“Nature has blessed mankind with riches and abundance of different resources that human beings find them everywhere on the planet. In those parts of earth where these things are in abundance, people tend to take things for granted, and hardly recognise how lucky they are to find these things around or present. The sudden vanishing of these things or sudden destruction causing the disappearance of these things often tend to bring stress and disappointment that people begin to wonder how they can replace these things they had become accustomed to using, and now they are no longer present. This distress makes individuals commence to think not only how they could replace them, but also how they could maintain these things if ever they have the chance to acquire them back. So it is the changes in some things that usually make people to either miss something or remember the comfort something used to give them.”—Desmond Ayim-Aboagye
Top 10 Reasons Not To Wear A Culturally Appropriating Halloween Costume
10. That shit is tired and you’re more creative than that. You can be anything.
9. You don’t wanna be “that guy” at the party.
8. You won’t be endorsing a history of domination, colonization, and genocide through your flippant, cartoonish, or stereotypical portrayal of cultures other than your own.
7. People of color won’t have their night ruined by your costume.
6. No one will have their night ruined by your costume, (well… unless you’re like me in fourth grade and your home made zombie make-up gets all over some girls princess dress. Sorry Christy Godwin!)
5. People who you’ve never met won’t take one look at you and decide to avoid the ignorant person who would wear THAT.
4. Your odds of getting laid will be dramatically increased because you won’t have offended half of the people at the party.
3. You aren’t an unfeeling jerk who likes to insult and hurt people.
2. You won’t be asked to leave Fruitcake’s All Homo’s Eve party because you are a white person dressed in black face or as a “native,” a Nazi*, Indian, gypsy, geisha, sheik, or hula dancer, etc.
1. You are an awesome, deep, conscientious individual who understands the importance of respecting the life, experiences, culture and ethnicity of people different from yourself.
*Yeah, I know it’s not technically “appropriating” but please, not okay.
Here is how wikipedia defines cultural appropriation: Cultural Appropriation is the adoption of some specific elements of one culture by a different cultural group. It denotes acculturation or assimilation, but often connotes a negative view towards acculturation from a minority culture by a dominant culture. It can include the introduction of forms of dress or personal adornment, music and art, religion, language, or social behavior. These elements, once removed from their indigenous cultural contexts, may take on meanings that are significantly divergent from, or merely less nuanced than, those they originally held.
Obviously, there are many ways to create an offensive costume that may not be pointed out above or fall into the cultural appropriating category. If you’re wondering whether your costume will offend someone than it probably will. If you’re still thinking about wearing it, ask your more thoughtful friends to weigh in on it. I realize this is a multi-faceted topic deserving more attention than once a year on Halloween, but this is as good a time as any to bring it up. I believe it’s healthy for people to want to transform themselves, and Halloween encourages that. It gives people a sense of possibility. It’s a creative outlet in a culture of full rules about who can make legitimate “art.” It’s the extra nudge one may need to let go and be someone else. Even if it’s just for a laugh. It’s an opportunity that I wouldn’t want to deny anyone. What I do want is a Halloween where one persons liberating costume is not another persons insult to their life, experiences, culture, or race.
Please give it some thought and don’t be “that guy” on Halloween.
Last week I took the bus to Alton, a town established in 1837 with a current population of 30,000. On the way to Alton from Edwardsville, the bus went through some relatively poor neighborhoods. I identified these places as “poor” by the number of abandoned buildings, the sight of litter on the streets, the unkempt lawns and bushes growing where they were not supposed to be growing. I may be wrong but that is how I felt while looking out the window. The contrast between Edwardsville where I live and these neighborhoods was just too flagrant to be ignored. I also noticed the people riding the bus. I wondered about their lives in terms of access to economic resources.
Before my thoughts could wander any further, my attention was drawn to an elderly looking woman who kept talking to herself. At times, she would bury her head in her hands and cry while muttering unintelligible words. I couldn’t make any sense of what she was saying but at a point she talked about a dog and seconds later asked someone who I assume is her partner about a chicken.
Earlier, while completely absorbed by my thoughts, I had noticed the woman with beautiful golden hair and at least three necklaces - the kind with ethnic symbols, sit right across from me while her partner sat at the back of the bus. Now, I wondered about her life story. I wondered about why she was so broken. I felt sorry for her. I wished I could reach out and by a mere touch, make all her troubles disappear. At the next stop, she got off the bus with her partner.
I have been affected by the woman with golden hair and her sorrow for days and have only now been able to share this.
"I grew up in a college town, and one Halloween our doorbell rang and we opened the door expecting to see trickortreater—but what was in front of our open door—was another door! Like, a full-on wooden door, that had a sign that said “Please knock.” So we did, and the door swung open to reveal a bunch of college dudes dressed as really old grandmothers, curlers in their hair, etc, who proceeded to coo over our “costumes” and tell us we were “such cute trick or treaters!” One even pinched my cheek. Then THEY gave US candy, closed their door, picked it up and walked to the next house. MLIA"
« Comme de vrais bramôgô [“brave”], bandons nos muscles pour téguê [“battre”] ces refondateurs, ils vont fraya [“s’enfuir”]. Nous n’avons rien à faire avec les flôkô [“mensonges”] et les VI [“vendeurs d’illusion”]. Au soir du 29 novembre 2009, ils vont behou [“disparaître”]. » - Henri Konan Bedie
Depuis quand il parle le nouchi? Si quelqu’un a la video, qu’il me fasse signe. J’aimerais bien voir ça!
The world bank suggests 4 criteria for assessing country ownership:
The locus of the initiative for the policy must be in the government
The key policy-makers responsible for implementation must be intellectually convinced that the goals to be pursued are the right ones
There must be evidence of public support from the top political and civic leadership
There must be evidence that the government is building consensus among the affected stakeholders and can rely on their support and cooperation.
The points above constitute one of the slides of the presentation I gave in class tonight. On reaching the second point my professor asked with a befuddled look: what the heck does that mean? I thought it was hilarious.
Barely one month after a Ghanaian government official came to Nigeria to explain issues relating to the seemingly strange policy of the Ghana Investment Promotion Council (GIPC) which placed a compulsory tax essentially on Nigerian businessmen and women in Ghana, latest investment laws have compounded the woes of foreign citizens from the Economic Community of West African States (ECOWAS).
I am happy to report that I have passed my first major cold weather test with flying colors. That’s right! Last Friday, the temperature dropped to three degrees Celsius.
It was a sneak attack. It caught me totally off-guard. I was so completely absorbed by the paper assignment I was working on that I didn’t know what hit me but the persistent cold feeling in my hands was not to be ignored. I realized then that something was amiss. A quick check on the internet alarmed me. The temperature had dropped to seven degrees celsius and was expected to drop further to three degrees celsius.
My roommate. who has been concerned about my ability to handle the first winter of my life, suggested I wore socks. I guess the perplexed look on my face gave away the thoughts running through my mind. He added: “It helps, you know!”. Now I wear socks all the time. I also wear two shirts, a jacket and my thickest pair of jeans to bed. I just hope I won’t have to empty my wardrobe when we cross the zero degrees Celsius mark. I hear it gets as low as minus 10 degrees Celsius.
I will cross that bridge when I get there. Right now I am just celebrating the fact that I cleared the first hurdle.
I just came across this thanks to melodysblog. I’m having a hard time comprehending why I’ve never seen this until now. I adore this woman. I’m not at all religious, but do believe in spirituality. This is simply wonderful.
HATER By: Maya Angelou A hater is someone who is jealous and envious and spends all their time trying to make you look small so they can look tall. They are very negative people to say the least. Nothing is ever good enough! When you make your mark, you will always attract some haters… That’s why you have to be careful with whom you share your blessings and your dreams, because some folk can’t handle seeing you blessed… It’s dangerous to be like somebody else… If God wanted you to be like somebody else, He would have given you what He gave them! Right? You never know what people have gone through to get what they have… The problem I have with haters is that they see my glory, but they don’t know my story… If the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence, you can rest assured that the water bill is higher there too! We’ve all got some haters among us! Some people envy you because you can: a) Have a relationship with God b) Light up a room when you walk in c) Start your own business d) Tell a man / woman to hit the curb (if he / she isn’t about the right thing) e) Raise your children without both parents being in the home
Haters can’t stand to see you happy. Haters will never want to see you succeed. Most of our haters are people who are supposed to be on our side. How do you handle your undercover haters?
You can handle these haters by: 1. Knowing who you are & who your true friends are *(VERY IMPORTANT!!)
2. Having a purpose to your life: Purpose does not mean having a job. You can have a job and still be unfulfilled. A purpose is having a clear sense of what God has called you to be. Your purpose is not defined by what others think about you.
3. By remembering what you have is by divine prerogative and not human manipulation.
Fulfill your dreams! You only have one life to live…when its your time to leave this earth, you ‘want’ to be able to say, ‘I’ve lived my life and fulfilled ‘my’ dreams,… Now I’m ready to go HOME!
When God gives you favor, you can tell your haters, ‘Don’t look at me…Look at Who is in charge of me…