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Another Inconvenient Truth
Don’t expect Fun-Da-Mental
frontman and punk rocker activist Aki Nawaz
to be polite. He’s angry and his new album – All is War: The Benefits
of G-Had – lays it bare: global injustice, slaughter in the name
of
‘democracy’ and UK foreign policy are radicalising young people and
pushing them to violence. Full stop. After a lifetime on the frontlines
of the anti-racism struggle, Aki talks about inciting people to
violence, his battle with the music industry and why he can’t stand
moderate Muslims.
“Go Join Hezbollah!"
Amina
Nawaz met Robert Baer in a room called “Vault II". Between the
single table, three chairs, bright halogen spot-lighting and a voice
recorder, this could have easily been the scene of a tête-à-tête in
back-alley Beirut. The lattés and bottled spring water gave away their
true intentions. It was quite unlike the brutal interrogation shown in
Syriana, the
movie inspired by Baer’s experiences as an American
operative in the Middle East. The difference was that a Muslim woman
was interrogating the CIA agent.
So, You Wanna
Change the World?
They’ve
spent the last few weeks marching confidently on to university
campuses. Sporting the latest hijab prints, fashion goatees and
designer topis, they are the next generation of Muslim student
activists. But scratch below their shiny, happy veneer and all is not
well. Frankly, they’re nervous, hormonal and they haven’t got a clue.
Islamic Society (ISoc) veteran
Sarah
Waseem is here to help set them straight (if only they’d stop
debating how long the ‘first look’ is allowed to last).
10 Books To Read Before Going To University
As
hundreds of thousands of students make their way back to their dorm
rooms and ivory towers, the purpose of a university education has never
been more contested. To most, it’s now little more than advanced
vocational training, preparing a new generation of Britons to serve
their economic utility to society. Mujadad Zaman has
had enough. He
humbly suggests 10 tomes to get the process of real education started.
No classroom required.
Still
Learning to Tread
on Hallowed Ground
Omar
Fraser finds Eliot Weinberger’s telling of the Prophet
Muhammad’s (saw) life unsatisfying – a sometimes atmospheric literary
collage
which places beauty and drama ahead of explanation and profound
understanding.
A
Prophet for All
As the bombs fell on Baghdad, acclaimed poet, essayist and adversary of
the Bush administration Eliot Weinberger sought refuge in the texts of
classical Islam – particularly writings about the Prophet Muhammad,
peace and blessings be upon him. The result of his readings is a slim
volume entitled simply Muhammad,
a mystical biography that seeks to
inspire wide-eyed wonder at the life and times of the last Prophet.
Weinberger spoke to Abdul-Rehman Malik
about being a New Yorker, the rise of fundamentalisms and the
“superhumanity” of the Best of Creation.
Emerging from the Rubble: A Letter from New York City
New York City’s nearly one million Muslims were on the frontlines of
the backlash that followed the terrorist attacks on September 11, 2001.
As Muslim bodies were pulled from the wreckage of the World Trade
Centre, along with those of thousands of others - police and security
forces rushed into Muslim neighbourhoods and the finger pointing,
recrimination and arrests began. New Yorkers Zeeshan Suhail and
Muntasir Sattar explore the state of their community five years
later and report that they are still struggling to heal the wounds.
Istanbul’s Illuminated Ramadan Nights
The nights of Ramadan find the Istanbul skies alight with
prayers and exhortations to goodness and mercy. While the famed mahya
messages hang precariously between the ancient minarets, the streets
and are abuzz with activity, more sacred than profane. As Abdal Hakim Murad
observes, Ramadan brings to the surface some of Istanbul’s deepest
human secrets.
The Pain of Panjshir
Beyond the fast-running river of chaos and five years into the
“War on Terror” is life here any better? Chris Sands reports
on the growing disappointment of continuing political turmoil in
Afghanistan.
A People Coming Apart at the Seams
Six days a week from early morning to dusk a slow-moving stream of
patient locals snakes up a creaky staircase off a dusty road in
Srinagar’s Hazratbal neighborhood, turns left through a bright red door
and drifts down a hallway to a smallish, nondescript physician’s
office. Dr Mushtaq Margoob’s services are in high demand. David Lepeska reports
from Kashmir on the anguish, trauma and psychological fallout of a
never-ending war.
A Cynical Plan to
Rebuild Islam
George
W. Bush’s recent use of “Islamofascism” - mimicked excitedly by
Muslim-bashing pundits on either side of the Atlantic - reveals the
extent to which the once marginal outbursts of the far right fringe now
pass for respectable political analysis in Washington and beyond. Islam
itself is the problem - either we change it, they conclude, or we dump
it. Louay Safi
delves into the political laboratories of the neo-con think tanks to
understand their plan for “religion-building” a new Islam.
Classic Q
Suffer The Little Children
A blast from a 1994 edition of Q-News. Tasneem Osgood’s son
went to the mosque and was told to sit down, shut up and be scarce. If
he grows up to find solace in a pub or arcade instead, will Mullahs be
willing to take the blame?
Vox Populi
Q-Readers tackle
Muslim reactions to the Pope’s insults, poor mosque etiquette plus the
aftermath of Jack Straw’s fatwa on the niqab.
BalasubramaniamnarasimhaRao
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FROM THE PULPIT
Sept-Oct 2006,
Issue 368
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In
my 16 years as a journalist I’ve traveled the world and met many
wonderful people and some that I would prefer never to meet again. I
think of these characters as ghosts, people who operate in a world of
shadows, dark and creepy. The attacks of 9/11 unleashed more of them
and they are scarier than anything I’ve ever experienced. Some have
transformed themselves into monsters, others into demons. I believe
that such ghouls still exist. In fact, I know they do.
Take for example my close encounter with an armed and deadly member of
Ahmad Shah Masood’s rag tag army in the winter of 1993. Our team was
returning to Kabul along a perilous stretch of road shortly after
interviewing Gulbuddin Hekmatyar, the only prime minister in modern
history to have bombed his own capital. The Russians had long been
driven out of Afghanistan and Moscow’s puppet regime in Kabul had taken
a pounding from a coalition of Mujahideen forces. But the times had
changed and now the “holy warriors” were killing each other.
I was ordered to get out of the vehicle. A gun was pointed at my head
and I was accused of being an Indian spy. I saw my life flash before
me. The pleas of our translator were drowned out by rocket fire
followed by an endless stream of tracers that lit up the starry sky.
Hekmatyar and Masood hated each other and for all the hate these two
could muster, the people of Kabul paid dearly with their lives.
I could hear our translator saying “Canadian! He’s a Canadian
journalist!” The poor chap was doing his best, but it was to no avail.
I carried a Canadian passport, but to the young man holding the
Russian-issued Kalashnikov it made no sense that a person who looked
like he did and with his complexion could ever possibly be a Canadian.
I had to have come from somewhere and India must have been an obvious
choice to him.
I would have tried ‘Guyana’ but if an official at the ministry of
interior had no geographical idea where that was, there was hardly any
chance that this unschooled young fighter, hardened by years of war,
would fare any better. How do you negotiate your way out of this
situation? There is a sense of helplessness that overcomes a person and
fear is palpable at moments likes these. Eventually, I decided to speak
and the only words that would come out of my mouth were, “I’m a
Muslim.”
“In that case,” he barked, “recite the kalimah.” I knew he wasn’t
expecting the short form – that would have been too easy – so I recited
the full passage, mentioning the angels, the prophets, the books, good
and bad, and the Day of Judgment. He hugged me and as he did he called
out to his armed comrades, masked by the darkness of night, to bring me
a cup of tea. I discovered then what it means to have faith and later
that night I made an oath as I lay in my bed shaken and restless.
I pledged that however strong my conviction was for any cause, I was
never going to embrace violence as a means to redress any wrong,
perceived or real. If that is ever translated to mean an end to my
life, so be it.
I had long buried my dreadful experience when the attacks of September
11, 2001 occurred. The demons were uncaged. I had even forgotten that
we were shot at, hijacked and robbed at gun point on the road from
Kabul to Jalalabad. But soon after the United States rained hell down
from the blue sky on the people of Afghanistan, I had another
opportunity to return to Kabul.
The ghosts of the Russian invasion that I had encountered in my first
visit were now replaced by a new and more dangerous menace – an odd
league of radical Deobandis and Wahhabis. Masood was dead, killed days
before 9/11 by members of Al-Qaeda posing as reporters. His forces were
decimated by the Taliban and whatever was left of them was now under
the command of Gen. Rashid Dostum, an unsavory character with a passion
for vengeance.
It was also the Taliban, under the guidance of Mullah Omar a.k.a.
Amir-ul-Mu’minin, who drove Hekmatyar and his fighters out of
Afghanistan and into Iran. But with the Taliban a.k.a. the ‘Army of
God’, literally decimated on the orders of the Vulcans in Washington
and London, Hekmatyar rolled up his rugs and returned to his native
land. Today, he is again dodging bullets and missiles, hiding out in
the rugged mountains of southern Afghanistan. His aim is to drive the
invaders out of his country and topple the Karzai government. To him,
there is a pure Islamic state, the utopian dream of all Islamists,
still to be established. It appears nothing has changed in all these
years other than names and dates.
My experience tells me that to take sides in what amounts to wars
between ghosts and demons is pointless. There are some ideological
liberals in our community who take to the pulpit to argue that
American, British and Canadian foreign policy is responsible for
creating the fertile grounds for violent extremists to germinate. The
argument is lame and they know it. It is true that Western foreign
policy is often driven by greed and ignorance and in most cases it
results in death and destruction to countless innocent people, many of
them in the Muslim world. But to conclude that foreign policy is wholly
responsible for terrorism and suicide bombings is hogwash. The people
who are advancing this argument are trying to save their own skin.
Blaming Western foreign policy for fomenting extremism is precisely the
argument that Ayman Al-Zawahiri and his new sidekick, American convert
Adam Yahiye Gadahn a.k.a. ‘Azzam the American’ want us to advance to
justify their vision of a ‘New Jihad World Order.’ When we buy in we
end up advancing the goals of this fringe group of loud and obnoxious
Muslim men and women who are hell-bent on heralding The End. There’s
another name to describe their religious zeal – Messianic. Osama bin
Laden, Al-Zawahiri and now Gadahn, believe that the appearance of the
Mahdi is near and that they will be the chosen ones to lead his army
when good confronts evil in a final showdown before God brings
everything crashing down in apocalyptic grandeur.
Isn’t this ‘holier than thou’ arrogant attitude what God makes
blameworthy in the Quran? When the Prophet Musa (Moses), may Allah
bless him, returned to find his people steeped in idol worship he
scolds them with a profound question: “Would you like to hasten the
judgment of your Lord?” (Al-A’raf, verse 150). And in another verse of
the Quran, God says: “Man was created with a hasty nature. I shall show
him My Signs (the Day of Judgment), but don’t try to hasten it.
(Al-Anbiya, verse 38)
I’ve been watching hours of Al-Qaeda propaganda videos while
researching a major documentary to be aired this fall on the Canadian
Broadcasting Corporation (CBC). These videos were downloaded from the
internet, copied and traded by one gullible young Muslim to another in
Toronto, my city. They all carried the same frightening messianic
messages made savory because their skilled producers used heart
wrenching recitations of noble Quranic verses to make hideous acts
appear chivalrous.
I’ve now realized this arcade of videos represents the old Al-Qaeda.
The face of the new Al-Qaeda is ‘Azzam the American.’ His full beard
and white turban does little to mask his slick and wily undertones. He
knows exactly what to say and in doing so he is not tugging at our
heart strings, he is appealing to our minds. He would like us to
believe that Western foreign policy, in particular America’s, is the
reason why he and his band of suicide bombers are prepared to bring
terror to America, Britain and Canada. What astonishes me is not so
much what he says, but the things he doesn’t say. At least in the West we can refer to
these decisions as ‘policies.’
Anyone who
was paying attention to Imam Suhaib Webb’s speech at the Islamic
Society of North America’s (ISNA) annual conference would have realized
that it was a condemnation of Gadahn’s diatribe.
Imam Webb is blue-eyed, blonde, tall, and handsome American convert to
Islam. He appeared on ISNA’s main session alongside Shaykh Hamza Yusuf,
Imam Zaid Shakir and Dr Ingrid Mattson, all converts, decked out with
his Azhari turban and wearing the traditional robe of that great
institution which covered the suit and tie he said his “Church going
American grandmother would be proud of”. He did not mince his words.
Muslims in America, Imam Webb warned, must expunge these demons from
the house of Islam. Demons like Gadahn and company. It was a message
reiterated by Shaykh Hamza. “Condemn, if you wish Western foreign
policy vis-à-vis the Muslim world, but resolve as well to abolish
extremism, violence and a hateful discourse from your mosques,
community and homes.”
This was the message that the estimated 30,000 participants at ISNA’s
convention took home on the occasion of the 5th anniversary of 9/11. It
was a strong message, made even more memorable because for the first
time in all its 43 years, the predominately male leaders of ISNA and
its sister organisation, the Muslim Students’ Association, chose a
Canadian-born female convert to Islam as their president. Anyone who
knows this organization is well aware that this is a huge leap.
Ingrid Mattson has served her organization well and it appears she has
been groomed for leadership by two very powerful allies in the ISNA
hierarchy, Abdallah Idris and Nur Abdallah, former presidents and pals
from their activist days growing up in the Sudan. It was Abdallah Idris
who brought Mattson into the loving embrace of ISNA in the late 1980’s
and it was he who could not stop himself from exploiting her gender to
tug at the purse strings of generous women in order to meet ISNA’s ever
ambitious fund-raising targets.
If Muslims in the West are ever going to shake the ghosts of 9/11 they
need to have leaders who are indigenous to the West, whether they are
brown, white or black. 9/11 is our albatross and the faster Muslims
accept this fact the more effective they will be in responding to the
challenges it has put on their porches.
We have to prevent ourselves from getting sucked into the ‘blame game.’
The blame game is like a game of dodge ball where Muslims run around
denying any responsibility for their misery, pretending it’s always
someone else’s fault. Any ‘someone’ will do just fine as long as he or
she is not an Arab or a Pakistani.
Nazim Baksh is this issue’s Guest
Editor. He is a Canadian Journalism Fellow at the University of Toronto
and an award-winning journalist who has been covering the rise of
global terrorism since the late 1980s.
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Dangerous Denial on Darfur
A
recent cartoon in the leading Arab newspaper Al Ahram Weekly, about the
West’s handling of the crises in Lebanon and Darfur, won’t be causing
any violent protests, but according to Muhammed Abdelmoteleb
it’s
almost as offensive as the tripe published earlier this year in a
Danish newspaper. By belittling the humanitarian catastrophe in Darfur,
the Arab World is simply revealing its warped moral compass.
Is
the Glass Half Full
of Hope or Despair?
An intensely personally exploration of his own complex identity, Fozia Bora finds
that Rageh Omaar’s brave and powerful book achieves much more than it
sets out to do. In seeking a way out of the two-dimensional portrayal
of Islam and Muslims, Omaar is embracing the dynamic tension that fuels
his own creativity.
The Mother of All Muslim Organisations
In
a bold stroke of genius – after many a rapturous tahajjud prayer and
one too many spicy kebabs – veteran community leader Mullah Charles
Bala Subramaniam Narasimha Rao, a really moderate British
Muslim,
has
announced the formation of the shiniest, happiest, least controversial
Muslim organisation. Muslim Umbrella Groups (MUGs) is the mother of all
Muslim organisations and it’s getting ready to declare Khatm-e-MUGuwwat!
A Pious Mole
In the aftermath of the high-profile anti-terror arrests in Toronto
earlier this year there were murmurings that behind the intelligence
used to finger the 17 suspects, lurked a devout informant – a bearded,
kurta-wearing spook who was able to get between the alleged plotters
and their dastardly plans. Mudasser Ali reports
on how Mubin Shaikh
became the silver lining in the Muslim Canada’s stormy cloud.
A Crooked Commission
We’ve been down this road before. Cantle, Ousley, Parekh - all produced
righteous reports, stretching to hundreds of collective pages, covering
the same ground that Ruth Kelly has tasked her Commission on
Integration and Cohesion to cover, again. Sunny Hundal
concludes the future of community relations is too important to hand
over to government.
Living on the Edge
Aysha
fled from her native Uganda after being raped and tortured at the hands
of security forces in her homeland. The Home Office is intent on
deporting her back because her “credibility” is in doubt. To make ends
meet she’s doing jobs that ordinary Britons just won’t do. Tauhid Pasha
explores the murky world of Britain’s irregular migrants – many of whom
are Muslims.
The Silly Season
The
record breaking heat-wave may have subsided by the end of July, but
the dog days of summer continued unabated into August. This time,
though, it wasn’t the spectre of dehydration and drought the dominated
the headlines, but of an alleged bomb plot that brought air travel to a
standstill and British Muslims, once more, into the crosshairs of
security services and media. Dal Nun Strong
considers the fallout and
offers a contrarian view.
Walk in the Old Paths
Politics
is the theatre of reinvention. The Conservative Party has revamped its
logo, got itself a photogenic leader with a video blog and excellent
fashion sense, and found an eco-friendly message. Will it be enough to
convince voters? Daoud
Rosser-Owen sounds a note of caution. In an open
appeal to Tories, he makes a powerful case for the party to not forget
its past.
Tribute
Shiraz Sheikh pays tribute to
Thomas Omar Abercrombie (1930-2006)
“How can you hear a million words from a million mouths at
the same time?”
Libya’s Colonel Muammar al-Gaddafi is an enigma. Hated and loved in
equal measure, he has become a global political icon, a chameleon ruler
who has gone from freedom fighter to terrorist pariah to trusted ally.
The ENO’s brave production Gaddafi:
A Living Myth, which opened its
current season, explores the life and times of ‘Brother Leader’ through
an evocative cacophony of live music, theatre and film. Playwright Shan Khan talks
about how he got inside the head of a man who defies stereotypes.
A Triumph of Myth
Abdul-Rehman
Malik finds Gaddafi: A Living
Myth high-octane political theatre
that’s provocative, subversive and inventive, a uniquely British
musical tailor-made for an age of terror.
The Timbuktu Charter:
“We will be like ferocious lions”
The fabled city of Timbuktu holds a special place in Muslim
imagination. A great city of learning nestled along the banks of the
Niger, it was the golden heart of African Islam. Now, Muammar al-Gaddafi wants
to bring back the glory days. He called on thousands of people to join
in celebrating the Mawlid there earlier this year. These are some
(choice) extracts from his keynote address.
Updike’s Terrorist: An(other) American Folly
John Updike’s latest novel attempts to get inside the mind of a
would-be suicide bomber. He paints a portrait of a young American
Muslim lured by radical Islam, impatient for God. It fails. Shackled by
an absurd plot, Raneem
Azzam finds that while Terrorist has moments of sensitivity, it
lacks humanity and genuine insight to be convincing.
Upfront
Aural Remembrance
Jean Jenkins was a hell raiser, curator and photographer who travelled
the world exploring Islam’s rich musical tradition. The Horniman Museum
celebrates her work with an unmissable exhibit.
Q-Notes
Whitewashing
White Terror; Veil-Gate - The End of Tolerance?; Organic Iftars, Unholy
Garbage; iPod vs iMuslim; Formula One Fatwas.
BalasubramaniamnarasimhaRao
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