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[Kerry Burgess @KerryBurgess]

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[‏Martyrs of Gaza @GazaMartyrs]

🚨Breaking: Dr. Hussam Abu-Safeia, director of Kamal Edwan Hospital, is being killed by Israeli Occupation Forces.

Dr. Hussam is heavily tutored, and each time his lawyer visits, new injuries are discovered on him.

His last words to his lawyer were: “They brought me here to kill me; this is my end.”

Israel has already killed Dr. Hussam’s son, and now it’s Dr.Hussam’s turn.

Raise awareness and speak out to help him before it’s too late.

[Nuel @LfcNuel]

🚨🗣️ José Mourinho on the refereeing in Argentina's 3-2 victory over Cape Verde:

"We are watching a script, not a football match. Cape Verde did not just play against eleven men from Argentina tonight, they played against the referee, they played against the system, and they played against the entire agenda of the tournament.

When you are a small nation, you have to be perfect to win. But when you are Argentina, you are allowed to make mistakes because the whistle will always save you. Every 50/50 challenge went one way. Every time Cape Verde built momentum, there was a convenient foul given. A 111th-minute own goal? The pressure was artificially created. It breaks my heart for Cape Verde because they were absolute warriors, but in modern football, being a warrior is not enough when the result has already been decided in an office."

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@Mimiiben1 (7+3) /2=5

[Lance Lachlan ✌🏻 @lancelachlan]

83% of Britain is white.
87% of MPs are white.
92% of police officers are white.
94% of the House of Lords is white.
85% of Britain’s richest families are white.

Yet we’re supposed to believe Britain is gripped by “systemic anti-white racism”?

Give it a rest.

It’s a far-right grievance industry built on outrage, not evidence. If white Britons overwhelmingly dominate politics, policing, wealth and power, the conspiracy theory simply doesn’t survive contact with reality. #UKPolitics

[Toyin 🇵🇸🍉🇵🇸🍉 @CaOlSeAbWi]

@didem5654 (54X2)+2 = 110

[Danny Boy @Care2much18]

I saw a slightly bizarre tweet citing Sarah Everard as the closest English comparator of George Floyd's killing.

A young black woman died on August 1st, 1993, after being suffocated by police officers in her home in Hornsey, north London.

Her name was Joy Angelia Gardner. /1

[Adémọ́lá. @OgbeniDemola]

France alone has murdered over 22 African presidents since 1962. Colonialism never ended, it rebranded.

[Harry Eccles @Heccles94]

I don’t mind my data being used my for research to help the NHS etc, however, because the government have now allowed Palantir access, I have withdrawn my consent using this link:

https://t.co/OZpVijLzMB

[Zoom Afrika @zoomafrika1]

There is an ongoing genocide in Congo.

There is an ongoing genocide in Congo.

There is an ongoing genocide in Congo.

There is an ongoing genocide in Congo.

There is an ongoing genocide in Congo.

[Tamer Nahed @Tamer_Alnoaizy]

I am a witness to genocide. I am speaking from inside Gaza, and I say to the world with complete honesty: the situation here is becoming more catastrophic day after day.

The shelling does not stop, and every day martyrs and wounded people fall. The war continues, while the world treats what is happening as if it were something normal, even though we are living fear and death in every moment.

Most of the journalists who used to report what is happening in Gaza have been killed. Homes are being destroyed, families are being wiped out, and aid is decreasing, while hunger and fear are increasing. Children are dying amid the world’s silence.

In just the past two days, more than 15 martyrs have fallen. How long will this continue? Where are those who called for a ceasefire? Where is the world that demanded protection for civilians? It feels like no one can see what is happening here anymore.

Please do not stay silent. Speak out, write, share the truth, do something anything. Do not leave Gaza alone in the middle of this death and fear. We just want our voice to be heard before it is too late.

[Tamer Nahed @Tamer_Alnoaizy]

I don’t know if anyone will care about what I am saying, but the outside world must know exactly what is happening here… not later, but now.

What we are experiencing in Gaza has gone beyond the limits of human endurance. The camps have turned into a terrifying hotspot for the spread of diseases. With the beginning of summer and thousands of families crowded into extremely tight spaces next to garbage dumps, illness is spreading rapidly, as if it has become part of daily life. There is also an incomprehensible media silence regarding the scale of this growing health catastrophe, despite repeated warnings from medical teams and field workers.

Skin diseases, infections, and contagious illnesses are spreading widely, especially among children, in an environment that lacks the most basic conditions of hygiene or treatment. Rats are everywhere between the tents, insects are spreading heavily and causing continuous injuries, and there are no means of control such as poisons or pesticides. My nieces are part of this reality… their bodies are covered in painful bites that worsen every day without effective treatment.

The situation is collapsing with no real solutions. Medicines are scarce, disinfectants are almost nonexistent, and unsafe water is contributing directly to the spread of disease, while the healthcare system is beyond its capacity.

As of now, cases are estimated at around 160,000 people and still increasing, most of them children. This is not an exaggeration… it is a complete health collapse inside the camps.

[Toyin 🇵🇸🍉🇵🇸🍉 @CaOlSeAbWi]

@DavidGr40434506 @Joe__Bassey In black hair? That's an outrageous lie

[State of Palestine @Palestine_UN]

This was Hind Rajab on her 5th birthday.

Today would have been her 8th birthday.

📷 Wesam Hamada

[smv @slimvnsn]

My father's best friend was a man called Uncle Bayo who disappeared from our lives without explanation. I was 12 the last time I saw him. He came to our flat in Gbagada, argued with my father in the bedroom for an hour, and walked out without saying goodbye to me. My father never spoke his name again. Neither did my mother. Uncle Bayo became a silence with a shape.

Twenty-six years passed. I was in Philadelphia for a conference. A networking dinner at a hotel downtown. Across the room, a man about my father's age caught my eye and held it too long. He approached me during dessert and said my surname like it was a question he already knew the answer to.

We sat in the hotel lobby until 2am. He told me the story my father never did. They had started a construction company together in the early 90s. It had failed because of a contract dispute with a senator. The senator had paid only half the money and refused the rest. The debt had crushed them. Uncle Bayo had blamed my father for trusting the senator. My father had blamed Uncle Bayo for not reading the fine print. The friendship had shattered. Two men who had been closer than brothers had become strangers over something neither of them could control.

Uncle Bayo had moved to America after the falling out. He had built a new life, a new business, a small contracting firm in West Philly. He had married a Ghanaian woman and had two daughters. He had never returned to Nigeria. He had never called my father. He had assumed the silence was mutual.

I asked why he approached me now. He said he recognised my face because I looked like my father at 30. He said he had been waiting for decades to see that face again, to explain something that was never about betrayal. He said the argument had been about shame, not money. Both men had felt they failed each other. Neither had known how to say it.

I called my father from the hotel room. It was 3am in Lagos. He answered on the second ring, voice thick with sleep and alarm. I told him who I was sitting with. The line went quiet. Then my father did something I had never heard him do. He cried. Not softly. The kind of crying that comes from a place words cannot reach.

Uncle Bayo flew to Lagos 3 months later. They met at the same flat in Gbagada. They sat in the same living room where the argument had happened. They didn't re-litigate the past. They just sat together, two old men with white hair and matching hypertension medication, and let the silence heal.

My father died last year. Uncle Bayo spoke at the funeral. He said the greatest thief in life is not money or failure. It is the belief that there is always more time.

Call them. The debt is not theirs. It is yours.

[Farida Bemba Nabourema @Farida_N]

One of the most shameless lies still told about colonialism is that European powers gifted Africa its roads, its schools, its hospitals. Shut up! You gifted us nothing. We built it, we paid for it, we bled for it.
Those roads were not built so African farmers could trade with each other or so African communities could grow. They were built to move our minerals and our crops from the interior to the ports and ship them to Europe.

Every kilometre of colonial railway followed the same logic: not to serve us, but to drain us. The hospitals were built to keep labourers alive enough to keep working, not because colonial administrators believed African lives had value, but because a sick worker interrupts the extraction schedule. My grandmother was denied treatment for her twins dying of smallpox because my grandfather was in prison for resisting colonial rule. She lost one of them.

And who built any of it? Our grandparents. Forced, beaten, worked into the ground under quotas, mutilated when they failed to meet them. When someone calls that a gift, what they are really asking is that we thank our oppressors for the infrastructure our own suffering produced.

We also paid for it in cash. In 1932, French colonial commissioner Robert de Guise imposed new taxes on Togolese people whose incomes had already collapsed by nearly sixty percent during the Great Depression. When women dared to protest, France shipped 174 colonial soldiers from Côte d'Ivoire to crush them. Girls as young as thirteen were raped and 12 protesters were killed. That is how the roads, the schools, the administrative buildings, the hospitals were financed: with our blood. Not European generosity.

And when independence finally came, the colonisers left with a bill. They calculated the cost of everything they had built through our coerced labour and our taxed income, called it colonial debt, and demanded repayment from the very nations they had spent a century looting. We paid for our own exploitation. Twice!

In Europe, when a government builds a road, no citizen is asked to be grateful. It is called public service. But when colonisers built infrastructure on our land, with our bodies, with our money, after killing and raping us, we are expected to call it the "benefits of colonialism". The audacity!

[Anish Moonka @anishmoonka]

A parasite that has been eating people for 3,500 years is about to be wiped off the planet. It infected 3.5 million people in 1986. Last year, it infected 10. And I have not seen it make a single front page.

It is called Guinea worm. You drink contaminated water from a pond in a poor village. A year later, a worm up to three feet long starts coming out of your leg through a burning blister. There is no pill that stops it and no surgery that works. You wrap the worm around a stick and pull it out slowly, over days or weeks, inch by inch. If you rush, the worm breaks inside you and causes a fresh infection.

Guinea worm is ancient. Preserved worms have been pulled out of Egyptian mummies from around 1000 BCE. The Ebers Papyrus, an Egyptian medical scroll from 1550 BCE, describes pulling the worm out with a stick. For three and a half thousand years, that was the best humans could do.

Then in 1986, public health workers decided to kill the parasite off. They had no vaccine and no drug. What they had was cheap cloth water filters and a small army of volunteers willing to walk from village to village for decades.

The plan was simple. Give everyone who drinks from a pond a cloth filter to strain out the tiny water fleas that spread the parasite. Then send volunteers walking house to house, year after year, teaching people how to use the filters and keeping anyone with an emerging worm out of the water.

It worked. From 3.5 million cases a year to 10. Four were in Chad, four in Ethiopia, two in South Sudan. The other four countries where the worm used to be common, Angola, Cameroon, the Central African Republic, and Mali, had zero human cases for the second year in a row. The World Health Organization has already certified 200 countries as Guinea worm free. Six are left.

The last hurdle is dogs. Cameroon had 445 infected animals last year and Chad had 147, so a lot of the remaining work is on animals, not humans. Strays get leashed, and crews treat ponds to kill any remaining worms. The campaign keeps watching until the number hits zero.

When Guinea worm hits zero, it becomes the second human disease ever erased from the planet. The first was smallpox. It will also be the first parasite humans have ever wiped out, and the first disease ever ended without a single dose of medicine. Volunteers walked village to village with cloth filters for 40 years. Now a plague from the age of the pharaohs is about to be gone.

[Iran In Hyderabad @IraninHyderabad]

The Strait of Hormuz isn’t social media. If someone blocks you, you can’t just block them back.