Please help the garment workers in Bangladesh. The Global North is wreaking havoc on the Global South in the name of globalization, and the victims, largely, are the women of the Global South, women who need money. If these women don’t migrate to the Global North (the first world) for domestic work, or if they aren’t forced out through trafficking schemes, they’re largely stuck working in free trade zones or sweatshops. They’re stuck in deplorable conditions. They’re being paid starvation wages. They’re beaten when they don’t meet absurd production targets. They’re hired young and fired young. They’re, on average, paid 11 cents an hour. They work 14-20 hours a day, seven days a week, with an average of two days off a month. Often their wages are withheld for no reason. They sleep between shifts, curling up next to their sewing machines. The air is contaminated, the bathrooms unsanitary. There’s little to no ventilation in these factories, and they often set on fire. With no safety exits, women perish.
This isn’t just happening in Bangladesh. This is happening worldwide. Your beloved Disney contracts factories like that of the Shah Makhdum factory in Bangladesh. Walmart. Gap. Old Navy. Sears. Corporations of the Global North are robbing the Global South and then exploiting them as labor sources.
What can you do? You can be aware. You can pressure companies to improve conditions. You are a consumer, you have the power. But don’t pressure these companies to pull out, as this will leave these women with no source of income. Pressure them to improve conditions. Threaten to boycott if they do not. If they claim they have, ask for proof, ask for follow up, ask to see the funds. Make sure the women working at these factories are making more than starvation wages, for when they do, they can afford medicine, rent, water, food. They can move on from their factory jobs.
Research the factory collapses, the factory fires, the human rights atrocities. Please remember to also research corporations inaction when regarding these tragedies.
Remember this is worldwide. Remember you have the power. Remember these women.
Me. Cause it’s true. (via godiscobalt)
Today on Social Anxiety Theatre: mentally rehearsing elaborate justifications for completely innocuous actions just in case some hypothetical interlocutor demands an explanation.
Oh my god OTHER PEOPLE DO THIS TOO???
I had no idea this was so common. Damn.
she was dressed modestly to begin with though wtf
But obviously girl knees are so much more psychologically problematic to a developing adolescent than watching adults wield and flex the ability to humiliate powerless children with the excuse that the knees of children are inherently sexually stimulating
nobody in college gives a shit ive seen peope walking to class in heavy snow in sweats and a tshirt and flip flops ive seen people wear studio headphones in lecture ive heard so many professors curse its really some next level shit and high school did not prepare me for it
I was not prepared for university particularly this one lecturer that would slip in a photograph of fisting into presentations to check we were paying attention
Single serving Comunion
jesus 2 go
prepackaged and processed for your sins
Steve ‘did it hurt - a little’ Rogers
#/SCREAMS ABOUT HOW SKINNY!STEVE’S CHRONIC PAIN PROBABLY FUCKED UP HIS PERCEPTION OF PAIN FOR LIFE #STEVE ROGERS ‘OKAY YEAH THAT’S UNPLEASANT’ WOULD PARALYSE ANYONE ELSE #AND THAT’S NOT THE SERUM #THAT’S SKINNY STEVE THROUGH AND THROUGH (via beccabuchanans)
Don’t even start me on the fact he’s spent his whole life trying not to make a big deal of when he’s ill. He doesn’t want pity or sympathy. He doesn’t wanted to be treated like he’s weak. He doesn’t want to be looked down on because ‘he can’t take it’.
You only ever hear Steve Rogers scream once, and when he thinks people think he’s being weak, he stops and never screams again. Not unless you count the moment he sees Bucky fall to his death.
The good news:
I found my favorite old jacket while sorting through my old stuff
The bad news:The last time I wore it I was nine years old
The best news:
I am the anime now
Now I know wich was the forbidden fruit the bible talks about
when you’re listening to Anaconda and realize that you are one of the “skinny bitches”
King Baby says No
now fetch me num-nums giant peasant!