I have been lucky enough to grow up with the understanding that my goals and desires are not defined by me being a woman. Although there have been times that I have experienced unfair treatment or inequality because of my gender, I have never thought of it as something that would constrain me.
I realize now that that is no coincidence. The mindset of “I can do anything I want” was not adopted by accident.
Tarja Halonen was a woman with red hair and rhotacism, and she led the nation for 12 years emphasizing solidarity, equality, and the importance of…
It’s been almost one year since the world turned upside down.
I keep thinking how funny it is that every time I watch a movie with characters in big crowds without masks, I’m taken aback by how strange and far-fetched that idea seems. I barely remember that it used to be normal to go to concerts, hug people, and not worry about sanitizing your hands after touching a door handle.
The past year feels like five years and a blink of an eye all at the same time. …
After the mass shootings in Atlanta and Boulder last month, I felt compelled to write a little something about gun control in the U.S.
As expected, the story received some critical comments from who I am assuming to be pro-gun individuals. In my story, I touched on the issue of civil rights and individual liberty a little bit and I wasn’t surprised to see comments suggesting that restricting gun laws would be a violation of one’s civil rights. I knew that a lot of Americans feel threatened when their right to own a deadly weapon is questioned.
It’s been a grim week in the U.S.
On March 16th, Robert Aaron Long walked into Big Woods Goods and purchased a 9 mm handgun. A few hours later, he started a shooting rampage killing 8 people, six of whom were Asian women.
Six days later, a gunman killed 10 people in a grocery store in Boulder, CO.
Mass shootings are no news in the U.S. According to Vox, the U.S has nearly 4 times more gun violence than any other developed country in the world. The national rate of gun violence in the US is higher than in many…
There’s a recent conversation that I just couldn’t get out of my mind. The conversation was about George Floyd, as his murderer’s trial began about a week ago, and about all the silenced unrest his death revealed. We spoke about the protests, some of which turned violent, which I saw as an inevitable, justified rebellion, and he as unjustified, violent crime. We tried to find common ground but it was impossible. We simply saw the situation fundamentally differently. I saw the riots as the fault of social injustice and systemic racism. …
Sarah Everard went missing on March 3rd after walking home from a friend’s house around 9 pm. Earlier this week, only three days after the world celebrated International Women’s Day, police discovered her remains in Kent.
It is a sad reminder of how far we still are in the battle for not only equality but something as simple as safety.
Well, why was she walking alone at night? You might ask, what was she wearing?
It’s her fault that she wore a short dress, it’s her fault she walked instead of took the cab. Nothing new. …
When I open the TV, or my phone, or the newspaper, pandemic-related criticism is everywhere. Whether it’s criticism towards politicians and decision-makers or fellow citizens who don’t agree with rules and restrictions, the overall message seems to be that everyone is doing something wrong.
What is not seen very often, is recognition and gratitude for people who have been relentlessly working for over a year now in an attempt to contain the spread and protect people. I notice that I oftentimes assume things work the way they work on their own when actually, there are exhausted individuals who make it…
Some years ago, I was feeling deeply defeated. I wasn’t sure of my purpose or intention anymore, I felt like my career was a series of failures and like I had lost my chance. Disappointment after disappointment, I felt less and less excited about the future.
Then, one summer evening, my mother and I drove two hours outside of the city to our tiny summer cabin by the Vironlahti Bay. We arrived late at night, but as you may know, Nordic nights are light and the sun was nowhere near ready to set. It was just us two, the water…
Ah, perhaps you misunderstood then. I certainly didn't mean to imply that one would look to the poem for a n indication of what the immigration process is like!
I definitely agree with your point about making illegal immigration less desirable. One way to do that would be to make legal immigration more possible, as often, for many people without proper education, illegal immigration is the only viable option. This should not be the case. Why would legal immigration be harder than illegal immigration? One way to achieve this would definitely be to fine those who hire illegal immigrants more heavily!
The colossus of The Statue of Liberty proclaims:
“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
I had these words in my mind as I landed in Los Angeles, California in September of 2019, full of childlike anticipation and excitement. I was here to begin a new life full of opportunities and I couldn’t wait to get started. …
That girl next door.