The Humanist Crusader

Stop telling people they just need to try harder. I've worked my ass off and gotten nowhere. Doctors don't respect POC. Doctors don't respect trans people. Doctors DEFINITELY don't respect disabled, chronically ill trans women who are black. Fuck my stupid baka life.

Anyways. Here's my kofi again, if anyone wants to commission me.

Original Post: Keith Porter was tragically taken from us by an off-duty ice agent, and his family is seeking justice during this difficult time. Every donation can help support their fight for truth and accountability. Please consider clicking the link below to contribute or share it with others who might want to help. Thank you for your support!

They come in pairs, never one person though one may hag back a bit. They have been seen using cars with significantly tinted windows, no business logos anywhere on the vehicle, or parking close to the home they walked up to only to drive away right after without visiting other homes, almost as if they’re not real sales people.

True door to door salespeople need a sort of peddler’s license, subject to city and county law, to solicit at your door. You can ask to see this permit. If they don’t provide one or make an excuse, they are likely bogus.

They wear a jacket with a company logo but likely don’t wear name tags and the Don’t provide id.

Tell them you’ll call the company about a noncompliant representative. Make them leave. Better yet not to open the door to them, and tell them nothing.

For the past two days, the storm has pushed families in Gaza into conditions that are impossible to imagine.

Our tents have flooded, our bedding is soaked, and the cold rain hasn’t stopped for a moment. Many families no longer have a place to stay… and mine is one of them.

I’m a child, and all I know right now is that we spend long hours under the rain, just trying to find a dry spot to rest. I see the exhaustion in my family’s eyes, and I feel helpless, because we have nothing to do but wait for the storm to end… or for someone to reach out and help us.

My family is fighting hard to keep going, and any support could mean so much to us in these painful moments.

Please share this and donate to my family, it would mean more than you can imagine.

We live through what remains of it every day, every cold night, and with every drop of rain that reaches our hearts before it touches our tents.

My home was completely destroyed… and everything beautiful that once filled my life disappeared under the rubble.

Now, with winter approaching, we stand with no shelter to protect our children from the cold, and nothing left to help us rebuild even the simplest parts of life.

If you can help — even a little — you could save an entire family from the harshness of winter.

Every contribution, no matter how small, makes a real difference here.

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I’m proud to share that:

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is (#715) ✅️

After a long period of waiting, misunderstandings, and accusations, it has now been clearly confirmed that my campaign is real and trustworthy.

I am Diala from Gaza, a Health Management graduate. I once had my job, my home, my car, and my own source of income. Life’s circumstances—not weakness—brought me to this point. I am here because I urgently need medical treatment, not for attention or sympathy.

Thank you to everyone who supported me and stood by me.

And to anyone who still feels uncomfortable with my campaign, I kindly ask you to remain silent now that everything has been officially verified.

To the kindhearted:Your donation or even sharing the campaign can save a life.

Thank you for every kind word and every act of support. 🤍

My name is Diala, a mother of three from Gaza.

For the past two years, I’ve been trying to rebuild my life after losing my home in the war. I’m recovering from a skull injury and need three medical surgeries to heal. My little son Moamen also needs two urgent surgeries.

I’m doing my best every day to care for my children — food, treatment, and shelter are daily struggles.

If you can, please donate or share my fundraiser. Even $1 or a reblog truly helps.

💙 Thank you for reading and for standing with me.

My friends, please understand, the so-called “ceasefire” is not real. In some areas the bombing has stopped, but the Israeli army still surrounds Gaza and allows only a tiny amount of aid to enter, just enough to keep people barely alive. From time to time, they resume bombing and destruction again, bringing more fear, more ruin, and more blood. 💔

We live among the rubble, covered in dust and smoke, with no shelter, no hospitals, no clean water, and no safe roads. Every day is a struggle to survive hunger, illness, and despair. Families are torn apart, children cry from pain, and the elderly wait for help that never comes.

Please, don’t ignore us. Don’t let my family and others fade away in this deadly silence. Your donation means food, medicine, and a small chance to survive another day. It means a glimpse of hope in a place that has forgotten what hope feels like.

And to the governments of this unjust world, where is your humanity? You unite and move mountains for the remains of a few Israeli soldiers, yet you abandon more than two million people to live in conditions beyond human endurance. Gaza is not a headline; it is a land full of souls still fighting to live.

Please, help us survive. Don’t let our lives fade away in the dust and smoke. 🙏💔