Themes for Upcoming Seleda Issues
The HIV/AIDS Issue : December 2001
The Communication Issue : January 2002
The Sex Issue : February 2002
The Depression & Ecstasy Issue: March 2002
The MrT'na MraCH Issue : April 2002
The Triumph & Despair Issue : May 2002
The HIV/AIDS Issue : December 2001
This is a serious issue. So serious that we at Seleda are willing to bet our last
healthy cell that all of you know someone personally, or know of someone in the
Ethiopian community who is suffering or has suffered fatally from this dreaded
plague of the 21st century. A young cousin who died suddenly from "samba."
An uncle who died from "b'rd." A relative who had disappeared
for no apparent reason and turns up dead with suspect explanations given by the
immediate family. HIV/AIDS has become the silent, faceless, graceless killer amongst
us whom no one wants to talk about.
This is your opportunity to put your fears, your thoughts, your experiences,
your prejudice and your knowledge out there for our community to manbeb
and meGenzeb. Perhaps it is time we as a community stopped ignoring
our common killer and shunning its victims.
December is AIDS Awareness month, so we thought we could take this opportunity
to learn about "the dreaded disease" with you, to mourn its victims
together, and to begin to fight our common enemy with you. Put pen to paper
and share, not just about your personal loss, but whatever useful thing you
may learned from it, what you would like to share with your community. If you
are in the medical profession and you have unique knowledge about the many ways
HIV/AIDS has affected us, we hope that you will take the time to share your
knowledge with us.
Deadline for articles is November 15, 2001. It's never too soon to start nor
to submit.
The Sex Issue : February 2002
Ay-hey-hey
wedEt wedEt. Long after we've been pegged "undersexed,
desperate dorks" by those who, well, aren't, ineho proof
that we might really, really
ere le werE'm ayamech.
OK
so, this is the Sex Issue. Ah
the "S" word, feared
and adored in Ethiopian society
that confounding mixture of promiscuity
and piety all wrapped in one neat dr'b neTela teeming with tension
and confusion. We're blasé about CHn gereds but, ho-ho-ho,
let an adult woman wear a strapless dress, and it's all "waiter, I will
have an extra large kenfer memTeT with my outrage". Conversely,
are we Diasporic Ethiopians over sexualized? Is there something to be said for
ET inhibitions?
In layman's terms, at what point do issues of sex, fidelity, freedom, love,
passion, lust, secrets and fantasies
megenaNet? Is our sense
of piousness six feet or six inches deep? Are we capable of deep, hard thoughts
about the myth and reality of sex in our society? Where is our emotional bed
at? Do we have the tolerance to openly talk about sex, or are we going to just
medabess the issue and not thrust to the core of the matter?
Are we able to come, collectively, to an agreement, or are we doomed to always
mafen our screams of ecstasy or frustration? What was the orgy-nal sin? Kama
Sutra? You wish-imma!
UUUUUuhhhhhh?
Listen, we just ask the questions, aiight! Because we are proof positive that
some reproductive organs should NOT reproduce, we look towards you, oh sage
SELEDAwiyan, to help us address some of these issues. Enlighten
us. High time for some frank, fr'T-rT , healthy discussion.
Speaking of high
we're done here. Articles are due on or before January
15
The Depression & Ecstasy Issue: March 2002
To dig or not to dig? To poke, to puncture, perchance to bleed? MoyalEs
can be painful, no? Yes they can. The distress of walking on a damaged heel
because that miserable little wretch decided to dig itself into your body. Imagine
that! YOUR body, damn it! And there it is, lodged comfortably in your heel,
the pride and soul of your flawless walk and prance. There it is, grinning ad
infinitum, while you huff and puff in an effort to dare the needle. That
bastard! Your heel will never be the same again. Never! Imagine the expenses
for psychiatric care to nurse your severely damaged self-esteem
all on
account of that miniscule wretch. Yet abatu, ya agdim-adeg!
Is the perfect heel too much to ask for? Imagine the joy, the sheer bliss of
waking up and looking at a flawless, smooth heel, sans intruder infestation.
It would even make the most menial, tedious jobs seem like heaven.
In all seriousness, March is our "Depression and Ecstasy" issue.
The hours spent fiddling and toying with sanity while itching from depression
bites
momentous outbursts of ecstatic celebration that would put to shame
the CHiffera and dinfata of a igir-aTabi
who got promoted to Tegur-astekakai
folks, here's your
chance to tell us your stories. Come hither and vent; our support group welcomes
thee.
So
all megl-yeQuaTeru terekezoch due on the 15th of February?
17th, if u have pedicured feet.
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