Sunday, December 27, 2015

Oregon Lesbian Selling Cooter Blood Painting of Donald Trump

THIS takes the all-time prize for depravity and feminazi uppitiness. A radical demoncrat from the socialist republic of Oregon has publicly announced that she is using the filthy, unclean blood that flows from her cooter, and used it to paint a disrespectful portrait of our next president, Donald Trump. To make her sin even more offensive to God, she is going to sell said disgusting painting to raise money to give to illegal wetbacks, no doubt so they can buy more narcotics. 



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This Artist Is Selling A Menstrual Blood Portrait Of Trump To Raise Money For Immigrants

Right out of her "wherever." 

Remember how when Donald Trump announced his candidacy he said people who arrive in the U.S. from Mexico are usually rapists or drug pushers, incensing the Latino community?

Can you also think back to after the first GOP debate when Trump criticized Fox News anchor Megyn Kelly for asking him tough questions by seemingly implying she had been on her period at the time?

“You could see there was blood coming out of her eyes, blood coming out of her wherever,” Trump said. (He later claimed he had meant to say nose)

Well, one artist is taking it all pretty literally. Meet Sarah Levy, who describes herself as an “independent journalist, activist, [and] artist.”

The Portland, Oregon creative had the idea to combine Trump’s two biggest campaign scandals to date by selling a portrait of the billionaire painted using, well, menstrual blood and donating the profits to an immigrants’ rights organization.

After waiting a month for her period to arrive, she painted this on Saturday night. It’s entitled “Whatever.”

“That he thinks he can bring up the healthy functioning of women’s reproductive systems to insult women’s intelligence is a big problem that I think needs to be called out,” Levy told BuzzFeed News.

The artist said she plans to sell the painting online, but noted the color had already changed from a bright red to a reddish-brown.
If you are strong in Christ and have an empty stomach, you can view the disgusting portrait HERE


Remember how when Donald Trump announced his candidacy he said people who arrive in the U.S. from Mexico are usually rapists or drug pushers, incensing the Latino community?

Remember how when Donald Trump announced his candidacy he said people who arrive in the U.S. from Mexico are usually rapists or drug pushers, incensing the Latino community?
Stephen B. Morton / AP

Can you also think back to after the first GOP debate when Trump criticized Fox News anchor Megyn Kelly for asking him tough questions by seemingly implying she had been on her period at the time?

Can you also think back to after the first GOP debate when Trump criticized Fox News anchor Megyn Kelly for asking him tough questions by seemingly implying she had been on her period at the time?
Andrew Harnik / AP

“You could see there was blood coming out of her eyes, blood coming out of her wherever,” Trump said. (He later claimed he had meant to say nose)

"You could see there was blood coming out of her eyes, blood coming out of her wherever," Trump said. (He later claimed he had meant to say nose)
John Minchillo / AP

Well, one artist is taking it all pretty literally. Meet Sarah Levy, who describes herself as an “independent journalist, activist, [and] artist.”

The Portland, Oregon creative had the idea to combine Trump’s two biggest campaign scandals to date by selling a portrait of the billionaire painted using, well, menstrual blood and donating the profits to an immigrants’ rights organization.

After waiting a month for her period to arrive, she painted this on Saturday night. It’s entitled “Whatever.”
After waiting a month for her period to arrive, she painted this on Saturday night. It's entitled "Whatever."
Sarah Levy / Via Facebook: sarahlevyart

“That he thinks he can bring up the healthy functioning of women’s reproductive systems to insult women’s intelligence is a big problem that I think needs to be called out,” Levy told BuzzFeed News.

The artist said she plans to sell the painting online, but noted the color had already changed from a bright red to a reddish-brown.
#Christ'sDeathAndResurrectionMatter


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David Mack is a reporter and weekend editor for BuzzFeed News in New York.
Contact David Mack at david.mack@buzzfeed.com.



Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Mormon women bare more than just their testimonies

Mormon women bare more than just their testimonies

A new nude photo project aims to redress the "more pointed, specific body issues" of Mormon women

HOLLY WELKER, RELIGION DISPATCHES

Self-evident Before I could stop them, the words flew out: I would love to be photographed for your project. And just as swiftly, the thought flew in: As soon as I lose thirty pounds. I had been enchanted by the Mormon Women Bare exhibit at the Summer 2013 Sunstone Symposium. I’d never seen anything so surprising, and […] Photo mormonwomenbare.


In July of 2013, Salt Lake City photographer Katrina Barker Anderson launched Mormon Women Bare, a website featuring nude portraits of Mormon women. Anderson, who has a degree in broadcast journalism from Brigham Young University, spoke to me recently about the project.

HW: What sort of attitudes about nudity did you grow up with?

KBA:  My mother is a painter; my father is a physician. So even as I grew up Mormon in small-town Ohio, I came from a background that normalized bodies from an artistic and medical point of view.  My parents never made a big deal if we happened to walk around the house naked—not that we were nudists, but we were comfortable in our bodies.

My mom always had art books in the house and as a kid I spent a lot of time looking at them.  Nudity in art was never an issue to me.  There was a difference between nudity that was meant to titillate and nudity that was a beautiful expression of the human form.

Not until I went to college at BYU did I realize that many Mormons have an issue with nudity in art. I majored in communications/ broadcasting, not art, but I took some art classes. At BYU, models in figure drawing classes wear bathing suits. I also did a study abroad in Spain through the art program, with trips to Paris and London and so forth. I remember a conversation with a male art student in the program, a sculptor, who said that all nudity in art was pornographic. Of course I argued with him about it, and I think that most art students aren’t that extreme. But it shocked me.

When did photographing Mormon women become a project you wanted to do?

I love doing portraits—my favorite subjects are people. That’s where I find the most interest, the most reward. I don’t get bored; every person is different. My journalism background comes out in that I like to tell a story, even if it’s just a picture of a face. Even if it’s just one image, which is one fraction of a second, there’s still a story.

A few years ago I did a project where I photographed breastfeeding mothers.That was the first time I tried to use my art to make a political statement. People try to stigmatize breastfeeding and I used photographs of women nursing their babies to normalize it.

But why Mormon nudes?

There were quite a few stories in 2012 within Mormon culture about modesty. The most extreme might be when an LDS magazine added cap sleeves to the angels in a painting by Carl Bloch.

I was so frustrated. I feel there’s been a shift even in the past five to ten years with more focus on modesty as this very arbitrary thing, like, even angels must wear sleeves. Little girls, even from toddler age, have to dress like they’re wearing the Mormon underwear known as temple garments, which is only for adults. I think that’s crazy.

So many Mormon women have so many issues with their bodies—as a lot of women do in our culture. But I think that Mormon women have even more pointed, specific body issues because they live in this patriarchy where they are judged by their looks almost more than anything and expected to be beautiful and  dress well.

There’s a really high standard for how Mormon women should look, and yet, we’re also supposed to be covered and not at all sexual in any sort of obvious way.

I was familiar with Matt Blum’s Nu Project—it’s all about body positivity. I thought, how could I explore this same idea, but through the Mormon lens, with Mormon women and their unique stories?

Tell me more about your claim that Mormon women have “more pointed, specific body issues.”  I doubt everyone will accept that.

From the moment I showed up at BYU as a high school senior to check the campus out until I graduated, I felt like it was a cuteness contest. There’s a lot of pressure for girls to be attractive.  Whether it’s spoken or not, and as much as more independent women might want to deny it, there’s a huge pressure in Mormon culture to get married before age 25. So that campus feels like you’re always on display.

My non-Mormon friends from high school who went to state universities would go to class in pajamas. They would get dolled up to go out at night, but BYU doesn’t have that night culture.  People don’t go clubbing; they don’t go to bars.  Instead, people feel like they have to look good all day, all the time.

Even for a 7 a.m. class?

Yes. Walk around BYU campus and you’ll see a lot of very shiny, pretty, well-dressed, well put-together college students. It’s required, because you’re trying to attract a mate.

As women age, become mothers, and go through their child-bearing years, there’s still that pressure of, I’ve had babies, but I want to look good.  Here I am with my three to five children who are all dressed well and I’m also dressed well, and I’m going to work out three times a week and watch what I eat. Those aren’t bad things, but there’s this cultural expectation of that’s how you have to be.

Then there’s this other expectation that I wasn’t aware of until I moved to Utah as an adult.  Utah supposedly has the highest rate of plastic surgery in the country. So many women simply plan to have plastic surgery after they have children. I have a very educated, successful friend who said that in her family, that’s just what everyone does: after they have children, they get a boob job.  So that’s what she did, and she’s happy with that, and more power to her. But the idea that that’s an expectation, that’s what I have a problem with.  If you want to get a boob job, I don’t care.  But if you have so much pressure that that’s just what you do because you think that’s the script, I don’t like that.

I also don’t think fake boobs should be the norm. Women are allowed to have small or saggy breasts.

You’ve discussed the project in terms of modesty, but what about vanity?

I approached one woman in her 60s who told me, “I’m too vain.  Even five years ago, I probably would have said yes, but now I just can’t.” I don’t think that modesty and vanity are all good or all bad. It’s about where your comfort level is.  I think you should dress to feel good about yourself. So, whether that’s more modest or less modest, you need to feel good.  And of course vanity plays into that; I don’t think anyone is without vanity.  But I think that this project is about pushing both of those aside and showing the reality of a female body.  It’s a very vulnerable, brave thing to do, to put aside our vanity and our modesty.  And what’s been so rewarding for me has been when these women tell me how empowering this is.

I didn’t appreciate how empowering it would be until I started taking the photographs.  I approached this project from the beginning very much as the observer.  Not until I took the photographs did I see how it made a shift for the women.  I think every single person has come out of this more comfortable in her skin, more sure of herself, more powerful.

I assume this shift happened before the photographs were posted on the website, right?  What is it about being willing to be naked in front of a photographer as proxy for everyone else that causes this?  

Women are taking their power and making a choice about what they’re doing with their bodies.  They’re not doing what other people tell them to do, they’re not conforming to a standard that they’ve been given.  In my statement on the website, I say that it’s about reclaiming.  They’re reclaiming their bodies as their own.  I think that as a woman who’s grown up in a patriarchy culture, it’s really hard to have a sense of self.  From the time we’re little children, we think of ourselves as belonging to our parents, to God, to the church, to our boyfriends, to our husbands, so—

—to children.

(laughs) Yeah!  We totally belong to our children! So we belong to all these other people and we don’t belong to ourselves. I think that in this experience, even if no one else sees the photos, each woman is doing something taboo, but she’s also reclaiming and making a choice for herself about her own body and how she wants to use and display it.  I also feel I can defend against a lot of the criticisms over a nude photo of a woman being objectifying because I also have her story in her words.  If women have a voice, they’re not just a photograph.

That’s also why I chose more than one photo for each woman. I wanted there to be more to the story. I want to show different facets and perspectives.  I want to show a spectrum of adult womanhood as well.  I’m trying to get women of color, though so far everyone I’ve photographed is white.  But I have women who are young and have never been pregnant; I have pregnancy; I have a mother who has just given birth—she’s nine days post-partum.  I have women in their 20s, I have women in their 30s; I have women in the 40s.  I am missing women over 50.  There’s a lot more self-consciousness over age 50.  More than one women over 50 who was really close to doing this backed out.  One was scheduled and canceled her appointment.

That gets back to the issue of both modesty and vanity we talked about—we can be very disdainful of aging bodies. What else makes women who are interested in posing become reluctant to go through with it?

I’ve had husbands object when the women wanted to do it.  That’s an interesting dynamic.

That gets to the ideas of empowerment and ownership that you see at the core of the project.

Yes!  I try to be understanding, because I feel that marriage is a partnership.  At the same time, I feel that ultimately, a woman is the owner of her own body and it’s her decision.  I don’t feel like a husband should be able to say no.  He can feel uncomfortable about it, but it’s still not his body.

What are the theological or doctrinal ramifications of your project?

Mormon doctrine is a very embodied doctrine. Our theology of God is about an embodied god.  We believe that God was once as we are. We believe that our bodies are temples.  We believe that it’s spiritually important to take care of our bodies. This project celebrates our bodies as temples and godlike—we were made in the image of God.

And our godlike bodies have genitals and stretch marks.

Yes. We’re also human and we live on an imperfect earth. Our bodies go through transformations: they age, they droop, they sag, they wrinkle, they weaken and get sick. But they also grow babies and feed babies and they can run and dance and do all these amazing things. There’s no reason for women to feel shame that our bodies aren’t completely perfect given all the amazing things we can do, and I want to celebrate them.

But at the same time that Mormon doctrines really do celebrate bodies, the basic ideas can become distorted within the wider culture, like all the cultural restrictions put on us, the ways we’re told to cover up and the way that our bodies are controlled and regulated by patriarchy and the ways we’re told we can and can’t use them.  I would hope that this project pushes against that and focuses more on the positive.














Monday, May 20, 2013

FEMEN TOPLESS FEMINISTS PISS OFF NEO-NAZIS

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I SPENT THE WEEKEND WATCHING TOPLESS FEMINISTS PISS OFF NEO-NAZIS

By Milene Larsson




Inna, founder of the French branch of Femen, at their headquarters in Paris.
Last Friday, I took the Eurostar from London to Paris to meet the topless feminist protest group Femen. Originally based in the Ukraine, the organization has since spread across the world. The idea was to film the buildup to Femen's next protest, but I didn't find out quite what I was getting myself into until I arrived at their headquarters—a lofty space above a theater in Goutte D'or—that afternoon.
The area has a large Muslim population and is dotted with Islamic cultural centrers, so it seems quite a ballsy (or boobsy? Is that a thing?) move to base themselves there considering a large part of their shtick is protesting against conservative Islam. Their last protest action, for example, was Topless Jihad Day—a day where Femen members got their boobs out in various European cities to show solidarity with Amina Tyler. Amina, is a 19-year-old Femen member from Tunisia who was drugged and given a "virginity test" after posting topless protest pictures of herself on Facebook.
When I arrived, the Paris HQ was plastered with banners from previous demos—one that read "Sextremism" in bright red paint covered an entire wall. A few members were trying to decide on the best slogan for the massive new banner, which a girl called Oksana was already decorating with paintings of topless Femen activists. The reason for the extended deliberation was because of a heated discussion over whether "Nazi factions" should be spelled with or without an s at the end. No one's going to pay you much attention in the protest world if you mess up your spelling.  

Femen members working on their protest banner.
Prolonging the whole thing even further, Inna Shevchenko—one of the original Ukrainian Femen members—then argued that the slogan ”Femen Action Against Nazi Factions” wasn’t strong enough. Inna started up the French branch of Femen in September 2012 after fleeing Ukraine because, in solidarity with Pussy Riot, she'd chainsawed through an eight-meter-tall crucifix in Kiev's main square. Which is something the Russian government presumably wouldn't be too happy about, when you consider that Pussy Riot were jailed for simply performing a "punk prayer" in a cathedral—a far cry from intentionally destroying a public piece of religious iconography with a massive serrated saw.
Inna was clearly the leader, but the cry of "Let's make a democratic decision!" was frequently blurted out as the group tried to conclude whatever particular thing it was they were trying to conclude. After various suggestions had been tossed around and subsequently shut down—if not by Inna, then by the other girls—we were left standing in an awkward, angry, silent void. The vibe was tense.   
The group didn't want to disclose what exactly it was they were planning in case authorities caught wind of it, giving them ample time to round the Femen members up before they could even unfurl their banners. But I'd guessed by this point (not exactly difficult, what with the all the arguing about the spelling on their banners) that the action was to be against far-right groups who were planning to congregate in Paris on May 12. 

Femen member Margueritte working on their banner.
Inna explained that the last time they confronted neo-Nazi thugs they were badly beaten, and she lost a tooth. So this time round they were planning a different, slightly more detached approach: waving their banners at the fascists from a distance. The plan was for Inna and Sarah, another core member of French Femen, to check into a luxury hotel by the Joan of Arc statue on Place des Pyramides, which is where the far-right groups were going to gather. Once the square was full of neo-Nazis and press, they'd roll down their massive banner and shout their slogans, wearing nothing but flower crowns from the hip up.
The following day, I was invited to one of Femen's weekly sextremist training sessions. As I walked in, the 11 gathered girls—most of them wearing jean shorts and Femen tank-tops—were standing in a circle and furiously screaming their mottos: "Go rape yourself!" and "Nudity is freedom!" and "Fuck your church!" and "Fuck your morals!" and "Not a sex toy!" and "In gay we trust!" and "Homohobes dégage! [Homophobes get out of the way]" and "Where is Amina? Free Amina!" in support of their Tunisian sister.

Femen members practising their protest techniques.
Marianne, another Tunisian Femen activist living in Paris, explained how Amina inspired their Topless Jihad Day. When I asked her about the Muslim Women against Femen Facebook page that was triggered by their actions, she assured me that Femen aren’t against women wearing burqas; they’re against women having to wear burkas. Accentuating the widespread female oppression in Tunisia, Marianne added that her Muslim family don't know she's a Femen member and claimed they'd disown her if they ever found out.  
A new recruit to the group was then asked to demonstrate what she had learned during her inaugural training session at the headquarters the previous week. In front of everyone present, she got into position and started screaming the slogans at the top of her lungs. Inna told her she'd done well, but that her arms went a little slack as she was screaming, before going over the technical aspects of the Femen pose: legs in a wide stance and holding the sign high, arms straight and held a little behind the ears. “We’re not promoting yogurt or beer; we’re reclaiming our bodies. This is aggressive nudity—we’re ready to attack!” Inna told her.

Action training at the Femen headquarters.
Being able to quickly get your top off before getting into position is also an essential skill for any Femen member. Some girls flashed their tits so quickly I barely even registered the fact they were undressing. After the exercise in aggressively disrobing, the members went on to their action training and everything got pretty full on. Half the girls took the role of Femen activists, the other half acted as police and security, dragging their topless cohorts across the room as they screamed slogans and practiced making their actions as visible and audible as possible for the cameras. Inna firmly pointed out that everything they do at protests is for the cameras: "The action will go on until the last camera has left," she told the group.    
The first practice attempt didn't go so well. "All I can hear is noise—you’re not coordinated. We want people to know exactly why we are here,” she said.
The second attempt was more successful, but it took me a while to discern what the girls were actually shouting through their thick accents (I eventually figured out it was "Pope no more" after listening to them for a good five minutes). 

Femen members about to be walked on.
Adrenaline was high and the girls were out of breath. Then they did sit-ups, lift-ups, and planks, all in the style of a military boot camp. After a while, some of the girls started exclaiming, “Oh putain!” ["for fuck’s sake"] at Inna’s orders, to which she replied, “15 push ups!” The girls even practiced being walked on, as is often the outcome at their protests. Pauline, a full-time French Femen activist, told me that women’s bodies are a lot more resistant to pain than you'd think. “We’re taught early on that we are frail, but we’re not! We’re probably more pain resistant than men. I’ve been beaten up during my six months as a Femen, and I’m amazed at how much violence I can be exposed to and still be able to get back up and continue the action."
I caught myself thinking out loud that they all had pretty great tits. Inna assured me there was no casting process, then blushed, admitting that she didn’t particularly like her own boobs.
When the newer activists left, Inna, Pauline, Sarah, Oksana, and another core member, Margueritte, put the finishing touches on their banner, which now bore the slogan: "SEXTERMINATION FOR NAZISM.” Once dried, they folded it into a suitcase. Inna and Sarah, who had got all dolled-up for the swanky hotel check-in, took the suitcase and hopped in a cab to kick off the action.

French fascists gathering at Place de la Madeleine.

The next day, I headed down to where the ultra nationalists were gathering at Place de la Madeleine. The army of flag-waving, banner-thrusting thugs in black bomber jackets—who were soundtracked by a truck blasting out dramatic classical music, kind of like the Helicopter Attack in Apocalypse Now, just a bit more fascist—were pretty intimidating. As soon as we got our cameras out, the PR guy from France's infamous Troisième Voie neo-Nazi group walked up and informed us of what we could and could not film.  
We were then introduced to the group's leader, Serge Ayoub, a buff, middle-aged man in a suit jacket with a shaved head and a crooked nose. Serge explained that they had gathered for their annual celebration of Joan of Arc, who kicked the Brits out of France, but also to protest against globalization, “which is destroying our national economy and identity.” After about an hour, the nationalist groups started marching toward the statue of Joan of Arc, where Inna, Sarah, and the other Femen were waiting with their banner.

The Femen annoy loads of fascists with their banner.
Femen had managed to get a room on the third floor of the Hotel Regina, strategically located right behind the nationalists’ sacred Joan of Arc statue. At around noon, when the most violent faction of the ultra-nationalists had arrived at the statue, Inna, Sarah, Pauline, and Oksana emerged on the balcony, bare-breasted in their flower crowns, and swiftly rolled down their banner in front of the hostile neo-Nazis. Unsurprisingly, the fascists tried to storm the hotel, but were quickly pushed back by riot police.
As they couldn’t get their fists on the girls, the nationalists reverted to Nazi salutes and angry displays of their middle fingers while yelling, “Salopes!” ["Bitches!"], “Suicide-toi!” ["Commit suicide!"] and all sorts of other unfriendly things. The girls answered by blowing kisses toward the furious fascists, all while holding position: chins up and straight arms holding smoke flares. A group of nationalist girls gathered beneath Femen’s balcony, shouting, “We’re waiting for you!”
After a little more back and forth between the two groups, a fire truck pulled up and evacuated the Femen activists down a long ladder. The girls descended, occasionally stopping to proudly salute the booing crowd, who were just about being held back from attacking the truck by an armed police brigade. Femen were then safely escorted away by the police before Serge Ayoub held a speech accusing them of being paid by the government and alleging that the tit-flashing was all a conspiracy to disturb nationalist protests. In the eyes of the Femen members, the action was a success.

Before meeting Femen, I was in two minds about their tactics. On the one hand, they’ve found a genius way of getting noticed. But are people too distracted by their nipples for their messages to gain any traction? Either way, they have successfully managed to get feminism back on the front pages, which has to count for something. Femen’s nonviolent, topless-protest tactics have even earned them the title of "The new face of feminism," which hasn't gone down too well with feminists who consider flashing your tits to protest prostitution and male oppression as a bit of an oxymoron.  

Angry fascist girls shouting at the Femen protesters.
Admittedly, that whole dilemma is a bit of a mind fuck, but Inna assures it's done on purpose: a wolf in sheep’s clothing type of move, just like how you probably clicked on this article because you read the word “topless” in the title. Maybe Inna is right, and the stigma surrounding female nudity and sexuality has been holding women back by objectifying them or spreading a fear of being objectified. Regardless, it's kind of amazing how much of a fuss people make over some tits being flashed. You would think that it would be thoroughly played out by now, that the tit stigma would be long gone.
Femen aren't hurting anyone and have found a form of nonviolent protest that people actually notice, so why shouldn't they be allowed to walk around topless with flowers in their hair?


Friday, April 5, 2013

April 4, International Topless Jihad Day

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by Maryam Namazie

The 19 year old Tunisian Amina who posted a topless photo of herself with the slogan “my body belongs to me, and is not the source of anyone’s honour” has disappeared. Most likely her family have kidnapped her and taken her to an unknown location, (earlier reports mentioned a psychiatric hospital). What’s clear is that they have removed all forms of communication from her so that she can no longer be reached.


Filmmaker Caroline Fourest says:One of the people who kidnapped Amina has been boasting that they did it for “her own good”. It is unclear though whether she has been hospitalised  or held somewhere else. Her phone has been taken from her and communication with her has stopped so  we are no longer in contact with her.

We anxiously await news about her safety and situation and warn those who are holding her not to hurt her and to release her immediately.
There is nothing wrong with Amina; it is society, the lack of women’s rights, the second class citizenship of women, the debased view of women’s bodies, the vile concept of honour and religious morality,  misogyny and Islamism and its Sharia law that are wrong.
In fact Amina’s is the voice of sanity, reason, protest and resistance.
She represents us all and we will not stop until she is safe and free.
Release Amina, and prosecute those who have threatened and kidnapped her.
April 4 is the international day to defend Amina. On this day, “Let’s Breast Them!”
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On 4 April and beyond, groups and individuals can join in by highlighting her case, posting topless photos of themselves and their activism on social media sites, signing a petition, Tweeting #Amina, writing letters in her defence, and more.
The petition now has nearly 25,000 signatures; let’s make it 50,000 in the next few days.
Here are some actions that have already taken place:
Kiki Brill from Norway made a badge for Amina.
Women have started posting topless photos: 
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Amina represents us!

19 year old Tunisian Amina who posted a topless photo of herself bearing the slogan “my body belongs to me, and is not the source of anyone’s honour” has been threatened with death.

Islamist cleric Adel Almi, president of Al-Jamia Al-Li-Wassatia Tawia Wal-Islah, has called for Amina’s flogging and stoning to death saying Amina’s actions will bring misfortune by causing “epidemics and disasters” and “could be contagious and give ideas to other women…”

We, the undersigned, unequivocally defend Amina, and demand that her life and liberty be protected and that those who have threatened her be immediately prosecuted.

On 4 April 2013, we call for an International Day to Defend Amina.

Amina represents us all.

On the day and beyond, groups and individuals can join in by highlighting her case, posting topless photos of themselves and their activism on social media sites, signing a petition, Tweeting #Amina, writing letters in her defence, and more.

On 4 April, we will remind the Islamists and the world that the real epidemic and disaster that must be challenged is misogyny – Islamic or otherwise.
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