Gabrielle Ravenclaw 💚🤍💜

This is my favourite tweet ever

"One Execution Every Day" The Islamic Republic has reportedly told the families of the remaining prisoners in the Damavand Basij case that they will execute one of them every single day. Ali (Arian) Fahim, 26 Shahin Vahedparast Kalor, 30 Mohammad Amin Biglari, 19 Abolfazl Salehi Siavashani, 50 and father of an 18-year-old boy They are currently in quarantine, waiting for their names to be called. Say their names, be their voice! #محمدامین_بیگلری #شاهین_واحدپرست_کلور #ابوالفضل_صالحی_سیاوشانی #علی_فهیم #StopExecutionsinIran

The gallows are prepared tonight for a Son of Iran. Vahid Bani Amerian faces imminent execution. Break the silence before the dawn takes him. Be his voice. #Vahid_Bani_Amerian

Visual representation of the distance between Earth and the Moon

To those speaking of iran's infrastructure being destroyed as a consequence of this war: Let’s talk about your staggering hypocrisy. When they set the Rasht market ablaze with our people trapped inside, your heart didn't bleed. You felt absolutely nothing for the innocent lives burning to ash. But now that a bridge in Karaj gets blown to pieces, suddenly you want to weep over "Iranian infrastructure"? Let me tell you exactly what kind of bridge this was. It was never meant for us. Not a single civilian has ever set foot on it. It wasn't even open to the public. It was a phantom structure, built for one reason and one reason only: to connect two IRGC military bases and serve as a direct, covert artery to an underground missile city. It was carved right behind the Azimiyeh mountains, stretching west toward Radar Mountain. God only knows what dark, malignant operations these terrorists are hiding in the tunnels beneath that rock. In short: it was a pure military asset for an occupying terror syndicate. So yes, when I saw the sky light up with that explosion, I cheered. I watched their concrete shatter, and I smiled. Because it meant only one thing: another massive, crippling blow to the terror machine of the Islamic Republic that holds my country hostage. You can mourn the rubble of their military bases all you want. When this occupation is finally eradicated, we will build our own bridges.

لطفا صدای محمد امین بیگلری نوزده ساله تک فرزند پدرش حالش بسیار بده تقریبا یکماه پیش گفتند حکم شکسته نهم اسفند وقت ملاقات با پدرش داشته کنسل کردند ولی دو روز پیش تماس کوتاه گرفته و گفته حکم اعدام رو دادند بهش خانواده رفتند ، بهشون گفتند اینجا نیست و ظاهرا انتقال دادند قزلحصار انفرادی، #محمد_امین_بیگلری

If your political view is "No Kings, but Yes Ayatollahs" you are one very confused individual

In 1888 the first video was made with a 40 pound box of wood, brass, and a single lens. The videographer had to crank the flip manually. Now we just click a button and get any video we can imagine generated in .2 seconds.

114 years on, Belfast witnesses a full-scale drone Titanic depart into the night...a powerful tribute. #titanic #rmstitanic

Here are some ways in which the world has gotten better.

n 2004, a journalist named Asieh Amini came across a story from a small town in northern Iran. A 16-year-old girl named Atefeh Sahaaleh had been publicly hanged. The official charge: "acts incompatible with chastity." The reality, which Amini uncovered through careful, dangerous investigation: Atefeh had been repeatedly raped by a neighbor and other men beginning when she was nine years old. She had been neglected by her family and paid to keep silent — money she used simply to survive. At 13, Iran's morality police arrested her. A judge sentenced her to one hundred lashes. Under Iranian law, a woman could be sentenced to lashings three times — the fourth offense carried the death penalty. She was 16 when they hanged her. Amini wrote the story. Her newspaper refused to publish it. Another paper refused as well. A women's publication finally agreed to run an edited version. She kept going. Born in 1973 in the Mazandaran province of northern Iran — one of four sisters who spent their childhood painting, reading, and playing outdoors — Amini had built her career as a journalist through the brief flowering of press freedom following President Khatami's election in 1997, editing a women's affairs newspaper called Zan until hardline clerics shut it down in 1999. She had known the Iranian state's capacity for silencing voices. She had not yet known the full depth of what it was capable of doing to girls. After Atefeh, she knew. Case after case began reaching her. Leyla — a 19-year-old with diminished mental capacity, herself a victim of child rape, facing execution. The judge in her case told Amini plainly that Leyla was a threat to family life because of her "sexual availability." Amini enlisted human rights lawyer Shadi Sadr, published Leyla's story, drew international attention, and helped get her out of prison and into the care of a women's organization in Tehran. One life at a time. One story at a time. Against a legal system that had no interest in being exposed. In 2006, Amini discovered that despite a government moratorium on stoning — a directive issued in 2002 that carried no binding legal force — a man and woman had been stoned to death in Mashhad for adultery. The judge claimed he answered only to Sharia law. The Ministry of Justice denied the stoning had happened. State media attacked Amini's credibility. That October, Amini and Sadr co-founded the Stop Stoning Forever (SSF) campaign — systematically documenting stonings occurring across Iran and sharing their findings through colleagues abroad who could publish without fear of arrest. The state took notice. In March 2007, Amini was among 33 women arrested during a silent sit-in at a Tehran courthouse. During interrogation she realized — with the specific clarity of someone who had been investigating surveillance — that the police had been investigating her for some time. She was released after five days. Her phones, she was certain, were tapped. Her movements tracked. She kept reporting. The sustained pressure of the work eventually took its physical toll — stress-induced symptoms that included headaches, vision problems, and muscle paralysis forced her to step back briefly while her partners reorganized the campaign from outside Iran. She recovered. She continued. In 2009, following the disputed reelection of Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, Amini was among the demonstrators beaten in the protests that swept Iran. She continued reporting — under pseudonyms, in the chaos. Then came the warning: police were questioning prisoners about her. She needed to leave. She had been invited to a poetry festival in Sweden. She took her daughter Ava and she went. They did not come back. Amini settled eventually in Norway, supported by the International Cities of Refuge Network — a program that protects writers facing state persecution. From exile, she continued her advocacy, published two books of Norwegian-language poetry, and kept doing what she had always done: making sure that the stories of girls and women the Iranian state wanted silenced were heard by the world instead. She was awarded the Human Rights Watch Hellmann/Hammett Award in 2009 — the same year she fled. The Oxfam Novib/PEN Award in 2012. The Ord i Grenseland prize in 2014. Asieh Amini picked up a pen in a country that punished women for existing outside the law's narrow definitions — and she used it, at enormous personal cost, to push against every wall that pen could reach. The girl from Mazandaran who dreamed of becoming a painter and writer became something rarer and harder: A witness who refused to look away. And a voice that — no matter how many times the state tried to silence it — kept finding new ways to be heard.

@AnnaHSig @salltweets Anne Lawrence reckoned there are as many agp men as gay men, 2 - 3% of the population.

@salltweets x.com/i/status/20217…

I think there are more men experiencing various stages of autogynephilia than we currently realize.

@QcWynter By redacting the abusive language of the complainant they are hiding the fact that they put their organisational resources behind a person who addressed a public meeting through a loudhailer saying of J K Rowling “we should all take a shite on you heinous creepy old bitch”

@AngryCitizen247 @visegrad24 'Well they would say that, wouldn't they'

The Iranian regime hanged this 18 year old today in Ghezel Hesar prison. He got arrested back in January during big anti government protests. The charge was setting fire to a Basij militia base in Tehran. They said he tried to break in and grab weapons to help overthrow the regime. Court called it "moharebeh" which means enmity against God and corruption on earth. Both carry the death penalty under their laws. He was tried fast in a revolutionary court and his appeal got rejected. Before they took him away he sang those heartbreaking lines from his song about loss, loneliness and longing for embrace. Many rights groups call it unfair and say the protests were about people wanting a better life. The regime claims it was foreign backed violence. Such a young life gone in a flash. Heavy stuff that hits the heart.

An 18-year-old Iranian, Amir Hossein Hatami, was executed today by the Islamic regime in Iran Before his execution, Hatami reportedly sang lines of his song: “Ah, our tears are nothing, our laughter is nothing Our loss and gain are nothing Only your embrace remains… everything else is nothing O you who are as alone as I am Take my hand, for life has already passed You are everything… earth and sky are nothing How I regret myself, lost in vain like you, lost in the darkness of the body How I grieve for you, like an image of love, still screaming in my mirror Without you I die Come and fill me, O sun of the cold heart Without you I die like the heart of a lamp You were my light… who separated me from you?”

In 1930, rural Virginia, a Black girl born into sharecropping poverty wasn't supposed to leave the tobacco fields. But Gladys Mae Brown had other plans.... Her hands picked crops. Her mind solved equations no one asked her to solve. Her parents, despite barely scraping by, made a choice that defied every expectation placed on them. They kept her in school. She became valedictorian at a segregated high school with torn textbooks and broken windows. She earned a scholarship to Virginia State College in an era when being Black, female, and intellectually brilliant meant the world tried to crush you three different ways. In 1956, she walked through the doors of the Naval Proving Ground in Dahlgren as the second Black woman they'd ever hired. Four Black employees. Hundreds of white men. Most didn't think she'd survive the week. They were catastrophically wrong. Gladys calculated weapons trajectories by hand. Complex differential equations that consumed hours of meticulous work. Her accuracy became legendary. When computers arrived, she didn't resist the future. She learned Fortran. She mastered programming languages. She transformed weeks of calculations into hours. Then came Seasat in the 1970s. The first satellite studying Earth's oceans from orbit. She became project manager. But her true contribution remained hidden in the mathematics. For GPS to function, you need Earth's exact shape. Not close. Exact. Earth isn't a smooth sphere. It's an asymmetrical, gravity-distorted, irregular mass of mountains and ocean trenches. Gladys spent years constructing mathematical models describing every deviation, every curve, every gravitational anomaly of our planet's true form. She analyzed satellite data. She built geoid models. Tedious, invisible, revolutionary work. That mathematics became the foundation of GPS. Every navigation app. Every emergency rescue. Every autonomous vehicle. Every precision farming system. Her equations make it possible. Forty-two years at Dahlgren. Retirement in 1998. GPS fully operational worldwide. Billions of users. Almost nobody knew her name. She raised three children. Earned her PhD at seventy after surviving a stroke. Lived quietly. Until 2018, when someone at a sorority event read her biography aloud. The room went silent. The story exploded. At eighty-eight, Gladys West was inducted into the Air Force Space and Missile Pioneers Hall of Fame. The world finally learned her name. She mapped the entire planet. Then everyone forgot. Until they remembered. Gladys West worked alongside her husband Ira West, who was also a mathematician at the Naval Proving Ground. They met at Dahlgren and built both a family and parallel careers in an environment that actively discriminated against them. After retirement, she didn't stop. She earned her PhD from Virginia Tech at age 70, proving that intellectual curiosity doesn't have an expiration date. The GPS system relies on something called the geoid, a mathematical model of Earth's shape that accounts for gravitational variations. Gladys West's calculations helped create these models by analyzing millions of data points from satellite altimetry. Without accurate geoid models, GPS coordinates would be off by hundreds of meters, making the technology essentially useless. Her story remained hidden partly because classified military work doesn't generate headlines. Many pioneers of satellite and navigation technology worked in obscurity for national security reasons. The sorority member who recognized her contribution was reading through Alpha Kappa Alpha biographies when she noticed the GPS connection and brought it to public attention. © Women Stories #drthehistories

This is Vahid Baniamerian, an elite graduate with a BSc in Electrical Engineering from Khajeh Nasir University and an MSc in MBA. He used to teach physics to high school students preparing for their university entrance exams. Vahid is now at imminent and grave risk of execution following the executions of four of his co-defendants. According to Dr. Mai Sato, the UN Special Rapporteur on the human rights situation in Iran, these political prisoners were sentenced to death for their alleged connections with the opposition group PMOI/MEK. In a statement issued in September 2025, Dr. Sato warned that the prisoners had been subjected to prolonged incommunicado detention, solitary confinement, multiple forms of physical and psychological torture, ill-treatment, and threats during detention. #Save_Vahid #Save_Abolhassan

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Now that Artemis II has launched we have 10 days to get everyone on Earth a Planet of the Apes costume so we can do something hilarious when the astronauts return 😁

The short version of Keith, for everyone who's just arrived. Keith came down from a barn roof in Devon that he has been living on for eleven consecutive days to eat a cyclist's energy bar. That is not the context. That is simply what happened on Tuesday. The context is this. Keith descends from the Bezoar Ibex of the Zagros Mountains of Iran, an animal that navigates vertical cliff faces at 4,000 metres and extracts nutrition from thorned scrub in January at altitude. The domestication of the domestic goat was, by livestock standards, not particularly thorough: goats retained the independence and problem-solving ability that selective breeding had removed from cattle and sheep by the Bronze Age. Keith is the 10,000-year result of this. He has been on Dave's farm 14 months. He has opened every gate on the farm. His record against the seven: North field gate: 19 times. Third version. Three bolts. Keith is on day two. South field gate: 12 times. Yard gate: 7 times. Electric latch now fitted after Keith was found in the kitchen standing there. Looking. Not eating anything. Just standing. Feed store: 3 times. Third occasion: ate part of the latch mechanism before Dave noticed. Paddock: 4 times. Track gate: not yet opened. Keith has been assessing it every Wednesday since September. This is the longest assessment of any gate. Dave is not comforted by the duration. Road gate: Dave checks it every morning before Keith gets there. Twice. He cleared Dave's 12-year knotweed stand. The Environment Agency's chemical treatment quote for the same area was £4,000. Keith's fee was bramble, the east ditch, and the gate budget. The gate budget is £387. Margot, Dave's cousin's Anglo-Nubian, visited for a week. The corner post on Steve's boundary has a 4mm flex. Keith now knows about the 4mm flex. Keith is not in a hurry. Steve has filed 24 formal complaints. The Reverend has Dave's number. The knotweed is at 6%.

She has beeb violently arrested at the beginning of February. She has been accused of participating in January anti regime protests. The IR's prosecutor is demanding a capital punishment. Let's be her voice. Human Rights organization are pursuing her case. Keep sharing.