King said in an interview that this photograph was taken as he tried to explain to his daughter Yolanda why she could not go to Funtown, a whites-only amusement park in Atlanta. King claims to have been tongue-tied when speaking to her. “One of the most painful experiences I have ever faced was to see her tears when I told her Funtown was closed to colored children, for I realized the first dark cloud of inferiority had floated into her little mental sky.”
We enter a little coffeehouse with a friend of mine and give our order. While we’re aproaching our table two people come in and they go to the counter:
‘Five coffees, please. Two of them for us and three suspended’ They pay for their order, take the two and leave.
I ask my friend: “What are those ‘suspended’ coffees?”
My friend: “Wait for it and you will see.”
Some more people enter. Two girls ask for one coffee each, pay and go. The next order was for seven coffees and it was made by three lawyers - three for them and four ‘suspended’. While I still wonder what’s the deal with those ‘suspended’ coffees I enjoy the sunny weather and the beautiful view towards the square infront of the café. Suddenly a man dressed in shabby clothes who looks like a beggar comes in throught the door and kindly asks
‘Do you have a suspended coffee ?’
It’s simple - people pay in advance for a coffee meant for someone who can not afford a warm bevarage. The tradition with the suspended coffees started in Naples, but it has spread all over the world and in some places you can order not only a suspended coffee, but also a sandwich or a whole meal.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have such cafés or even grocery stores in every town where the less fortunate will find hope and support ? If you own a business why don’t you offer it to your clients… I am sure many of them will like it.
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Humanity at its best!
Hello. I’m Kayla. On June 9th, I got in an argument with a member of Westboro Baptist Church outside of my states PrideFest regarding my lesbian mothers. This man (seen in the photograph) made the statement that all homosexuals are child molesters and rapists. I mentioned that both of my mothers have careers that are meant to help children, one is a special education teacher, and the other works at Sexual Assault Treatment Center. Once he heard that my mom works at SATC, he immediately scoffed and said “you’re mother is a whore, a bitch, and she’s the one who puts those kids in a treatment center for raped kids.”
And then that was the moment I decided to dump my entire camelback water bottle onto his head, megaphone, and ridiculously large religious sign.
(End note, the police officer across the street ignored the mans yells, and gave me a thumbs up)
AHAHA THIS IS ME ON MY OWN DASH
oh man this is on tumblr now that makes me happy
Too powerful not to reblog… For all those people who have fought or are still fighting. Who got through it or who didn’t. Reblog it for them.