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Marcha #NiUnaMenos 3-6-2015.
Marcha contra la violencia de género, el feminicidio y la legitimidad de derechos. Pedido de leyes para la prevención y contención como así también castigos de acorde a culpables.
"Thousands of people rallied in cities across Argentina on Wednesday to demand more robust action to prevent violence against women after a spate of murders". Jonathan Gilbert; The New York Times. June 3, 2015.
Soy culpable por haber aprendido a querer, por haber escuchado tu voz y culpable de haberte tenido y darte calor, culpable por haber esperado tu amor, por haber aprendido a entender y culpable por haberte perdido otra vez.
Lima. Culpables. "La revolución y la tierra
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Concentración en Iruñea contra la situación de emergencia de las personas migrantes en la zona de los Balcanes Grecia y Turquía, con la complicidad de los Gobiernos Europeos.
Marcha #NiUnaMenos 3-6-2015.
Marcha contra la violencia de género, el feminicidio y la legitimidad de derechos. Pedido de leyes para la prevención y contención como así también castigos de acorde a culpables.
"Thousands of people rallied in cities across Argentina on Wednesday to demand more robust action to prevent violence against women after a spate of murders". Jonathan Gilbert; The New York Times. June 3, 2015.
El Procurador General de Justicia del Estado, Manuel de Jesús López López, reiteró la firme voluntad del Gobierno de Oaxaca de esclarecer diversos delitos de trascendencia social cometidos en la entidad.
Oaxaca de Juárez, 23 de mayo de 2012
If you look carefully at this image, you might notice a tiny cross on top of the girls dorm in the distance. Can you see it? I never had any idea why it was there. The boys dorm didn’t have one. But the cross on the girls dorm persisted for the entirety of my time on campus—except for a period of about 18 hours in the final months of the winter of 1984. A couple years after this photograph was taken, the same view led Tom Kock, Mike Naumann, and me to decide that this cross might look better on top of Marquette, the then-vacant dorm next to it. After some deliberation, we decided to take a per that evening and do something about it. How cool would it be for the campus to wake up and discover that the cross had mysteriously moved one building over?
Some readers might recognize Mike Nauman’s name from the essay I published about my return to campus in 2024. He was the one who retrieved the Campion cafeteria trays out of Campion Hall back in the day. Of all my friends, no one had a more unique skill set than Mike. Ask yourself how you would get into this fully secured building? On at least one occasion, Mike got in through the domed white cupola perched at the very top, after which he gave a few friends and I a nighttime tour. I wouldn’t be surprised if Mike knew Campion Hall and the tunnel system that ran beneath the campus better than the maintenance staff.
Once everyone returned to their respective dorms for study hall that evening, Tom, Mike, and I made our way to the south end of the girls dorm with a random collection of tools we had scavenged that day in anticipation of our mission. Needless to say, Mike Naumann was the lynchpin to the plan. The only way we had to access the rooftop of the girls dorm was to scale the exterior of the building. In a matter of minutes, Mike made his way up a drainpipe and onto the roof. He would have made it even faster had he not stopped to enjoy the view. The drainpipe ran next to a series of windows that allowed him to peer into the dorm and observe the proceedings. You can see the rooftop cross and drainpipe Mike used in the background of this image.
By the time Mike was standing on the roof, it had become clear that there were parts of the plan which had not been fully considered. First, the cross turned out to be huge. And second, we weren't the only ones on a per that night. It was freezing outside. We knew why we were standing around in the cold. Why were they? This was going to slow us down.
After freeing the cross from the guy wires that held it in place, Mike used a rope to lower it down to Tom and me, whose role to this point had been to stand around in the shadows and try to look inconspicuous while Mike did all the work. Once Mike was safely back at ground level, it seemed like a simple matter to get the cross up to the top of Marquette. The building was old enough that it had an external fire escape which provided easy access to the roof. But the process was not simple. The plan was conceived with a much smaller cross in mind. Inconspicuously hauling the giant cross up the narrow set of stairs and switchbacks turned out to be a lot of work. By the time we had maneuvered it up to the rooftop, we had no time left to do anything but lean it up against an exterior wall and head back to the boys dorm.
We woke up the next day eager to see the morning light illuminate our handiwork. It was not the magnificent exchange we had originally pictured. It looked like an unfinished project—which it was. After both students and faculty began to notice our small change to the campus landscape, I tried to write a story about it for the school newspaper. Prof. King killed it, just as he killed my other independent story ideas, like the one promoting a small business in the boys dorm in which some enterprising classmates sought to sell Coke products out of their room to those who preferred The Real Thing over the Pepsi products stocked in the vending machines. (After King killed my story, school administrators killed the small business. Sorry about that, guys.)
By the end of the day, the three of us found ourselves walking out of the dean's office dormed (i.e., confined to the boys dorm) for two weeks. The last thing Dean Hayes asked us as we were leaving was, "Is this more or less of a punishment than you expected?" In the moment, none of us knew why he was asking. We just shrugged, unwilling to commit one way or the other. The truth was that we didn't even consider the possibility of getting caught, but two weeks definitely seemed excessive for what we viewed as a harmless prank. It eventually occurred to me that Dean Hayes was asking because he had no idea what was appropriate. He was trying to choose a punishment that wasn't excessively harsh but would still serve as a deterrent. While the three of us agreed he had overshot, I don't doubt that the maintenance crew tasked with getting the cross down from Marquette and back up to the top of the girls dorm would have voted for more severe consequences.
We never tried to deny our culpability in the events of the previous evening nor did we ask how we were identified as the culprits, but years later the answer to this question seems obvious. All they had to do was look at the sign-out sheet to see who took pers that night. Tim Linn, Mike Naumann, Tom Kock. Bingo, bingo, bingo. (Or rather, bingo, bingo, Little Bingo.) We probably should have thought of that. Not the first plan nor the last to go pear-shaped.
Months later at the senior class dinner, the tutors handed out a series of joke “fines” to classmates who had come to their attention for various reasons over the course of the school year. Mike Naumann’s fine was by far the largest because, as one tutor put it, “We could never relax, even on our days off. In the back of our minds we were always wondering, ‘Where is Mike Naumann and what is he doing?’” They didn’t know the half of it.
MLPS was Martin Luther Prep School, a conservative Lutheran high school located in Prairie du Chien, Wisconsin, that operated in the 1980s and early 90s. Some Catholics may remember its prior incarnation as Campion Jesuit High School. I write more about its history here: new.express.adobe.com/webpage/9IEe38JdMS0gW
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RISE AGAINST COMMUNAL VIOLENCE ! 05.03.2002 Friends, JOIN THE MARCH FOR NATIONAL UNITY!! .
The events which have unfolded over the past few days in Gujarat have evoked the memories of not onlythe communal riots of 1992 or 1984 but also the widespread mayhem and massacres during the days of thePartition. That this happening in our country 54 years after Independence aptly demonstrates what has gone.
seriously wrong in our post-colonial nation building project..
The governments both at Gujarat as well as at the Centre are not only culpable of criminal negligence but.
also of actual connivance. The people are still being kept in the dark about the culprits of the Godhra killings.
with contradictory claims being made by BJP leaders at various levels, at times suggesting an lSI hand and.
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the Modi government (backed by the Home Minister) to expand the scope of the judicial inquiry into the .
sometimes blaming some corporators from the Congress. What is even more reprehensible is the refusal of.
Godhra incident to include the following communal carnage in Ahmedabad and other places. This brazen.
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attempt to shield the RSS-VHP-Bajrang Dal who played havoc with the lives and properties of the Muslim.
minority in Gujarat further exposes the communal and fascistic character of the BJP..
The deliberate inaction of the Gujarat Police and the complicity of the State Administration already stands.
different parts of Gujarat continue to pour in with the death toll rising by the day. Even judges and senior exposed, thanks to the role played by sections of the print and electronic media. Reports of violence from.
police officials belonging to the minority community had to fend for themselves in the face of the fury of the.
saffron fanatics (TO/, 5.3.2002). In the backdrop of this complete collapse of law and order in the State, the.
Modi government should be summarily dismissed and the Army be deployed in all the affected areas..
It is also alarming that the Vajpayee government is continuing negotiations with the VHP leadership. In this.
worst display of appeasement of the communal and extremist elements, the Prime Minister is reportedly.
being persuaded to hand over at least part of the acquired land in Ayodhya. .
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Apart from being patently.
illegal, any decision in that direction by the government has the potential of causing an explosion of.
communal strife across the length and breadth of the country. The Prime Minister by continuing dialogue.
with the VHP on these lines, even in the aftermath of the Gujarat events, is also ruining India's image as a.
secular and democratic country before the international community. .
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'ramsevaks' at Ayodhya should be prevented. .
These dangerous talks should stop immediately. In order to uphold the Constitution, the congregation of the.
The VHP is not articulating a democratic or negotiable.
demand; it is directly challenging the rule of law by posing it against what they call as 'faith'. How irrational.
and ridiculous that 'faith' can be, is best exemplified by Sant Paramhans' remarks that even if Lord Ram.
were to tell him that the disputed site was not his birthplace, he would not budge (Hindu, 5.3.2002). These.
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irrational, obscurantist and fundamentalist elements masquerading as religious leaders are holding the.
entire nation to ransom in the name of a temple and putting our unity and integrity at peril. The VHP should.
be banned and its leaders arrested for violating the law of the land..
In view of the dangerous possibility of the Vajpayee government relenting under pressure from the VHP and.
the need to prevent it as well as to protest against the orgy of violence in Gujarat, the Left parties have.
called for a March to the Parliament. SFI appeals to all progressive, democratic and secular students to join in this March Against Communal Violence and to Uphold National Unity. .
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WHEN COMMUNALISM IS THE ENEMY, IT IS A CRIME NOT TO FIGHT !.
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JOIN A MARCH TO PARLIAMENT AGAINST.
ATROCITIES IN GUJARAT .
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BUS LEAVES FROM GANGA DHABA.
AT 10.00 A.M. ON 6TH MARCH, 2002 (Wednesday) .
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I've previously photographed an ancient Grey Mangrove at Shelly Beach at Red Head, commenting on its rare location and on its age and on my worst-case fears that an act of vandalism or a natural catastrophe could one day damage this rare tree.
This tree, one of a very small group, only one other of which has reached a reasonable size, had stood as a sentinel on the southern end of the Shelly Beach, having been in that location struggling for survival for possibly many hundreds of years.
If it could talk it would no doubt tell epic stories of indigenous people coming to this beach to catch fish and just enjoy its tranquility.
I found and photographed this tree after it had been cut down and the various bits removed by persons unknown 30 metres to a location near the entrance from the beach to the rainforest walking track on June 24th 2016.
How the tree was killed remains a mystery but I am led to believe it was blown over by a serious storm which hit the area in late June 2016 and I am hoping that the chainsaw cuts in it are from someone who simple attempted to drag it up the beach out of the way of beachgoers.
I spoke to a few members of the Landcare team who looked after Red Head Littoral Rainforest Reserve and no-one was able to tell me how the tree was damaged.
The worst-case scenario, which I hope wasn't the case, is that someone has shown culpable disrespect for this ancient sentinel and cut the tree down in an act of lunacy.
Any information on the circumstances of how this rare mangrove tree met its end is welcomed.
Note - This image was originally posted on my free Mypix4u2c Flickr account on July 16th 2016. It had been viewed 334 times up till on 2nd July 2024 when it was transferred to my Black Diamond Images account.