It’s all so pathetic, isn’t it? You spend twenty years in school learning about things that don’t really matter, so you can get a good job and work your butt off twelve hours a day, so you can earn enough money to have a nice house and a nice car and nice clothes and god-knows-what-else, so you can marry and have kids and afford to send your kids to a good school, so they can graduate and get a good job and have kids and—guess what?—the fucking cycle starts all over again. And then just before you die, your entire life flashes before your eyes and you suddenly realize: “Damn, I wasted my whole life for nothing!” But you know it’s too late. Too late to compensate for all the lost time. Too late to carpe diem, for once. So why—
can’t we all just do whatever we want to do and make the most out of our little lives, without having to question all the time whether or not what we’re doing is right?
In 2010, Vancouver-based photographer Hana Pesut embarked on a photo project: taking pics of couples, friends, and family twice: once in their own outfits and again wearing each others outfits against the same background.
The result is Switcheroo—a funny, poignant take on gender bending that conveys an enduring bond between Pesut’s subjects, no words necessary.
Window Socket - Kyuho Song & Boa Oh
So this is an absolutley brilliant idea! Just attach the plug on to a window and it will harness solar energy. A small converter will convert it into electricity which can be freely used as a plug when you are in the car, on a plane or outside.
Love this design and I really think it has a great potential.
I went to the mall, and a little girl called me a terrorist.
My name is Ela. I am seventeen years old. I am not Muslim, but my friend told me about her friend being discriminated against for wearing a hijab. So I decided to see the discrimination firsthand to get a better understanding of what Muslim women go through.
My friend and I pinned scarves around our heads, and then we went to the mall. Normally, vendors try to get us to buy things and ask us to sample a snack. Clerks usually ask us if we need help, tell us about sales, and smile at us. Not today. People, including vendors, clerks, and other shoppers, wouldn’t look at us. They didn’t talk to us. They acted like we didn’t exist. They didn’t want to be caught staring at us, so they didn’t look at all.
And then, in one store, a girl (who looked about four years old) asked her mom if my friend and I were terrorists. She wasn’t trying to be mean or anything. I don’t even think she could have grasped the idea of prejudice. However, her mother’s response is one I can never forgive or forget. The mother hushed her child, glared at me, and then took her daughter by the hand and led her out of the store.
All that because I put a scarf on my head. Just like that, a mother taught her little girl that being Muslim was evil. It didn’t matter that I was a nice person. All that mattered was that I looked different. That little girl may grow up and teach her children the same thing.
This experiment gave me a huge wakeup call. It lasted for only a few hours, so I can’t even begin to imagine how much prejudice Muslim girls go through every day. It reminded me of something that many people know but rarely remember: the women in hijabs are people, just like all those women out there who aren’t Muslim.
People of Tumblr, please help me spread this message. Treat Muslims, Jews, Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Pagans, Taoists, etc., exactly the way you want to be treated, regardless of what they’re wearing or not wearing, no exceptions. Reblog this. Tell your friends. I don’t know that the world will ever totally wipe out prejudice, but we can try, one blog at a time.
Wow. No words