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In August, 2013, Nat Geo wrote that the rate for female genital mutilation in Egypt was dropping. (See The Eternal Sunshine of National Geographic.) Sadly, dropping means going from 97 percent to around 90 percent. In a culture where the practice is so embedded it is called “The Pharaonic Custom,” miraculously, this drop happened in only a decade. Continue reading “One small step is basically standing still”
If you’re interested in economic development, 21st century style, activisim and urban development, this is an interesting topic. Can activism build a park and save a city? Stay tuned.
Even if you roll your eyes at the forced use of acronyms all around us, you might find DGAF really amusing/handy. DGAF as in “I DGAF about KIMYE, but a veil at your 17th wedding?” DGAF came across my email on a day when I saw OK (as well as o.k., okay and, annoyingly, k – because a two letter word is just too much to type) used as a superlative, an acceptance, and an indicator of a state that is nowhere near bad, horrible or dismal, but also a couple of exits away from ideal, perfect or peachy-keen. Its print presentation echoes the somewhat ambiguous existence. It is a compelling mash-up of O’s eternal rolling-alongness with the kinks and hard stops of K. Continue reading “Frankly my dear, I dgaf”
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