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ردا على مقال “ديانا وهبة” في مجلة “الجرس”: الصحافة احتراف وضمير فكونوا على قدر المسؤولية

كثيرا ما تتحفنا الصحافية في مجلة الجرس الزميلة “ديانا وهبة” بمقالات غاضبة وثائرة وساخطة على المجتمع والدولة وعدد من القضايا المحقة، وفي بعض الأحيان،… more »

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مهرجان السينما المثلية في اندونيسيا وأخبار دولية أخرى

>> مهرجان السينما المثلية في اندونيسيا تنطلق في اندونيسيا فعاليات النسخة ال11 لأحد أهم مهرجانات السينما المثلية في آسيا، والوحيد من نوعه في… more »

Bareed 3a Mahlo

That Night

I was 14 and I was crying because my sister had said something bad about my best friend. At the time, I didn’t… more »

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The Bars in a No-Holds-Barred Life

I didn’t know why I was feeling so overwhelmed.
I didn’t know why I had a growing lump lodged in my throat.
I didn’t know why I was feeling so ill-at-ease with myself.
I didn’t know why I broke down in tears the moment I went into my gynecologist’s clinic for a much-delayed check-up.
I didn’t know why I didn’t want him to examine me, even though he’d examined me many times before.
I didn’t know why I felt a silent revolution burning inside me.

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On the Crisis of Scientifically Studying Homosexuality

Unless addressing HIV, AIDS, or sexual health, queer communities, at least in Lebanon, often disregard scientific interferences in our issues. Even though it… more »

Fesheh Khel'ik

Do You Know Your Rights?

In this week’s “Fesheh Khel’ik”, we’re curious to know where you stand on the following topic: Irrespective of how you identify, how empowered… more »

The Revolving Door

When Life Imitates TV

The other night, I was watching an episode of a TV show called “Cold Case”, one of the mani detective style series. The subject of the episode was a teenage girl called Samantha. The events related to her took place in 1963. Samantha had a problem: She “looked and dressed like boys.”

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HPV: Is it Really Worth the Shot?

Ever since I got that phone call asking me to write an article for this week’s issue, I found myself stumbling on thoughts… more »