Feminism’s dilemma: When fictionalised violence trumps in real life abuse

by Chimene Suleyman It was cruel when sports writer Rebecca Griffin angrily tweeted, “When black women attack ‘white feminism’, they are forgetting who made it possible for them to have rights – as women. And, they are racist.” It was almost hard to believe this wasn’t a parody account. Was it even true? No, of course… Read More

Is the U.N fit for purpose?

by Chimene Suleyman Who defines how the peace is kept? How can it ever happen without any bias? First you would have to remove any circumstance that shapes our understanding of race – the bits that make us like and trust some nationalities, then despise others. A well-varied group of internationals, gender and class. And so… Read More

The Sinister Abuse of Women at Yarl’s Wood

by Chimene Suleyman  I cannot understand it. The thought process behind taking vulnerable women and detaining them like criminals. Many of the women who have come to Britain to seek asylum have done so with great concerns. These are women who have taken political jobs and stances against countries who now seek to kill them. They… Read More

From Boyle to May, immigration, as it turns out, has done rather well on providing jobs

by Chimene Suleyman I don’t know how I thought my parents came to England. I suppose I assumed they flew. It didn’t occur to me that they travelled by boat. One that took them first to Italy. By then the Cyprus civil war had spanned most of their lives. My father’s father was killed; at… Read More

We cannot be outraged by UKIP if we are to support their rhetoric everywhere else

by Chimene Suleyman What came first?: The quip in the pub about how immigrants take the mick, or the UKIP policy? The way Nigel Farage sees it, immigrants are given jobs out of a HR folder marked Political-Correctness-Gone-Mad. Race discrimination laws are outdated, his daughter just shrugs at the thought of it, after all. British-born… Read More

It’s Time To Talk About Why Our Young People Turn Against Their Country

by Chimene Suleyman We are not allowed to feel concern for three young girls who have joined a horrifying terror group. There must be no unease around three minors who have made such a horrible decision that it is their lives — not ours — that will be traumatised. That capacity you have for humaneness:… Read More

‘Defining’ Terror, and Why ISIS Suits the West

by Chimene Suleyman ISIS have never shocked the West. Not really. They are an al-Qaeda template with a Twitter handle. There are only so many ways you can torture and kill someone, and it’s nothing Abu Ghraib hasn’t seen before. But is there anything that suits the West’s understanding of the Middle East more than… Read More

This Week In Whitesplaining: ‘My Brother the Islamist’

by Chimene Suleyman I almost didn’t watch it. Robb Leech’s BBC3 film ‘My Brother the Islamist’ aired last week. Its purpose was to reconnect Leech with Rich, his stepbrother and a convert to Islam who would later be arrested for attempting to join the Taliban. The programme, to be fair to it, attempted to take… Read More

This Week In Whitesplaining: Kids TV

It is easy to wonder why those who are not white cannot connect as readily with white characters if it is your identity that has systematically monopolised standard templates for fiction and more: White, the go-to-guy. Perhaps this was Mathew Klickstein’s problem when his interview with Flavorwire took a turn for the absolute worst. Promoting Night of Nickelodeon Nostalgic Nonsense! for which he was event moderator, the resentment for a pitiful handful of TV characters who were not white, took grip and dominated a horrendous read. “That show is awkward,” he said of Sanjay and Craig, “because there’s actually no reason for that character to be Indian.” Read More

Cultural Appropriation: The Fashionable Face of Racism

by Chimene Suleyman There is a painting in my parent’s house that my mother made. It is a self portrait; green eyes looking back between the black cloth of the headscarf painted around her face. It is a beautiful painting, carnal even. The assigned image on my phone for my father is a photograph taken… Read More