One person wrote “nuke Uganda” in response to that homophobic Ugandan politician and that’s probably the best representation of how American liberals react to any “social justice” issue in the Third World.
Archaeologists began digging for treasure beneath a 19th century fort in northern India on Friday, after a popular Hindu holy man said a former king appeared to him in a dream and told him of a nearly US$50-billion cache.
The treasure hunt began after Hindu swami Shobhan Sarkar relayed his dream to an Indian government minister who was visiting the swami’s ashram last month.
The swami said the spirit of King Rao Ram Baksh Singh, who was hanged in 1858 after rising up against British colonial forces, told him to take care of the 1,000-ton treasure hidden under the late king’s fort in the northern state of Uttar Pradesh.
Indian geological and archaeological officials surveyed the area Sunday and found evidence of heavy metal about 20 metres underground, District Magistrate Vijay Karan Anand said. Digging would the only way to confirm which type of metal. (AP Photo)
A young woman takes on the pink rIbbons and the rest of the “pinkwashing” industry during Breast Cancer Awareness Month
by Amanda Vodola
One night in May 2012, I was lying in my bed in my Brooklyn apartment, tossing and turning because it felt like I pulled my pectoral muscle. It was uncomfortable, and, after a breast exam, I found a distinct lump in my right breast. I did some research the next morning and called my mom to let her know. “It’s probably nothing,” I assured her. I read a few websites and determined that it was likely a benign clump of cells (breast fibroadenomas) or a cyst that could be easily drained. After some arguing, my mom insisted I return home to Connecticut to see a doctor there.
In the following months, I turned 23, met several doctors, received multiple breast exams, had my first mammogram and a few ultrasounds. I was commuting from New York to Connecticut constantly, so my thinking and decision-making were along the lines of “What can I squeeze into a day so I can go back to New York?” I wasn’t very concerned; the chances of breast cancer in your 20s is 1 in 1,800 – that’s approximately a .0006% chance.
My doctors reassured me that it was most likely nothing, but I decided to get a biopsy so I could put this thing to rest and move on. In October, a few days after my biopsy, I was diagnosed with Ductal Carcinoma In Situ (DCIS) – a non-invasive breast cancer, commonly known as “Stage 0.” It’s been a year of intense reflection, and now that it’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I think it’s important for me to share my experience.