fallen-inspiration:

My dear friend and acclaimed reporter, Ayman Mohyeldien, has been ordered by NBC News management to cease reporting in Gaza and leave the territory for his co-correspondent Richard Engel.

You’re asking why this matters?

Ayman Mohyeldien reported from Gaza what no other foreign media correspondent would show. He reported on the humanitarian crisis within Gaza; the unsanitary conditions, the countless dying and dead children, the failing infrastructure within Gaza, and the things that we didn’t see in Gaza until he was able to show us…to show America. To understand his impact, one should only observe his Instagram account (@AymanM). He’s the only MSM reporter who’s showing the true brutality that’s occurring in Gaza.

Is it because he’s telling the honest truth, or is it because he’s a person of color? After all, they did replace him with a blonde, white guy.

Bring back Ayman, and let’s see some unbiased reporting; because you can’t talk about jailed reporters in Egypt when you have your own reporters completely shutting their voices on the air.

#LetAymanReport

themaroonvillage:

thedorseyshawexperience:

The Cola Road (2013)

This is true, go into any Afrikan nation and you will surely find in most cities and villages Coca-Cola products, bottles and caps everywhere but the people are suffering from sickness and diseases brought o by the previous colonization.

physicstoconsciousness:

Marvin Gaye by G. Marshall Wilson, 1974
Courtesy of Johnson Publishing Company, Inc. 

physicstoconsciousness:

Marvin Gaye by G. Marshall Wilson, 1974

Courtesy of Johnson Publishing Company, Inc. 

jamjars:

 

jamjars:

 

(Source: simena)

(Source: hey-eden)

I was watching your back, the silk checks of your blouse. From somewhere downstairs, probably the courtyard, came a resonant peasant-woman voice, “Gerosim! Hey, Gerosim!” And suddenly it was supremely clear to me that, for centuries, the world had been blooming, withering, spinning, changing solely in order that now, at this instant, it might combine and fuse into a vertical chord the voice that had resounded downstairs, the motion of your silken shoulder blades, and the scent of the pine boards.

(Source: michaelpierce)

levanna:

helainetieu:

I hope everyone reblogs this.

This always makes me cry.

(Source: busybeefitness)