NAACP issues travel warning in Florida: the state ‘has become hostile to Black Americans’ | The Hill

The NAACP issued a formal travel advisory for Florida on Saturday, saying the state has become “hostile to Black Americans” under Florida Gov. Ron DeSantis’s (R) leadership. “On a seeming quest to silence African-American voices, the Governor and the State of Florida have shown that African Americans are not welcome in the State of Florida,”…
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Al mirarlo escribir en su buhardilla

Santiago Galicia Rojon Serrallonga


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Ella se sintió cautivada al leer, en cada página, sus historias, sus textos, sus poemas; al mirarlo inspirado en su buhardilla, entregado a las letras, donde flotaba el perfume de la tinta y del papel; al saber que él se sumergía en las profundidades de su ser, hasta que llegaba a paraísos sublimes e infiernos insospechados, de donde regresaba con fórmulas e ideas geniales. Era un hombre apasionado, detallista, educado y ocurrente, entregado fielmente a su pasión, a su encomienda, a su delirio, a sus motivos, al arte. Lo admiraba demasiado y se sentía enamorada de él. A su lado, se sabía feliz, amada, completa y plena. Parecía, en todo caso, que se trataba del hombre ideal, de un sueño convertido en realidad, de un mundo de fantasías y realidades, de un personaje sustraído de una de sus novelas…

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SoCS: Love, Hate, and Yes, I Like that TV show, Plus: Dogs with Sticks.

Anything is Possible!

Today’sprompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “stick.”Use it as a noun or a verb; use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

Love is not always easy. To be honest, there are people and things that are hard to love. I admit to saying I hate some things. Maybe I don’t hate any particular person, but I hate it when people are mean and act like bullies. In order to save ourselves, sometimes we have to love people from a distance. Like people who are critical, or talk constantly, know it alls, who might have a good heart somewhere deep down, but after a while they can be toxic.

Back to love. How to stick with love….. I suppose it’s possible to remember that God loves everyone. But God doesn’t hang around with everyone all the time (I’m guessing here.) God can assign angels to hang out with…

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Trans girl misses Mississippi graduation after being told to dress like boy | AP News

A transgender girl in Mississippi is not participating in her high school graduation because school officials told her to dress like a boy and a federal judge did not block the officials’ decision. That’s according to Linda Morris of the American Civil Liberties Union, an attorney for the girl’s family. The girl had chosen a dress to wear with her cap and gown Saturday at Harrison Central High School in Gulfport. Graduating boys are expected to wear white shirts and black slacks, while girls are expected to wear white dresses. U.S. District Judge Taylor McNeel ruled late Friday that he won’t block school officials’ decision about the dress code.
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Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

A poem for kids in Vietnamese by Nguyễn Lãm Thắng
Translator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
Photography: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

Phuket on Fuji film


– Swimming in the sea
There’s no salt to see
And you say to me
Salt is from the sea

– But as the sun sets
Light and seawater met
Water left with the light
Only salt is left in sight.

May 2023


– Bé đi tắm biển
Nào thấy muối đâu
Sao bảo là muối
Lấy từ biển sâu.

– Nhưng rồi triều lên
Tràn vào đồng nắng
Nước bay về trời
Là còn muối trắng.

Nguyễn Lãm Thắng

Born August 14th, 1973, writes under many pseudonyms: Nguyễn Lãm Thắng, Lam Thuỵ, Trà Thị Kim Xuyến and as a children’s author: Nguyễn Trần Bảo Nghi, Du Lãm, Nhật Quang, Nguyễn Trần Khải Tú…

Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm, the blogger, poet, and…

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Os Lusíadas comigo!

” Das lembranças que na alma lhe moravam,

Que sempre ante seus olhos te traziam,

Quando dos teus fermosos se apartavam;

De noite, em doces sonhos que mentiram,

De dia, em pensamentos que voavam;

E quanto, enfim, cuidavam e quanto via

Eram tudo memórias de alegria. “

Os Lusíadas Canto III

Camões, Luís de

Os Lusíadas. 1 ed. Cotia, São Paulo. Pé da Letra, 2018

Marii Freire comigo!

Imagem: pinterest/ Hand Luggage Only

Santarém, Pá 20 de maio de 2023

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Filosofa’s Meandering Mind …

Filosofa's Word

What Is R.E.S.P.E.C.T.?

Yesterday, I played Aretha Franklin’s wonderful song, R.E.S.P.E.C.T.  And then, I did my usual perusal of the day’s news and a question began to form in my mind:  What, precisely, is respect?  My first answer was that it is something we have far too little of in this world today.

A quick look at the online dictionary gives two definitions for the word “respect”:

  • a feeling of deep admiration for someone or something elicited by their abilities, qualities, or achievements.
  • due regard for the feelings, wishes, rights, or traditions of others.

Both are apt, I think, and certainly there are people who deserve our respect as per the first definition, though we might not agree on who those people are.  But the context in which I typically speak of respect is more aligned with the second definition … which can be simplified by my motto:  Live…

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