Somewhere between that setting sun

This is fucking disgusting (source).

They literally stopped the whole show to make her leave. They put her in a position where the entire audience would blame her if the show didn’t go on, rather than blaming the islamophobic fuckers who refuse to preform just because a tourist chooses to have her face covered.

But hey, this is totally a “post-racial society!!! everyone is respected regardless of race or religion!!!”

This is Mihaela Noroc, a 29 years old photographer from Romania. Mihaela travels the globe, taking pictures of women all around the world in different countries and puts them into a book which she calls The Atlas of Beauty. 

Baltic City, Finland

Shiraz, Iran 

Omo Valley, Ethiopia 

Yangon, Myanmar 

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil 

Amazon Rainforest 

Colca Valley, Peru

El Pacio, Chile 

Ethiopia 

Nasir al-Mulk, Iran 

Little India, Singapore 

New York, USA 

Medellin, Columbia 

Havana, Cuba 

Chang Mai, Thailand 

Oxford, UK 

Tibetan Plateau, China 

Mawlamyine, Myanmar

Bogota, Colombia 

Havana, Cuba 

San Francisco, USA 

Sydney, Australia 

Taskent, Uzbekistan

Tbilisi, Georgia 

Otavalo, Ecuador 

Maori Temple, New Zealand 

San Pedro de Atacama, Chile 

first they celebrated Kwanzaa, a holiday Disney hadn’t covered yet.

then they talked about homelessness

then they had vegan characters who took the time to explain what that meant

all in a show already progressive for it’s time.

Penny wore the hijab and everything and they even mentioned how the hijab is a choice!

Little do you know…you opened a new window for the wind, the sun, hope, and freedom

like what the fuck, nothing happened to you on that day – which, you know, thank goodness – so why the fuck do you insist on dominating the conversation? my daily life is still being effected by this even now, over ten years later.

but you’re not interested in hearing about how my fifth grade health teacher never again called on me or the arab girl in my class. you’re not interested in how whenever my family travels, all fourteen of us (a number that used to include young children) get “randomly” searched. you’re not interested in the fact that when i was asked to buy a propane tank for a barbecue, i spent the rest of the day stressed out and worried that the attendants at all the stores visited to inquire were all going to think i was making explosives (all stores in the neighborhood mysteriously were out of propane tanks in the middle of summer). you’re not interested in the fact that whenever my cousin prepares to fly on his own, his mother calls him to make sure he’s clean shaven so he doesn’t look “like a terrorist.” you’re not interested in the fact that when i was you’re not interested in the fact that i once witnessed a whole family of white people bypass the x-ray scanner for the old fashioned metal detector, but when i asked for the same treatment, i was denied; when i pointed out the (many) signs claiming that i had the right to refuse going through that machine, the tsa agent who mere seconds earlier berated me for my request went conveniently deaf. you’re not interested in hearing about how my sister was told “sorry about your leader” when osama bin laden was killed.

i could reference personal anecdotes until i went blue in the face.

there are countless people who have stories like this, stories that are grotesque and demeaning and terrifying. these are everyday occurrences.

but you’re not interested in any of that. frankly, you’re not even that interested when middle eastern and muslim (and sometimes non-muslim desi) people are subjected to extreme violence or killed. you guys got over chapel hill pretty damn fast. if you noticed it at all.

you don’t give a fuck about us, or our ongoing 9/11 stories. you just want to tell me about how horrible it was, sitting in class and listening to other kids get their names called on the pa system.