The thing is, I don't give a fuck as to what the texts say. Maybe the texts advocating for the caste system wasn't actually implemented in ancient times. Maybe ancient Indian society was more fluid than what we perceive it to be. Maybe caste was actually once a societal necessity.
I don't care. I don't give a damn.
What I care about is what is happening today. The people's attitudes. The reality on the ground. The fact that many people believe that they are God's own gift on this earth and weaponise this belief to oppress others. The fact that a Dalit is one of the most oppressed and underprivileged person in this world. The fact that we are suffering. The fact that Dalit women are raped and killed by UC men and no one gives a shit, not even the police. The fact that we are accused of "politicising" every issue, bringing caste "unnecessarily" into everything but when we are raped, murdered or bullied to the point of suicide, suddenly it's not a caste issue anymore. Our suffering and our deaths are suddenly something that happens in a vacuum, divorced of everything.
So dear privileged Savarnas on desiblr, stop your unending debates about whether or not the caste system was as rigid before the British colonial rule and how being called out on your privilege once on the Internet now means you are "oppressed". These arguments matter very little when actual Dalit people are dying right now. Advocate for their basic human rights instead. And for the love of Ma Kali, acknowledge your damn privilege. Maybe you can't see your privilege because it's normalised to the point of invisibility in society, but I promise you, it is there.
Religious freedom is fine. You have a right to practice your religion and customs.
But you don't have the right to trample upon someone else's fundamental rights in the name of practising your "customs". If your customs advocates for the dehumanization of an entire class of people, then I don't give a fuck, your customs deserve to die, they deserve to be destroyed and dismantled.
My home was completely destroyed during the war on Gaza in December 2023. Since then, I have been displaced and trying to find shelter for myself and my family. At the moment, I’m struggling to cover the rent for the temporary place we’re staying in, and I urgently need $500 to pay for the month of April.
Without this support, I risk losing the only shelter I have left. I have no current source of income, and the situation is becoming increasingly desperate.
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Abdul Rahman is in ICU, suffering from severe burns. I need help to buy his treatment before it’s too late. Please, don’t leave him alone in this pain.
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After the recent b*ombing of the neighboring tower, we were forced to relocate for the eleventh time from the place we had been seeking refuge. Sadly, we no longer have a home and are constantly searching for a safe spot to shelter from the ongoing bombardments.
In the past few days, my three-month-old son Khaled’s condition has worsened significantly. He developed severe chest allergies from inhaling dust and ro*cket smoke, accompanied by a high fever. We couldn’t find a hospital to provide the necessary care, so we had to go to a private doctor, which cost us a substantial amount of money that we barely have.
The doctor recommended four nebulization sessions daily to ease his condition, but providing these sessions has been nearly impossible due to the power outages. We’ve relied on kind people with solar panels who allowed us to use their nebulizer, but securing nighttime doses has been a challenge. We’ve had to reduce the number of sessions despite their critical importance to Khaled's well-being.
As for me, I have developed severe allergies and cannot find appropriate treatment. The pain worsens daily, especially with the rising temperatures. Each day becomes increasingly difficult and dan*gerous. I live in constant worry for my son, fearing the worsening of his condition amid this severe shortage of treatment and care.
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Look at the art @str8upjorkinit has done.Thank you so much for doing this commission.
This came to me after see a Tokyo debunker confession about them.
I have one request.
Please think of the twst boys visiting Stitch, which is set in Hawaii, the way you would think of them visiting a Native American reservation.
Just please give Hawaiians respect and dignity and understand that Hawaii is stolen land.
The overthrow of the Hawaiian Kingdom was January 17, 1893 so this is still a fresh wound to Native Hawaiians as well as all local people who are experiencing repression from the American government. I'm excited for this event coming out in America but I can't deny that I'm also nervous to see what will be said about Hawaii. We don't like stereotypes about our culture like grass skirts etc. any more than Native Americans like stereotypes about dreamcatchers or feather head dresses.
In short just be mindful and if you don't understand something feel free to ask questions!
Mahalo nui loa
Okay, here’s the other skit for my other version of the Mermaid!AU~!
Compared to the Marine Biologist!AU, this version has Yuu getting stranded on an island while on a scuba diving trip, and their goal is not only to find a way to get home, but also to discover the secrets of the island and uncover the history behind what caused the mermaids and the avians (aka like Rook since he’s a seagull) to be separated and turned into mere mythology.
What you’re about to read was more or less a writing exercise I wrote and edited for a possible part when Yuu first wakes up. I don’t think I’m going to use this as part of the prologue, but it’s still a possibility if anyone else wanted to imagine this situation once I get it started!
Reminder: there is a language barrier between the humans and mermaids/avians, meaning that things we know the names of would be things they don’t know. Just like in the Little Mermaid! 0v0
Enjoy~!
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Drip…drip…drip……
A quiet groan escaped as Yuu slowly opened their eyes, grunting and gasping as they slowly picked themselves up. Their body was battered and sore, their lungs burning as cold, damp air chilled their skin. Struggling to gather their thoughts, slowly but surely the memories of what happened came flooding back. What the hell was that…that…thing they saw?! What could possibly exist in the world that could destroy an entire ship in one swipe?! How—
How…did they survive?
“Where…am I?” Yuu uttered, looking at their surroundings. It became clear that they were inside a cave, a large pool of water nearby illuminated with a bright blue-green light that made ripples across the ceiling. The stone walls were also covered with glowing blue lights, slowly fading in and out like glittering stars. Were these glow worms? Wait…no, those hung from the ceiling. Some type of crystal?
On trying to stand to get a closer look at the wall, however, they collapsed the moment they tried to put any weight on their leg. In the dim lighting, they could see that their leg was wrapped tightly in seaweed. Peeling it away, they discovered a strange paste covering a large gash in the wet suit’s leg and an injury that looked mostly healed. Where had it come from? Who wrapped their leg up in seaweed and tended to their injuries?
“What’s…going on?” they uttered, noticing the array of random junk and items nearby. It looked like random stuff that had come from ships, some old, broken, and tattered while others were sealed in water-tight containers. Digging around one of the containers, Yuu found several survival kits inside and a survival guidebook in a waterproof bag and immediately pulled out the thermal blanket to wrap around their cold body. Sighing as their body began to warm up, they looked around once again and wondered, “How did I even get here?”
Bloop!
Yuu’s eyes landed on the pool of water nearby, staring at the rippling surface.
Bloop!
Their heart skipped a beat as they scuttled away from the edge, clutching the blanket around them tightly as they stared. Even from this angle they spotted two shadowy shapes appearing, both slowly growing larger and larger. ‘What is that?!’ they thought, heart hammering in their chest. Then—right before their eyes—a head emerged from the water.
A humanoid head with fins on its head.
Bright green eyes stared at them, the creature’s skin a mix of soft and dark blue with a black spade mark on its face partly hidden by the dark blue hair on its head. Its jaw dropped open as the fish it had been carrying fell, floating in the water. Seconds later, a second head emerged from the water with a head of bright red hair and a red heart-shaped mark on the opposite side of its face. This one looked annoyed as it chittered and squeaked something at its friend…before it too stopped and stared at Yuu.
“……I…I’m dreaming,” Yuu whispered. “I’m delirious and imagining fish-people in the water. There’s no way this is real…”
Then—in what looked like whispering—the creatures began quietly clicking and chittering at one another.
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“…dude…it’s awake…”
“I know…”
“Why is it awake?!”
“I thought it was going to still be unconscious by the time we left the fish for it!”
“Dude, I told you to leave that thing alone! What if it’s dangerous?!”
“If it were dangerous, it would have already attacked us, Ace!”
The cavern echoed their words back at them, both of them glancing back and forth between each other and the strange two-legged creature.
“This is not good,” Ace uttered, gripping his head nervously. “Seriously, what are we going to do? How are we going to explain this to the others?! What even is it in the first place??”
“I don’t know!” Deuce snapped. “Maybe…they’re a deformed seal? Or an avian who lost their wings?”
“Then how do you explain the flippers on its legs instead of talons?” Ace pointed out. He did a double-take and asked, “And did it just grow a new set of silver scales? That’s so weird!”
“Weird or not, it still needed our help, Ace!” Deuce said with a frown. “They only appeared right after the Island Guardian reacted to that small metal whale, right? So maybe…it’s a new species that came from another island seeking help?”
Ace groaned as he shook his head. “We’re going to be in so much trouble once Riddle finds out about this…”
“You’re the one who said you wanted to go out beyond the void after getting him angry in the first place.”
“Oh, shut up.”
“Eem treemin,” the creature mumbled, shaking their head before smacking their palms against the sides of their head. “Eem treemin, eem treemin…!”
“Is…is it okay?” Deuce asked, cautiously swimming forward to try and check on them.
Spotting movement nearby, Ace noticed a brightly colored form slithering across the cavern floor as it crawled across the silver skin around the creature’s body. It seemed to notice its new visitor too and—with wide eyes—it jumped up with a shriek.
“AAAAA!!”
“AAAAA!!!”
“AAAAAAA!!!”
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My name is Lubna Alajrami, and I am a devoted mother from Gaza. At 30 years old, I cherish my three beautiful children: Eline, aged 7, Kinda, 2, and my precious son, Nasser, who is 4 years old.🤗
Amidst this dire situation,My heart aches for my son Nasser, who is 4 years old, and suffers from a thyroid problem that has caused him delayed growth and mental retardation. We lack the means to provide him with medical treatment and the most basic necessities, such as diapers and milk. Urgent medical care is imperative, but our current circumstances are beyond our reach. I cannot provide treatment nor buy Pampers, which are now priced at $70.💔💔
My family, including my husband, three kids, and I once led a content and joyous life in the North of Gaza. However, the onset of war-shattered our dreams, our home, and our means of sustenance. Today, we find ourselves with nothing but the fragments of what was once our life.😭😭💔💔💔
My husband, Rami, works as a home electrician. He moved away from us for 3 years so that he could raise the money necessary to build a beautiful house for our family and to open a shop that would be a source of livelihood for our family. But the war destroyed our house and our shop, it destroyed everything beautiful. We became without a home or a source of livelihood.💔💔😭😭
Allow me to share with you the stark reality we face. With the outbreak of conflict, we sought refuge in the south, settling in Deer Albalah, clinging to the hope of safety until the storm of war abated. Yet, our reality is now a tent in a refugee camp devoid of basic amenities. Our living space is confined, lacking toilets, kitchens, and even access to clean water and electricity. For full year, we've endured the harshness of our circumstances, battling not only the physical challenges but also the pervasive illnesses that haunt the refugee camp. All these conditions directly affected my son Nasser's health for the worst. It breaks my heart to see my child suffering and needing medical aid while I have nothing I can do.😭😭💔💔💔
Hence, I ask you for your kindness and generosity to support our cause. This fundraising campaign aims to provide the necessary medical treatment and health care for Nasser, to secure milk and Pampers for my child, and to secure the life requirements of my family, because we are now without work and without a source of livelihood.💔💔🙏🙏🙏🙏
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🔥 Cry for Salvation: Salem and His Family in the Heart of Hell 💔🍉🕊🇵🇸
I am Salem, 27 years old, from Gaza. My life used to be simple, full of hope and ambition. After graduating from university, I dreamed of becoming an electrical engineer, but harsh circumstances forced me to migrate before the war broke out. 🏚️ My dreams were shattered under the fire of bombardment, and now I live far from my family, in a camp on the shores of Greece, facing darkness from every side. 🏝️
After graduation, I faced a harsh reality: the lack of job opportunities pushed me to find any way to earn a living, so I was forced to work in a sanitary ware factory. 🏭 This job was far from my dream, but I had to support my family. However, in a tragic moment, I suffered a severe injury to my leg, leaving me 85% disabled, and robbing me of the ability to work and provide for my family.
My family, whom I left behind, is now living a daily nightmare. After being displaced from northern Gaza, they were crowded into a school 🏫 turned into a shelter for the displaced, where five families are crammed into one classroom, after our home was completely destroyed under heavy bombing. No privacy, no hope, and with every passing moment, tension and fear grow. 🏘️
My mother, who suffers from diabetes and high blood pressure 💉, endures without treatment, and my father, who was once our support, has become immobile, unable to move. Whenever I speak to them, I see despair in their eyes, as if they are waiting for a tragic end.
I am here asking for your help, as I am unable to save them on my own. I migrated in search of treatment for myself and to help my family improve their circumstances, but the road remains difficult.
The goal of this campaign is to help them migrate from this nightmare to a place that offers them safety and dignity. 🇵🇸
Don't wait for tomorrow. Donate now, because every passing second adds to their suffering. You are the hope that can save my family. 🚨 Every dirham, every dinar, every dollar means the difference between life and death.
Be the light in the darkness, donate now, and give my family a chance to live with dignity once again. 🕊️💔
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