I don’t like this expression ‘First World problems.’ It is false and it is condescending. Yes, Nigerians struggle with floods or infant mortality. But these same Nigerians also deal with mundane and seemingly luxurious hassles. Connectivity issues on your BlackBerry, cost of car repair, how to sync your iPad, what brand of noodles to buy: Third World problems. All the silly stuff of life doesn’t …disappear just because you’re black and live in a poorer country. People in the richer nations need a more robust sense of the lives being lived in the darker nations. Here’s a First World problem: the inability to see that others are as fully complex and as keen on technology and pleasure as you are. —
Nigerian author and artist Teju Cole (via xkimberlyx)
Also the implication that kids only starve or people are only homeless in Third World countries. Hello, that happens by the thousands in First World countries too, we’re not special.
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(I don’t like anyone saying “first world problems”, “white problems”, “girl problems”, etc. I feel like a lot people don’t really understand what they are implying when they say it. There is no such thing as first world problems, they are just problems.)
This quite succinctly summarizes my feelings about that phrase.
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Food for thought. I had never considered this until now. I’m not going to say First World Problems anymore. I feel the same way about when people use the term “White Girl Problems”….are you saying that I don’t have those problems because I’m not white? I guess the same logic applies for First World Problems.
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I wish this had a link to where the quote came from. I’d like to read more.
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From the article:
While this is obviously a bad situation, I’m fortunate in that I can stash my supplies in my desk and slip out to the “ladies room” whenever I need to do so. I don’t have to worry about it being too obvious that I’m having “female issues,” as my boss refers to it. I think back to how I might have handled this if I still worked in a restaurant or in retail and there is, literally (I don’t use this word lightly), no way I could have gone about doing my job. I couldn’t have run off to the restroom every 20 minutes, but if I didn’t, I would have had visible stains. It would have been impossible, and ultimately, embarrassing. How do you tell your employer that you have to go home because you’re bleeding all over everything when they’re a man? It makes me cringe to even think about telling any of my former male bosses. If I didn’t have a salaried position with some flexibility, I would have probably lost my job last week.
Read more at Persephone Magazine.
“During one of my worst days, I bled through a tampon and pad by the time I made it to my office, which is roughly a 20 minute commute. I had to walk in with blood all over my jeans before I could turn back around and leave to see my doctor. After I was given a prescription to stop the bleeding, I had to walk through a store, stand in line, and wait with blood stains that went half-way down my thighs. There was nothing I could do about it; I didn’t have anything I could tie around my waist, except a yoga mat (I have to admit it was tempting). I felt like every damn shopper in that store was looking and judging; frankly, I was humiliated.
Why is it so hard to talk about something that half the population has dealt with during their lifetime in a professional or public environment? Should we stick with things as they are and just say we have a headache and go home to bleed all over ourselves in private? In all seriousness, I can do that to some extent because I’m privileged enough to have sick days, but that hasn’t always been the case for me, and it certainly isn’t the case for many women who work.”
This is an important thing to talk and think about.
(Source: persephonemagazine.com)
To giving up.
I’m not dedicated enough or smart enough or something. I just don’t know if I can do it.
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Oh, Ryan [sob] I knew you’d understand.
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WHAT IS THE STORY BEHIND THIS PAINTING, WHO IS THIS BROAD?
I WANT SOME INFO. TSAR I’M LOOKING AT U
Unless this is a very famous painting everyone’s familiar with, then I’m joking and totally know everything about itjudith holding the head of holofernes! it’s from a bible story~
i thiiink this one is by lucas cranach the elder? but it’s totally possible i’m pulling that out of my ass. brb research!
Yep, that one is by Lucas Cranach the Elder! He also did another version of the same subject:
I FEEL LIKE I WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT HER.
okay so this Assyrian dude (HOLOFERNES) invades this Hebrew town where this rich widow (JUDITH, OUR HEROINE) lives and she is all ZUT ALORS WHAT SHALL WE DO and talks to some dudes around and they’re all like wow Holofernes sure has a lot of swords and horses and stuff so we are pretty much just gonna hope he doesn’t kill us, and that’s the plan. Judith is like FUCK THAT SHIT so she dolls herself up and goes to Holofernes’ camp with her maid (SUSIE) and is all, Holofernes! I have randomly decided that the Jews are the worst and I wish you all the best in destroying them, let’s get drunk. And Holofernes is like GREAT and he gets drunk and falls asleep. Judith prays to God awhile because this is the Old Testament and then she picks up his enormous sword and cuts off his actual head. She sticks it in a bag and is like WHELP GOTTA GO BYEEE to his guards outside and she and her maid fly on the wings of righteous justice back to the Hebrews where she waves his head around a lot and makes them wallow in her awesomeness. Then they all attack the Assyrians who are all GET HOLOFERNES and then realize he is dead, and headless, and still drunk probably, and then they feel really stupid and leave.
If you liked JUDITH you may enjoy the story of JAEL who is puttering around in her fabulous tent one day when the leader of an invading army pulls up and is like SHEESH IT IS HARD WORK KILLING ALL YOU GUYS and Jael is like dude, so sorry, would you like some milk? And he’s like I LOVE MILK, and then she nails a tent peg into the back of his head.
SMOTE.
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Thanks to the universe for sending this post across my dashboard again <3
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This is what I hear when people say that women shouldn’t be able to breast feed in public.
I think the problem with breastfeeding is that this is a time when a woman’s flesh is exposed but its not as a sexual presentation for males.
That, THAT, is what makes breastfeeding in public so taboo for people.
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Some days marriage just seems like a ridiculous “no gays allowed” club. Who would want to be part of that? Ew.