“𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴.”
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She dreams of a world where she can grow without fear, where her laughter isn't overshadowed by conflict.
Help Tala find a path to a secure future and start a life filled with peace, where she can pursue her dreams and build a brighter tomorrow.
The people of Gaza are asking for YOUR help today. Here are some VETTED campaigns you should donate to and share widely.
(may 23rd):
Help Almoghrabi family to evacuate Gaza strip (@amjad20011) - Amjad needs to evacuate with his wife and his son, who isn't even 3 years old.
Support Ruba's family's urgent evacuation (@rubashaban) - Ruba's family are lacking the basic necessities of life; she has an elderly father who desperately needs to be evacuated.
Save little Yusuf and his family (@ahmednabubake) - Yusuf is in an intensive care unit fighting for his life in Gaza; he needs urgent evacuation alongside his family.
Help Belal and his family to evacuate from Gaza (@alaajshaat) - Belal has lost too much to this war and needs to support himself and his family.
Help Ahmed's family evacuate (@malkzaeem) - Ahmed needs to save his wife, 4 children, and severely injured father.
Help Ezzideen Shehab and his family evacuate (@helpezzideen) - Ezzideen, a young doctor, and his parents, siblings, and young brother Mazen urgently need to evacuate.
Help Iman’s family find safety (@imaneyad) - Iman has a family of 7 who need to find safety.
Support three orphaned children and their mother (@abedbahlool) - TW Graphic image. Asmaa is a mother of three and lost her husband due to the aggression.
Help save Bassam and his family (@lailashaqoura) - Bassam has five young children and has already lost 9 members of his wife's family.
Save Firas' family (@prosolitudeeee) - Firas is a of two children, a 10-month-old boy and a two-year-old girl, who are in need of safe haven in Egypt.
Help Hani's family evacuate (@skatehani) - A Palestinian skater trying to evacuate 10 members of his family.
Help Omar evacuate (@omarsobhi) - Omar is a 20 year old Palestinian student who wants to save himself and his family from this genocide.
Help Tahseen and his family (@tahseenmush) - Tahseen and his family are from northern Gaza and need urgent help to survive this genocide.
Help Nader's family to evacuate from Gaza (@nadershoshaa) - Nader and his family, consisting of six members, are currently displaced in the south; help them evacuate and survive.
Marah needs to save her family (@marahsalem) - Marah is trying to get reunited with her family, which consists of 5 members who need to urgently evacuate.
Help Mahmoud's family evacuate (@mahmoud0qassas) - Mahmoud and his family need to get to Egypt. His brother in law needs medical attention ASAP.
Yosof's family needs to evacuate (@yosofzaeem) - Yosof’s family needs to evacuate urgently; member of their family needs medical attention.
This list is supposed to call you to action. Please do not scroll past without contributing. Choose at least one fundraiser to support today. $5 can save lives. If you cannot donate, share these campaigns.
Looking for more campaigns?
I left Gaza for Italy due to an invitation to participate in the World Championship and represent Palestine. I was skating as a professional amateur. The World Championship organization contacted me to participate. I was supposed to get one of the winning positions, but I did not participate because of the war because my mind is scattered and I am always in a state of chaos and worried for the sake of my family and my family. Gaza, but my life is not life. I always think and do not sleep because of thinking about my family. I lost my father, but will the rest of my family live or be killed? I do not know my mind. I cannot control it, so my family must be taken out to get some comfort and safety. This is my picture when I am in Gaza. I hope you support me for the sake of my family. In order to return to life a little If you have trouble donating, there is a PayPal link in your bio
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do your daily click
spreadsheet of families in Gaza you can help today
donate to:
Buy an e-sim
Help diabetics in Gaza
The PCRF
Anera
UNRWA
Taawon
Help Gaza Children
Sudan Tarada Initiative
Help a Sudanese family escape conflict
Darfur Women Action
Ramadan for Sudan
Period products in Sudan
Sudan Emergency Appeal
Trapped Family in Gaza Appeals for Help to Survive
A Plea for Help from Gaza: A Family Seeking Safety
Hello, I am Mohammed Alanqer, married to Enas Majed, and we have four wonderful children.
We live in the midst of the ongoing hellish war in Gaza, trapped between walls of fear and despair. I, Mohammed, am a father of four children and a husband to a woman who was two months pregnant when the war began.
We struggle daily to survive in an environment filled with threats and dangers.
I lost our sole source of livelihood when my tech startup, which I built with dedication and hard work, was destroyed in the war. My children, Layan, Sarah, and Adam, have been deprived of education after their schools were destroyed, severely threatening their future. Amidst these harsh circumstances, my wife gave birth to our fourth child, Amir, in the midst of the war, adding to our state of despair and hopelessness.
My wife, Enas, lives in constant anxiety due to the destruction of hospitals in our area. I have lost my job and source of income, leaving me unable to provide for my family's needs and safety. Our home was destroyed by the war, forcing us to flee repeatedly and rendering us homeless.
We now face extreme difficulty in providing a safe place to live, clean clothes, and food for our children. Additionally, our children have contracted diseases like measles, and our son Adam has been diagnosed with viral hepatitis.
Our only hope now is to escape this ongoing nightmare and find a safe haven for our family. However, this requires exorbitant financial costs; the coordination fees for crossing the borders amount to $5000 per adult and $2500 per child, a sum I cannot afford alone.
We urgently appeal for your moral and financial assistance to cover the necessary costs for escaping to a safe environment, where we can build a better future for our children and ensure our family's safety.
We are in desperate need of your support. Any donation, no matter how small, can help save our lives. Thank you for your attention and support during these harsh times.
GoFundMe Campaign Link ♥️ :
https://gofund.me/afbb2b7f
With deepest respect and gratitude,
Mohammed Alanqer 🌺🌹
🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉
Note :
My account vetted by :
@nabulsi ♥️ link vetted 🌺
@fairuzfan ♥️ Link vetted 🌺
@communistchilchuck ♥️ link vetted 🌺
@sar-soor ♥️ link vetted 🌺
@90-ghost ♥️ link vetted 🌺
@commissions4aid-international ♥️ link vetted 🌺
I extend my heartfelt gratitude for your assistance in bringing back my voice and my family's voice to life once again. Following the deactivation of my old account, I am eager to revive our campaign with its inspiring humanitarian message.
You are more than just a team; you are reliable friends in challenging times. I am grateful for your swift response and ongoing support. I look forward to working with you again to repost the message and reach as many people as possible.
Thanks to your efforts, together we can create new opportunities and spread goodness in the community. I am confident that your continued engagement will help us achieve this common goal.
Thank you once again for all your efforts and unwavering support
I will post more about this situation.
If you use arab.org like I do please consider taking the extra 30-60 seconds to click on ALL of their causes. Palestine is important but so are the environment, refugees, children, women, and the impoverished across the middle east and it doesn't take away from Palestine to click for multiple causes. The arab world faces a lot of problems and they only get worsened by how western nations have oppressed and attacked them. Clicking is small but it generates something and overtime it does benefit the greater good. It takes all of us clicking as often as possible but we can do it! It's really easy and safe and they have proofs on their site on how they do make an impact and are donating your click money
opening commissions because my fam has no food rn o/
Please listen to me and help my family 🙏💔
Im Mohammed Alhabil from Gaza , I am a father of three young children "Ahmed , Osama , Mira ", My wife and I are trying as much as possible to save what remains of our children’s childhood.
We lost our home, all our dreams and memories were destroyed, and everything we built over the past years was lost. We have become without shelter or a place to live or live in. 😞💔
PLEASE HELP AND STAND BY US
We were displaced from Gaza to Rafah at the beginning of the war, and we survived the genocide that occurred, We somewhat found some peace there as it was a safe area, but unfortunately, after Rafah was attacked, we left under bombing, destruction, and gunfire.
My children and I saw death, and we were displaced again. To Nuseirat, as it is somewhat a safe area, but there is no safety after the attack on Nuseirat a month ago. We have lived an unforgettable experience of fear, death, and genocide, and now I wish that everything would end and that I and my young children would be saved from all of this. They have no fault in what is happening, so I created the link so that they can have a better life and escape this genocide that is stalking them and eliminating their childhood 💔💔
So please, I am speaking to the human inside you. Please help me and my children survive this war and do everything you can to help me through this 🙏🙏💔
Im vetted by @90-ghost , @el-shab-hussein
Please help us start a new life away from everything that is happening and live in peace with my innocent children ❤🍉
Stop for a while. do not cross . My name is Amna from Gaza. We lost everything, home, dreams, and everything that gives life. My children are living in bad conditions. I ask you to help me for the sake of my children, for the sake of humanity. Those who cannot donate can share the post and link
@occupationsurfer @northgazaupdates @nabulsi @elierlick @evelyn-art-05 @soon-palestine @fairuzfan @bibyebae @riding-with-the-wild-hunt
Hello, Im Aseel from Gaza. I hope you are well. I am living in war and fear. I lost my family, my home, and everything I own. We are living in difficult circumstances. I hope you can help me by donating even a simple thing or publishing my page.
1100 Swedish krona = 100 dollars Every $5 will make a difference 🙏
My campaign was vetted by 90ghost
https://gofund.me/36072769
Please reblog
🙏🏻🙏🏻 🍉
Hello, I am Aseel from Gaza. I live in a horrific war under bombardment and destruction. I lost part of my family and also our home. We live in the most difficult conditions, as we cannot provide food, water, or even medicine We are in the tenth month of genocide and no one is moving Therefore
I had ambitions and dreams. I graduated from the English Department with a high school diploma after intending to achieve my dreams and travel, but to deal with war and the destruction of everything. Here we are not afraid of the sound of missiles and bombing We have lived through death more than once and we do not know what to expect next So life is here Specialties in a place unfit for life, with the crossings closed and no aid entering, in addition to the rapid spread of diseases. I do not currently suffer from the epidemic infection due to the pollutant that does not exist and the lack of medicines and health care Our lives are threatened by death in all respects
, I had no choice but to ask for your help by donating even a small amount This will mal difference in saving my family I hope you a ignore and donate
Donate and share widely
🆘🆘
1100sek=100$
Every 10$ gonna make difference
🍉🍉😞💔
I hope everyone can donate and share my story:
A call for help for Aseel and my family in Gaza!!! All thanks and gratitude for your humanitarian stances with us, and we
assistance in this difficult time. Nine months of displacement and famine have exacerbated our suffering and difficulties beyond belief. We used all the words of sadness and sorrow to describe the situation we had reached, but such words were not enough. The scale of the tragedy and suffering is much greater than what you may have seen or seen on several social media
.channels and sites
Dear Friends You can support my family by either donating or sharing my campaign link with others so that the goal is reached sooner Please help us. We are very tired and no one is looking at us. Please help us. If you canno .donate, publish the account
Help us, we need you to spread our story to the world
🆘🆘
1100sek=100$
Every 10$ gonna make. difference A
This is part of my house before the war and the
great destruction.
All the walls have been demolished
life is no longer ours, it is in our name, and the earth is our land. How has life changed? We used to enjoy a decent and beautiful life. We have now become homeless, displaced between camps I feel a big gap between what the house used to be, its safety and warmth, and what my eyes see now! The amount of destruction of all kinds in this small place. You will find shells wherever you look. You will find rocket powder. You will find rubble, piled up stones, and painful dreams.! (You can contribute by donating to get us to safety outside.) attached in the
) We have reached a point where you are very lucky if you have a room left of the whole house that is not demolished
Your support is crucial to help me rebuild and ensure my family's safety and survival. Your contribution will replace my tools and restore our hope and creativity.
Your donations, no matter how small, will make a big difference in our lives. It will help us secure food and medicine and will give us the opportunity to survive and overcome this crisis. We need your support now more than ever.
🆘🆘
1100 sek= 100$
Every 5$ will make differance to save my life
Paypal suspended my account im no longer can access to the money i have in account until i solve the problem.
I need your help guys to continue help me and my family especially my brother and my relatives who still there in Khan Yunis so i will share my brother paypal account
Today is 266 days, we are still alive. 🇵🇸🍉
Please don't skip! 🙏🏻🥺
Please consider sharing or donating, thank you! 🩷🍉
List of organizations and fundraisers you can donate to to help Sudan:
The numbers are simply to help me keep track of how many links I've added since tumblr has a 100 link limit on posts.
Most of these links will take you the posts I've made about these fundraisers that provide brief summaries so you can check for verification and see where your money is going.
‼️ indicates that a fundraiser has experienced a decrease in donations or has been without donations for some time
Last progress update done on Jul. 5th 2024
Sudanese American physicians association
Sudanese American Medical Association
Sudanese Red Crescent
Doctors Without Borders (MSF)
Save the Children
Sudan Solidarity Collective
Sudan diaspora networks Sudan benefit fundraiser
Darfur Women Action Group
Fight Hunger in Sudan: The Khartoum Kitchen appeal
Nas Al Sudan
Twitter thread with actions that can be taken to support Sudan
Sadeia
Help Sudan- Sudan Relief Fund
One Million Sustainable Pads Campaign (€41,115/€200,000 - VERY low on funds)
School Supplies for Sudan - $10,000$10,016/$10,000 raised
Donate to help emergency response rooms in Sudan ($20,592/$35,000)
Save El Geneina initiative
Food Baskets in Sudan
Takaful
Action Against Hunger
Mutual Aim team fundraiser for Congo, Sudan, and Tigray ($38,706/$35,000 - Still accepting donations)
Help house a homeless disabled Sudani in London (£4,068/£4,500) ‼️
Emergency Fund for Sudanese Family ($23,822 CAD/$25,000 CAD)
Help us escape the war in Sudan $55,210 raised
Help Sajida and her family evacuate from Sudan ($32,389 CAD/$50,000 CAD) ‼️
Help Eman and her family evacuate (CHF23,897/CHF38,475) ‼️
Help Eman's extended family evacuate ($869/$30,000 - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Help Randa's family evacuate Sudan (€19,725/€27,000) ‼️
Support Sakina's Family's Journey to Safety ($10,030/$10,000)
Help Sudanese refugees stranded in Ethiopia (£36,658/£30,000 - Still accepting donations)
Help Aalaa evacuate and get treatment for her mother ($9,372/$20,000 - VERY low on funds)
Support a Community Stuck In Sudan ($19,899/$40,000 - VERY low on funds)
Save a 5y old Sudanese child's life in Wad Madani (€5,200/€9,000) ‼️
Help Abudjana rebuild after war (£3,190/£5,000) ‼️
Help a Sudanese student finish med school ($2,100/$2,500) ‼️
Help a family of 13 evacuate Sudan ($1,146/$20,000 - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Help Refugee’s escape Sudan Conflict ($8,493 CAD/$31,000 CAD - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Safe Passage ممر آمن- Help a mom and her kids escape war ($6,170 CAD/$5,000 CAD)
Help Medical Students in Sudan (€1,263/€350,000 - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Help Mujtaba's Family Escape the war in Sudan ($4,540/$18,527 - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Help Raise Money for Displaced Sudanese Families in Egypt this Eid
Amal for Women
Help dialysis patients in Sudan
Help Yumna's Family Escape War in Sudan - $5,066/$5,000 raised
Sudan Emergency Appeal
Help Mehad's Family Fly to Hope ($1,783/$5,000 - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Medical and sanitary supplies to support women & children in Congo, Nigeria, and Sudan ($410 CAD/$3,000 CAD - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Help Sudanese Families escape from war (€4,191/€50,000 - VERY low on funds)
Help ThomaSerena recover from war (€1,764/€5,000 - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Help Asjad and her Family Escape War in Sudan ($11,946/$20,000)
Help support families impacted by war (supporting the Basmat Wasal, Sameh Makki kitchen appeal, and medical supplies for Northern State hospital initiatives) (£57,044/£80,000)
Emergency aid for Ahmeds family to escape warzone in Sudan (£3,270/£10,000 - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Help A Family Flee Sudan’s War (£712/£10,000 - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Support families in Kalma IDP camp (£15,365/£16,000)
Help a Sudanese Doctor Continue her Education in Egypt ($2,601 AUD/$9,100 AUD - VERY low on funds)
Support financial aid for Gezira medical students in sudan (£685/£10,000 - VERY low on funds)
Asala's family - evacuation and medical treatment ($4,531/$30,000 - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Help a Sudanese family flee war and afford medical funds (€2,852/€13,000 - VERY low on funds) ‼️
Sudan Children's Cancer Organization ($940/$55,000 - VERY low on funds)
Support for Sudanese Refugees in Cairo ($5,097/$25,000 - VERY low on funds)
Support for family affected by recent events in Sennar ($750/$20,000 - VERY low on funds)
Help Salma's family get to safety (£2,447/£6,000)
Bring Mohammad Esa's family back together (£800/£3,700 - VERY low on funds)
Help two medical students evacuate Sudan with their family ($443/$45,000 - VERY low on funds)
Help Nour Rebuild Her Life and Career (£200/£5,000 - VERY low on funds)
Posting to get more eyes on this campaign (retweet here)
Yousef has a 25k goal which will help NINE family members evacuate from heavy bombardment and violence
Read his words, share, pass along and consider contributing
I will draw you something in exchange for any donation amount
Taken from Rachel’s gofundme:
“We don’t have a home anymore, despite the signed contract agreement that made the house ours. We had an attorney that was supposed to halt the eviction, but suddenly disappeared and left us out for the birds. It’s really the landlord’s son who ended our stay at the house. He had the workers stuff our belongings in black garbage bags and toss them out to the street, breaking some things in the process, despite the officer telling me to my face when I was in panic, “We are professionals and will be careful with your items.”
One of the things that blew me away is that my dad (now battling cancer) volunteered as a first responder during our time here, and yet many in the neighborhood stopped by with comments or made fun of us, and what I think I understand is that because they know that we are artists and were always making the exterior of the house look pretty and well kept, they felt high enough to insult or make fun of our situation.
From overnight to the next day, frantically hustling and carrying/dragging our belongings, even bigger than us such as furniture and whatever was left of our stuff into a couple of moving trucks, the landlord’s son also called the cops on us multiple times since we had our “trash” on the property. He did this anyway even after watching us in the direct sun, going without eating, or taking breaks for several hours, desperate to collect our things and bring them off the property to safety in the midst of his request for the Town Garbage to dispose of our belongings. Literal blood, sweat, and tears were shed that day. He destroyed a lot of furniture that I remember taking a few years for my parents to save up for. I will never forget the sound my grand piano made when I watched it be lifted into the air and drop, shattering inside that larger dump truck. We suffered bruises, scratches/cuts (due to anonymous sharp items we couldn’t see in many bags), bug bites, poison ivy, and sunburns. We are even getting sick (such as testing positive for covid) due to going and sleeping at hotels to motels, inns, etc.
In November, the landlord’s son sent workers to remove/destroy our own plants, rare shrubs, self-built wooden planters, and other of our wood framing to “clean up” the yard. He also had them destroy and take down our fence that we built too, which was supposed to enhance my brother’s safety, as he can’t help himself suffering from Asperger’s/autism. The house was poorly constructed, in which my Dad (battling cancer), has been making improvements and repairs to the house throughout the years. The lease shows that we were on a “pay to own” plan, which we've already invested for around 15 years... We paid out of pocket and were very rarely compensated to fix any issues with the house, but kicked out anyway…
At this point, I am not looking to cover the cost to replace what was ruined or lost, but we are running out of resources, going from motels to hotels, while struggling to pay for storage, as well as any other form of shelter.
Unfortunately, we live in a relatively expensive part of New York, and it would be a lot of gas to inspect houses and meet with real estate agents, including bringing our things from the storage units to the new location even if we found a more affordable, well built house in another state. I would especially like my little sister to continue her education here as well, but the market for homes here aren’t in a very sparing range.
Since middle school, it was always my biggest dream and concern to buy a house for my family; in fear that something like this would happen. I have tried so hard to find ways to make it happen, but around where I live, these corporations are either not hiring, or I am believed to be inadequate for the job, even though I applied to many fields I’ve had experience and felt confident in.
I would like to secure a final place for my family. FULLY paid off. No longer needing to worry about the greed and control from heartless and unconcerned landlords, like the many years ago growing up, and now.
Your help and contribution is abundantly appreciated.
-Rachel ( aka MW )”
We don’t have a home anymore, despite the signed contract agreement that made the house ours. We had an attorney that was supposed to halt the eviction, but suddenly disappeared and left us out for the birds. It’s really the landlord’s son who ended our stay at the house. He had the workers stuff our belongings in black garbage bags and toss them out to the street, breaking some things in the process, despite the officer telling me to my face when I was in panic, “We are professionals and will be careful with your items.”
One of the things that blew me away is that my dad (now battling cancer) volunteered as a first responder during our time here, and yet many in the neighborhood stopped by with comments or made fun of us, and what I think I understand is that because they know that we are artists and were always making the exterior of the house look pretty and well kept, they felt high enough to insult or make fun of our situation.
From overnight to the next day, frantically hustling and carrying/dragging our belongings, even bigger than us such as furniture and whatever was left of our stuff into a couple of moving trucks, the landlord’s son also called the cops on us multiple times since we had our “trash” on the property. He did this anyway even after watching us in the direct sun, going without eating, or taking breaks for several hours, desperate to collect our things and bring them off the property to safety in the midst of his request for the Town Garbage to dispose of our belongings. Literal blood, sweat, and tears were shed that day. He destroyed a lot of furniture that I remember taking a few years for my parents to save up for. I will never forget the sound my grand piano made when I watched it be lifted into the air and drop, shattering inside that larger dump truck. We suffered bruises, scratches/cuts (due to anonymous sharp items we couldn’t see in many bags), bug bites, poison ivy, and sunburns. We are even getting sick (such as testing positive for covid) due to going and sleeping at hotels to motels, inns, etc.
In November, the landlord’s son sent workers to remove/destroy our own plants, rare shrubs, self-built wooden planters, and other of our wood framing to “clean up” the yard. He also had them destroy and take down our fence that we built too, which was supposed to enhance my brother’s safety, as he can’t help himself suffering from Asperger’s/autism. The house was poorly constructed, in which my Dad (battling cancer), has been making improvements and repairs to the house throughout the years. The lease shows that we were on a “pay to own” plan, which we've already invested for around 15 years... We paid out of pocket and were very rarely compensated to fix any issues with the house, but kicked out anyway…
At this point, I am not looking to cover the cost to replace what was ruined or lost, but we are running out of resources, going from motels to hotels, while struggling to pay for storage, as well as any other form of shelter.
Unfortunately, we live in a relatively expensive part of New York, and it would be a lot of gas to inspect houses and meet with real estate agents, including bringing our things from the storage units to the new location even if we found a more affordable, well built house in another state. I would especially like my little sister to continue her education here as well, but the market for homes here aren’t in a very sparing range.
Since middle school, it was always my biggest dream and concern to buy a house for my family; in fear that something like this would happen. I have tried so hard to find ways to make it happen, but around where I live, these corporations are either not hiring, or I am believed to be inadequate for the job, even though I applied to many fields I’ve had experience and felt confident in.
I would like to secure a final place for my family. FULLY paid off. No longer needing to worry about the greed and control from heartless and unconcerned landlords, like the many years ago growing up, and now.
Your help and contribution is abundantly appreciated.
-Rachel ( aka MW ) ❤️❤️❤️
please donate if you can, also check out their YouTube channel, Motionwarrior <3
A little can go a long way, please help if you are able, donation or just rebooting the post, thank you very much:)
YouTube video from creator for more context.
Some of you may remember the storytime animation YouTuber Motionwarrior from a few years ago. Currently, she and her family are experiencing homelessness because their landlord unjustly evicted them from a home that they contractually owned. Their attorney blew them off making them unable to halt the eviction and their landlord's son had their belongings thrown out of their house. Now they are suffering injuries from trying to quickly gather their belongings that day, COVID from living in hotels, motels, and inns, and one of them is battling cancer. The newest video from Motionwarrior as well as the description of the GoFundMe explain more about their situation. I ask that you please share this link around and donate if you are able. No one deserves to be forced to live like this, especially whilst many are celebrating this being "the land of the free" so please consider helping out in any way you can.
links to the donations mentioned
https://unrwa.org/
https://www.instagram.com/gazamutualaid
https://campusbailfunds.com
I am taking care of my 8 year old sister. I don't want to lose her again in the foster system. Due to her parents being in jail and doing drugs. I really need help keeping her housed and making I have transportation for her. I have the rest of this month to come up with the rent out I will be kicked out. I need help getting car parts as well. please if you have anything to spare please donate. please do it for my little sister. I'm mentally drained by how stress i am. I don't think i can afford rent in July either. Seems like i can't catch a break.
Goal:1500/1550 month of june
goal: 0/950 rent for July due on the 15th.
electric bill for the month of July due on the 5th 0/250
Venmo Queenloki89
Cash app $Queenloki89
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Often I find myself nostalgic for things that haven't disappeared yet. This feeling is enhanced by the strange conviction that once I stop looking at these things, I will never see them again, that I am living in the last moment of looking. This is sense is strongest for me in the interiors of buildings perhaps because, like items of clothing, they are of a fashionable nature, in other words, more impermanent than they probably should be.
As I get older, to stumble on something truly dated, once a drag, is now a gift. After over a decade of real estate aggregation and the havoc it's wreaked on how we as a society perceive and decorate houses, if you're going to Zillow to search for the dated (which used to be like shooting fish in a barrel), you'll be searching aimlessly, for hours, to increasingly no avail, even with all the filters engaged. (The only way to get around this is locational knowledge of datedness gleaned from the real world.) If you try to find images of the dated elsewhere on the internet, you will find that the search is not intuitive. In this day and age, you cannot simply Google "80s hotel room" anymore, what with the disintegration of the search engine ecosystem and the AI generated nonsense and the algorithmic preference for something popular (the same specific images collected over and over again on social media), recent, and usually a derivative of the original search query (in this case, finding material along the lines of r/nostalgia or the Backrooms.)
To find what one is looking for online, one must game the search engine with filters that only show content predating 2021, or, even better, use existing resources (or those previously discovered) both online and in print. In the physical world of interiors, to find what one is looking for one must also now lurk around obscure places, and often outside the realm of the domestic which is so beholden to and cursed by the churn of fashion and the logic of speculation. Our open world is rapidly closing, while, paradoxically, remaining ostensibly open. It's true, I can open Zillow. I can still search. In the curated, aggregated realm, it is becoming harder and harder to find, and ultimately, to look.
But what if, despite all these changes, datedness was never really searchable? This is a strange symmetry, one could say an obscurity, between interiors and online. It is perhaps unintentional, and it lurks in the places where searching doesn't work, one because no one is searching there, or two, because an aesthetic, for all our cataloguing, curation, aggregation, hoarding, is not inherently indexable and even if it was, there are vasts swaths of the internet and the world that are not categorized via certain - or any - parameters. The internet curator's job is to find them and aggregate them, but it becomes harder and harder to do. They can only be stumbled upon or known in an outside, offline, historical or situational way. If to index, to aggregate, is, or at least was for the last 30 years, to profit (whether monetarily or in likes), then to be dated, in many respects, is the aesthetic manifestation of barely breaking even. Of not starting, preserving, or reinventing but just doing a job.
We see this online as well. While the old-web Geocities look and later Blingee MySpace-era swag have become aestheticized and fetishized, a kind of naive art for a naive time, a great many old websites have not received the same treatment. These are no less naive but they are harder to repackage or commodify because they are simple and boring. They are not "core" enough.
As with interiors, web datedness can be found in part or as a whole. For example, sites like Imgur or Reddit are not in and of themselves dated but they are full of remnants, of 15-year old posts and their "you, sir, have won the internet" vernacular that certainly are. Other websites are dated because they were made a long time ago by and for a clientele that doesn't have a need or the skill to update (we see this often with Web 2.0 e-commerce sites that figured out how to do a basic mobile page and reckoned it was enough). The next language of datedness, like the all-white landlord-special interior, is the default, clean Squarespace restaurant page, a landing space that's the digital equivalent of a flyer, rarely gleaned unless someone needs a menu, has a food allergy or if information about the place is not available immediately from Google Maps. I say this only to maintain that there is a continuity in practices between the on- and off-line world beyond what we would immediately assume, and that we cannot blame everything on algorithms.
But now you may ask, what is, exactly, datedness? Having spent two days in a distinctly dated hotel room, I've decided to sit in utter boredom with the numinous past and try and pin it down.
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I am in an obscure place. I am in Saint-Georges, Quebec, Canada, on assignment. I am staying at a specific motel, the Voyageur. By my estimation the hotel was originally built in the late seventies and I'd be shocked if it was older than 1989. The hotel exterior was remodeled sometime in the 2000s with EIFS cladding and beige paint. Above is a picture of my room, which, forgive me, is in the process of being inhabited. American (and to a lesser extent Canadian) hotel rooms are some of the most churned through, renovated spaces in the world, and it's pretty rare, unless you're staying in either very small towns or are forced by economic necessity to stay at real holes in the wall, to find ones from this era. The last real hitter for me was a 90s Day's Inn in the meme-famous Breezewood, PA during the pandemic.
At first my reaction to seeing the room was cautionary. It was the last room in town, and certainly compared to other options, probably not the world's first choice. However, after staying in real, genuine European shitholes covering professional cycling I've become a class-A connoisseur of bad rooms. This one was definitively three stars. A mutter of "okay time to do a quick look through." But upon further inspection (post-bedbug paranoia) I came to the realization that maybe the always-new brainrot I'd been so critical of had seeped a teeny bit into my own subconscious and here I was snubbing my nose at a blessing in disguise. The room is not a bad room, nor is it unclean. It's just old. It's dated. We are sentimental about interiors like this now because they are disappearing, but they are for my parents what 2005 beige-core is for me and what 2010s greige will become for the generation after. When I'm writing about datedness, I'm writing in general using a previous era's examples because datedness, by its very nature, is a transitional status. Its end state is the mixed emotion of seeing things for what they are yet still appreciating them, expressed here.
Datedness is the period between vintage and contemporary. It is the sentiment between quotidian and subpar. It is uncurated and preserved only by way of inertia, not initiative. It gives us a specific feeling we don't necessarily like, one that is deliberately evoked in the media subcultures surrounding so-called "liminal" spaces: the fuguelike feeling of being spatially trapped in a time while our real time is passing. Datedness in the real world is not a curated experience, it is only what was. It is different from nostalgia because it is not deliberately remembered, yearned for or attached to sweetness. Instead, it is somehow annoying. It is like stumbling into the world of adults as a child, but now you're the adult and the child in you is disappointed. (The real child-you forgot a dull hotel room the moment something more interesting came along.) An image of my father puts his car keys on the table, looks around and says, "It'll do." We have an intolerance for datedness because it is the realization of what sufficed. Sufficiency in many ways implies lack.
However, for all its datedness, many, if not all, of the things in this room will never be seen again if the room is renovated. They will become unpurchaseable and extinct. Things like the bizarrely-patterned linoleum tile in the shower, the hose connecting to the specific faucet of the once-luxurious (or at least middling) jacuzzi tub whose jets haven't been exercised since the fall of the Berlin Wall. The wide berth of the tank on the toilet. There is nothing, really, worth saving about these things. Even the most sentimental among us wouldn't dare argue that the items and finishes in this room are particularly important from a design or historical standpoint. Not everything old has a patina. They're too cheaply made to salvage. Plastic tile. Bowed plywood. The image-artifacts of these rooms, gussied up for Booking dot com, will also, inevitably disappear, relegated to the dustheap of web caches and comments that say "it was ok kinda expensive but close to twon (sic)." You wouldn't be able to find them anyway unless you were looking for a room.
One does, of course, recognize a little bit of design in what's here. Signifiers of an era. The wood-veneer of the late 70s giving way to the pastel overtones of the 80s. Perhaps even a slow 90s. The all-in-one vanity floating above the floor, a modernist basement bathroom hallmark. White walls as a sign of cleanliness. Gestures, in the curved lines of the nightstands, towards postmodernity. Metallic lamp bases with wide-brimmed shades, a whisper of glamor. A kind of scalloped aura to the club chairs. The color teal mediated through hundreds if not thousands of shoes. Yellowing plastic, including the strips of "molding" that visually tie floor to wall. These are remnants (or are they intuitions?) of so many movements and micromovements, none of them definite enough to point to the influence of a single designer, hell, even of a single decade, just strands of past-ness accumulated into one thread, which is cheapness. Continuity exists in the materials only because everything was purchased as a set from a wholesale catalog.
In some way a hotel is supposed to be placeless. Anonymous. Everything tries to be that way now, even houses. Perhaps because we don't like the way we spy on ourselves and lease our images out to the world so we crave the specificity of hotel anonymity, of someplace we move through on our way to bigger, better or at least different things. The hotel was designed to be frictionless but because it is in a little town, it sees little use and because it sees little use, there are elements that can last far longer than they were intended and which inadvertently cause friction. (The janky door unlocks with a key. The shower hose keeps coming out of the faucet. It's deeply annoying.)
Lack of wear and lack of funds only keep them that way. Not even the paper goods of the eighties have been exhausted yet. Datedness is not a choice but an inevitability. Because it is not a choice, it is not advertised except in a utilitarian sense. It is kept subtle on the hotel websites, out of shame. Because it does not subscribe to an advertiser's economy of the now, of the curated type rather than the "here is my service" type, it disappears into the folds of the earth and cannot be searched for in the way "design" can. It can only be discovered by accident.
When I look at all of these objects and things, I do so knowing I will never see them again, at least not all here together like this, as a cohesive whole assembled for a specific purpose. I don't think I'll ever have reason to come back to this town or this place, which has given me an unexpected experience of being peevish in my father's time. Whenever I end up in a place like this, where all is as it was, I get the sense that it will take a very long time for others to experience this sensation again with the things my generation has made. The machinations of fashion work rapaciously to make sure that nothing is ever old, not people, not rooms, not items, not furniture, not fabrics, not even design, that old matron who loves to wax poetic about futurity and timelessness. The plastic-veneered particleboard used here is now the bedrock of countless landfills. Eventually it will become the chemical-laced soil upon which we build our condos. It is possible that we are standing now at the very last frontier of our prior datedness. The next one has not yet elided. It's a special place. Spend a night. Take pictures.
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