…that the Nigerian kidnappers are not only cowards, but also incompetent: http://www.aol.com/article/2014/07/07/report-more-than-60-girls-escaped-boko-haram-friday/20925860/?ncid=webmail1 This time, they lost hold of 63 prisoners.
So, to the Nigerian army, police, etc.; I say, “Whey can you not catch these people?”. I understand that you want to keep the hostages safe, but surely you are equipped with sharp-shooters? If not, we in Texas are loaded with them. We would be glad to lend you a few. I personally have at least seven or eight at my disposal. Stop messing about and get to it!! #bring back our girls!~~TSG
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07
Jul
14
further proof…
Well, today’s news confirms my original thought; the kidnappers of the Nigerian school girls are not men. Please, guys, save yourselves further embarrassment and let the remaining captives go. I am quite sure they can find their way back. Four of their comrades just did so.
Besides, your position in untenable. Western education is not the problem. No education is. If someone has to be forced to believe something, they will give it up at the first opportunity. Try persuasion. Well, after you get out of jail, assuming you do. If Nigerian prisons are anything like ours, you will be lucky to survive the first night. Those who prey on children are the lowest of the low.
#Send Back Our Girls!
How dare you call yourselves men?!
I know many men. They are fathers, brothers, husbands, sons, friends, co-workers and employers. Did you notice the word missing here, “kidnappers”? I will give you some more words; protectors, providers, supporters, teachers. Again, not kidnappers.
I know you believe that there are things wrong with the world, but real men don’t threaten children. Real men don’t traffic in human beings. Real men do not shoot random civilians.
I have provided this definition of “men” in the hope that you might read it and be ashamed of your behavior. Now, I am going to make an exception to my no-hashtag rule:
#BRING BACK OUR GIRLS!!
24
Oct
13
i ran, but i couldn’t hide
Yesterday, as usual, I stayed home while the college I work at held their annual “Pink Out”. As you can probably guess, this involves everyone’s wearing pink to support breast cancer awareness. I don’t work on this day because I cannot handle this; it gives me panic attacks. So, I stay home and do things I would do if I were on vacation.
This year however, I had panic attacks anyway. This stemmed from an innocent conversation with a co-worker. Let me say up front that I know this person meant well and is just concerned for me. When I said that I would not be in on Wednesday, s/he asked why. I explained that it was too painful for me and that it caused panic attacks. S/he asked, “Have you sought professional help for this?”. I felt as if someone had slapped me across the face. The “correct” way of dealing with breast cancer has so worked itself into the collective consciousness that my reaction to it is seen as a “problem”. If I had announced that I could not attend a meeting about SIDS (Sudden Infant Death Syndrome) because I had lost a child in that manner (I did not, but I feel great sorrow for those who have), no one would have said a word. But, because I don’t want to be pink and cheerful over having my quality of life permanently damaged; I need help.
I do NOT need help. I need people to get that there is something wrong with this entire process. In the 1960’s, when I was born, the main treatment for this cancer was removal of breasts. It is completely ridiculous that, almost 50 years later, that is still the standard! Seriously!? FIX THIS! We are not impressed.
If I were to start a charity, I would call it FixThisNow. There would be no t-shirts, mugs or other merchandise. Every penny not needed to keep things running would go straight to independent research not funded by anything but those monies. No corporations, no hospitals, no drug companies. Then, maybe we could get somewhere because no one would have a stake in keeping this disease around.
Women who have had breast cancer are not the problem, regardless of how they chose to cope. Cancer IS the problem and we need unbiased people trying to solve it.–TSG
In the Ensuing Panic 
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