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Saturday, November 18, 2017

Mugabe in Zimbabwe; Somalia, Norway, the Sudan and Football. Weiner's Boners, Charlie's Rants and Lindsay's Drinks. What is Your News?...redux

Sigh...


Do not view this post if you have a weak heart. You are warned.
I am spoiled.
It is hot, 105 today.
I saw a man wearing breezy shorts and a t-shirt
walking on the sweltering campus today;
his wife 
was wrapped up
in many layers of a dark blue canvas burka.
I fell into a vicarious heat swoon
but resisted violence.
Joseph KONY 2012 HERE                                   
There is a famine
of such intensity that women stagger many many miles
through africa's heat
with their children to find something, anything to eat or drink-
while men with weapons ride around shooting and assaulting people.
i thought congo was the last straw.  I thought Sudan Child Soldiers broke my heart all the way. 

Could YOU DO THIS?
african famine summary
and current video watch HERE




or is there a Non-Interference Clause?


Y'Know, survival of the fittest and all that?

well, is it true or not?



If there was a “theory of evolution” which was really pure math, pure numbers, pure physics, pure random, random bits of flotsam and jetsam floating, churning about, evolving into ever-more complex astounding collections of moving- parts-machines, like Data on Startrek
propagation of the genes -Dude,  hitler a total genius the lodestar of evolution?
that is, no spirit no soul no personality no consciousness of the self, no rightwrong No Thing is of value except the passing of material and the length of time it takes to change and the improbability of random chance that This long neck of the giraffe which reaches for plants also does not kill it when it drinks, head down, in the pond; then,

When does the self become the self? there would be no self.



I   I    I I  I'm
too sexy to wear socks

hold on here's my good side



american men's olympic skater

grammy winner

choose to fail
elected servant

vanity

getting away with it:
His   and   Hers





YAY football is gonna be OK!


celebrity


yeah burkas for advertising.

Oh Michael Vick
more on gypsy HERE


when
 is it time to help?

when time to step up?
when is it too late?


do not proceed.


what do we do with Beauty?


do not proceed.



those are knives
 stuck in the animal on purpose.
Oh Yeah.
FAMINE.

"A well nourished Sudanese man steals maize from a starving child during a food distribution at the Medecins Sans Frontieres feeding centre in Ajiep, southern Sudan. from Tom Stoddart's iWitness Gallery"
(and if famine is not enough, how about the
UTTER corruption of leaders;
beatings, murder, and destruction of the land
 all at the expense of the people.
for example, POV--Zimbabwe, mugabe, and the
brutal idi amin
Rule of Law: watch the Mike Campbell case

Famine.

HERE i found this pic:

how to jar myself from my complacency?
HOW TO JAR MYSELF FROM MY COMPLACENCY??

modern slavery

noninterference  clause?
this sudanese girl was crawling to a feeding station
what does it mean to have nothing?

what if it is my brother there?
this tiny child is featured in the film linked at top of post.

There are many knds of famine
human compassion?
what if my mother had no help?

what if there were no clothes or food or water for ME?
Children desperate for water, for food...





time passes



What is it about Jesus?




The Associated Press Sunday, July 31, 2011
Somali women fleeing famine preyed on by rapists


"Refugee Barwago Mohamud huddles silently beneath a few blankets stretched over sticks at night, fearing for her life after a neighbor was raped, and a naked woman who had been kidnapped and gang-raped for three days in front of her terrified children was delivered to the medical tent next door.
Only a few hundred feet away stands a newly built camp with a police station, toilet blocks and schools. Neat thornbush fences in the camp separate residential areas for families to move into. But all the facilities are empty. The Kenyan government is refusing to open the new Ifo 2 facility as part of the world's biggest refugee camp, Dadaab, saying the desperate Somali refugees flowing into the country are a security risk.

But for the women and children who fled war and famine and are now forced to build their shelters farther and farther away from the center of the camps, the extension would be a refuge from the armed men who prowl the bush at night. Some may be deserters from Somali forces across the border; others are Kenyan bandits who rob and gang-rape the stream of refugees fleeing the famine in Somalia.
The contrast between the squalid, insecure outskirts of the sprawling camp and the empty, silent facilities shows how regional politics can interfere with aid efforts, causing millions of dollars to be wasted and leaving women and children vulnerable to attack.

"What can we do?" Mohamud asked. "Our neighbors have been raped at night. We are afraid. Some boys are helping watch at night in case of trouble but they also work during the day."

Mohamud and eight other women and girls share their rickety shelter on the outskirts of Dadaab, a camp designed for 90,000 people which now houses around 440,000 refugees. Almost all are from war-ravaged Somalia. Some have been here for more than 20 years, when the country first collapsed into anarchy. But now more than 1,000 are arriving daily, fleeing fighting or hunger.
The U.N. said this month that at least two regions in Somalia are suffering from famine and 11.3 million people in the Horn of Africa need aid.

To help ease the overcrowding, international donors including the U.S. and European Union spent $16 million building the Ifo 2 extension, which could house 40,000 people. But it is still unclear when or if the Kenyan government will open it.
Research shows that women are often attacked when they leave their families to go to the bathroom or gather firewood. When Mohamud's three young daughters need to relieve themselves, she insists on going with them, and takes the only torch the nine women share between them. She has no shoes, so she walks barefoot over the thorny ground.

"Women express a lot of fear about going to the bush. They say there are men with guns there," said Sinead Murray, an aid worker with the International Rescue Committee. Her organization has recorded a spike in rapes and attempted rape. Since the beginning of June, they have had double the number of attacks reported from January-May.
"More and more women are coming forward who have been raped," said Murray, who said consultations with communities show the vast majority of rapes go unreported. Women may not know where to seek help, or fear ostracism by their community.
They are women like Sahan, who was on a bus coming over from Somalia when four gunmen stopped the vehicle. The women were ordered off and raped in the bush for three hours. She has not reported the rape because she was living far away from any medical services on the outskirts of the camp and did not want to leave her family. She asked her last name not be used to protect her privacy.

A reporter for The Associated Press drove around the newly constructed area in Dadaab and found rows of new toilet blocks standing amid the rows of empty lots, where women could more safely go to the bathroom and easily walk to police or medical services if they were attacked.

The Ifo 2 camp also houses a freshly painted primary and secondary school, police station, and headquarters for aid organizations ranging from Handicap International to the Norwegian Refugee Council padlocked shut. A medical facility for Doctors Without Borders lay half-built after aid workers said they were told to stop building early this year. The group now treats people in nearby tents instead.

More than two weeks ago, Kenyan Prime Minister Raila Odinga visited Dadaab and said the Ifo 2 extension would open in 10 days. On Saturday, Kenyan government spokesman Alfred Mutua said that no decision had yet been reached.
Kenyan officials have said that they consider the influx of Somalis a security risk because part of the country is held by al-Qaida linked rebels. They also fear that if they provide the schools and medical care lacking in Somalia, families will simply move to Kenya to get better services. The Kenyans want aid agencies to deliver food in Somalia instead but charities face attack by bandits and harassment by Kenyan officials at the border.
But Somalis say they have no other choice than to flee their homes because they will be killed by gunmen or starve to death if they stay at home.
In the meantime, the refugees keep coming as the hunger crisis worsens but there is nowhere for them to go. The camps are full to bursting, and medical staff are setting up tents to treat new arrivals. Women and their children are being forced farther out, away from services and security. Aid agencies are appealing for more donations, unable to use the facilities they built. And Mohamud, whose door is only a blanket draped on a stick, keeps her daughters close and dreads each sunset.
"We are afraid," she said again, as her 13-year-old daughter played in the dirt in front of her. "Maybe they will come back. But we have nowhere else to go."



mommy, do i need some work done?

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

A dry mattress, a morning cuppa joe... and Somalia


Since 2009 and two million hits ago, this Blog has had perhaps three or four different purposes. One of them was always to awaken a thankful heart and to encourage a realization of what others go through
almost everywhere
 but in our lovely space

Prayers for Somalia. Today, exhausted doctors are struggling to keep their eyes open. They are frantically attending to screaming patients, many burned beyond recognition, who are continuously entering and exiting the hospital like a horrific revolving door. They are the victims of a double truck bombing that occurred on Saturday on a crowded street in Mogadishu. It is the deadliest attack in Somalia, claiming over 300 lives and counting. Sub-Saharan Africa has not seen this level of violence since the U.S. Embassy bombings in Kenya and Tanzania in 1998. Somalia’s government is blaming the Al Qaeda linked al-Shabab extremist group for the bloodshed. The Shabab, which once controlled most of the city, have lost much of their territory in the area thanks to the Somali Army and American counterterrorism operations. Despite these efforts, they remain a deadly threat to the people of Somalia. Hundreds of people have been killed or wounded in attacks on the capital this year alone. The Somali president commen

Source:  Here

And more

https://www.google.com/amp/s/amp.theguardian.com/world/2017/oct/18/thousands-march-somalia-attack-truck-bomb-mogadishu





More sbout somalia here

http://marysbeagooddogblog.blogspot.com/search?q=Somalia&m=1



Heartbreak:

http://marysbeagooddogblog.blogspot.com/search?q=Somalia&m=1



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Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Warsam Shire poem, Home


Home  a poem
by Warsan Shire

no one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark
you only run for the border
when you see the whole city running as well
your neighbors running faster than you
breath bloody in their throats
the boy you went to school with
who kissed you dizzy behind the old tin factory
is holding a gun bigger than his body
you only leave home
when home won’t let you stay.



no one leaves home unless home chases you
fire under feet
hot blood in your belly
it’s not something you ever thought of doing
until the blade burnt threats into
your neck
and even then you carried the anthem under
your breath
only tearing up your passport in an airport toilets
sobbing as each mouthful of paper
made it clear that you wouldn’t be going back.

you have to understand,
that no one puts their children in a boat
unless the water is safer than the land
no one burns their palms
under trains
beneath carriages
no one spends days and nights in the stomach of a truck
feeding on newspaper unless the miles travelled
means something more than journey.
no one crawls under fences
no one wants to be beaten
pitied

no one chooses refugee camps
or strip searches where your
body is left aching
or prison,
because prison is safer
than a city of fire
and one prison guard
in the night
is better than a truckload
of men who look like your father
no one could take it
no one could stomach it
no one skin would be tough enough

the
go home blacks
refugees
dirty immigrants
asylum seekers
sucking our country dry
niggers with their hands out
they smell strange
savage
messed up their country and now they want
to mess ours up
how do the words
the dirty looks
roll off your backs
maybe because the blow is softer
than a limb torn off

or the words are more tender
than fourteen men between
your legs
or the insults are easier
to swallow
than rubble
than bone
than your child body
in pieces.
i want to go home,
but home is the mouth of a shark
home is the barrel of the gun
and no one would leave home
unless home chased you to the shore
unless home told you
to quicken your legs
leave your clothes behind
crawl through the desert
wade through the oceans
drown
save
be hunger
beg
forget pride
your survival is more important

no one leaves home until home is a sweaty voice in your ear
saying-
leave,
run away from me now
i dont know what i’ve become
but i know that anywhere

is safer than here

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there is a great sadness
much has been written on this blog about (every place but also specifically about Africa;) the Congo, and Somalia, and 
the 
unutterable strange violence
committed against women
by 
men
their own men
their own home.
If you can bear it, read here:
for example,

congo

somalia



africa...Sudan...






It is to me a thing most curious, that within our species,
among our own families, 
power, strength, should be used to hurt..
Relational violence is mind-bending,
as this Power to Hurt and Control others is used to temporarily take the edge off of feelings of inferiority.
What a loss; 

how sad for us, that our culture has so many who will hurt those not only of their own species, but their very mates, their children.

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