1. bootsnblossoms:

    femininefreak:

    Gloria Steinem and Dorothy Pitman-Hughes, 1972 and 2014

    Both by Dan Bagan

    Wanna see my cry like a baby? Ask me who these women were.

    Hughes’ father was beaten nearly to death by the KKK when she was a kid, and what does she do? Become an activist to try and stop that from happening to other people. She raised money to bail civil rights protesters out of jail. She helped women get out of abusive situations by providing shelter for them until they got on their feet. She founded an agency that helped women get to work without having to leave their children alone, because childcare in the 1970s? Not really a thing. In fact, a famous feminist line in the 70s was “every housewife is one man away from welfare.”

    Then she teamed up with Steinman to found the Women’s Action Alliance, which created the first battered women’s shelters in history. They attacked women’s rights issues through boots on the ground activism, problem solving, and communication. They stomped over barriers of race and class to meet women where they were: mostly mothers who wanted better for themselves and their children.

    These are women are who I always wanted to be.

    (via womenwhokickass)

     
  2. sabelmouse:

    peacepanther:

    This mother was found on a palm oil plantation because her forest canopy had been destroyed. A mob beat her, then tried drowning her in a swimming pool. After the photo was taken she died, her baby was rescued. THIS HAPPENS EVERY DAY IN INDONESIA AND MAYLASIA. EVERY DAY. 70% OF THE RAINFOREST IS GONE FOREVER. EVERY BAR OF SOAP AT WHOLE FOODS contains palm oil.! Most packaged foods you buy also do. Boycott palm oil now to stop this. Please READ Peace Panthers article on how to detect palm oil in your products: http://www.ultraculture.org/palm-oil/

    of course the humans there need to live as well. 

    Cash crops don’t really benefit poor communities. They can’t eat it, only export it - for a fraction of its a Western market value. That’s if they own the company, but usually that’s foreign, too. So they get paid a pittance, with which they have to buy imported food, the cost of which fluctuates with the international market. Meanwhile the profits go overseas, their natural resources are severely depleted, the rivers silted and polluted, the land overused & soil turned into dirt. What are they left with? Survival. Perhaps. There must be a better way for them, the rainforest and the Orangutans. We just need to think smarter, question more, & be willing to change (as opposed to just expecting them too).

     
  3. sdzsafaripark:

    With 165 rhinos born from 3 species, including 5 generations of black rhinos & 7 generations of greater one-horned rhinos, our breeding program for these ancient ambassadors is unparalleled. #WorldRhinoDay

    (via dont-panic-zoology)

     
  4. micdotcom:

    Powerful portraits of the Liberians who beat Ebola 

    To help humanize the overwhelming statistics, Pulitzer Prize-winning photographer and senior staff photographer at Getty Images, John Moore, visited an Ebola treatment center of the organization, Doctors Without Borders in Paynesville, Liberia. At the treatment center, survivors spoke about the brothers, sisters, husbands and wives they lost due to the disease. They also spoke of recovery, stigmas they continue to face in their villages and renewed hope.

    Follow micdotcom

    (via sabelmouse)

     
  5. loki-has-a-tardis:

    This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

    (via quasiflexuralthrusting)

     
  6. jtotheizzoe:

    The environmental impact of oysters, in one photo

    The water in both tanks came from the same source. The one on the right has bivalves. Not only do oysters naturally filter the waters in which they live, they can even protect humans from destructive hurricanes. For more, read about New York’s efforts to bring back oyster populations in the once-toxic Hudson River.

    Delicious AND helpful. Who knew?

    (photo via Steve Vilnit on Twitter)

    (via quasiflexuralthrusting)

     
  7. peacepanther:

    This mother was found on a palm oil plantation because her forest canopy had been destroyed. A mob beat her, then tried drowning her in a swimming pool. After the photo was taken she died, her baby was rescued. THIS HAPPENS EVERY DAY IN INDONESIA AND MAYLASIA. EVERY DAY. 70% OF THE RAINFOREST IS GONE FOREVER. EVERY BAR OF SOAP AT WHOLE FOODS contains palm oil.! Most packaged foods you buy also do. Boycott palm oil now to stop this. Please READ Peace Panthers article on how to detect palm oil in your products: http://www.ultraculture.org/palm-oil/

    (via dakotapuma)

     
  8. boxedwinepussy:

    IF ANYONE IN AUCKLAND SEES THIS GIRL HER NAME IS ANDRIA AND SHE IS SUICIDAL PLEASE CALL THE POLICE TO LET THEM KNOW WHERE SHE IS, THE REFERENCE NUMBER IS p018938077. PLEASE DON’T HESITATE TO CALL, MANY OF US ARE WORRIED ABOUT HER.

    (via infamousnerdyjewishgrrrl)

     
  9. neil-gaiman:

    House

    illustration by ALLEN WILLIAMS

    Presenting “House,” an original poem by Neil Gaiman in celebration of National Poetry Month on Tor.com, acquired for Tor.com by consulting editor Ellen Datlow.

    “House”

    Sometimes I think it’s like I live in a big giant head on a hilltop
    made of papier mache, a big giant head of my own head.
    I polish the eyes which would be windows, or
    mow the lawn, I mean this is my house we’re talking about here
    even if it is a big giant papier mache head that looks just like mine.
    And people who go past 
    in cars or buses or see the house the head on the hill from trains 
    they think the house is me.
    I’ll be sleeping there, or polishing the eyes, or weeding the lawn, 
    but no-one will see me, no-one would look. 
    And no-one would ever come. And if I waved no-one even knows it was me waving.
    They’d all be looking in the wrong place, at the head on the hill.

    I can see your house from here.

    http://www.tor.com/stories/2013/04/house-neil-gaiman

     

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