe, and even across time.
They did this so that women like me – a white Western woman – could attend school and university; to learn to read, write, and think critically; to gain a degree; to get a job and be paid an equal salary to a man in the same position; and to sit here with my own computer and type all of this.
Feminism is a movement for freedom, equality, choice, love, compassion, respect, solidarity, and education. We may argue, we may disagree, we may struggle to understand the choices and perspectives of others sometimes, but these core beliefs of the movement have never changed, and they never will.
That is why I am a Feminist.
If you feel that you have so far lived your life unaffected by even the mildest form of sexism – anything from feeling uncomfortable when a man catcalls you in the street, to feeling scared walking home alone at night in a secluded area – and are treated with love and respect by every man in your life, then to you I say: I’m glad for you. If you don’t think you need feminism, then that is a victory for the movement. You have fulfilled all those dreams that every suffragette being force-fed in prison and every ‘witch’ burnt at the stake dreamed you would one day.
But perhaps take a second to consider the life of the Pakistani woman who was beaten to death by her own family for marrying a man of her choosing. Or the life of the Indian woman who was raped, beaten, and murdered on a bus by a gang of men. Or the life of the little girl in Niger who was sold to a man more than twice her own age and forced to carry a baby that may kill her to deliver. Do they still need feminism?
And perhaps take a second to consider this too: Even in our liberal, Western world, why do women still only fill 24% of senior management jobs? Why are more women than men domestically abused or even killed every week at the hands of their male partner or ex-partner? Why is there still a pay gap (in the UK specifically) of 15% for women doing the same jobs and working the same hours as men?
And what about on a cultural level? Have you ever noticed how comedy panel shows usually only have one female panellist compared to 4-5 male ones? That almost every dieting product on the market is solely aimed at women? How a lot of newspapers and advertising campaigns will use a sexualised or pornographic image of a woman to sell news or products that have nothing to do with sex?
Or perhaps on a personal level: Do you choose to wear certain clothes because you want to or because you feel ‘unfeminine’ if you don’t? Do you choose to cover yourself up because you want to or because you feel ashamed or intimidated by a man looking at your body? Do you shave your legs and underarm hair because you want to or because you will look ‘ugly’ if you don’t? Did your parents dress you in pink as a baby because they liked the colour or because you were born a girl? Do you want to have children because you want to or because you are a woman?
When you look at yourself in the mirror in the morning, do you see yourself through your own eyes, or through the eyes of the men that will look at you when you walk out the door?
The fact is, like it or not, you still live a world where gender matters. Where gender controls not just the entire course of your life – but the lives of women all over the world. Every second, a child will be born female in a country where she will persecuted for this random biological occurrence for the rest of her life. So before you hold up your anti-Feminist placard proudly and smile at your own sense of empowerment, think not what Feminism can do for you, but what it can do for that one girl. She needs someone to stand up for her. That someone could be you.
[ x ]
Todos somos Ayotzinapa(We all are Ayotzinapa) Huge march of students, teachers and relatives of the 43 students disspeared at Ayotzinapa, Guerrero(Mexico) Marched yesterday night holding candles and torches to "El zocalo". Demanding the return of the 43 students "Se los llevaron vivos y vivos los queremos" (They took them alive and alive we want them). There were marches all over the country in support of the dissapeared students and it was barely mentioned on National news.
As a mexican, saddens me to read this on Tumbrl, here but not on our National News Programs, or newspapers or even on goverment websites. We read this on facebook, we see this on youtube but not in open tv, why? Because the tv network that rules over Mexico doesnt wants us to know what really happened, because that tv network made this "Ken Doll Like" be the president of this country, because they want to keep us blinded with futbol and next-to-nude girls on tv.
Powerful photos capture the student protests in Mexico barely anyone is talking about
While the world has focused its attention on the pro-democracy protests in Hong Kong, there’s another student movement gaining steam on the other side of the world.
The unfolding protests gripping Mexico began in the small town of Iguala, in the southwest region of Guerrero state, where the disappearance of 43 student teachers on the night of Sept. 26 has sparked outrage amid allegations of collaboration between local police and organized crime.
Best Lv Ever
Tumblr told me "post something! anything!" so i did, My lv 69 on GTA V Online. Best Lv and Achievement ever...for me at least =) Now, playing as a real female on a game that is mostly rule by guys....is awful. When they find out im a real girl, an actual female playing the game, they go nuts. I have suffered all kind of stalk from creepy teens, to msg like "show me ur tits" "i want you" to massive invites to their game apartments or kill you if you dont go in their cars, its beyond stupid. Im sure they kids from 10 to 12 and but theres he really horny ones that im sure and no older than 16, those ones are the worst. Im not quite sure if these guys knows that women actually play videogames. Seriously guys, is not that yall gonna get laid in a videogame....thats just sad.