The Elephant House, “birthplace of Harry Potter”, located in George IV Bridge Street in Edinburgh, UK. One of the cafés where JK Rowling spent time writing, in 1995. The toilets are covered with messages, thank you notes and quotations from the books written by the fans.
Anonymous said: Hi sorry if I sound ignorant but what is happening with Israel? You are always super pretty btw
Thank you for the compliment.
As for your first question, I think it’s important to understand some history before jumping to current events. This is a bit long, but please read all of it, as thousands of lives are at stake.
Basically, the land where Israel currently exists was originally all Palestine, and many countries still refuse to recognize Israel today for this reason. In the 19th century, Jews migrated to the area from Europe, and soon the Zionist intention became apparent: to colonize and create a Jewish homeland. With increased Jewish immigration to Palestine, a conflict grew with the Arabs who were living there, and In the 1940s, the UN intervened and created the state of Israel as part of a 2-state plan to alleviate the conflict — Israel, of course, got the bigger share. This resulted in a war from 1947-49, by the end of which, “Israel had conquered 78 percent of Palestine; three-quarters of a million Palestinians had been made refugees; and over 500 towns and villages had been obliterated; and a new map was drawn up, in which every city, river and hillock received a new, Hebrew, name as all vestiges of the Palestinian culture were to be erased. For decades Israel even denied the existence of this population, former Israeli Prime Minister Golda Meir once saying: “There is no such thing as a Palestinian.””
In 1967, post the Six Day War, Israel occupied the final 22% of Palestine that had eluded it in 1948 – the West Bank and Gaza Strip - along with parts of Egypt (since returned) and Syria (which remain under occupation). International law does not allow the acquisition of territory by war, so these are occupied territories and do not belong to Israel.
Since then, the ensuing and current conflict can be described only as an ethnic cleansing by the Zionists of the Palestinians.
"There are two primary issues at the core of this continuing conflict. First, there is the inevitably destabilizing effect of trying to maintain an ethnically preferential state, particularly when it is largely of foreign origin. The original population of what is now Israel was 96 percent Muslim and Christian, yet, these refugees are prohibited from returning to their homes in the self-described Jewish state (and those within Israel are subjected to systematic discrimination).
Second, Israel’s continued military occupation and confiscation of privately owned land in the West Bank, and control over Gaza, are extremely oppressive, with Palestinians having minimal control over their lives. Over 10,000 Palestinian men, women, and children are held in Israeli prisons. Few of them have had a legitimate trial; Physical abuse and torture are frequent. Palestinian borders (even internal ones) are controlled by Israeli forces. Periodically men, women, and children are strip searched; people are beaten; women in labor are prevented from reaching hospitals (at times resulting in death); food and medicine are blocked from entering Gaza, producing an escalating humanitarian crisis. Israeli forces invade almost daily, injuring, kidnapping, and sometimes killing inhabitants.”
However, in most recent days, since the beginning of this holy Muslim month of Ramadan, Israel has escalated the conflict to a whole new level. Recently, the bodies of 3 kidnapped Israeli teenagers were found in Gaza. Without investigation and proof of whether Hamas - the Islamic Resistance Movement which governs the Gaza Strip - was responsible for the deaths or not, Israel has since then been bombing Gaza. The attack has resulting so far in over 200 Palestinian deaths and thousands of injuries - a large number of which are women and children. Just yesterday, 4 children, aged 9-11 were targeted while playing on the beach.
Israel has broken numerous UN resolutions and committed countless Human Rights violations, and yet the US continues to back it with funding and public support. Most Americans and people of the West are ignorant to the Palestinian crisis, as the media, including news channels like BBC, refuses to report the entire story and show the attack on Gaza. Fox has gone as far as to show pictures of the destruction in Gaza and put headlines under it speaking of the attack on Israel. And when forced to face the Israeli bombings, the media loves to parade the fact that Israel likes to warn the Palestinians beforehand. These ‘warnings’ are given with an extremely small time span between them and the attacks, and even if the Palestinians were to heed them, where would they go? The Gaza Strip is surrounded on land by the Egyptian and Israeli borders - both of which have been closed to refugees. Israel is literally bombing trapped civilians. This is genocide.
Yes, Hamas has answered with rockets, however Palestinians must act in some sort of defense when the people are being slaughtered so mercilessly. Regardless, most of these rockets miss or cause minimal damage — Palestine is nowhere near as armed as Israel is. The truth of this is apparent in how while, I repeat, there have been 200+ deaths in Palestine, zero Israelis have died as a result of this conflict.
The unevenness of the issue and which side is committing terrorism is written in the facts. And yet popular media continues to twist the truth, so no, I will not call you out as ignorant. But now that you know, it’s your responsibility as a human being to do something about it. Tell everyone you know, let people know the truth, so that one day we may see a free Palestine.
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So I’m new to this but old to Social Media. My purpose for being here is to blog about my experiences online and get out of the 140 character limit.
I have tried turning on the /ask feature but it’s just fills my inbox with random posts and questions that I see everywhere else.
I’m going to try…
Anonymous said: I don't know who Ayn Rand is. Should I change that or just let it lie?
Imagine the baby that would result from a night of passion between Ebenezer Scrooge (before the spirits changed his ways) and Mr. Krabs from Spongebob. Now imagine that movie grew up and married the baby that would result from a night of passion between Yzma from the Emperor’s New Groove and Mr. Burns from the Simpsons. Now imagine the newlyweds had a baby of their own, and that baby was raised aboard a Ferengi Starship, where she was tutored in empathy and compassion by Lord Voldemort. Now imagine that baby grew up and someone told her that any opinions she might have or conclusions she might reach are based on objective logic and reason, and that anyone who disagrees with her is simply being irrational. Now multiply that person’s greed and heartlessness by 100 and you’ll begin to see something that comes close to resembling Ayn Rand.
"… and to you, if you have stuck with Harry until the very end."
Here’s to book seven. Here’s to the years of anticipation before it and the years of discussion in its wake. Here’s to the boy who lived and how he changed everything.
And here’s to you, if you know that “the very end” isn’t happening anytime soon.
mainstream tumblr feminism may have many glaring faults but it has bred an army of teenage girls who understand the common ways that misogyny is reinforced in society and who know that they’re better off loving their fellow woman than fighting with her and that’s actually pretty damn revolutionary
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Now that we’ve reached another AMAZING milestone (THREE THOUSAND FOLLOWERS!!!!), we’d…
It is dark, Yeshua, in Jerusalem tonight,
and it is cold without the others here.
A bright-eyed convert came seeking Jude today,
and I had to tell her. It never stops hurting, relating how
it took eight Roman arrows to drive him to his knees,
where he venerated your name with cracked lips and grit teeth.
A man should never abandon faith in his god or
hope that his brother will one day return home, he said.
Denying his messiah would betray both principles, he said.
The soldiers claim that was the last thing he said,
but I know it was a hoarsely murmured Hebrew prayer
that your father taught the both of you when you were small.
The people of this city delighted in bludgeoning Matthias
folding stones into their children’s hands and cheering
as his sacrificial blood stained the cobblestones.
Forgive the Armenians, they didn’t mean to kill Bartholemew,
but the strips of flesh their whips tore from his body
did not prove blessed or impervious to attack.
He bled out raw and battered and sick with the thought of you.
Andrew showed more resolve, singing hymns
as he blistered spread-eagled in the Greek sun,
and Peter never lost an ounce of his zealotry,
demanding to be crucified upside down so
none may say he was worthy of your death, Yeshua.
Phillip followed in their suffocating footsteps, unremarkably.
Mark fell in Egypt, dragged behind a chariot,
Luke, near the Mediterranean, blue faced and tightly noosed,
and Matthew in Ethiopia, run through by foreign steel.
They perished in the hope that you would return any day now,
any instant. I do not think they understood.
I am the only one left,
an old man with nothing to give but fairytales bearing your name,
with no company but visions of the end and the hope that soon,
the end will find me.
So you must understand, Yeshua, that I cannot grant your wish.
I will pen revelations and prophecies until my bones turn to dust,
But you cannot ask me to recall Simeon’s laugh,
Peter’s infectious scheming, the tenderness of your mother,
the dark gleam of Mary’s hair as she danced in the firelight.
Your voice still rattles in the hollow spaces between my ribs,
I see the lines of your face in the paths of the stars
and that is pain enough, I think.
I am too old to argue, rabbi, and do not wish it on tonight of all nights.
Ask me tomorrow, when the moonlight does not make the river
look so much like the blood of my comrades.
Perhaps then I will not wish so much to join them.
Perhaps then I will be able to compose a gospel worth the telling.
Lamentation of John (alternately titled Some Manuscripts Read: The Prophet does Not Come)