never thought i’d be saying this as a nepali person but the rest of the world has a lot to learn from nepal when it comes to revolution lol
young people literally spent two days showing the full force of their wrath against a horrific, corrupt system run by politicians that embezzled away every single cent of citizen money. they protested, and when the cops turned to violence, they did too. many of the biggest and most corrupt politicians (including the prime minister) were forced to resign, had their houses swarmed by crowds of furious people, were beat within an inch of their lives, and had their money thrown out onto the streets.
real, actual change is on the way in a country plagued by exploitation and poverty and corruption for DECADES because the population rallied together behind the sheer force of the young population and their anger - so much so that it’s being called the gen z revolution. THIS is how revolutions come about when every attempt to use peaceful means is met with bullets and suppression and social media bans in an effort to shut people up. and i think the west has a lot to learn about what true revolution and true progression is, because the way that our political discourse is so weak and watered down and pushed to be ‘friendly’ and ‘understanding’ is so pathetic at times. THERE IS NO NEGOTIATING WITH YOUR OPPRESSORS.
‘all forms of political violence is bad’ read it and weep losers
I know i don’t really have that much a platform or pull, but i want y'all’s help.
As you know, two days ago, that nazi asshole charlie kirk was shot and killed. One of the professors at my uni posted about it and said he wouldn’t mourn him and wondered where this kind of response was for the Minnesota rep assassination, school shootings, etc. He didn’t even know who the bitch was.
And now he very well may lose his job.
This is such a kind man. When he saw my backpack falling apart, he gave me his old one that normally would have cost 200 dollars. When i couldn’t afford the art supplies for his class, he gave me some to keep that i still use. He has been one of the most supportive and understanding professors i have ever had, and he doesn’t deserve to lose a job he’s had for almost 20 years just for telling the truth and not mourning a man who doesn’t deserve it.
Its not my petition, and i know they rarely accomplish much of anything nowadays, but it will at least bring attention to it
Sign it. Spread it around. Reblog this post, get it out there. Please.
This isn’t hypothetical, folks. The professor has been put on leave because Republican lawmakers had the sheer nerve to demand he be fired for making a not actually especially inflammatory comment on his personal Facebook page. They have no legal standing at all to do that.
It’s crazy that countries on the edge of the Sahara desert are reversing desertification by just digging half circles
The ground in these places is too compact for water to soak in during wet season which leads to flooding but digging these holes gives the water a place to stop and soak in. And they’re pushing back the desert with this. By just digging holes.
The new plants also help even more water soak into the ground which reduces flooding even more.
These places also give people places to grow food and graze animals like people are turning completely dry compact desert into a refuge for wildlife and plants and solving regional food insecurity just by digging holes.
The half-circles are called zaï! They’re a traditional farming practice in the Sahel desert, and their introduction + reintroduction can be largely credited to Yacouba Sawadogo, the man linked above! He reintroduced and innovated on the zaï on his own farm in the 1980s, and did extensive outreach (along with scientist Mathieu Ouédraogo) to encourage other farmers to adopt them as well.
He also promoted the use of cordons pierreux, which are basically just lines of rocks to reduce erosion, preserve sediments, and increase water absorption.
Immensely cool dude. He’s been a personal hero since I learned about him.
i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever
