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Showing posts with label social issue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label social issue. Show all posts
Apr 13, 2014
I Won't Eat Meat For A While
Per Johansen puts meat in recycled plastic bottles. He questions the ethics of the meat industry and consumerism. The plastic bottles are the human stomach.
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Dec 10, 2013
So True
A Pantene commercial from the Philippines. By the way it's weird to see Western looking Philippine people. But I digress. Most of the times I don't like commercials by beauty products, cleaning products et cetera. This commercial surprised me. An attempt to put some kind of social statement. The difference between business women and business men.
I've worked my whole life in different kind of jobs. When I was younger I used to state that women themselves created the difference between men and women on the workfloor. How wrong was I. This is very recognizable.
I was once working in a company with mostly men (about 50 employees). There were 4 women working there. One inside sale (always crying, most of the time absent), one HR, one at the reception and me, a very direct, independent person. The owner called me in for a talk one day. He told me that a couple of men on the workfloor said I was too bossy. Is it too bossy to tell someone what the client wants, so they have to do it again? I replied: "If I was Sylvano Knaap, would I be bossy too?". He answered: "No, you would be decisive, but it is the way it is". And this is just one example. For me the combination of this social issue and shampoo is a bit too forced. But perhaps I have to get used to it.
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I've worked my whole life in different kind of jobs. When I was younger I used to state that women themselves created the difference between men and women on the workfloor. How wrong was I. This is very recognizable.
I was once working in a company with mostly men (about 50 employees). There were 4 women working there. One inside sale (always crying, most of the time absent), one HR, one at the reception and me, a very direct, independent person. The owner called me in for a talk one day. He told me that a couple of men on the workfloor said I was too bossy. Is it too bossy to tell someone what the client wants, so they have to do it again? I replied: "If I was Sylvano Knaap, would I be bossy too?". He answered: "No, you would be decisive, but it is the way it is". And this is just one example. For me the combination of this social issue and shampoo is a bit too forced. But perhaps I have to get used to it.
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Sep 4, 2013
So You Think You Will Dance?
Think again. Yeah, guys, that will make you think again ... and hopefully again and again and again. But just thinking won't solve anything. Awareness campaign created by Duval Guillaume Modem and produced by monodot in support of STOP THE TRAFFIK. Very good.
Jul 6, 2013
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Feb 23, 2012
Inside Foxconn
There's only one solution for this situation: boycot.
"Bill Weir takes an in-depth look into the factory that makes Apple products."
Feb 1, 2012
Dear Jourdon ... Please Come Back
Sorry for the copy paste, but this letter is a must-read.
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In August of 1865, a Colonel P.H. Anderson of Big Spring, Tennessee, wrote to his former slave, Jourdan Anderson, and requested that he come back to work on his farm. Jourdan — who, since being emancipated, had moved to Ohio, found paid work, and was now supporting his family — responded spectacularly by way of the letter seen below (a letter which, according to newspapers at the time, he dictated).
(Source: The Freedmen's Book; Image: A group of escaped slaves in Virginia in 1862, courtesy of the Library of Congress.)
Dayton, Ohio, August 7, 1865
To My Old Master, Colonel P.H. Anderson,
Big Spring, Tennessee
Sir: I got your letter, and was glad to find that you had not forgotten Jourdon, and that you wanted me to come back and live with you again, promising to do better for me than anybody else can. I have often felt uneasy about you. I thought the Yankees would have hung you long before this, for harboring Rebs they found at your house. I suppose they never heard about your going to Colonel Martin's to kill the Union soldier that was left by his company in their stable. Although you shot at me twice before I left you, I did not want to hear of your being hurt, and am glad you are still living. It would do me good to go back to the dear old home again, and see Miss Mary and Miss Martha and Allen, Esther, Green, and Lee. Give my love to them all, and tell them I hope we will meet in the better world, if not in this. I would have gone back to see you all when I was working in the Nashville Hospital, but one of the neighbors told me that Henry intended to shoot me if he ever got a chance.
I want to know particularly what the good chance is you propose to give me. I am doing tolerably well here. I get twenty-five dollars a month, with victuals and clothing; have a comfortable home for Mandy,—the folks call her Mrs. Anderson,—and the children—Milly, Jane, and Grundy—go to school and are learning well. The teacher says Grundy has a head for a preacher. They go to Sunday school, and Mandy and me attend church regularly. We are kindly treated. Sometimes we overhear others saying, "Them colored people were slaves" down in Tennessee. The children feel hurt when they hear such remarks; but I tell them it was no disgrace in Tennessee to belong to Colonel Anderson. Many darkeys would have been proud, as I used to be, to call you master. Now if you will write and say what wages you will give me, I will be better able to decide whether it would be to my advantage to move back again.
As to my freedom, which you say I can have, there is nothing to be gained on that score, as I got my free papers in 1864 from the Provost-Marshal-General of the Department of Nashville. Mandy says she would be afraid to go back without some proof that you were disposed to treat us justly and kindly; and we have concluded to test your sincerity by asking you to send us our wages for the time we served you. This will make us forget and forgive old scores, and rely on your justice and friendship in the future. I served you faithfully for thirty-two years, and Mandy twenty years. At twenty-five dollars a month for me, and two dollars a week for Mandy, our earnings would amount to eleven thousand six hundred and eighty dollars. Add to this the interest for the time our wages have been kept back, and deduct what you paid for our clothing, and three doctor's visits to me, and pulling a tooth for Mandy, and the balance will show what we are in justice entitled to. Please send the money by Adams's Express, in care of V. Winters, Esq., Dayton, Ohio. If you fail to pay us for faithful labors in the past, we can have little faith in your promises in the future. We trust the good Maker has opened your eyes to the wrongs which you and your fathers have done to me and my fathers, in making us toil for you for generations without recompense. Here I draw my wages every Saturday night; but in Tennessee there was never any pay-day for the negroes any more than for the horses and cows. Surely there will be a day of reckoning for those who defraud the laborer of his hire.
In answering this letter, please state if there would be any safety for my Milly and Jane, who are now grown up, and both good-looking girls. You know how it was with poor Matilda and Catherine. I would rather stay here and starve—and die, if it come to that—than have my girls brought to shame by the violence and wickedness of their young masters. You will also please state if there has been any schools opened for the colored children in your neighborhood. The great desire of my life now is to give my children an education, and have them form virtuous habits.
Say howdy to George Carter, and thank him for taking the pistol from you when you were shooting at me.
From your old servant,
Jourdon Anderson.
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In August of 1865, a Colonel P.H. Anderson of Big Spring, Tennessee, wrote to his former slave, Jourdan Anderson, and requested that he come back to work on his farm. Jourdan — who, since being emancipated, had moved to Ohio, found paid work, and was now supporting his family — responded spectacularly by way of the letter seen below (a letter which, according to newspapers at the time, he dictated).
(Source: The Freedmen's Book; Image: A group of escaped slaves in Virginia in 1862, courtesy of the Library of Congress.)
Dayton, Ohio, August 7, 1865
To My Old Master, Colonel P.H. Anderson,
Big Spring, Tennessee
Sir: I got your letter, and was glad to find that you had not forgotten Jourdon, and that you wanted me to come back and live with you again, promising to do better for me than anybody else can. I have often felt uneasy about you. I thought the Yankees would have hung you long before this, for harboring Rebs they found at your house. I suppose they never heard about your going to Colonel Martin's to kill the Union soldier that was left by his company in their stable. Although you shot at me twice before I left you, I did not want to hear of your being hurt, and am glad you are still living. It would do me good to go back to the dear old home again, and see Miss Mary and Miss Martha and Allen, Esther, Green, and Lee. Give my love to them all, and tell them I hope we will meet in the better world, if not in this. I would have gone back to see you all when I was working in the Nashville Hospital, but one of the neighbors told me that Henry intended to shoot me if he ever got a chance.
I want to know particularly what the good chance is you propose to give me. I am doing tolerably well here. I get twenty-five dollars a month, with victuals and clothing; have a comfortable home for Mandy,—the folks call her Mrs. Anderson,—and the children—Milly, Jane, and Grundy—go to school and are learning well. The teacher says Grundy has a head for a preacher. They go to Sunday school, and Mandy and me attend church regularly. We are kindly treated. Sometimes we overhear others saying, "Them colored people were slaves" down in Tennessee. The children feel hurt when they hear such remarks; but I tell them it was no disgrace in Tennessee to belong to Colonel Anderson. Many darkeys would have been proud, as I used to be, to call you master. Now if you will write and say what wages you will give me, I will be better able to decide whether it would be to my advantage to move back again.
As to my freedom, which you say I can have, there is nothing to be gained on that score, as I got my free papers in 1864 from the Provost-Marshal-General of the Department of Nashville. Mandy says she would be afraid to go back without some proof that you were disposed to treat us justly and kindly; and we have concluded to test your sincerity by asking you to send us our wages for the time we served you. This will make us forget and forgive old scores, and rely on your justice and friendship in the future. I served you faithfully for thirty-two years, and Mandy twenty years. At twenty-five dollars a month for me, and two dollars a week for Mandy, our earnings would amount to eleven thousand six hundred and eighty dollars. Add to this the interest for the time our wages have been kept back, and deduct what you paid for our clothing, and three doctor's visits to me, and pulling a tooth for Mandy, and the balance will show what we are in justice entitled to. Please send the money by Adams's Express, in care of V. Winters, Esq., Dayton, Ohio. If you fail to pay us for faithful labors in the past, we can have little faith in your promises in the future. We trust the good Maker has opened your eyes to the wrongs which you and your fathers have done to me and my fathers, in making us toil for you for generations without recompense. Here I draw my wages every Saturday night; but in Tennessee there was never any pay-day for the negroes any more than for the horses and cows. Surely there will be a day of reckoning for those who defraud the laborer of his hire.
In answering this letter, please state if there would be any safety for my Milly and Jane, who are now grown up, and both good-looking girls. You know how it was with poor Matilda and Catherine. I would rather stay here and starve—and die, if it come to that—than have my girls brought to shame by the violence and wickedness of their young masters. You will also please state if there has been any schools opened for the colored children in your neighborhood. The great desire of my life now is to give my children an education, and have them form virtuous habits.
Say howdy to George Carter, and thank him for taking the pistol from you when you were shooting at me.
From your old servant,
Jourdon Anderson.
Jan 20, 2012
Inhabitants Of Vancouver’s Sketchy East Side Photographed By Claire Martin
"Tony lives in the Downtown Eastsidein the same building as his brother and sister in law. They have all been addicted to heroin for around 25 years. Tony lost his wife to AIDS 5 year ago. They had twin daughters who were born HIV positive and were taken away by the state immediately after birth. Tony is on the Methodone program, but continues to use heroin."
"Claire Martin began her career by pursuing a degree in Social Work, however, she changed her focus to Photography when she realized that change can also be effected through this medium. Her ongoing documentation of marginalised communities within prosperous nations won her the Magnum Foundation 2010 Inge Morath award for Female Photographers under 30 years of age."
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"Claire Martin began her career by pursuing a degree in Social Work, however, she changed her focus to Photography when she realized that change can also be effected through this medium. Her ongoing documentation of marginalised communities within prosperous nations won her the Magnum Foundation 2010 Inge Morath award for Female Photographers under 30 years of age."
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Dec 28, 2011
Dec 23, 2011
Christmas Cards For The Homeless
Jason Scott and Joris Philippart, creative team at London advertising agency VCCP, have produced a set of cards designed for the homeless. Each day on the way to the agency, Jason and Joris walk past dozens of homeless people who won’t be spending Christmas with friends and families. Some of them haven’t spoken to their loved ones for a very long time. The creatives decided to do something that would help them get back in touch, designing ice breaker cards in which they could write messages and posted them, with the hope that they’d re-establish some relationships and create festive cheer.
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Dec 10, 2011
Icy And Sot
ICY (born 1985) and SOT (born 1991) are stencil artists from Tabriz – IRAN. they started their professional career in 2008 they had uploaded previous works as early as 2006 and they influenced and dragged their friends to street art. Their works are about peace, war, Love, hate, hope, despair, children, human rights and the Iranian culture. The two brothers have held numerous exhibitions and un-official street works in Iran and foreign countries.
Dec 5, 2011
Making The Invisible Visible
Making the Invisible Visible is an Amnesty International street art project highlighting the plight of six individuals who have suffered human rights abuses.
The project is a unique collaboration between German street art collective Mentalgassi and creative team Lisa Jelliffe and Kirsten Rutherford from Wieden + Kennedy London.
The project is a unique collaboration between German street art collective Mentalgassi and creative team Lisa Jelliffe and Kirsten Rutherford from Wieden + Kennedy London.
Nov 26, 2011
Violence Against Women - White Ribbon Day
Nice one!
Beneva Foundation in Romania raised awareness of the impact of violence against women recently, using bouquets of flowers and baseball bats. Research shows that one in four Romanian women is abused at some point in her life. Beneva Foundation worked with Bratislava advertising agency Jandl to graphically portray the message, “1 in 4 women gets beaten instead of getting flowers.”
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Case study:
Beneva Foundation in Romania raised awareness of the impact of violence against women recently, using bouquets of flowers and baseball bats. Research shows that one in four Romanian women is abused at some point in her life. Beneva Foundation worked with Bratislava advertising agency Jandl to graphically portray the message, “1 in 4 women gets beaten instead of getting flowers.”
follow link for more info
Case study:
White Ribbon Day, marked in Australia on November 25, calls on men to swear, no matter what their background. “I swear never to commit, excuse or remain silent about violence against women.”
Too nice for my taste. Does this campaign really reach the target? Really reach the people that are abusing females?
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Nov 16, 2011
Blame Anyone But Yourself
Samuel L Jackson for the Voice 'Put Down The Gun'. Blame anyone but yourself to put down the gun, to break the cycle. Hear! Hear!
Nov 7, 2011
Children Have The Right To Be Heard
Excactly! Children HAVE the RIGHT to be heard.
Created by Lemons Scented Tea, produced by Brenninkmeijer & Isaacs.
Created by Lemons Scented Tea, produced by Brenninkmeijer & Isaacs.
Aug 8, 2011
Mundano In Sao Paulo
Mundano’s quasi-monstrous creatures surface throughout São Paulo.
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20 days of exhibition
82 small houses sold
R$ 22.227,00 collected
The event took part in the biggest institutional campaign of Um Teto Para Meu País - Brasil
Among what was collected and donations
Over R$107.000, 00 has been raised
With this amount 32 houses can be built
And more than 150 people who live in poverty
Will have a chance of a fresh start
The work is not over
Curator: Mundano
follow link for more info & pics.
20 days of exhibition
82 small houses sold
R$ 22.227,00 collected
The event took part in the biggest institutional campaign of Um Teto Para Meu País - Brasil
Among what was collected and donations
Over R$107.000, 00 has been raised
With this amount 32 houses can be built
And more than 150 people who live in poverty
Will have a chance of a fresh start
The work is not over
Curator: Mundano
Jun 19, 2011
Against Torture Each Letter Counts
New Amnesty International: Against Torture Each Letter Counts. Nominated at Cannes Lions 2011.
Client: Amnesty International
Producer: Mindtaste
Director: Emre Olcayto
Editor, color grading: Aimad Doughan
3D FX: Benjamin Reul
Client: Amnesty International
Producer: Mindtaste
Director: Emre Olcayto
Editor, color grading: Aimad Doughan
3D FX: Benjamin Reul
Amnesty International - Against torture each letter counts from Mindtaste Studio on Vimeo.
Jun 16, 2011
Fit In
Fit in ... and hang up your tutu.
A recruitment mockumentary by Toronto's gay rugby team -- inspired by the players' true stories -- about one man's quest to find himself.
A recruitment mockumentary by Toronto's gay rugby team -- inspired by the players' true stories -- about one man's quest to find himself.
Jun 12, 2011
Barbie's Rainforest Destruction Habit REVEALED!
Greenpeace : In a recent interview Ken learns of Barbie's scandalous deforestation habit ... she's been wrapping herself in rainforest destruction and pushing endangered Sumatran tigers to the brink of extinction ...
Jun 9, 2011
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