PREVIEW: My Town Magazine
Photographed by Sante D'Orazio
Makeup by Carolina Gonzalez
Hair by Harry Josh
Styled by Inge Fonteyne
Creative Director: David Lipman
Photographed by Sante D'Orazio
Makeup by Carolina Gonzalez
Hair by Harry Josh
Styled by Inge Fonteyne
Creative Director: David Lipman
What girls say: I’m fine
What girls mean: I’m too embarrassed to ask for water from your mom because this is the first time I’ve been over and she’s asked me like 500 times if I wanted any and I’ve been saying no but I’m dying of thirst
god i wish i could feel your fingers intertwined with mine
In a major blow to the federal government, a judge in Detroit has declared America’s female genital mutilation law unconstitutional, thereby dismissing the key charges against two Michigan doctors and six others accused of subjecting at least nine minor girls to the cutting procedure in the nation’s first FGM case.
The historic case involves minor girls from Michigan, Illinois and Minnesota, including some who cried, screamed and bled during the procedure and one who was given Valium ground in liquid Tylenol to keep her calm, court records show.
The judge’s ruling also dismissed charges against three mothers, including two Minnesota women whom prosecutors said tricked their 7 -year-old daughters into thinking they were coming to metro Detroit for a girls’ weekend, but instead had their genitals cut at a Livonia clinic as part of a religious procedure.
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U.S. District Judge Bernard Friedman concluded that “as despicable as this practice may be,” Congress did not have the authority to pass the 22-year-old federal law that criminalizes female genital mutilation, and that FGM is for the states to regulate. FGM is banned worldwide and has been outlawed in more than 30 countries, though the U.S. statute had never been tested before this case.
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It’s okay guys he did it for States Rights :)
Michigan will end up like England, France, Germany or Sweden in less than 15 years. Contrary to the minds of some, “it can happen here.”
Sure Her ass is fat but how’s her faith in God?
I’m not taking you back, either.
And now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Reliving the or their dreams of past glory
I see the old men, all twisted and torn
The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask me, What are they
Marching for?
And I ask myself the same question
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer to the call
But year after year their numbers get fewer
Some day no one will march there at all