I honestly don’t understand how Ads are supposed to work on me. There’s no way you think interrupting my video that I was watching will make me like your product
Why do people become defensive when their deepest beliefs are questioned, and when does faith become identity, loyalty, or tribal belonging rather than a personal search for truth?
The United States commends Nigeria's strong response to the latest attacks from Fulani militant groups. We will continue to work with the Nigerian government to protect Christians in the Middle Belt. We urge Nigeria to continue the momentum and defend the Barkin Ladi communities in particular.
I think many people who have never left their Nigerian hinterland before need to visit Elmina Castle someday and take note of where the church is located - directly above the slave dungeon. Praying to the lord on the top floor, while Africans physically rotted to death in filth undreneath. Whenever one of the Africans died, the oyibos would leave their chapel, go into the dungeon, remove them corpse and toss it into the sea.
Then go back to praying to white Jesus for a successful upcoming auction of African human cargo.
Maybe after doing the tour, it will provide some perspective and help them think about the implication of whether the descendants of the people who built Elmina castle have somehow grown to care about your miserable African life because you are a "Christian". The Africans they spent centuries raping in industrial numbers, using their skin as leather, hanging from trees, using their hair as sofa stuffing, and sometimes even eating outright, were "Christians" too.
Being a Christian never stopped an oyibo man from being about his money and power first and foremost. Unfortunately, it sometimes feels like the wrong people were loaded onto the slave ships. They left all the dummies and weaklings behind. Still too soft in the head to grasp something that oyibo's actions have spent the past 500 years trying to teach them.
Undiagnosed ADHD symptom nobody talks about: Reading an entire page of a book or article, getting to the very bottom, and realizing you didn't process a single word because your internal voice was busy running a completely unrelated, full length monologue in the background the entire time.
Girlies, forget the Dove body wash because y’all are seriously sleeping on the St. Ives Vanilla & Oat Milk 😭 The smell??? TO DIE FOR…..I’m obsessed