'a brief shining moment, and then that mouth.' aspiring to eccentricity.
lover of big words, fictional worlds & times long past. 5'2. Muslim. 27yo. personal acc
Pls take two minutes to listen to her entire response not just the one sentence highlighted in the caption. She lays it out PERFECTLY.
"I'll first say a big shout out to Mike and Delroy, like let's continue to honor them for how they handled that in real time, the grace and the dignity that they exercised, and the whole home team, everybody that was out there, like really carried themselves well. I think the events this weekend exposed a couple things - Institutionally, we still don't understand what inclusion means."
"Just because you invite someone into a space, but you don't provide the necessary resources to keep them and everyone else in that room safe by them being there, that's not inclusivity. That's exploitation."
"That man's disability got exploited that night, and it led to multiple offenses. That's the BAFTA's fault. And then the BBC, to air what they aired is careless."
"And not like some haphazard accident, no, like a real lack of care was exercised for those two Black men. And we know the BBC knows how to take care of what they care about, right, because they censored a bunch of other... they went so far as to make sure certain things weren't topics of conversation."
"They censored Akinola's speech, the director of My Father's Shadow, which is an amazing film, by the way. So you censored one Black man, you failed to protect two others, and our production designer, Hannah, you do not care for our dignity, our humanity."
"You want to celebrate our art, but you won't protect, and that's why we celebrate sinners. That's why we celebrate Ryan. That's why we show up to the NAACP, because those are spaces where we felt safe, where we feel safe."
- Jayme Lawson
"That man's disability got exploited that night, and it led to multiple offenses. That's the BAFTA's fault. And then the BBC, to air what they aired is careless." ‼️‼️
this is making me cry. he could cure cancer, he could cure fucking cancer and spare millions the agony of the disease and he has to beg on TV for funds instead of gold falling right into his lap.
This is insanely vulnerable and guaranteed, some kids that watch him and struggle with their literacy are going to start doing the same. Watching a person you look up to show the work and the struggle makes you feel less alone.
Ah, well, the thing is, when I said we should "circle back to this in the new year", you have to understand that I genuinely thought this day would never come. I thought holiday forever
Happy birthday, Jane Austen! 🎂🩷 250 years and we're still not over Elizabeth Bennet, Mr. Darcy, & one of the best opening lines in all of literature
learning for the first time rob reiner and his wife met while he was filming WHEN HARRY MET SALLY and meeting her made him change the ending so that harry and sally were together in the end
“I've been reading Pride & Prejudice on and off all my life and it doesn't wear out a bit. Her books have only two faults and both are damnable: they are too few and too short.” - C. S. Lewis, 06 September 1949
Marriage (or any positive romantic relationship) is sustained by grace, not emotional thrill. It is this grace that births patience and positive communication. You can have everything but if you don't have grace, you do not belong to the institution.
I would define grace here as the "internalised belief that your partner - the person you vetted and chose to be with - would not maliciously subject you to harm".
This is not to say that they won't do you wrong. But that this wrong will never be intentionally malicious in its manifestation. I should be able to trust that you mean me no harm, even in the errors that you make.
Only then can we focus on the problem, and not you vs me.
Unfortunately, the problem many make is in defining their grace through the partners. That it is the responsibility of the partner to make them gracious. Or trusting. But truth is, this disposition should exist long before the partner comes along.
This thing of he or she brings it out of me is a lazy attempt at delegation of duty. You should be those things before the partner arrives. The partner should complement what already exists, and has been trained for years. Otherwise, you will be postponing the inevitable. You are either gracious or not, and it will manifest overtime in how you treat and engage your partner.
The initial rays of romance tends to conceal a lot, but who you inherently are will inform the direction of the relationship. It will always prevail. So before you were treating your man right, how were you treating the gate man? Before you were kind to your wife, how were you addressing your mother?
we’re really losing the ancient texts because why are people assuming that this is only about barbie in the nutcracker, while completely ignoring barbie in a christmas carol?
The Artists for Aid concert lineup has been unveiled with Shawn Mendes, Clairo, Ravyn Lenae, Omar Apollo, & more performing.
It will take place in LA on January 10th and proceeds will support the Palestinian Children’s Relief Fund & the Sudanese American Physicians Association.
On paper it is gorgeous. Two toothbrushes in one cup. Tiny socks on the radiator. Someone whose face you know in the dark reaching for you at 3:12 and not leaving. A small person with your eyes and their laugh eating cereal too slowly before school. It sounds like the closest thing to safety we have ever invented.
But a lot of people did not grow up watching love look like that. They grew up watching marriage be a war that never declared itself out loud. 19:40 on a Tuesday, plates not quite slammed, voices just quiet enough for the neighbors not to hear. A father sleeping on the couch for three years. A mother doing the emotional admin for five people and getting a wilted bouquet once a year as a receipt. The child learns quickly that forever can be a threat as easily as it is a promise.
You say mini mes. A lot of people hear smaller witnesses. Witnesses to debt. To screaming in the car park. To one parent disappearing for six months and calling it adjusting. Some bodies carry the memory of being the kid who held the camera and took the Christmas photo where nobody spoke to each other for two days after. They do not crave that house. They crave never putting anyone through it.
There is another layer no one likes talking about because it sounds too practical for a sacred topic. Mortgage rates that bite. Groceries that feel like a test. Friends burning out in two jobs and still wondering if they can afford a dentist, не те що дитину. Bodies that already wake tired. The idea of bringing in a small, breakable person is not just cute to them. It is a spreadsheet with red numbers and a nervous system that shakes.
And then there are the ones who were never told they were allowed to want something for themselves first. To them, choosing no partner and no kids for now is not selfishness. It is the first act of self parenting. It is finally learning to feed the part of them that was always the one doing the caretaking. They are not missing the desire. Sometimes they are surgically removing the compulsion put in them by a culture that treated women as wombs and men as wallets.
Some people hear spouse and feel warmth. Others hear spouse and feel a hand closing over their life. Some people look at a child and feel their chest widen. Others look at their own sleep schedule, their own untreated trauma, their own rage in traffic and think not yet, not like this. That is not nihilism. That is responsibility. The bravest thing some people will ever do is break the chain by not adding another link.
Marriage and children can be the most beautiful thing. They can also be the most efficient way to hide from yourself. It is easy to call it forever if you have never sat with your own loneliness without a witness. It is easy to say mini me if you have not yet met the parts of you that should not be replicated without serious editing. Many people want to arrive to that altar and that nursery with less unprocessed violence in their hands. That takes time. That looks from the outside like drifting.
If you are lucky enough to want it and still be soft when you picture it, hold that gently. Do not turn your hunger into a ruler you hit others with. The world has given plenty of reasons to be afraid of binding contracts and tiny hearts. Climate, war, courts, childhood bedrooms where love was conditional on performance. Not everyone has healed enough to gamble a child on their hope.
Ask people what they want under all the noise. Some will say a partner and kids. Some will say a room, a dog, three good friends and work that feels honest. Some will say I do not know yet, I was never given space to ask. The distance is not as far as it looks. Everyone is hunting the same thing under different packaging. A place where their nervous system can stop scanning the door. A hand that stays. A tomorrow that is not a threat.
You can stand in your dream of spouse and children without needing the whole planet to agree.
letting everyone know my days are like 40 minutes shorter than usual right now because i live in the morning shadow of a mountain like 100 miles away from me
Susana Trimarco disguised herself as a madam and walked into brothels across northern Argentina, searching for her missing daughter among women trapped in sexual slavery - and in the process, she sparked a movement that would free over 3,000 sex trafficking victims. It began in April 2002, when her 23-year-old daughter, María de los Ángeles Verón, left for a doctor's appointment in their city of San Miguel de Tucumán and never returned home. Frustrated by a police investigation she believed was deliberately sabotaged by corruption, Trimarco obtained the names of known pimps and sex traffickers from police files and launched her own search.
She posed as a buyer interested in purchasing the captive women and girls -- some as young as 14, who could be traded for about $800. One rape victim told her she had seen María drugged, with swollen eyes, in a trafficker's home that doubled as a holding place for newly abducted women. But by the time Trimarco could follow the lead, her daughter had been moved. Though María was never found, Trimarco's relentless pursuit transformed her into one of Argentina's most powerful human rights activists and forced sex trafficking onto the national agenda. "The desperation of a mother blinds you," she says. "It makes you fearless."
Through this dangerous work, Trimarco discovered the full scope of sex trafficking and the corruption within the police and judiciary that kept women trapped in forced prostitution. "The police would hand [the trafficked women] back to the criminals," she recalls. "They used to say: 'Don't leave me. Take me with you.'" Trimarco ended up becoming the personal guardian to 129 survivors of sex trafficking, sheltering them in her home and helping them reunite with their families.
Trimarco's relentless advocacy forced change at the highest levels. Her work helped lead to the first law, passed in 2008, making human trafficking a federal crime; the subsequent reforms have led to thousands of people being rescued from sex traffickers. These successes, however, have come with a high personal cost to Trimarco: she has suffered many reprisals over the years including countless death threats, having her house set on fire, and several attempts to run her over in the street.
As more trafficking survivors and families of trafficking victims reached out to her for help, Trimarco says, "It came to a point where I just did not have the capacity to help them all. That is when I decided to open a foundation." In 2007, she founded Fundación María de los Ángeles, a non-governmental organization focused on helping people escape from trafficking and lobbying for legislation to prevent it. Her efforts focused on her daughter's disappearance eventually resulted in trials for 13 people, including several police officers, in 2012; all 13 were acquitted, a ruling that prompted outrage by many and led to impeachment proceedings against three judges
In December 2013, the Tucumán Supreme Court reversed the acquittals and convicted ten of the defendants, who received sentences ranging from 10 to 22 years in April 2014. But despite it all, Trimarco still hasn't found out what she wants to know most: what happened to her daughter. Some witnesses say she was murdered -- although her body has never been found -- and others say she was taken overseas.
Twenty-three years later, Trimarco's work continues in her daughter's name and for all survivors. Her foundation remains at the forefront of the country's fight against human trafficking, recently helping to dismantle trafficking rings in 2024 and 2025. In recent years, the foundation has expanded its role as a legal plaintiff in trafficking cases,ensuring survivors have representation throughout the judicial process. Now in her seventies,Trimarco remains internationally recognized for her work, though her search for answers about María's fate has never ceased. "Every woman I help somehow helps María," she reflects. "They represent hope in this new life of mine"