Cash strapped, yet dangerously relevant. Friends and foes alike mock it, underestimate it, and write it off, until the moment they need it. yet it has stood up to an adversary many times its size in modern conflict. They call it irrelevant, yet it keeps reappearing as a bridge between hostile camps, even when a superpower is in the mix. Its own citizens bash it day in and day out. Yet this is Pakistan: threading its way through geopolitical landmines, moving cautiously, protecting its national interests, and staying ready for the madness. I once would have called that too emotional or jingoistic, not anymore. You only grasp Pakistan’s reality when you see the madness of geopolitics up close.
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“One day, when it's safe, when there's no personal downside to calling a thing what it is, when it's too late to hold anyone accountable, everyone will have always been against this.”
-Omar El Akkad
NEW: Dave Chappelle rips comedian Bill Maher for his "smug cracker ass commentary."
"These motherf*ckers act like because I did a comedy festival in Saudi Arabia, I somehow betrayed my principles."
"They said, 'Well, Saudi Arabia k*lled a journalist...'"
"I mean, look, Israel is a country. Israel has k*lled 240 journalists in the last three months. So I didn't know y'all was still counting."
“Gobi farming” refers to glorifying the mass killing of Muslims in Bhagalpur, Bihar, in 1989. A cauliflower farm was planted on the graves to hide evidence.
This is Modi’s BJP Minister from Assam. Not some fringe element.
Clearly, @PMOIndia approves this. The world should know.
I'm sorry but reading in translation does not count as reading. To understand a text you must read it in the original and also if possible construct an immersive simulation of the author's life and historical context
Perhaps it slips your mind that the crowds you see in the picture are not returning to anything — our homes and streets no longer exist. Everything has turned into emptiness, rubble upon sand. All that remains are the photos we’ve kept in our memories and on our phones, and a bit of love we’ve tucked away deep in our hearts to nurture our children with — a love for the soil of this land that knows our souls and our faces well.
We are not returning to our houses, but to resist all this injustice, to plant, to build, and to light up our homeland anew.
We return, carried by longing, walking tens of kilometers without feeling tired.