bengali harlem

migration, assimilation, race, class, culture.. fascinating stuff

https://www.citylab.com/life/2017/08/bengali-harlem-book-history/535716/

<I think that in some ways South Asian men or Bengali Muslim men who “disappeared” into Harlem of the Lower East Side were taking advantage of the ignorance of white New Yorkers and the authorities in terms of those authorities’ ability or willingness to distinguish between different communities of color. Blending in or integrating into these communities was a necessity of survival for these men as undocumented immigrants. People in the African American community passed as South Asian in order to navigate Jim Crow, and there are records that suggest South Asian men were purchasing documents to take on Puerto Rican identities and names.>

https://www.citylab.com/life/2017/08/bengali-harlem-book-history/535716/

happy birthday bibi

Things my mother has done that I’ll never do- rock a miniskirt, get married, have children, make roti, go to Mecca. We are oil and water- mutually incomprehensible to each other. Where you get all that passion from? she asked throughout my childhood, looking at me in bewilderment. Tears are her default; rage mine. I never wanted to be like her; for a long time I patterned myself in deliberate opposition. But there is no escaping or denying your mother. At age forty, I have finally accepted this fact. Now I try to call her before she calls me. Now I try to remember to count from one to ten before deploying the verbal missiles. Now I try for a 50-50 mix of compliments and critique. I don’t always succeed; she will always push my buttons in ways no one else ever could. But the wounds we inflict on each other are fewer and shallower as the years go by and for that I am glad and grateful. We have a long way still to go though and I hope we get the time. Happy 66th Birthday, Bibi!

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List of Guyana companies qualified to provide services to Exxon Mobil — mark jacobs lives!

. . . To pacify the local black gold dreamers Exxon Mobil ran an add and I immediately fell out laughing. Whitey yuh too too cruel. ExxonMobil is seeking contractors for support services for helicopter operations, maintenance and ground services. Also being sought are support services for platform supply vessels, multi-purpose intervention vessel and tanker […]

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Love makes a family

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Last night, I gave a speech at an event hosted by the European Union and Society Against Sexual Orientation Discrimination in observance of IDAHOT. Due to my clumsiness, I did not finish my speech and I was asked to post it up in its entirety. So here it is, with a few edits and additions.

As a child, it seemed like everything had definitions. Not only definitions, but stringent ones; ones that you could not necessarily change because it did not seem to apply to you. Just like how I learnt that us humans are basically made up of stardust and I learnt how to differentiate between water type and grass type Pokemons, I also learnt that a family was made up of a man, a woman and their children. There were some slight deviations from this of course. We not only had the nuclear family, we also had the…

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Tails live operating system – Privacy for anyone anywhere

useful info

Guyana Anti-Corruption Network

Tails is a live operating system that you can start on almost any computer from a DVD, USB stick, or SD card.
It aims at preserving your privacy and anonymity, and helps you to:
use the Internet anonymously and circumvent censorship;

all connections to the Internet are forced to go through the Tor network;

leave no trace on the computer you are using unless you ask it explicitly;

use state-of-the-art cryptographic tools to encrypt your files, emails and instant messaging.

Learn more about Tails.

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Diary of a mothering worker. April 12, 2017.

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Post 243.

Once upon a time, a goddess walked along a bare road. She gazed ahead, wondering where the road led. Seeing its divergent paths, she reflected on which she would take and what would result from those unplanned directions. With each step, she watched the sun also walk overhead, its light streaming in changing yellow shades.

At the first fork in the road, the goddess paused and looked in every direction. Everywhere was bare. She decided to follow the sun. She chose one of the paths and, feeling confident, walked on. As soon as she stepped on this side, bright yellow flowers sprang up at the fork in the road and continued to blossom alongside every step she made. The goddess felt buoyant that her decision produced such light and reassuring beauty. She picked one of the yellow flowers and, twirling it in her fingers, kept walking.

She reached…

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Diary of a mothering worker. April 6, 2017.

YES. necropolitics is NOT development

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Post 242.

When you are in a gathering with women leaders from Akawaio, Garifuna, Kalinago, Lokono Arawak, Machushi, Maho, Mopan Maya, Q’eqchi Maya, Wapichan and Warrau First Peoples, it’s best to simply listen.

These women, some of them among the few women chiefs in the region’s Indigenous People’s communities, represent those who have belonged to the land and who the land has belonged to for many thousands of years. Most striking in their stories is their struggle against lack of recognition of such belonging.

Listen to women like Faye Fredericks, who is Wapichan and from what is now known as Guyana, and who has been passionately fighting mining and logging’s shocking destruction of the very forest her ancestors and community have drawn their sustenance and cosmologies from as long as they remember.

Next time you think approvingly of Guyana’s economic model, ask yourself how we can so ignore her evidence…

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