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Members of the LGBTQ community responded to the tweets by stating that the employer's action is acceptable since gay people are rejected for jobs because of their sexuality. Some added that they only hire queer people. However, some asked if they aren't also engaging in the same discrimination they say they suffer due to their sexual orientation. Source Do you think he should have hired the straight applicant?
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What are your thoughts? Do you think she is 19 or not?
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Black American dragged mercilessly for coming for a Nigerian on Twitter
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In a video posted on his page, Ayomide declared himself queer as he threw shade at popular crossdresser, Bobrisky, who he said is still denying being queer.
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A mother-of-two, Takieyah Reaves, from Newark, New Jersey, now lives with her intestines hanging out of her abdomen after surviving a horrific nightclub shooting. Reaves, 32, defied death in July 2017 to survive being shot twice on her stomach and right leg by a random attacker who sprayed bullets at a crowd of night clubbers, injuring three people. One of the bullets tore her stomach wide open, and it was a miracle that she survived after undergoing intensive surgery to repair her damaged intestines. After doctors stitched her up, the size of the wound on her stomach made it impossible to close, forcing her to live with a gaping hole on her torso and with the inside of her intestines fully exposed. Her scar looks so big that some people even mistake it for a pregnancy. Takieyah was nursed by her mother Tammi Reaves-Duncan as she recovered, she even entered into depression due to her "deformity." Takieyah, a criminal justice student, said to Metro UK: ‘It will get patched up properly, but it has been left open and exposed ever since it happened. It bulges and I am constantly asked if I am pregnant when I go out. People ask me if it’s a boy or a girl and I then have to explain everything.’ Takieyah lost 4.5 liters of blood and defied death to survive the shooting. Takieyah continued: ‘I wasn’t supposed to make it out of hospital alive, my family were told to say their goodbyes. I am so grateful to still be here and be given a second chance at life, but I can’t help feeling depressed by how I looked." ‘I kept my stomach hidden from everyone for a long time, even from my kids. I was so depressed by my body, I had scars all over and I hated it. ‘I just wanted to curl up in a ball and hide and I was scared to go outside because of guns on the street. " I also didn’t want anyone to see my body so I found it hard to live my life as normal." Doctors created a makeshift lining for Takieyah’s stomach by using skin from her leg. ‘It has changed my life but I am so grateful I am still able to raise my kids. I was depressed for a while but I decided that I couldn’t go on like that for their sake. ‘I do want my body back but I see them as my war scars. People tell me how beautiful I am and I have learned to embrace what happened.’ After three years of living with an open wound, Takieyah is due to have her stomach stitched back together for good, at the end of June this year. Takieyah speaking about the day she was shot: ‘I thought I was dying and I was so scared about leaving my kids without a mom. It was super scary and really painful, it felt like fire was running through my veins. ‘I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, the guy was firing off gunshots and I was stood in the doorway. I didn’t even realize I had been shot at first, but then I collapsed. ‘I was in the doorstep of the club when I got shot. I remember feeling very tired, like I wanted to go to sleep. My friend Lavona kept telling me to keep my eyes open and listen to the voices.’ ‘I lost 4.5 liters of blood and my doctors told me my heart stopped on the operating table, but I came back. I had surgery to remove the bullets but they had to leave my stomach open like this" Source
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Learn how to make Crispy Fried Chicken at home, better than fast food chicken! You will never buy from Fast Food again after this recipe! INGREDIENTS Chicken Thighs 6 Marinade 1 Teaspoon Onion Powder 1 Teaspoon Garlic Powder 1 Teaspoon Ginger Powder 1 Teaspoon Salt 3 Tablespoons Paprika 1 Tablespoon Ground Pepper 1 Tablespoon All Spice 1 Teaspoon Chicken Seasoning 1/2 Cup Milk 1 Egg Coating 3 Cups Plain Flour 1 Cup Corn Flour 1 Tablespoon Parika 1 Teaspoon Salt 1 Teaspoon All Spice
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June is Pride Month, when the world's LGBT communities come together and celebrate the freedom to be themselves. Pride gatherings are rooted in the arduous history of minority groups who have struggled for decades to overcome prejudice and be accepted for who they are. The original organizers chose this month to pay homage to the Stonewall uprising in June 1969 in New York City, which helped spark the modern gay rights movement. Most Pride events take place each year in June, although some cities hold their celebrations at other times of the year. Who celebrates it? Pride events are geared toward anyone who feels like their sexual identity falls outside the mainstream -- although many straight people join in, too. LGBT is an acronym meaning lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender. The term sometimes is extended to LGBTQ, or even LGBTQIA, to include queer, intersex and asexual groups. Queer is an umbrella term for non-straight people; intersex refers to those whose sex is not clearly defined because of genetic, hormonal or biological differences; and asexual describes those who don't experience sexual attraction. These terms may also include gender fluid people, or those whose gender identity shifts over time or depending on the situation. How did it start? In the early hours of June 28, 1969, police raided the Stonewall Inn, a gay bar in New York's Greenwich Village, and began hauling customers outside. Tensions quickly escalated as patrons resisted arrest and a growing crowd of bystanders threw bottles and coins at the officers. New York's gay community, fed up after years of harassment by authorities, broke out in neighborhood riots that went on for three days. The uprising became a catalyst for an emerging gay rights movement as organizations such as the Gay Liberation Front and the Gay Activists Alliance were formed, modeled after the civil rights movement and the women's rights movement. Members held protests, met with political leaders and interrupted public meetings to hold those leaders accountable. A year after the Stonewall riots, the nation's first Gay Pride marches were held. In 2016 the area around the Stonewall Inn, still a popular nightspot today, was designated a national monument. Where did the Pride name come from? Pride marchers on June 25, 2017, in Istanbul, Turkey. The 2017 LGBT Pride March there was banned by authorities, but organizers defied the order before being dispersed by police and tear gas. It's credited to Brenda Howard, a bisexual New York activist nicknamed the "Mother of Pride," who organized the first Pride parade to commemorate the one-year anniversary of the Stonewall uprising. What's the origin of the rainbow flag? In 1978, artist and designer Gilbert Baker was commissioned by San Francisco city supervisor Harvey Milk -- one of the first openly gay elected officials in the US -- to make a flag for the city's upcoming Pride celebrations. Baker, a prominent gay rights activist, gave a nod to the stripes of the American flag but drew inspiration from the rainbow to reflect the many groups within the gay community. A subset of flags represent other sexualities on the spectrum, such as bisexual, pansexual and asexual. Can I participate in Pride events if I'm not LGBT? Sure. Pride events welcome allies from outside the LGBT community. They are opportunities to show support, to observe, listen and be educated. Source
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They were 238 students.Only one black.And she’s Nigerian!!!
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Social Media Tales Do you prefer natural hair or artificial hair?
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Social Media Tales A sexy woman approaches you. The first words that come out of her mouth turn you off. What did she say?
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Social Media Tales You are cleaning out your room with your girlfriend. Your girlfriend finds pictures of you and your ex, and hands them to you to either pack away or toss in the trash. Which would you choose?
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So I would never have come out if not for @daeveess and @onwukajefferson but man, i can’t let this pass again....people are going to look at him and not know the kinds of things he does behind closed doors. @justsolomon_ and I were friends since late 2018. A THREAD at the time , we were in the same university (UNN) but different campuses. After a few months of friendship, Solomon started making advances towards me...from the way he’d refer to me as baby( which i didn’t mind because of the thought that it was just a bromance). Then it went to hugs and all of that. I remember when I went to visit him one time and he hugged me and I could feel his bulging penis on my body...it was irking. Another couple of months Solomon told me to come and do a shoot saying that he wants me to join his agency and when I asked what kind of shoot...he told me that it’s a nude shoot, when I asked him who the photographer is, he told me that it’s him that will take it with his iPhone Somehow somehow we were able to read the matter and out of no where, the guy told me that he’s “in love with me”. I don’t judge, and all na because I’m a very relaxed person and I felt in my heart that this boy was confused plus I didn’t want to be labeled “homophobic “.Our relationship as friends became rocky because of that night but we reconciled after. Now skip to the important part, there was a time I went to his campus to get something and whenever I’m in his campus I’d stay over at his place. Now that night, I tried to keep my distance from him as much as possible to the extent that I’d stay at the other edge of his room. This guy started making real life advances and at one point, he pulled my trousers down to check the size of my penis. In my head I already wanted to leave but it was like 11 pm so where the Bleep would I go. I decided to call my friend and talk to her till this guy fell asleep but this boy is persistent, he was so uneasy and couldn’t stay one place but at least he wasn’t disturbing me or so I thought. After some time this guy came to cuddle me while I was still on the phone call and out of nowhere he pulled my shorts down and started giving me head. Now the funny thing about same sex molestation is that every single power or muscle or fighting spirit you think you have will fucking disappear. I couldn’t move or even resist so I just let it happen, to even shout was hard because i felt if someone came into his apartment and saw us then. I would have been labeled as gay which I’m not. I became totally lifeless and the only thing my mouth would allow me to utter was “no penetration please”...i said it over and over again but this boy no gree, he turned me over...poured spit on his hands and started trying to enter me. Only the cap of his dick entered and this guy was forcing himself still, I felt pain, so much fucking pain and I was just closing my eyes and begging my body to move and do something until he finished, came on my back and told me to go shower. I entered that bathroom and I kept calling myself unclean. The next morning I left back to my campus and the next week he texted me about what happened and o told him to dead the p but this guy said no, that I’m making him feel used and I’ve broken his heart, he even texted me telling me he wants a relationship with me and that he would his babe to be with me....he promised modeling jobs, shoots and all of that and I kept on saying no. The pathetic thing about me was that I thought I could still be friends with and hopefully change this guy and I kept on treating him like one of my guys and ignored the whole p but he kept bringing up and started playing the fucking victim in our conversation! Our final fallout was when I was asking him whether he’d still host my event that was scheduled for last year December and he told me that I should talk to his father about it and he started insulting me and yarning me that he loved me and I broke his heart and that every business we have should only be directed to his father then he unfollowed me and that’s where he ended. Mike Solomon is a manipulative conniving psychopathic rapist and I don’t know how much effect my experience will have but my prayer is that he gets what he fucking deserves at the end of the day.
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Two men who were jailed for having sex in the privacy of a hotel room in Zambia have been released as part of an amnesty to celebrate Africa Day. Japhet Chataba, 39, and Steven Sambo, 31, were among more than 2,900 prisoners pardoned by President Edgar Lungu last Friday to mark the founding of the Organisation of African Unity, now known as the African Union, on 25 May 1963. Chataba and Sambo were arrested in October 2017 at a lodge in after an employee, who saw them having sex through a window, called the police. They were reportedly forced to undergo an anal examination, a practice internationally recognised as a form of torture, which was conducted 10 days after they had sex. The men were convicted of having sex “against the order of nature” in 2018 and their 15-year sentence was upheld in the Lusaka High Court in 2019. The sentencing caused a diplomatic row when US Ambassador Daniel Foote publicly criticised the Zambian government for allowing the two men to be jailed. “Decisions like this oppressive sentencing do untold damage to Zambia’s international reputation by demonstrating that human rights in Zambia [are] not a universal guarantee,” Foote wrote in a statement. Zambia’s government was infuriated by the ambassador speaking out, with President Lungu claiming that he’d been disrespectful towards Zambian culture and values. Lungu went on to fiercely defend the country’s criminalisation of homosexuality in an interview with Sky News, “We know that there could be people who are homosexual in Zambia but we don’t want to promote it,” Lungu said. “We frown on it… the practice… most of us think it’s wrong… it’s unbiblical and unchristian… and we don’t want it.” Washington was forced to pull Foote from the country because his position was “no longer tenable” as the Zambiam government had refused to continue to work with him. Source
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This is his story (with modest editing and a few typographical errors corrected): The 19th of May 2020 was the luckiest day of my life. It was a sweet-bitter experience. It started at about 5:45 pm. I got a phone call from an acquaintance of mine who happened to have visited my house once sometime last month, saying that “he was in the area and wanted to come and say hi”. I admitted that I was home and that he was welcome to come. Lo and behold, at 5:58 pm my doorbell rang, and, when I opened up, I saw a team of six police officers from SARS [the Special Anti-Robbery Squad], all geared up and the said acquaintance was standing in front of them, cuffed. I was dumbfounded and, at the same time, surprised to see this person in handcuffs in the company of police officers because of how responsible and smart this individual was. Before I could ask any questions, the officers asked if I knew their suspect and I replied yes. That was when all hell broke loose. They barged into my home and began to enter into all the rooms and compartments, ransacking my house and roughly searching my personal belongings. While I was busy asking the officers their reasons for this invasion, they were busy handcuffing me while turning my bedroom upside down. Upon further inquiring about their station and the warrant for this arrest, one of the officers gave me a slap that rang bells in my ears. At this point, I just needed to calm down and follow the situation as it unfolded. I asked that I may wear my clothes because I had only boxers. While in cuffs, I put on my pants and hung my shirt on my shoulder as they took my phones, wallet, and house keys and ordered me out of the house. I managed to lock the front door. They dragged me down the stairs. Bear in mind, they not yet told me what my crime was. When we got to the gate, I saw their Sienna car and recognized their station,` which happened to be the dreaded Safe Delta Squad. The police command in Delta state had set up a special operational squad named “Safe Delta” to fight against kidnapping, cultism, and other criminal activities throughout the three senatorial districts of the state. This squad is the most dreaded and toughest among the Delta State Police Force. To give you a clear picture of how they operate: If you happen to be a victim, your phones will be confiscated and nobody will know your whereabouts until they are done with their investigations. Their station is located along the Asaba-Benin expressway before Isselle-Asagba, which is two villages after the Asaba metropolitan. Only a few know exactly where this station is located and mostly those who have in one way or the other became their victims, particularly, young men that look good and drive good cars. Well, that is a story for another day. They dragged me inside their car and zoomed off in the presence of onlookers. While we were on our way, I kept asking the acquaintance what led to the situation. I kept asking the officers what his crime was while equally letting them know that I am a Human Rights Defender and have worked with the police in the State to combat crimes. I stated how I knew their former commander and my organization’s contributions to the police force in Asaba. I was doing all these so I could get them to at least tell me what’s going on. But unfortunately, they were calling my bluff. In all these, I refrained from exposing my identity cards until I was sure of the crime in question. On getting to the station, they kept me behind the counter while they were busy facilitating the bail of this suspect that brought them to my house. After about 10 minutes, they called me into one of the offices, unlocked the cuffs, and showed me my Whatsapp chat with this said acquaintance. I asked the officer reading the chat, the essence of repeating conversations I already know I had with the said person. That was when he told me that the said individual admitted that he was a homosexual and claimed that I have been his enabler. At this point I got a clear picture of the situation and geared myself for the drama that followed. As all these were going on, I remembered that #IDAHOBIT2020 just happened two days before and the theme #BreakingTheSilence informed my decision to out myself to the police officers by fearlessly and courageously admitting before the officers that I am a gay man and that I work with an organisation that offers services, particularly sexual health care, HIV prevention, treatment and care for gay men in the State. And that the said person was a client at LIFFE’s facility, of which I happen to be the programs director and no other strings attached. That was when the Investigating Police Officer (IPO) said that I am a criminal and that my work was contrary the Same-Sex Marriage Prohibition Act (SSMPA) and that I was arrested in connection to a crime of planned bank robbery which involved homosexual men who the said acquaintance was chatting with on Whatsapp. I was quick to recite the language of the SSMPA and reminded them that being gay as an identity is not yet a crime in Nigeria. One particular officer kept asking me if God was happy with me and if I know the implications of what I was saying. It became like a tussle of words because I never gave in to their intimidating and derogatory words. I responded with real facts and stood my ground. At this point, at about 7:50 pm the said suspect was bailed and he left with his surety while I was handed a police statement sheet to write my statement based on questions the IPO asked me. I kept on demanding that I needed my phones to make calls but the officer was busy perusing through my chats and photo gallery and wowing at the erotic photos of men on my phone. To cut this long episode short, I wrote my statement and my detention order was prepared. At about 8:35 pm, I was detained inside the police cell without the option of contacting anybody. At the early hours of 20th May 2020, LIFFE’s Project Manager (PM) Obinna Obiasulu Samuel was able to locate the police station where I was, after many efforts in visiting all the police stations in town the previous night when the news of my arrests came to light. The arrogant IPO asked him to leave and come back at 4 pm without granting audience or even allowing him to meet with me. Through all of this, I kept my wits and maintained my boldness to the awe of the cell inmates who I engaged in a conversation about human sexuality conversation, after which they admitted to having learned new things. Even though some of their homophobia was glaring, we had a good conversation, shared experiences, and learned from each other to the surprise of the rogue officers who thought they would have beaten me up. Finally, the PM was able to get the Delta State Police Headquarters to call the station’s Commander and demanded that my immediate release be effected. This came as a surprise and shock to them and my bail was immediately facilitated at the return of the PM without the presence of the IPO. They demanded 150,000 naira [about U.S. $385] for my bail and the PM who had already corroborated my statements made them understand that bail is free. At about 5:45 pm, I returned safely to my house but I will go back to the station to recover my phones as it was in the possession of the IPO who was absent at the time of my bail. Although I longer feel safe in my house and stand the risk of police arbitrary arrest anytime, I was fulfilled that I had borne true witness of my identity even in the toughest situation and before law enforcement officers without fear or shame. I was fulfilled and glad that I was able to break the silence and shame associated with homosexuality before policemen who are so quick to extort gay men by threatening to charge them in court if they refuse to admit to the crime of homosexuality. In this case, I admitted my homosexuality but made sure to erase any foreseen crime. Even though they pressured me to admit to gay sex by asking who my partner was and how I practice the said homosexuality but part of my statement read thus “I have been aware of my innate and natural attractions to same-sex but I have never acted on it all my life”. Wisdom, they say, is profitable to the wise. Source
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Hello Ladies, This has been on my mind for sometime now. There are a few members who have been consistent on NL. Who show up. Who keep this place active and alive. If this were a formal association, these humans would have been leaving with a dish washer or a washing machine or even a motor car. Loool. In the absence of physical gifts, this post is our show of appreciation. Feel free to tag members who you think deserve this accolade. Typically, these sort of awards start from 5 years of active participation onwards.
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Hi everyone! 💕 Trust we're all doing well and keeping safe. It's been a jiffy (Meanwhile, brother Mark has bought Giphy as well). Besides the daily frustration of restricted movement and physical touch😪, I've been thinking a lot about Polyamory and I'll really love to hear your thoughts about it too☺️ First, Polyamory is simply a non-monogamous relationship where multiple romantic partners are involved. Okay, how does this differ from open relationships or polygamy, etc. Open relationships vs Polyamory - the former primarily has to do sex while the later involves forming actual romantic relationships with multiple partners with all partners being aware. Hmmm Polygamy/polyandry vs Polyamory - the difference here is marriage and choice of gender...lol There are so many other factors, rules, etc that are attached to such relationships but I'll stop here for now 😅 Before sharing your thoughts, please keep these in mind:😁 "We don't possess people, we experience them" - Nipsey Hussle Jealousy is a real and valid emotion. So, Would you be open to a Polyamorous relationship? Would you remain with your partner if they mentioned that they're PolyAm in the future? Have you met any PolyAms? Do you think it's possible to be in a romantic relationship with multiple people and fully commit to them? Also feel free to correct/add to the above, I'm still learning a lot about this🙂
