Human Rights Watch defines an honour killing as ‘An act of vengeance, usually death, committed by male family members against female family members, who are held to have brought dishonour upon the family.’
Recently in Kingston Upon Thames an Indian Muslim teenager involved in a relationship with an Arab man was kidnapped, raped and murdered. She was found stuffed in a fridge with her throat slit and another female was also kidnapped and raped but escaped. Two men have been arrested and will appear at the old bailey on 21st of August.
There’s no honour in kidnapping.
There’s no honour in slitting someone’s throat for no reason.
There’s no honour in rape.
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The most common age for young girls to start wearing make up in this country is 11yrs old. It seems that society these days has an unhealthy obsession with beauty and appearance. We are bombarded on a daily basis by airbrushed images of models on the TV, radio, magazines & newspapers so I can understand why this creates a warped perception of beauty in many people’s minds. Children exposed to this pick up the insecure vibration levels and jump on the slap stick band wagon to clown looking town. Now there’s nothing wrong with a little make up, but imagine a world where looking like Katie Price isn’t what young girls aspire to. Imagine picking up a magazine and seeing Kelly Brook embracing the beauty of her human flaws.
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I saved my kittens and I don’t think they care
We named her KitKat.
Well, my mom named her KitKat and she was a well known cat in the area.
She was a very well known cat actually.
In fact she was such a popular cat she’s had her third litter of kittens in a year, and expecting another soon. She’s a sweet cat but tough like Phil from Eastenders. I’ve seen her scrap with other cats, defend her kittens against dogs and use her cunning cat behaviour to gather food by any means necessary. I had a barbecue at home last year and after an evening of fun, food and fireworks we settled down for an alcoholic beverage or twelve. Ok, so there were no fireworks, but during the evening I began to hear faint squeals coming from next door and decided to investigate then…
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