Please desist from parentifying women in places of authority and influence.
Train your mind to respect women outside the mother title.
I also think parentifying leaders is why holding them accountable is hard. Could be why some seek to have that unquestioned power.
This is exactly how aviation thinks.
In the cockpit, failure is never treated as a moral flaw. It is treated as data. Every crash, incident, or near-miss is investigated not to hunt for a villain but to understand how the system failed.
That is what Black Box Thinking really is. The recorder doesn’t care about excuses, status, or seniority. It only tells the truth, what was said, what was done, and what was missed. Aviation learned long ago that silence, ego, and poor systems are far deadlier than honest mistakes.
A proper post-flight debrief asks hard questions:
Were warnings ignored?
Was hierarchy allowed to override safety?
Were procedures replaced with assumptions?
Progress comes from reviewing the tape, updating the checklist, and flying differently next time. That is how aviation became safer, not by burying crashes, but by studying them relentlessly.
Open the box. Learn the lesson.
That’s how safer flights are made.
Thank you @aproko_doctor
This take is unpopular because it’s real immature, btw.
I’ve literally watched white classmates develop real empathy for Black people because of To Kill a Mockingbird. Fiction can expand how folks understand motivation, fear, contradiction. The shit essays and self help books barely touch.
Autobiographies always have a spin but good Fiction often doesn't tell you what to think. It drops you into situations where every choice costs something, and you have to sit with ambiguity and imperfect decisions, which builds REASONING.
I've learned about West African traditions, Constantinople's politics, and political struggles of the Ottoman Empire from fiction. Malcolm Gladwell is cool, but he didn't improve my vocabulary like Ursula K. Le Guin.
Fiction isn’t just entertainment. It’s mental rehearsal for being human. Escaping into a book can be as good for your brain and self regulation as meditation.
And yeah, let me add one more chaotic perception I've had: Many “non-fiction only” men I've met are uncreative as hell and tend to treat women like achievements.
Whatever you do, pray for the ability to see your own sins, your own hypocrisy, and your own shortcomings. Never lose sight of that— never get so carried away pointing fingers that you forget you, too, have abscesses that need tending.
do not borrow shame from the past. You are not that person anymore and you simply didn't know better. No reason to beat yourself up for it. All you can do is really do better.
I have been seeing all over my TL that Christmas food is Haram.
Those who are saying this have quoted every possible scholar.
The one thing they’ve not quoted is Quran and Sunnah.
May Allah protect us from making Haram what Allah has made Halal.
In Sheri’ah ruling, when Allah and His messenger give a ruling, we wait for Qareenah that’ll change it from ‘Aam to Khaas, before we decide it’s not general.
العام يبقى على عمومه حتى يرد دليل التخصيص
The general remains upon its generality until evidence of specification comes.
What we know in the Quran is that the food of the people of book is Halal. Khalas. No but from the messenger or the Quran.
And when Allah mentioned the categories of the foods we can’t consume in the Quran, this was not there.
We shouldn’t be arguing, brethren. Don’t try to start giving us weak logic about how we are encouraging them.
لا قياس مع وجود النص!
There is no room for analogical reasoning when an explicit text exists.
If we don’t eat, do we discourage them? You’ll see how weak that argument is if you think about it.
Just give us plain prohibition where the food of Ahlul Kitab is Haram and I’ll not even smell it.
What we need from you, simply, is that verse or Hadith, or even the tiniest hint from either of them, that points to this Tahreem.
She’s literally speaking about what she experienced. You want people to speak well of the religion? Let it be obvious in your behavior. You can’t expect people to talk about your religion from what is in the Book when they are experiencing something else entirely
Reading a book and coming across a character's name that you don't know how to pronounce, so for the rest of the book, every time you see it, your brain just goes ‘skdjfkskakfk.’
Saudi Arabia banned women from driving. Today they drive.
They blocked women from sports. Now women are on the field and stadiums are open.
They kept women out of major public roles for years. Now the same country has women working in media, airports, banks and national institutions.
So ask yourself, did Islamic doctrine suddenly change? No.
It was politics shifting while using religion as the shield for the old rules.
The restrictions were cultural, not Quranic. The permission to drive today is policy, not scripture being rewritten.
Don’t blame faith for what politics invented. Blame politics for using faith to excuse it.
Someone always asks it like a joke.
“Why don’t women get addicted to gambling?” said with that half smirk, like women are too sensible, too boring, too busy knitting and paying bills while men ruin their lives at poker tables.
The real answer is ugly and simple: who told you they do not.
You just see male addiction more because his fall is allowed to be public. He gets the smoky casino, the dramatic all in, the story at 3:00 about how he lost the house. A woman is more likely to be losing in silence on her phone in the kitchen while the pasta water boils over. Same nervous system, different socially acceptable scenery.
Picture her at 22:47, kids finally asleep, sink still full because there is always one more dish. She sits down “just for a second”, opens that bright slot app on her phone. It does not say casino. It says something like Lucky Farm or Star Paradise so it feels childish, harmless. She spins. Four dollars. Seven. Twelve. The dopamine hits the same way it would in Vegas. Her heart does the same little jump when almost all the cherries line up. No cigarette smoke, no neon, just fridge hum and the sound of the washer in the next room. Still gambling.
Or she is in a supermarket at 11:32 on a Wednesday, buying the boring list. Milk. Bread. Laundry detergent that never goes on sale. At the checkout she adds three scratch cards “for fun.” The cashier does not blink. A mom with a cart and scratchers is invisible. She will scratch them later in the car, key pressed between her teeth, crumbs of silver dust on her black jeans. For a moment her life is not coupons and appointments. It is possibility. Then it is nothing again. She crumples the slips, drives home, tells no one.
The addiction is not missing. It is disguised as something cute or practical or feminine.
“Girls trip to bingo.”
“Grandma loves the lottery.”
“Mom just likes her little games.”
Men are allowed to have vices. Women are supposed to have quirks.
People think gambling is only about chips and cards. Women are taught to gamble with different currency. A lot of them learn early how to bet their body, their safety, their whole future on a guy who “just needs support.” That is a slot machine too. You pull the handle every time you forgive. Maybe this time he will change. Maybe this time he will really mean it. Your heart spins like reels, and you keep feeding in years.
Why would she need blackjack when she has a relationship that pays out once every ten arguments.
Ask the girl who keeps refreshing her banking app at 03:12 because she moved money from the rent to an “investment” her boyfriend swore would work if she just trusted him. Ask the woman who married into someone else’s chaos and is now betting her credit score on his business. She might never have touched a poker table in her life. She is still addicted to risk, just socially approved risk. The kind that gets called loyalty.
NO, it is not that women do not get addicted. It is that their addictions are easier to applaud.
Be thin. But not too thin. Eat. But do not enjoy it. Spend on your looks. But never admit how much. That is gambling too. Every diet is a roulette of health. Every “just one more round of fillers” is a bet that your face will translate as youth instead of desperation. Nobody calls that addiction. They call it discipline, self care, staying competitive. Entire industries sit on top of that female urge to feel like they have one more chance to fix themselves.
If a guy spends three nights a week in a casino, his friends say he has a problem.
If a woman spends three nights a week alone with her phone, spinning digital slots while everyone thinks she is scrolling Pinterest, people say she is tired. Or “mom deserves her wine and her silly games.” The problem does not ring loud enough to be named.
I find it amusing when young Muslim women say they are not feminist because Islam has afforded women's right and considers both genders equal LOL!
Yet here you are working in corporate with the gender pay gap and living in a country that considers women less than men 🙂.