Quotes About Oppression

They pulled off his turban, tore out his beard and necklaced him South Africa-style with a burning tyre while people stood around baying their encouragement.

in Delhi there was no war other than the usual one – the war of the rich against the poor.

Dava l'impressione di essere sfuggita al guinzaglio. Come se stesse camminando libera mentre tutti gli altri venivano portati a spasso come animali dometici. Quasi ci stese guardando rispettosamente, un po' sovrappensiero, da una certa distanza, mentre noi avanzavamo trotterellando, grati ai nostri padroni, felici di perpetuare la nostra schiavitù.

With a street-fighter's unerring insticts, Comrade Pillai knew that his straitened circumstances (his small, hot house, his grunting mother, his obvious proximity to the toiling masses) gave him a power over Chacko that in those revolutionary times no amount of Oxford education could match. He held his poverty like a gun to Chacko's head.

Forse agli occhi di uno studioso di storia e conflitti umani è a questo che si sarebbe ridotto in realtà il piccolo corteo, visto in termini relativi: una fila di formiche che si allontanavano con qualche briciola caduta dalla tavola dei potenti.

As she grew older, Ammu learned to live with this cold, calculating cruelty. She developed a lofty sense of injustice and the mulish, reckless streak that develops in Someone Small who has been bullied all their lives by Someone Big. She did exactly nothing to avoid quarrels and confrontations. In fact, it could be argued that she sought them out, perhaps even enjoyed them.

She died in her cage, the little bird These words she left for her captor Please take the spring harvest And shove it up your gilded arse

Kashmir was one of the few places in the world where a fair-skinned people had been ruled by a darker-skinned one.

People get used to anything. The less you think about your oppression, the more your tolerance for it grows. After a while, people just think oppression is the normal state of things. But to become free, you have to be acutely aware of being a slave.

No one is going to give you the education you need to overthrow them. Nobody is going to teach you your true history, teach you your true heroes, if they know that that knowledge will help set you free.

Nobody in the world, nobody in history, has ever gotten their freedom by appealing to the moral sense of the people who were oppressing them.

The rulers of this country have always considered their property more important than our lives.

The schools we go to are reflections of the society that created them. Nobody is going to give you the education you need to overthrow them. Nobody is going to teach you your true history, teach you your true heroes, if they know that that knowledge will help set you free.

I have declared war on the rich who prosper on our poverty, the politicians who lie to us with smiling faces, and all the mindless, heartless, robots who protect them and their property.

I am about life. I'm gonna live as hard as i can and as full as i can until i die. And i'm not letting these parasites, these oppressors, these greedy racist swine make me kill my children in my mind, before they are even born.

All you have to do is ask yourselves, who controls the government? And who are the victims of that control?

So many of my sisters are so completely unaware of who the real criminals and dogs are. They blame themselves for being hungry; they hate themselves for surviving the best way they know how, to see so much fear, doubt, hurt, and self hatred is the most painful part of being in this concentration camp. Anyway, in spite of all, i feel a breeze behind my neck, turning to a hurricane and when i take a deep breath I can smell freedom

the modern State's greatest single instrument of oppression, its murderous tax on drink...accounts for nearly all the miseries besetting our once-merry land; football hooliganism, colour prejudice, industrial unrest, cynicism about politicians; the list is endless.

Those of us who stand outside the circle of this society's definition of acceptable women; those of us who have been forged in the crucibles of difference - those of us who are poor, who are lesbians, who are black, who are older - know that survival is not an academic skill...For the master's tools will not dismantle the master's house. They will never allow us to bring about genuine change.

Because the machine will try to grind you into dust anyway, whether or not we speak.

oppression is as American as apple pie...

Some problems we share as women, some we do not. You fear your children will grow up to join the patriarchy and testify against you; we fear our children will be dragged from a car and shot down in the street, and you will turn your backs on the reasons they are dying.

Oppressors always expect the oppressed to extend to them the understanding so lacking in themselves.

The true focus of revolutionary change is never merely the oppressive situations which we seek to escape, but that piece of the oppressor which is planted deep within each of us, and which knows only the oppressors' tactics, the oppressors' relationships.