Every time I look back to this photo, I feel uncomfortable — it haunts me. It’s as if they are saying to me, we are not a number — not only cheap labor and cheap lives. We are human beings like you. Our life is precious like yours, and our dreams are precious too. — Taslima Akhter.
Image: Two victims of a garment factory building collapse in Savar, Bangladesh by Taslima Akhter via Time Lightbox. Select to embiggen.
With fair-trade coffee and organic fruit now standard on grocery shelves, consumers concerned with working conditions, environmental issues and outsourcing are now demanding similar accountability for their T-shirts. And some retailers are doing what was once unthinkable, handing over information about exactly how, and where, their products were made.
Well I’m home for the summer. I don’t really know what I’m doing tomorrow or this week or this summer for sure yet, but I’m still happy and feeling comfortable here. I can deal with being a direction-less college student on break for awhile.
I am no fan of the New Jersey governor, but I’m also pretty tired of people making fun of him for his weight. There is plenty to criticize from a substantive, policy-based perspective, and so to sink to that line of attack is not only lazy but also insidious, enforcing destructive societal body image standards. Please stop doing it.
They keep saying I’m a hero. Let me tell you something — I’m an American, and I’m a human being. I’m just like you. I work for a living. There was a woman in distress, so why turn your back on that?
Charles Ramsey (via breanieswordvomit)