Renowned Novelist CHINUA ACHEBE (November 1930-March 2013)
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Renowned Novelist CHINUA ACHEBE (November 1930-March 2013)
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Jamaica, Investigate Killing of Human Rights Activist!
Attorney Clover Graham, Jamaica’s honorary liaison for the UN High Commissioner for Refugees, and passionate human rights activist, was abducted and found dead in tall weeds with her throat slit.
Graham worked with the UN agency from 1998 until her death, where she counseled asylum seekers and helped refugees to Jamaica find jobs and housing. Those who knew her said she was always willing to give whatever she could to help refugees and asylum seekers in Jamaica. Besides her UN work, she worked at a legal aid clinic at the University of the West Indies’ Law School and lectured at several universities.
It’s extremely important that whoever is responsible for the death of this dedicated human rights defender is found and brought to justice. Please tell the Jamaica Constabulary Force that they should make sure her investigation is fair, efficient, and done to the best of the ability of all involved.
Sign the petition here. Read more here, here, and here.
— Brittany
Wow. This is so, so terrible. Really, there are no words. My thoughts are with her friends and family.
It’s winter here now. Winter is when bad things happen, for me anyway.
The grief that is too hard to take from July last year and every time it hits me that she’s not coming back, it still hurts. I still see her face or distinguishing features in people around me and then i remember and it comes to me again. She’s not coming back, I’ll never see her again and that was the choice she made and she must have felt so desperate.
I dreamed I called you on the telephone
to say: Be kinder to yourself
but you were sick and would not answer
The waste of my love goes on this way
trying to save you from yourself
I have always wondered about the left-over
energy, the way water goes rushing down a hill
long after the rains have stopped
or the fire you want to go to bed from
but cannot leave, burning-down but not burnt-down
the red coals more extreme, more curious
in their flashing and dying
than you wish they were
sitting long after midnight
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I want to get a tattoo for my friend Zoe. We were best friends as children - I think we met when we were about 6. We drifted apart during high school as you do and became close again after that.
She passed away in July of this year. I miss her. I want a cat silhouette with wings, and I want it to say her name underneath and I think I want it on my shoulder blade.
For Christopher - this song won a silver scroll last night!
People miss you terribly <3 I hope you are at peace now.