Muslim. American. Hijabi. Student. 20-something years old.Ask me anything
I’d never, ever hurt a lady but I’d be happy to punch a feminist.
It’d bring me great joy.
I’m 6’2 and weigh 180lbs
ready when you are
Or if you’d like to have some more options….
and have 9 years of combined martial arts training and 3 years of being a Line Backer in football.
Just in case you are looking for variety.
what about a lady and a feminist. warning, combatives certified soldier.
I swear this has been much more entertaining than it should be. There’s surely a lesson in here somewhere…
So I had a pretty nerdy day today. I watched Catching Fire (second time) and Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallow part 1 ( I don’t know how many times). I noticed that in both movies the authors (Suzanne Collins and J.K. Rowling) were executive producers. I feel that these movies were so much better then there predescessors, and I think it is because the authors played a role in the movies. Look forward to Mockingjay!
A few years ago when the #occupy movement was still at the forefront of the world’s conscious, my friend Sasha and I were thinking about ways to transform the dialogue around Thanksgiving as it relates to Native peoples, especially since it seems to be the only widely celebrated holiday that includes any mention of Native peoples in its narrative. (Elementary schoolers around the country are creating their feather headbands, supposedly honoring some notion of Native American-ness.) Thus #occupythanksgiving was born. (yes, we will win no bonus points for creativity). Even though #occupythanksgiving has no sit-in component or nothing that resembles the #occupy movement in its physical sense, we thought it was appropriate because of the way Native land had been conquered, destroyed, and occupied. It is not even possible for a literal occupation to take place because the occupation continues every day. A mental occupation of a holiday that for many years has portrayed caricatures of Native Americans without discussing their real-life existence might be more important than any kind of physical occupation (especially by non-Native folks).
When I think of the words occupy, I think of taking up space. Letting ideas, knowledge, words occupy your thoughts. Sometimes when your mind is occupied, it’s hard to think about anything else. Other times, a mind occupied simply has one thing at the forefront but can still think about other things. In this state, the occupied mind occasionally uses that one thing as a lens to color other thoughts. Any of these states is what I talk about when I mention mental occupation. I would like us to occupy ourselves with the thoughts of Native peoples who live among us, a recognition of their humanity (and not this wise warrior crap), of the discrimination and genocide endured, and of the history that has remained un-taught. A time to occupy ourselves with thoughts of (s)heroes from the Native community, or maybe just a single Wikipedia page about one of the 562 federally recognized tribes.
I understand the challenges of proposing a mental occupation related to not-so-happy thoughts during a holiday that is supposed to bring family and friends together to, hopefully, give thanks. I also see it as a small opportunity for the learning and recognition that most of us don’t get in school. I’m not saying that I want to abandon the practice of Thanksgiving, mostly because I know of the impossibility of that option, but also because I know that it holds a lot of value as a holiday: it’s maybe the only non-religious holiday that family can gather together for. So how can we occupy ourselves with thoughts of Native peoples here and now? And our history? What are the steps that someone who would like to participate in #occupythanksgiving can take? Is this whole idea ridiculous or better suited for a time that is not a holiday? I don’t claim to know any of the answers but would love to hear your thoughts on any and all parts of this post. If there’s one thing that being a GIC workstudy/groupie taught me, it was the importance of dialogue—-so I hope you join in (either through comments at the bottom or my personal email angbeens at gmail dot com.)
My sister said I have a type - Borderline fob, intellectual, who is proud of their culture and religion but is critical of it, charismatic, fun to be around and treats me poorly.
I thought about it, and, that does fit the description of every man I’ve ever had a serious crush on.
Over here, Al-Ghazali criticizes scholars of his time who accused fellow scholars of kufr (unbelief) just to quell any form of theological discussion. Al-Ghazali spoke about the scholarly culture that had infected the ulama who he referred as ‘scholars of worldly gain’ (ulama’ al-dunya) and ‘scholars of iniquity’ (ulama’ al-su). These scholars pursued religious knowledge as a means to social domination, higher status, and wealth, and therefore tried to silence anybody who threatened that.
This year, since I’m a New Year’s baby, I kept a journal filled with quarter-century reflections and the one thing that seems to be my main point of despair is that I cannot, for the life of me, discuss religion without stirring up controversy. I’ve asked scholars, empathized with the discussants, read a bunch of Ghazali who convinced me I’m too stupid to talk, avoided discussions, and tried many other things, but the problem has yet to be resolved. AM I JUST AN IDIOT?
My brother just offered to make me a sandwich because he’s bored.
THE DAY HAS COME, WOMEN, THE DAY HAS COME