He shouted at her with so much resentment. “All my bad memories are gone. But why… why can’t I become happy?” Then the witch took his soul as they had promised, and told him this. “Hurtful, painful memories. Memories of deep regrets. Memories of hurting others and being hurt. Memories of being abandoned. Only those with such memories buried in their hearts can become stronger, more passionate, and emotionally flexible. And only those can attain happiness.” So don’t forget any of it. Remember it all and overcome it. If you don’t overcome it, you’ll always be a kid whose soul never grows.
Hey, I don’t acknowledge a lot of things on this blog Ik, but this is truly important and something which not many people will hear about cause my country is fucked up. So, hear me out
I’m Mexican and I live in in the state where most feminicides (people killing women just because they are women) occur. Mexico City which is couple kilometres from here is the second one and so on. Mexico’s feminicide rate is worrying to a point you might think authorities are doing something, right? Well, no.
Let me tell you about some atrocious feminicides:
Minerva, she was one of the first victims, if not, the first of this year. She visited some family to celebrate New Year with a guy named Fernando. When they returned to her house late at night, she was stabbed by Fernando, killing her and leaving her on the floor. She was 42
María del Pilar, she lived in Guanajuato (one of the many states we have) with her boyfriend; they had gone out to buy some groceries. She had received threats from her ex boyfriend. She was buying bread and milk when one guy on a motorcycle came and started shooting at the air. She ran and hid in a store but the guy found her and when she tried to escape, he shot her in the face and ran away.
Isabel Cabanillas de la Torre, she was 26, had a four years old kid, she was an entrepreneur and an artist. She was part of a campaign which focused on defending women’s rights and the fight against feminicides. Her friends and family shared on social media she was missing and two days later, she was found dead in the center of Ciudad Juarez, in some place known as “El corredor seguro para mujeres”. She was shot dead in the chest various times.
Ingrid Escamilla, she was 25 and after fighting with her boyfriend, he decided that the best thing to do was killing her. He stabbed her and skinned her from the head to the knees, he removed several organs and threw them in the toilet and the sewer. The media not having any empathy, published the photos of what had happened, you could literally see Ingrid’s skinned body on first page everywhere.
10 women are murdered in Mexico every day. We want to live, we want to laugh, we want to be safe and the people we should trust, the government is doing nothing!
Our president is…I don’t have words to describe him. But things he has done? 0. Women had told him the situation Mexico is going through, they had asked for help and he has minimised the problem saying we make a big deal out of what’s actually happening. Mexico is a big joke to the rest of the world right now because he’s selling the presidential plane…Wait, but he’s not, the plane’s on lottery tickets. Yeah, you could win the fucking plane if you had the luck.
So, we as women decided that no one but us were going to do something. Since yesterday we’ve been doing stuff.
On March 7, women across the country did a human chain, protesting against what has happened.
Today, we’re gonna march for kilometres protesting about all the women we lost along the way. The one that have disappeared, the ones we didn’t know anything of. For the ones we’re still waiting to come home. For the ones we know are dead but not gone nor forgotten. But guess what? There has been threats, people wanting to hurt women with acid and some awful things.
And on March 9, we’re disappearing. We’re not going out, we’re staying home pretending we’re gone. This movement is called “Un día sin mujeres” (A day without women). So people can see the impact it would have if all of us just disappear.
We have manifested before, maybe you saw the pictures of monuments which were “vandalised”.
But all of that happened after women went to the police and only received harassment. All of that happened when our voices were not heard. And peace stopped being the right way to manifest.
Cause maybe you have seen Mexico after protests, because those are the only pictures anyone has. But, have you seen the ones where there is no “violence” against monuments?
The first photo was taken in Mexico City, the fountain known as “Diana Cazadora” (Huntress Diana) surprised everyone with red waters.
The second one is known as Minerva. A fountain in Jalisco where of course, many women are killed and disappeared everyday.
They water turned red for all the blood which has been shed. And few hours later, they were “fixed”
Or, let me show you an altar made also in Mexico City.
I was there and not even one reporter took photos. It was an altar for some of the women. And the second one? It is one of the most emblematic monuments in the city. “Ángel de la independencia” (Independence Angel). The altar was there and why is it like that? Since one of the protest it’s been like that under “reparations” truth be told, it’s the government’s way to tell us that we can’t do anything to monuments for they are covered and protected.
Yup, our government protects monuments way more than the citizens.
“I’m full of so much gratitude right now. I do not
feel elevated above any of my fellow nominees, or anyone in this room,
because we share the same love: The love of film. And this form of
expression has given me the most extraordinary life. I don’t know what
I’d be without it.
But I think the greatest gift that its given me
and many of us in this room is the opportunity to use our voice for the
voiceless. I’ve been thinking a lot about some of the distressing issues
that we are facing collectively and I think at times we feel or are
made to feel that we champion different causes. But for me, I see
commonality.
I think whether we’re talking about gender and
equality or racism or queer rights or indigenous rights or animal
rights, we’re talking about the fight against injustice. We’re talking
about the fight against the belief that one nation, one people, one
race, one gender, or one species has the right to dominate, control and
use and exploit another with impunity.
I think that we’ve become very disconnected from the natural world. And
many of us, what we’re guilty of is an egocentric world view: The belief
that we’re the center of the universe. We go into the natural world and
we plunder it for its resources. We feel entitled to artificially
inseminate a cow and when she gives birth, we steal her baby, even
though her cries of anguish are unmistakable. And then we take her milk
that’s intended for her calf and we put it in our coffee and our cereal.
And I think we fear the idea of personal change, because we think we
have to sacrifice something, to give something up. But human beings at
our best are so inventive and creative and ingenious. And I think that
when we use love and compassion as our guiding principles, we can
create, develop and implement systems of change that are beneficial to
all sentient beings and to the environment.
Now, I have been a scoundrel in my life. I have been a scoundrel, I’ve
been selfish, I’ve been cruel at times, hard to work with and
ungrateful. But so many of you in this room have given me a second
chance. And I think that’s when we’re at our best: When we support each
other, not when we cancel each other out for past mistakes, but when we
help each other to grow, when we educate each other, when we guide each
other toward redemption. That is the best of humanity.
I just – I want to – um – When he was 17, my brother wrote this lyric:
He said ’Run to the rescue with love and peace will follow.’ Thank you.
