I never, ever imagined writing this. When we met in Ghana, people refused to accept we were not the same person. They just could not tell us apart. You from Guyana and me Ghanaian British, looking actually pretty different in my opinion! None of it mattered, we were one. And we were one. We travelled the world together – look at us here, the Alps, all the way to Germany for Renaissance, NYC, London, Norfolk… we missed flights together – never exchanging even a single angry word. We raised our girls together, cried, laughed, literally climbed actual mountains together. When you uncovered your illness, I was convinced we would solve it, like every other problem that came our way. I hoped jollof rice and kpapashitor salmon might help cure you. For a minute, it seemed to work: food, friendship, medicine, rest, love… you were so loved by so many, we all surrounded you, and we could laugh, and hope. You are gone now, and I have to make sense of a world without you. Your beauty, your light, your kindness, your vision for a better future. Not just for us. Not just for our girls. For every black girl – this was the work to which you devoted your life. I love you. I admire you. I miss you. I grieve for you. I laugh for you. I will never stop thinking of you. Rest in power Feyi ✨
I never, ever imagined writing this. When we met in Ghana, people refused to accept we were not the same person. They just could not tell us apart. You from Guyana and me Ghanaian British, looking actually pretty different in my opinion! None of it mattered, we were one. And we were one. We travelled the world together – look at us here, the Alps, all the way to Germany for Renaissance, NYC, London, Norfolk… we missed flights together – never exchanging even a single angry word. We raised our girls together, cried, laughed, literally climbed actual mountains together. When you uncovered your illness, I was convinced we would solve it, like every other problem that came our way. I hoped jollof rice and kpapashitor salmon might help cure you. For a minute, it seemed to work: food, friendship, medicine, rest, love… you were so loved by so many, we all surrounded you, and we could laugh, and hope. You are gone now, and I have to make sense of a world without you. Your beauty, your light, your kindness, your vision for a better future. Not just for us. Not just for our girls. For every black girl – this was the work to which you devoted your life. I love you. I admire you. I miss you. I grieve for you. I laugh for you. I will never stop thinking of you. Rest in power Feyi ✨
I never, ever imagined writing this. When we met in Ghana, people refused to accept we were not the same person. They just could not tell us apart. You from Guyana and me Ghanaian British, looking actually pretty different in my opinion! None of it mattered, we were one. And we were one. We travelled the world together – look at us here, the Alps, all the way to Germany for Renaissance, NYC, London, Norfolk… we missed flights together – never exchanging even a single angry word. We raised our girls together, cried, laughed, literally climbed actual mountains together. When you uncovered your illness, I was convinced we would solve it, like every other problem that came our way. I hoped jollof rice and kpapashitor salmon might help cure you. For a minute, it seemed to work: food, friendship, medicine, rest, love… you were so loved by so many, we all surrounded you, and we could laugh, and hope. You are gone now, and I have to make sense of a world without you. Your beauty, your light, your kindness, your vision for a better future. Not just for us. Not just for our girls. For every black girl – this was the work to which you devoted your life. I love you. I admire you. I miss you. I grieve for you. I laugh for you. I will never stop thinking of you. Rest in power Feyi ✨
I never, ever imagined writing this. When we met in Ghana, people refused to accept we were not the same person. They just could not tell us apart. You from Guyana and me Ghanaian British, looking actually pretty different in my opinion! None of it mattered, we were one. And we were one. We travelled the world together – look at us here, the Alps, all the way to Germany for Renaissance, NYC, London, Norfolk… we missed flights together – never exchanging even a single angry word. We raised our girls together, cried, laughed, literally climbed actual mountains together. When you uncovered your illness, I was convinced we would solve it, like every other problem that came our way. I hoped jollof rice and kpapashitor salmon might help cure you. For a minute, it seemed to work: food, friendship, medicine, rest, love… you were so loved by so many, we all surrounded you, and we could laugh, and hope. You are gone now, and I have to make sense of a world without you. Your beauty, your light, your kindness, your vision for a better future. Not just for us. Not just for our girls. For every black girl – this was the work to which you devoted your life. I love you. I admire you. I miss you. I grieve for you. I laugh for you. I will never stop thinking of you. Rest in power Feyi ✨
I never, ever imagined writing this. When we met in Ghana, people refused to accept we were not the same person. They just could not tell us apart. You from Guyana and me Ghanaian British, looking actually pretty different in my opinion! None of it mattered, we were one. And we were one. We travelled the world together – look at us here, the Alps, all the way to Germany for Renaissance, NYC, London, Norfolk… we missed flights together – never exchanging even a single angry word. We raised our girls together, cried, laughed, literally climbed actual mountains together. When you uncovered your illness, I was convinced we would solve it, like every other problem that came our way. I hoped jollof rice and kpapashitor salmon might help cure you. For a minute, it seemed to work: food, friendship, medicine, rest, love… you were so loved by so many, we all surrounded you, and we could laugh, and hope. You are gone now, and I have to make sense of a world without you. Your beauty, your light, your kindness, your vision for a better future. Not just for us. Not just for our girls. For every black girl – this was the work to which you devoted your life. I love you. I admire you. I miss you. I grieve for you. I laugh for you. I will never stop thinking of you. Rest in power Feyi ✨
I never, ever imagined writing this. When we met in Ghana, people refused to accept we were not the same person. They just could not tell us apart. You from Guyana and me Ghanaian British, looking actually pretty different in my opinion! None of it mattered, we were one. And we were one. We travelled the world together – look at us here, the Alps, all the way to Germany for Renaissance, NYC, London, Norfolk… we missed flights together – never exchanging even a single angry word. We raised our girls together, cried, laughed, literally climbed actual mountains together. When you uncovered your illness, I was convinced we would solve it, like every other problem that came our way. I hoped jollof rice and kpapashitor salmon might help cure you. For a minute, it seemed to work: food, friendship, medicine, rest, love… you were so loved by so many, we all surrounded you, and we could laugh, and hope. You are gone now, and I have to make sense of a world without you. Your beauty, your light, your kindness, your vision for a better future. Not just for us. Not just for our girls. For every black girl – this was the work to which you devoted your life. I love you. I admire you. I miss you. I grieve for you. I laugh for you. I will never stop thinking of you. Rest in power Feyi ✨
I never, ever imagined writing this. When we met in Ghana, people refused to accept we were not the same person. They just could not tell us apart. You from Guyana and me Ghanaian British, looking actually pretty different in my opinion! None of it mattered, we were one. And we were one. We travelled the world together – look at us here, the Alps, all the way to Germany for Renaissance, NYC, London, Norfolk… we missed flights together – never exchanging even a single angry word. We raised our girls together, cried, laughed, literally climbed actual mountains together. When you uncovered your illness, I was convinced we would solve it, like every other problem that came our way. I hoped jollof rice and kpapashitor salmon might help cure you. For a minute, it seemed to work: food, friendship, medicine, rest, love… you were so loved by so many, we all surrounded you, and we could laugh, and hope. You are gone now, and I have to make sense of a world without you. Your beauty, your light, your kindness, your vision for a better future. Not just for us. Not just for our girls. For every black girl – this was the work to which you devoted your life. I love you. I admire you. I miss you. I grieve for you. I laugh for you. I will never stop thinking of you. Rest in power Feyi ✨
I never, ever imagined writing this. When we met in Ghana, people refused to accept we were not the same person. They just could not tell us apart. You from Guyana and me Ghanaian British, looking actually pretty different in my opinion! None of it mattered, we were one. And we were one. We travelled the world together – look at us here, the Alps, all the way to Germany for Renaissance, NYC, London, Norfolk… we missed flights together – never exchanging even a single angry word. We raised our girls together, cried, laughed, literally climbed actual mountains together. When you uncovered your illness, I was convinced we would solve it, like every other problem that came our way. I hoped jollof rice and kpapashitor salmon might help cure you. For a minute, it seemed to work: food, friendship, medicine, rest, love… you were so loved by so many, we all surrounded you, and we could laugh, and hope. You are gone now, and I have to make sense of a world without you. Your beauty, your light, your kindness, your vision for a better future. Not just for us. Not just for our girls. For every black girl – this was the work to which you devoted your life. I love you. I admire you. I miss you. I grieve for you. I laugh for you. I will never stop thinking of you. Rest in power Feyi ✨
Some things do cheer me up in this crazy world @sinnersmovie is the only film I have EVER been to see twice in a cinema. I watched it first on a normal screen, and found it to be exquisite, unforgettable and so, so true then when I read about how Ryan Coogler combined the IMAX and UltraPanavision in a way I don’t think has ever been done before, I decided the only way to pay proper respect to this work of genius was to go back and watch it in IMAX And then I was asked to host Ryan, @michaelbjordan and @_milescaton_ in conversation @britishfilminstitute and that was probably the easiest yes of the year ☺️ My only regret is that the incomparable @wunmimosaku was not there. I will never tire of her brilliance in life in general and in this film on particular Black creativity, integrity, and solidarity fills me up and heals my wounds. What a privilege 💫 Dress by @maksuonline Styling @melwilkinson1 Images @gettyimages
Some things do cheer me up in this crazy world @sinnersmovie is the only film I have EVER been to see twice in a cinema. I watched it first on a normal screen, and found it to be exquisite, unforgettable and so, so true then when I read about how Ryan Coogler combined the IMAX and UltraPanavision in a way I don’t think has ever been done before, I decided the only way to pay proper respect to this work of genius was to go back and watch it in IMAX And then I was asked to host Ryan, @michaelbjordan and @_milescaton_ in conversation @britishfilminstitute and that was probably the easiest yes of the year ☺️ My only regret is that the incomparable @wunmimosaku was not there. I will never tire of her brilliance in life in general and in this film on particular Black creativity, integrity, and solidarity fills me up and heals my wounds. What a privilege 💫 Dress by @maksuonline Styling @melwilkinson1 Images @gettyimages
Some things do cheer me up in this crazy world @sinnersmovie is the only film I have EVER been to see twice in a cinema. I watched it first on a normal screen, and found it to be exquisite, unforgettable and so, so true then when I read about how Ryan Coogler combined the IMAX and UltraPanavision in a way I don’t think has ever been done before, I decided the only way to pay proper respect to this work of genius was to go back and watch it in IMAX And then I was asked to host Ryan, @michaelbjordan and @_milescaton_ in conversation @britishfilminstitute and that was probably the easiest yes of the year ☺️ My only regret is that the incomparable @wunmimosaku was not there. I will never tire of her brilliance in life in general and in this film on particular Black creativity, integrity, and solidarity fills me up and heals my wounds. What a privilege 💫 Dress by @maksuonline Styling @melwilkinson1 Images @gettyimages
Some things do cheer me up in this crazy world @sinnersmovie is the only film I have EVER been to see twice in a cinema. I watched it first on a normal screen, and found it to be exquisite, unforgettable and so, so true then when I read about how Ryan Coogler combined the IMAX and UltraPanavision in a way I don’t think has ever been done before, I decided the only way to pay proper respect to this work of genius was to go back and watch it in IMAX And then I was asked to host Ryan, @michaelbjordan and @_milescaton_ in conversation @britishfilminstitute and that was probably the easiest yes of the year ☺️ My only regret is that the incomparable @wunmimosaku was not there. I will never tire of her brilliance in life in general and in this film on particular Black creativity, integrity, and solidarity fills me up and heals my wounds. What a privilege 💫 Dress by @maksuonline Styling @melwilkinson1 Images @gettyimages
Some things do cheer me up in this crazy world @sinnersmovie is the only film I have EVER been to see twice in a cinema. I watched it first on a normal screen, and found it to be exquisite, unforgettable and so, so true then when I read about how Ryan Coogler combined the IMAX and UltraPanavision in a way I don’t think has ever been done before, I decided the only way to pay proper respect to this work of genius was to go back and watch it in IMAX And then I was asked to host Ryan, @michaelbjordan and @_milescaton_ in conversation @britishfilminstitute and that was probably the easiest yes of the year ☺️ My only regret is that the incomparable @wunmimosaku was not there. I will never tire of her brilliance in life in general and in this film on particular Black creativity, integrity, and solidarity fills me up and heals my wounds. What a privilege 💫 Dress by @maksuonline Styling @melwilkinson1 Images @gettyimages
Some things do cheer me up in this crazy world @sinnersmovie is the only film I have EVER been to see twice in a cinema. I watched it first on a normal screen, and found it to be exquisite, unforgettable and so, so true then when I read about how Ryan Coogler combined the IMAX and UltraPanavision in a way I don’t think has ever been done before, I decided the only way to pay proper respect to this work of genius was to go back and watch it in IMAX And then I was asked to host Ryan, @michaelbjordan and @_milescaton_ in conversation @britishfilminstitute and that was probably the easiest yes of the year ☺️ My only regret is that the incomparable @wunmimosaku was not there. I will never tire of her brilliance in life in general and in this film on particular Black creativity, integrity, and solidarity fills me up and heals my wounds. What a privilege 💫 Dress by @maksuonline Styling @melwilkinson1 Images @gettyimages
TW Last year, Caroline Darian’s father was sentenced to 20 years for what he did to her mother, Gisèle Pelicot Like so many people I was shocked and traumatised by the trial, the reality that over years a man respected in his community in France and loved by his family was living a double life, where he drugged his wife before inviting at least 70 strangers to rape her But what did he do to his daughter? She still doesn’t know It’s a privilege to be in conversation with this brave woman about surviving, telling her story and demanding justice 27 May 2025, London @caro.darian @how.to.academy howtoacademy.com
“Exit”, Livingston writes, “begins with conscious, voluntary disengagement. It starts with the recognition that your cognition is being harvested and the decision to reclaim ownership of your own productive value.” Adam Livingston, “The Great Harvest”. Must-read. There is a brilliant summary on YT Cannot believe how dated this decade old @skynews report looks! Seemed cutting edge at the time ChatGBT can’t be me Meta are teefs Some beautiful humans – my journalism students ❤️ And a call to action! Cultivate the embodied parts of your creation and keep them sacred! Read full piece: link in bio
“Exit”, Livingston writes, “begins with conscious, voluntary disengagement. It starts with the recognition that your cognition is being harvested and the decision to reclaim ownership of your own productive value.” Adam Livingston, “The Great Harvest”. Must-read. There is a brilliant summary on YT Cannot believe how dated this decade old @skynews report looks! Seemed cutting edge at the time ChatGBT can’t be me Meta are teefs Some beautiful humans – my journalism students ❤️ And a call to action! Cultivate the embodied parts of your creation and keep them sacred! Read full piece: link in bio
“Exit”, Livingston writes, “begins with conscious, voluntary disengagement. It starts with the recognition that your cognition is being harvested and the decision to reclaim ownership of your own productive value.” Adam Livingston, “The Great Harvest”. Must-read. There is a brilliant summary on YT Cannot believe how dated this decade old @skynews report looks! Seemed cutting edge at the time ChatGBT can’t be me Meta are teefs Some beautiful humans – my journalism students ❤️ And a call to action! Cultivate the embodied parts of your creation and keep them sacred! Read full piece: link in bio
“Exit”, Livingston writes, “begins with conscious, voluntary disengagement. It starts with the recognition that your cognition is being harvested and the decision to reclaim ownership of your own productive value.” Adam Livingston, “The Great Harvest”. Must-read. There is a brilliant summary on YT Cannot believe how dated this decade old @skynews report looks! Seemed cutting edge at the time ChatGBT can’t be me Meta are teefs Some beautiful humans – my journalism students ❤️ And a call to action! Cultivate the embodied parts of your creation and keep them sacred! Read full piece: link in bio
“Exit”, Livingston writes, “begins with conscious, voluntary disengagement. It starts with the recognition that your cognition is being harvested and the decision to reclaim ownership of your own productive value.” Adam Livingston, “The Great Harvest”. Must-read. There is a brilliant summary on YT Cannot believe how dated this decade old @skynews report looks! Seemed cutting edge at the time ChatGBT can’t be me Meta are teefs Some beautiful humans – my journalism students ❤️ And a call to action! Cultivate the embodied parts of your creation and keep them sacred! Read full piece: link in bio
“Exit”, Livingston writes, “begins with conscious, voluntary disengagement. It starts with the recognition that your cognition is being harvested and the decision to reclaim ownership of your own productive value.” Adam Livingston, “The Great Harvest”. Must-read. There is a brilliant summary on YT Cannot believe how dated this decade old @skynews report looks! Seemed cutting edge at the time ChatGBT can’t be me Meta are teefs Some beautiful humans – my journalism students ❤️ And a call to action! Cultivate the embodied parts of your creation and keep them sacred! Read full piece: link in bio
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A revolutionary. A dictator. A war hero. A mass murderer…. And also (my take) narcissistic psychopath It’s as good a time as any to explore the mindset and legacy of problematic leaders. And I challenge you to find one more problematic or or legacy building than Stalin What is that legacy? Listen to our brand new series to find out 🙂 🎧✨Listen now wherever you get podcasts✨🎧 #Stalin #Legacy #podcast #listen #knowyourhistory
