Before I start speaking (or writing, tho), I want you to know that most of the links I’ll use as sources may be in Spanish, because it’s information given by our newspapers. Sorry for that, but I’ll do my best in translating the most important quote on the source as well linking that quote with the article in the newspaper.
On February 12th venezuelan students took over the streets in order to protest pacifically against our current Government. Nevertheless (though not surprisingly) their response over the protest was with violence. Before going on the events, I’ll explain why are we protesting?
Since the last year our consumer prices have been increasing. Only in 2013 it reached over 56 percent, making it impossible for our country to import and get foreign currency. Not only that, the inflation also had increased the prices from different electrodomestics, clothes, books and even food. Our President, Nicolas Maduro, had introduced a new and more complex system of currency control, but experts and critics says it’s another devaluation of our own currency in disguise.
Another good reason is the shortages of basic goods. Venezuelans HAVE to get in lines so we can obtain toilet paper, sugar, flour, chicken, butter and our dearest Harina Pan, corn flour we use to make Arepas. We are almost fighting to get food and thoroughly thinking what are we going to use when there is no more toilet paper. What is more, Maduro is imposing a lower prices control even though the inflation, making impossible for the supermarkets to keep full inventories.
And, the worst reason, is the violent crimes. Venezuelans are incapable of going to the streets without exposing their lives. With the only propose of burglarizing a venezuelan slaughter another everyday. A recent study put the homicides’ rates 79 per 100.000, making Venezuela one of the most insecure and violent countries in the World. The murder of our Miss, Mónica Spear, a venezuelan who deeply loved this country, just woke our senses and maybe that’s when we said we can’t take this shit anymore. This is all I can summarize from all the facts that made us to take the streets this last week.
Trying to stop us, claiming that we are being violent, the Government sent their Army Forces to apprehend the students. By that meaning the own Government is ignoring the laws from the Venezuelan Constitution (and I’ll summarize):
Art. 61. Every person has the right for freedom of thought and manifest it, unless it constitutes a crime.
The Army, the people who are suppose to defend their equals, the venezuelans, those who are in danger, are kicking and striking the students (this is a youtube video so be careful), holding them under false charges, shooting them (90 under arrest and 40 gunshot wound), and even murdering them.
What is worst from this situation is that the Government is trying to cover it. No Venezuelan television media is reporting the protest as it never happened. An international tv channel, NTN24, was pulled out from Venezuelan TV because according to politics it was “distortioning the information” when all it was doing was telling the truth. Not only that, and as Twitter just confirmed, the Government disabled the picture and video service from the social network so we couln’t see and pass to each other all the crimes they are committing for almost a day. They are saying to the world that the Army Force don’t use weapons towards students (If you saw the video, you can even hear the gunshots in the distance).
I know you can’t do anything to help, but please PASS THIS. Any reblog can help, because what venezuelans need is the world to know that what we are living is not Democracy, but a covered Dictatorship. They are trying to hide it so they can get away with it.
And we can’t let them hide that fact as nothing.
Pakistani teenager Aitzaz Hasan died Monday after tackling a suicide bomber trying to enter his school. By sacrificing himself, he saved the lives of the 2,000 students studying inside. Hasan’s father says, ”My son made his mother cry, but saved hundreds of mothers from crying for their children.”
This is bravery. This is selflessness. This is true courage.
Homeless mother who sent six-year-old son to better school in the wrong town jailed for five years
A mother who pleaded guilty to fraudulently enrolling her six-year-old son in the wrong school district has been sentenced to five years in prison.
Tonya McDowell sent her son to an elementary school in Norwalk, Connecticut, instead of her home city of Bridgeport.
The 34-year-old, who was homeless when she was charged with felony larceny last year, said she wanted the best education possible for the boy.
this is bullshit.
what the fuck? i think my head just exploded a little at how goddamn fucked up this shit is.
- Reject the Diet Mentality. Throw out the diet books and magazine articles that offer you false hope of losing weight quickly, easily, and permanently. Get angry at the lies that have led you to feel as if you were a failure every time a new diet stopped working and you gained back all of the weight. If you allow even one small hope to linger that a new and better diet might be lurking around the corner, it will prevent you from being free to rediscover Intuitive Eating.
- Honor Your Hunger. Keep your body biologically fed with adequate energy and carbohydrates. Otherwise you can trigger a primal drive to overeat. Once you reach the moment of excessive hunger, all intentions of moderate, conscious eating are fleeting and irrelevant. Learning to honor this first biological signal sets the stage for re-building trust with yourself and food.
- Make Peace with Food. Call a truce, stop the food fight! Give yourself unconditional permission to eat. If you tell yourself that you can’t or shouldn’t have a particular food, it can lead to intense feelings of deprivation that build into uncontrollable cravings and, often, bingeing When you finally “give-in” to your forbidden food, eating will be experienced with such intensity, it usually results in Last Supper overeating, and overwhelming guilt.
- Challenge the Food Police. Scream a loud “NO” to thoughts in your head that declare you’re “good” for eating under 1000 calories or “bad” because you ate a piece of chocolate cake. The Food Police monitor the unreasonable rules that dieting has created . The police station is housed deep in your psyche, and its loud speaker shouts negative barbs, hopeless phrases, and guilt-provoking indictments. Chasing the Food Police away is a critical step in returning to Intuitive Eating.
- Respect Your Fullness. Listen for the body signals that tell you that you are no longer hungry. Observe the signs that show that you’re comfortably full. Pause in the middle of a meal or food and ask yourself how the food tastes, and what is your current fullness level?
- Discover the Satisfaction Factor. The Japanese have the wisdom to promote pleasure as one of their goals of healthy living In our fury to be thin and healthy, we often overlook one of the most basic gifts of existence—the pleasure and satisfaction that can be found in the eating experience. When you eat what you really want, in an environment that is inviting and conducive, the pleasure you derive will be a powerful force in helping you feel satisfied and content. By providing this experience for yourself, you will find that it takes much less food to decide you’ve had “enough”.
- Honor Your Feelings Without Using Food. Find ways to comfort , nurture, distract, and resolve your issues without using food. Anxiety, loneliness, boredom, anger are emotions we all experience throughout life. Each has its own trigger, and each has its own appeasement. Food won’t fix any of these feelings. It may comfort for the short term, distract from the pain, or even numb you into a food hangover. But food won’t solve the problem. If anything, eating for an emotional hunger will only make you feel worse in the long run. You’ll ultimately have to deal with the source of the emotion, as well as the discomfort of overeating.
- Respect Your Body. Accept your genetic blueprint. Just as a person with a shoe size of eight would not expect to realistically squeeze into a size six, it is equally as futile (and uncomfortable) to have the same expectation with body size. But mostly, respect your body, so you can feel better about who you are. It’s hard to reject the diet mentality if you are unrealistic and overly critical about your body shape.
- Exercise—Feel the Difference. Forget militant exercise. Just get active and feel the difference. Shift your focus to how it feels to move your body, rather than the calorie burning effect of exercise. If you focus on how you feel from working out, such as energized, it can make the difference between rolling out of bed for a brisk morning walk or hitting the snooze alarm. If when you wake up, your only goal is to lose weight, it’s usually not a motivating factor in that moment of time.
- Honor Your Health—Gentle Nutrition. Make food choices that honor your health and tastebuds while making you feel well. Remember that you don’t have to eat a perfect diet to be healthy. You will not suddenly get a nutrient deficiency or gain weight from one snack, one meal, or one day of eating. It’s what you eat consistently over time that matters, progress not perfection is what counts.
‘Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her.
I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…
I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’
‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’
What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!
I’ve got two daughters who will have to make their way in this skinny-obsessed world, and it worries me, because I don’t want them to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.