by Maya Garcia

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2019: The UN News year in photos

As the United Nations celebrates its 75th anniversary, we look back at the purpose and goals for its creation. In 1945, after the end of World War II, fifty-one countries became the first members of the organization in hopes of re-establishing and continuing international peace. In 2015 members composed the Sustainable Development Goals so that it was clear what the United Nations was constantly aiming to achieve. The goals are a list of seventeen interlinked categories of social and environmental ills that the United Nations has committed to resolve by 2030.

The organization has six main branches; the General Assembly, the Secretariat, the International Court of Justice, the Security Council, the Economic and Social Council, and the Trusteeship Council. The Security Council is where a select group of member states come together to discuss international security. While the Security Council, whose membership rotates on a regular basis, is known for its procedural problems for the last twenty years, it is important to note that the world order since the Cold war has become increasingly complex. Even though some strategies and decisions made by the Security Council have changed since its creation, its goal to continue peace has not. …


by Sean Miller

After the 2011 earthquake that devastated Japan, the United Nations convened and adopted the Sendai Framework for Disaster Risk Reduction, a set of resolutions and research priorities to mitigate the risk of disaster damage. Data indicates that natural disasters are occurring more frequently and with greater severity year after year. (1) Subsequently, cultural heritage sites, critical infrastructure, and public trust in institutions suffer irreversible damage. Over the past 20 years, due to natural disasters, “1.3 million people lost their lives and 4.4 billion people were injured, rendered homeless, displaced or in need of emergency assistance”. (2) Additionally, the cost to commercial and residential buildings alone is estimated to be more than $314 billion annually. …


Let us not forget how the United States was born and what beliefs it was founded on. It was the land of freedom, independence, and what we all know as the ”American Dream.” The world looked up to this rugged country, and it was the inspiration to reach perfection. With the upcoming election of November 3rd, we should take into consideration what is the best decision for the future of the United States of America. In the past few years, we have experienced a rainbow of emotions regarding the government’s decisions. Decisions that were made for the protection and security of the country resulted in escalations of events that have increased the polarization of different cultural, ethnic, religious, and political groups. …


A blog by Aya Taqi

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“Apps” by Katie Smith

The world is currently experiencing the unprecedented impact of the pandemic, probably the largest in the 21st century. The global health emergency has forced us into a new way of life; mask wearing, social distancing and decreased physical interactions are slowly becoming the new normal. People from all over the world have to cope with the isolation, social distancing and more restrictions which may incite fear and anxiety. As uncertainty grows and the world struggles to contain the virus, emotional distress has become widespread. In these difficult and testing times, the world collectively turned to social media platforms like Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and the fast-growing platform, TikTok, to fulfill the human need of social interaction. …


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Photo by August de Richelieu

I am a teacher’s daughter.

This means I grew up ‘playing-school’ on the cold concrete floor of my basement, lecturing to an empty ‘classroom’ in rural Michigan.

This means that once I did grow up, I got to ‘play school’ with her actual students, teaching them writing, history, and answering their questions about my new home in Washington, D.C.

But this also means I watched, first-hand from quarantine in Oxford, Michigan, how the world collectively revered and then subsequently endangered our forgotten frontline works (educators), just like my mom.

On this ‘World Teachers Day’, our celebrations must not only be a little bit louder, but a little bit deeper. I don’t have to remind you we aren’t living in normal times, but it also must be said that teaching, in this year specifically, is perhaps the least normal year the educational realm is experiencing. But, we’re lucky. Educators are simply some of the most resilient and dynamic professionals out there. And while we celebrate them as competent, hail them as superheroes, who is checking on the individuals, making sure our schools are not only standing, but also places of inspiration, growth, and refuge? …


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Crowd protesting against nuclear energy, Dam Square, Amsterdam stock photo

The nuclear weapon is quite a new weapon. It appeared during the Second World War. The story of this weapon is paradoxical because it was forbidden just a few years after its appearance by treaties signed by most countries but then detained anyways at the same time. Thus the non-proliferation of nuclear weapons is governed by the treaty on the Non-Proliferation of Nuclear Weapons of 1968, which all the countries of the world are signed onto except India, Israel, Pakistan, North Korea, and South Sudan. Countries that are part of this treaty that have nuclear weapons, are known as the P-Five and are China, the United States of America, France, the United Kingdom, and Russia, but also countries that are not members, include India, Israel, Pakistan, and North Korea. …


  • How did the resolution on Women, Disarmament, Non-proliferation and Arms Control (General Assembly resolution 65/69) come about and why is it significant?

The resolution was the initiative of the first female Prime Minister of Trinidad and Tobago (T&T) in 2010 during her maiden address at the UN General Assembly. As the country with lead responsibility for matters relating to Crime and Security in the Quasi-Cabinet of the Heads of State and Government of the Caribbean Community (CARICOM), and in recognition of the challenges faced in the CARICOM region in countering the scourge of gun violence, she called for the international community to focus more on the vulnerability of women in situations of armed violence and armed conflict. …


“The Dark”

In the dark I felt your hands of pleasure become hands of pain

You killed me over and over, again and again

To the brink you brought me, Your hateful hands around my neck

Fingers clenched until the world faded to black

You used my body to vent the day’s frustrations, all your rage

Maybe you were hoping I would fight back, that I would engage

But I lay still, hoping your anger might subside

Hoping you might notice my limp body and let go

That you might think I had died.

Perhaps if I opened my eyes and looked deep into…


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Photo by Anne-Sophie Henrich; Photo of a model

It happened on a Friday evening more than 4 years ago in my student dormitory. Actually, I had planned to go home that night, but a friend of mine invited me for dinner and then another friend to a party in his room. As I am really bad at disappointing people I said yes, even though I had to work the next day near my parents’ house. The party was in my friend’s room which was diagonally in front of mine. There were about 10 people there, three girls, all the rest were boys. Most of the boys were my friends, there was only one I did not know and one of whom I thought was in a relationship. I was playing drinking games with the guys, as I did not really like the two other girls present. We had Vodka I imported from Ukraine and later Tequila. The last thing I remember is the guy whom I thought had a girlfriend, making me drink one last Tequila. I knew and told him that this would be too much for me, but as I am really bad at disappointing people, I finally accepted. After that, my memory completely erased. There was just this weird feeling left that something was wrong, and I was not wearing underwear. Then, comes the unbelievable pain and I can picture and remember the second when it all happened really sharply. I was sitting on my desk with my legs on the shoulders of the guy, whom I thought had a girlfriend, penetrating me. The three things I thought were: “What’s happening here? I do not want this! Does he not have a girlfriend?” Then everything is gone again. Next day when I woke up I was afraid of opening my eyes. I remembered the second of sharp pain and felt that I was naked. I just did not want to face the truth, but to wake up and see that the reality of the situation in front of my eyes was just a horrible nightmare. It was not a nightmare and it had happened to me. I was naked, the guy was lying next to me and the table and floor of my room were full of blood — my blood. I was completely in shock and just felt really dirty. Mechanically, I grabbed my towel and went to have a shower to cleanse myself from the whole thing. The horrible feeling stayed. This was not how I imagined my first time to be like. When I came back from the shower, he was still there. I took my phone, went to the learning room which I knew would be empty early in the morning, and called my best friend. I was in too much shock to really realize what had happened to me and I was afraid to go back to my room. On my way back, I met another friend of mine and talked to her for a long time. Both of the friends I had just talked to persuaded me that I had to go back and clean my dorm room . So, I went back. And he was still there… I would have hoped him to be gone by that time. He wasn’t, so I had to deal with that situation and confront him. I decided just not to care about it. Anyway, my whole behavior was still very mechanic, I was still in shock. I started cleaning the room, whipping away the blood from my desk, the floor and my washbasin and threw the two used condoms into the bin. One of it was full of blood. At one point he just woke up. He wished me a good morning. My answer simply was “I woke up and my whole room was full of blood.” …


It happened on a Friday evening more than 4 years ago in my student dormitory. Actually, I had planned to go home that night, but a friend of mine invited me for dinner and then another friend to a party in his room. As I am really bad at disappointing people I said yes, even though I had to work the next day near my parents’ house. The party was in my friend’s room which was diagonally in front of mine. There were about 10 people there, three girls, all the rest were boys. Most of the boys were my friends, there was only one I did not know and one of whom I thought was in a relationship. I was playing drinking games with the guys, as I did not really like the two other girls present. We had Vodka I imported from Ukraine and later Tequila. The last thing I remember is the guy whom I thought had a girlfriend, making me drink one last Tequila. I knew and told him that this would be too much for me, but as I am really bad at disappointing people, I finally accepted. After that, my memory completely erased. There was just this weird feeling left that something was wrong, and I was not wearing underwear. Then, comes the unbelievable pain and I can picture and remember the second when it all happened really sharply. I was sitting on my desk with my legs on the shoulders of the guy, whom I thought had a girlfriend, penetrating me. The three things I thought were: “What’s happening here? I do not want this! Does he not have a girlfriend?” Then everything is gone again. Next day when I woke up I was afraid of opening my eyes. I remembered the second of sharp pain and felt that I was naked. I just did not want to face the truth, but to wake up and see that the reality of the situation in front of my eyes was just a horrible nightmare. It was not a nightmare and it had happened to me. I was naked, the guy was lying next to me and the table and floor of my room were full of blood — my blood. I was completely in shock and just felt really dirty. Mechanically, I grabbed my towel and went to have a shower to cleanse myself from the whole thing. The horrible feeling stayed. This was not how I imagined my first time to be like. When I came back from the shower, he was still there. I took my phone, went to the learning room which I knew would be empty early in the morning, and called my best friend. I was in too much shock to really realize what had happened to me and I was afraid to go back to my room. On my way back, I met another friend of mine and talked to her for a long time. Both of the friends I had just talked to persuaded me that I had to go back and clean my dorm room . So, I went back. And he was still there… I would have hoped him to be gone by that time. He wasn’t, so I had to deal with that situation and confront him. I decided just not to care about it. Anyway, my whole behavior was still very mechanic, I was still in shock. I started cleaning the room, whipping away the blood from my desk, the floor and my washbasin and threw the two used condoms into the bin. One of it was full of blood. At one point he just woke up. He wished me a good morning. My answer simply was “I woke up and my whole room was full of blood.” …

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