The P Word is racist and everyone knows it
Apparently somebody* repeatedly said the word paki on BBC Question Time last night and no one smacked her in the mouth or booted her off set. Of course what we (visibly Paki people) needed was for this to become a 'debate' in which white people talk over us and for us, in the manner to which they are accustomed.
Dave asks why it's ok to say Brit and not Paki. Let's see now Dave, did anyone ever call you a dirty Brit whilst stomping on your head? Did they ever use Brit as a prefix for the corner shop, or is it just a shop, as it is to the rest of us who do not speak in racialised terms? Is Brit a perjorative term for all White Europeans? Does it have a history steeped in racist divide and conquer? See, if there was a swastika with the word Brit next to it, it would mean something completely different to the same image with the P word.
The word Pakistan is an acronym for Punjab, Afghan, Kashmir, Indus and Sind. Stan means 'land'. Many native Pakistanis believe it has another meaning, pak means pure, put together it becomes the land of the pure. Native Pakistanis aren't as bothered by 'paki' because they haven't had to live under the beady eye of fascistic white Britain, nor have they learnt to associate it with actual physical violence and marginalisation. Pakistanis never had the power to self determination though, not as the losers of the British empire. They have been subjugated by the west since 'independence', and their neighbours, with whom the conflict still rages on.
Paki reminds me of another term bastardised by white supremacist colonialists that affects me personally. If you've ever seen a Carry On film you've heard the term 'khazi', meaning toilet. In Pakistan there is a caste system of sorts though it is doesn't carry as much weight or power as the Hindu one. If anything it is a legacy from a time when Hindus and Muslims lived together and adopted each others traditions. My paternal grandfather's caste was Khazi. This meant that he was a scholar, a judge, an authority. It was only in my 30s, many years after I'd heard the label being misused so offensively that I learned my Mughal ancestors had changed their names to escape the genocide British soldiers had planned for them, forced into the mountains to escape the slaughter. They adopted the name Khazi instead of Mughal, a demotion but crucial if they were to survive. The British Army adopted the term no doubt to express their delight at taking a shit on us from a great height. This is what the British empire means to anyone not invested in its bloody violence and coercion, demoralising and degrading, brutish humiliation that has ensured generations of Pakistanis cannot hold their heads up high.
Paki, like khazi, and the N word and every other label thrown about by white supremacists to abuse others are rooted in domination and toxic masculinity. These labels have been used quite successfully to disempower and traumatise the people they are inflicted on. One word has the power to split open centuries old wounds encoded in our very DNA. Autoimmune conditions such as lupus affect people who come from nations colonised by white supremacists. It is as though the body is under such a sustained attack that it turns on itself, desperate to find the thing that is wrong and make it better. Every time a white person spits out the P word, we experience a spike in adrenalin, a fight or flight response and every last white person knows this. They KNOW IT. Raised cortisol levels eventually take their toll. People from African and Asian communities have been admonished for their health issues, being so many more times likely to suffer from heart disease and diabetes, it has been suggested we simply do not know how to look after ourselves YET racism as a cause for mental and physical disability has not been researched enough.
Next time a white person 'debates' their right to use racial slurs, just call them a gammon. A salty, fatty gammon with a sizeable rind. It hurts them to be associated with such a poor cut, I'm sure many of them would rather be labelled bacon but lardon might be pushing it. They have the right to play devil's advocate, we reserve the right to compare them to their favourite cold cuts. Don't let them derail you with claims of classism, if they would rather identify with a bresaola, let them have it. It's all pig.
It's no longer a time for appeasement, where we roll with the punches and earnestly seek to educate the ignorant masses on how we are all equals in God's eyes, no, it's time to give as good as you get. Get creative, be a petty tit for tat queen.
*The person in question was Sikh and referring to herself being abused with the p word but the point still stands, what are the BBC doing broadcasting it from anyone's mouth? Why isn't it being challenged? BBC question time seems to push the boundaries back when it comes to the normalisation of racial slurs and polarisation of political views. It's interesting that they let a Sikh person express their distress at being labelled with this slur and not a Pakistani, because there are Sikhs and Hindus who are desperate to set themselves apart from 'true pakis' because they have rejected us and still cannot appreciate we look exactly the same to whites.
I found it interesting to see Shappi Khorsandi so affected by it because she's not even south Asian. This awful word is used to control an entire continent but don't forget the Arabs, and the Brazilians, and even some southern Europeans. It is a deeply racist word associated with that beige-y brown skin tone and shouldn't be spoken on national television. Shame on the BBC. Stop paying your tv license.
**What is the BBC playing at, broadcasting a racial slur when they fired Tommy Sandhu for racism against 'pakis'?
Posted in Immigration, Islamophobia, Law, Race Relations, Racism, Religion, terrorism, Violence, violence against women and tagged bbc, BBC Question Time, gammon, p word, Paki on October 18, 2019 by Sam Ambreen. Leave a comment
White proverb: It is you who is the REAL RACIST
I wasn't going to comment on the Emmerdale Shila Iqbal sacking primarily because I've never gotten into it, it seems like a very exclusive white environment that only the most compliant token minorities get accepted into and also because I have no sympathy for non black poc who use the N word but then I saw Anton Du Beke in the news, being treated the exact opposite to Shila, his use of the P word against Laila Rouass all those years ago seemingly having no effect whatsoever on his opportunities and I started to think about other white people who appear to be thriving despite their use of racial slurs and general racist vibe (think Jeremy Clarkson) and all the brown people falling by the wayside, once they've fulfilled their hallowed token status.
Shila Iqbal was sacked by ITV bosses when old tweets from 2013 resurfaced in which she uses the N word. This follows the sacking of Marc Anwar from Coronation Street when he was sacked for 'racist' tweets against Indians. That's like Jamaicans getting shit for calling Africans the N word. It's even more of a travesty when you consider white people consider themselves the referee, when they routinely deny poc's lived experiences of what is and isn't racist.
Anton du Beke is still employed by the BBC and looks set for a promotion by the looks of things, his sights set on Darcy Bussell's vacant seat. The same BBC that sacked Tommy Sandhu for his 'racist' remarks against Pakistanis. As a Pakistani, I think he's a bit dense and a chamcha, or a spoon, doing a great job of stirring things up but a racist? Would that be because Islam is racialised? Was he being racist to Muslims? Cos they're both brown people from the same subcontinent otherwise. Don't forget though, white people say you can't be racist to Muslims cos Islam is not a race.. and yet.
This is the same BBC that platformed a swastika tattooed nazi without challenge on the news. The BBC that made Nigel Farage a household name, the one whose presenters are friends with Britain First's leaders and downplays terrorist attacks against brown people suggesting 'racial motive theories' when assailants were heard screaming 'white power' for example. ITV isn't that much better to be honest. From Corrie's "more roots than Kunta Kinte" to the Midsomer Murders row (cos poc don't live in the country, apparently) and more recently Vanity Fair (I switched off the quickest I ever have) to Victoria (empress of my arse), ITV is just as sentimental for the good old days of empire and raping and pillaging and world domination. The stoic civilised white person is just jolly in their jingoism, they don't mean to offend, they just do. It's those foreigners who are the real racists, with the real hurtful intentions (despite having little structural power).
White people invented this racialised system of deserving and undeserving. They divided and conquered minorities to maintain it. They devised eugenics to justify it. Some of those divisions are still being manipulated and yet still, white people evade justice for their role in creating and administering it. They still control perceptions of racism and who it does and does not affect. They punish people for it when they are the worst offenders and avoid scrutiny for it, keeping their jobs and privileges, erasing and rewriting narratives.
They must be stopped.
Posted in Immigration, Politics, Race Relations, Racism, Society and tagged Anton Du Beke, bbc, Coronation Street, Emmerdale, ITV, Jeremy Clarkson, Laila Rouass, Marc Anwar, Midsomer Murders, Nigel Farage, Shila Iqbal, Tommy Sandhu, Vanity Fair, Victoria on April 12, 2019 by Sam Ambreen. Leave a comment
The way we talk about child sex abuse
The unnamed 16-year-old suspect in the Alesha McPhail case has been found guilty of raping and murdering the 6-year-old, in July of last year. This follows months of agony for the family as a result of the defendant's unwillingness to co-operate, even going so far as concocting a lewd plot where he was actually a victim being framed by the girlfriend of little Alesha's father, whom the suspect claimed to have had sex with earlier the same day. He said she had taken his semen and planted it on the child's body. What kind of disturbed individual commits these sorts of crimes and then attempts to cover it up by accusing a woman who testified that she loved the little girl? How could he hate her so much that he would be willing to tarnish her name and potentially send her to prison for a crime he committed? Hell hate no fury like a spurned man. Perhaps he thought he'd show her, for making him feel like an idiot.
As an anarchist I'm supposed to reject the prison industrial complex and look for other solutions, rehabilitation and the like, but this is a hard limit for me. Men who rape cannot be rehabilitated, you're asking them to give up their entitlement. Men who rape children should be castrated, I'm not even kidding. The potential fall out from sex abuse of minors when they grow into adults is far greater than the pitiful life of a castrated rapist. Don't want to lose your balls? Don't rape.
Personal feelings aside, I want to look at the ways in which sex abuse is reported and who it serves. We should be examining the disparity in reporting of crimes that are committed by men of colour, compared to the native whites. For years we have had an overwhelming narrative that men of colour, specifically asian Muslim men, are rapists and this assertion has allowed for the kind of racism my grandparents fought in the 60s to come hurtling back, where even racial slurs are forgiven. When evidence of white perpetrated crimes has been highlighted, the finger pointers have been keen to make distinctions between the different kinds of sex abuse and what that says about the perpetrators. White sex abusers, apparently, have a 'long standing interest in children' whereas brown perps are motivated by more sinister objectives, as though this somehow excuses white predators because they mean no harm. These campaigns shit on the memory of victims like Alesha.
The way the British media has minimised white on white sex abuse has enabled the endemic rape culture that allowed for BBC personalities and members of the royal household, the football association, care homes and churches and schools etc to commit grave abuses of children for decades before the truth finally broke through. They all knew about Jimmy Saville. Similarly they all know who in the establishment and around it is still engaging in this depravity. THEY. STILL. KNOW. Which is why the narrative around asian grooming gangs has been so pervasive. They say that in this egalitarian society of ours, talent and the will to succeed wins out but I am convinced it's more about what you know, and how much it's worth to the perpetrators. You can be as smart and as talented as you like but if you're a victim, if people take from you as opposed to you taking from them, you're nothing. This disordered system has allowed for white male sex abusers to act with impunity, because nobody will believe their victims. Bute suspect was so emboldened by his entitlement he thought people would believe his sordid version of events.
Even the victims of the Rotherham grooming gangs were forsaken until the media and government saw fit to use them in their propaganda. The very same victims are routinely attacked by white supremacists for daring to speak out against racism on Twitter. Imagine, as a victim, to object to the dishonesty of this racialised narrative, only to be told you deserved it, you were asking for it? That is the reality of white sex abuse. As a victim of multiple assaults, some of them white perpetrated I've witnessed firsthand the repeat victimisation of abuse victims for speaking up. White supremacists only pretend to care about sex abuse. Same goes for the faux outrage in our tabloids; the same journalists covered up for rich and famous rapists, if in fact they were not engaging in it themselves. I won't be forgetting Giles Coren twatting the Guardian's Michael White on Twitter 'but he did suggest you put your fingers in knickers without asking' as was apparently relayed to Coren by his late father. They're all in it together, it would seem.
If this crime was perpetrated by a pair of brown or black men we'd never hear the end of it but I'm intrigued to know how many of you actually know about it. I can't stop thinking about the mother of two, mostly because it's almost too horrific to bear and I hope justice will be served. The perps consider themselves above the law, the victim was convinced she had no other option. They were already implicated in the murder of another resident and in that case, as with this one, cops denied any wrongdoing had taken place, despite evidence to the contrary. This is the reality of white on white crime. There are two babies left without a mother to care for them, a community living in fear and law enforcement are using their limited funds as an excuse for their inaction. I don't suppose cultural differences would cut it in this case but there's always something. Surely a crime of this nature should be a priority? It would be if they were Muslims.
Posted in Human Rights, media, PoliceState, Rape Culture, Sexual Violence, Society, Violence and tagged Alesha McPhail, Asians, bbc, Giles Coren, grooming gangs, Jenna Johnson, Jimmy Savile, Michael White, Muslims, rape culture, Rotherham, Thurso, Yetwree on February 21, 2019 by Sam Ambreen. 3 Comments
Britain's Rejects
My 72 year old immigrant grandmother died in 2002, prompting a rushed visit to Pakistan. She had specified her wishes to be repatriated to her final resting place when the time came. Growing up we'd always objected to their pipe dream plans to show us the motherland, even going so far as likening it to death, given that we were never short of a cautionary tale or two of what could go wrong if they were not truthful of their intentions. There was always talk of so and so's kid who'd gone off the rails so the folks took them 'back home' to straighten them out. This usually meant a forced marriage but there was always the worry you'd never return.
For 20 years I'd ignored their pleas to at least give them a chance and see what they had built with their own hands, for us, so that we had roots and a place we could always call home. My gran, or dhaadhi as we called her, would look at us in disbelief and shake her head, unsure of how else to sell it to us; the stories she'd tell of exotic fruits abundant in the courtyard, trees grown especially for us, her face wrinkled up in a smile as she recalled the exceptional quality of, as she put it, the juiciest mangoes on God's green earth and other fruits I don't know the English word for.
Whilst I love listening to her and seeing her clear delight I wasn't convinced. I considered myself British, English even, and harboured an unhealthy self hate; I wasn't above sneering at Pakis. Eager to set myself apart I believed the things white people said about Pakistan and Pakistanis and asserted my Britishness whenever it was required of me. I do cringe whenever I think back to that mindset. I think about the sort of white person who'd get off on hearing my disgust for people like me, the kind to collect tokens and play brown people off each other, dividing Muslims and Hindus for example and profiting off the misery that inevitably follows. Divide rule and conquer works to this day.
It didn't matter when she died though, I suddenly felt I owed her a trip. Almost immediately I was consumed with guilt that I hadn't honoured this wish of hers whilst she had been alive but I hoped she knew I was with her for her final journey. Barely six hours after she took her last breath we (my twin, dad, aunt and I) were in business class on a PIA flight bound for Islamabad. It was the first time I'd ever flown and my nerves were shot, I'd barely slept or processed what had happened but the hot cloths and silver service made up for the turbulence a little bit. My dad even let twin and I smoke a cigarette! It was that kind of a day, normal programming abandoned, venturing into the unknown out of a sense of duty and family pride. I tried not to think of her, alone, entombed in a wooden box, along with the rest of the cargo.
We landed at Islamabad airport at 6am. I was hit by the heat, as if I'd walked into a wall of hot air and it would suffocate me, upon exiting the plane. The sun hadn't been up long but it was already 27 degrees. My thoughts went to my gran and the effect these conditions would have on her lifeless body. We waited for her coffin to be released and clung to each other through the chaos and din of the arrivals lounge, we weren't in Kansas anymore. Random strange men pawed at our luggage offering to carry it, not being entirely forthcoming about the tip they expected for this service. It smelt funny, and the people were scary, staring at us as if we'd fallen from the sky. An uncle herded us out of the terminal and explained we looked different to regular Pakistanis and they were probably trying to figure out if we were worth anything.
It didn't feel like a homecoming but the worst day of my life and the natives weren't exactly helping. I didn't want my worst fears to be confirmed, that we were easy pickings and could be disappeared, never to return. Dad's cousin thought we were hilarious, batting furiously at the flies that seemed to throng the air, shrieking at the various creepy critters that had dared to greet us. We were a novelty. Fragile. Typical of desis who'd lost their way. A highly amusing form of entertainment for the locals.
The funeral was as expected; the outpouring of grief par the course but I had never imagined my dear gran knew so many people. I was bewildered by the number of women sat around smoking, a practice that was almost entirely gendered amongst the older generations in Britain. I only ever knew one lady smoker, my granddad's sister in law and she had a free pass on account of her mental status. Here it just seemed to be a way of life, the chilum, similar to a shisha, was a permanent fixture. Granted they weren't holding penis shaped cigarettes as they do in the west (cigarettes were originally marketed to women on the basis that women envied the penis and smoking would achieve equality or something) but this was really a sight to behold for someone who'd been brought up in a strict household where women most definitely did not smoke. I was also surprised at the relative freedom my girl cousins had with regards to their personal grooming. We'd been forced to keep our hair long, our eyebrows natural and our sleeves below the elbow and yet my cousins had no such restrictions. It's when I first started to believe our grandparents were trying to preserve something of our culture in the west, that we were a snapshot frozen in time of an era pre colonialism whereas the rest of the world had just moved on.
They referred to us as the English princesses, for being so vulnerable to the elements. In our hurry to bury dhaadhi according to Islamic law within 24 hours, we'd had to forgo the usual preparations; shots for foreign diseases and the like. Within 48 hours we were struck with a mystery bug that was determined to shoot itself out of both ends and stifling temperatures in the mid 50s weren't helping the situation, especially when the electricity was guaranteed to give out at least twice a day. I had never felt more miserable in my life and decided there was nothing else for it, we had to go home. Everyone else had other ideas though; we hadn't given it a chance, we needed to eat more and think about getting better, the airline wouldn't carry us if we were too sick and for a brief time I was petrified they weren't going to let us leave at all. Maybe this had been the plan all along.
Fortunately the bug seemed to attack in waves and a day later our uncle took us shopping, we hadn't come with very much stuff, in my case I didn't even own more than one pair of salwar kameez. All was going well until we actually spoke to the vendors and my uncle clocked they were hiking up the prices. He said if we liked the look of anything to point at it rather than say anything aloud. I was confused, we'd been conversing in Punjabi but apparently even that sounded different to them and English people could afford to pay more.
I felt personally attacked, not gonna lie. I didn't belong here, as people were keen to point out with every interaction. I didn't like the heat, I didn't like the food, or the people even, they were rude and looked at me the way closeted racists did in England. I didn't feel safe. All I wanted was a cheese and tomato sandwich and my bed, at home in rainy blighty. I asked for fries on one occasion, thinking there isn't a place in the world you can't get fries, and bawled my eyes out when they arrived dusted with chilli powder. In the end, I shook off as much of it as I could and sliced up some tomato and onion for the weirdest chip butty ever. I dreamed of Nandos. I vowed to kiss the ground when I got home and never complain about the cold ever again (delirious or delusional, you decide) and made it my mission to pester the folks at all times, ET had to go home. Eventually, 10 days after the ordeal began we boarded a flight home, excited like you wouldn't believe I made lists in my head of everything I would drink and eat.
I wasn't sorry to say goodbye to my dysfunctional country of origin, but I did think of what it might be like, 50 years on. There's no doubting Pakistan is a hellhole for many reasons but it was made this way. It was a consolation prize given to the victims of the British empire, those who once considered themselves Indian, those of my grandparents generation who would've been young children at the time of partition. They've seen horrors we can only imagine. They are the product of such horrors. To show humanity you must be shown it and Pakistanis are amongst some of the first to be dehumanised. They are the losers of the empire and all the alliances that followed, between extremists bound by mutual desires for power and control and must be mocked and denigrated in order to maintain the global hierarchy. They are Muslims and they were once proud rulers of India, loved by moderates of all faiths. Their fall from grace is the only lasting legacy for young Pakistan, it simply hasn't had enough time to recuperate.
Our grandparents were refugees of a kind, the land they occupied was destroyed by the British who busted a dam, destroying everything. Britain promised those people refuge from a disaster of their own creation and so they came, naive to the racism that awaited them. They never accepted they were British, my grandparent's generations, their hearts were too broken, unable to mend. Such is the life of the stateless citizen. I had tricked myself into believing I belonged in the UK but 9/11 changed all of that. The unspoken hate bubbled to the surface and became impossible to ignore. It's gotten exponentially worse in recent years, there's no denying it now. They say we don't integrate but when we do they want to ban us from getting involved, just look at the furore over the Xmas ads, life is impossible for those of us who do not belong anywhere.
There's no love lost between me and centrist Sadiq Khan but I felt for him today. We don't belong anywhere, we only have an idea of what it is to belong somewhere and our place of birth is the nearest we can get to realising it, despite what the racists might say.
Posted in Family, Human Rights, Immigration, Islamophobia, Race Relations, Racism, Religion, Society, Twitter, Uncategorized and tagged bbc, empire, india, Pakistan, racism, Roots, Sadiq Khan on December 7, 2017 by Sam Ambreen. Leave a comment
The British government and media are lying to you – grooming gangs are white too
There are gangs of sexually violent men operating the length and breadth of Great Britain. We're all aware of Asian grooming gangs, the papers never let us forget but how many of us will admit sexual violence and misogyny is a real problem in the UK and isn't exclusive to brown Muslim men? I would even suggest the reason it is so widespread among non white communities is because they witnessed systematic abuse of minors by the establishment and national treasures and figured no one cared so felt secure enough to abuse with impunity.
We've been repeatedly smacked with the 'fact' that Asian grooming gangs are a blight on British society and we must discuss the race and religion of perpetrators because it is important, to deny their ethnicity is to do a disservice to survivors who were selected for their race.
We've been discussing this for over a decade. Nobody is brushing it under the carpet, no one is pretending it doesn't exist. We are all aware of the devastating impact these monsters have had on their young victims, those kids the authorities were forced to support, when they could no longer ignore the scale of the problem. The very same authorities who ignored the many thousands of victims of Britain's national treasures, 1300 children violated by Jimmy Savile alone. Stuart Hall even got reduced sentencing because he only had 13 victims compared to Savile, as though it somehow negates the impact on those 13 victims. It calls into question the complete shambles that is British justice. Of course it's a convenient scapegoat for said authorities to complain they were obstructed by ethnic communities and feared accusations of racism, than admit they don't actually care about white working class children and probably blame them for getting involved with foreigners in the first place. I saw coppers treat white working class women like this. How many of you are aware of the very real sexual violence problem perpetrated by officers of the law? Ryan Coleman Farrow was jailed mere months for allowing countless rape cases to slip under the radar. Women have actually died from police neglect but they don't want you to know that, it's so much easier to blame brown Muslim men, killing two birds with one stone; covering up their own prejudices/lack of professionalism and maintaining racist structures with propaganda.
If MPs and journalists and coppers care so much about victims why aren't they pushing for tougher sentencing of ALL child sex abusers?
For example (and please note the race of offenders)
Is it specifically the gang detail of Asian groomers that is so jarring for the authorities and racists alike? Or could it be they just want British victims for British perpetrators? Perhaps that is why sadistic child abusers like these don't get much of a reaction.
I don't think gangs are a problem for MPs and the mainstream media, not when they are white. The 'most sickening and callous' of grooming gangs raped babies and toddlers but the media didn't make as much of a fuss as they did with Rotherham. Why was that, you ask?
The government and media has manipulated the impression we get of sexual violence and predators in the UK.
The agenda; sex gangs are Asian.
Like we haven't been doing exactly that on repeat for more than a decade.
Asians/Muslims haven't done enough to condemn the attackers. All the victims are white.
(bonus side effect: divide rule and conquer the brown folk)
I condemn Asian grooming gangs, I hope they all rot in hell. I wish exactly the same for Britain's national treasures, the establishment, MPs, football coaches, social workers, vicars, teachers etc, majority of whom are white. I oppose those who would seek to make this an issue of race, deliberately erasing the countless victims of white perpetrators. Perhaps Sarah Champion is just securing the bigot vote for Labour, not that this in any way makes her a sympathetic character but it's more likely she is part of the cover up that has excused the rich and powerful for numerous historic crimes against children. Royals, both dead and alive, MPs past and present, BBC stalwarts and lesser personalities, all invested in the most depraved of grooming gangs, the one that has coercive power and control and the ability to go undetected for over 50 years. This grooming gang was almost uncovered a few times but the powers that be made it disappear. Every time it threatens to resurface again, a spokesperson for the most powerful sexual predators draws our attention back to Asians.
Asian grooming gangs are a sure fire propaganda tool. It doesn't matter what else is going on, this dog whistle on steroids fires all the right bigots into a tirade on sexual violence and supposed injustices when none of these pissants give a toss for victim support any other day of the week.
If you genuinely care about all victims of sexual violence you'll condemn ALL grooming gangs. Anything less is just bigoted.
UPDATE: There has been a surge in clicks to this post w/c 28/05/2018. Tommy Robinson, self appointed non accredited journalist exposing the dangers of Asian grooming gangs was finally arrested for contempt of court (for which he had a suspended sentence). Robinson has form for prejudicing cases, his actions could lead to cases being dismissed and so he was arrested for standing outside Leeds Crown Court and his suspended sentence was activated.
Many of his supporters see him as a crusader for white supremacy, tasked with bringing down the scourge of foreign rapists. This is why I suspect there has been an increase in traffic to this post, perhaps people are attempting to provide balance to the claim that Robinson is a saviour for Britain's young and fair maidens. He's hardly that when he ignores white predators like these, convicted in Coventry just a few days ago.
10 people went to court, 7 were convicted, 2 were found not guilty and the 10th case resulted in a hung jury
"The first person reported her six-year ordeal to police in 1989 at the hands of Antony Potts, but the case was never brought to trial." What was the cops excuse that time? Cultural reasons? Fears they'd be called racist?
"That original investigation was referred to the Independent Police Complaints Commission two years ago who deemed the failure of the case resulting in charges to be 'poor policing'."
This case proves the points I made earlier on in this post, that the police simply do not care about sex abuse and when they are challenged they will grasp at anything to excuse themselves, especially if they can use that information to further a racist agenda.
The mainstream media do not report as widely or as sensationalised when the perpetrators are white. The odd reference to a 'paedophile gang' nearly always has a description of them as 'the worst' or 'most depraved' because these sick fucks rape babies. The Coventry gang preyed on children between the ages of 2 and 15.
Even when the authorities do acknowledge white predators they go to some lengths to legitimise their behaviour. This 'fact check' from channel 4 breaks down the ethnicity of child sex attackers and makes a distinction between child rapists who prey on vulnerability, type 1, mostly Asian men and those who have longstanding attraction to children, type 2, majority white. So we're meant to feel sorry for white men who cannot help their sexual preference because they are mentally unwell, even when they rape babies.
Often when I am attacked by white supremacists on Twitter they throw Asian grooming gangs at me, as though it should end the conversation dead but I was a women's worker for almost a decade and worked with women and children from all backgrounds so I KNOW from personal and professional experience how wrong they are. I know white predators make up the majority of sex offenders in Britain.
Whenever I confront a bigot with this truth however they always say it reflects the increase in population. A comrade pointed out that the problem with this reasoning is it suggests that paedosadism is natural and it can't be stopped, that as the population goes up so do incidents of child rape and this is simply not true. This argument seeks to legitimise child abuse. Anyone caught espousing such dangerous ideas must be challenged. So you see, these vocal opponents of child sex abuse don't really care about victims, they don't really want to end abusive entitlement or safeguard women and children, they want to keep all the victims for themselves.
Senior EDL leader who campaigned against child grooming is convicted of abducting schoolgirl
And another one.
'Senior member' of English Defence League jailed for sexually abusing 10-year-old girl
Far right sex offenders – A blog
Anyone who pushes the grooming gang narrative to exclusion of white perpetrators probably has a vested interest in keeping our focus on those predators. Open your eyes. The UK is a haven for sex abusers of all ethnicities, the foreign ones only got away with it for so long because the authorities couldn't care less and actively partake in it themselves.
Posted in Human Rights, Immigration, Islamophobia, Kyriarchy, media, Politics, Race Relations, Safe Spaces, Sexual Violence, Uncategorized, violence against women and tagged Asian Grooming Gangs, bbc, British Government, child sex abuse, Church, cover up, Dolphin Square, Elm Guest House, football, Jimmy Savile, Kincora, MPs, Rolf Harris, Yewtree on August 11, 2017 by Sam Ambreen. 7 Comments
BBC: A Predispostion for Propaganda?
I didn't watch Panorama last night. I didn't feel like I needed to see where it was going, I had my suspicions the BBC were rooting for something to make a focus of our outrage, a scapegoat. We're not short of real life monsters threatening our way of life, many of them even had jobs at the BBC but it felt like the scene was being set for a 'debate', a distraction from the constant slew of actual things that have been proven harmful, like racism and historic child sex abuse cover ups for example.
I have been on SSRIs for 7 years. I started off on Citalopram and for a very brief time I felt as if I finally had the space to breathe and not feel like I was crawling out of my skin. As the meds settled in my system I became aware of the dulling effect it was having on my reality, something that no doubt worked brilliantly at crisis point but as my mental health improved I felt like it was holding me back, I wasn't feeling as extremely as I did but I also wasn't able to laugh as hard as I'd like or think too deeply about anything. I tried to come off them at first but was soon reminded of the reasons I became medicated when the symptoms returned; I was shocked by how intensely bad I felt and unable to function so I saw the GP about an alternative. He referred me to a psychiatrist and after a couple of visits we figured the best thing to do was switch to Sertraline, a drug that many users responded to after Citalopram. It's hit and miss, prescribing mental health meds. Part of the process to healing is trial and error, you have to try things before you know how you'll respond.
I was pleased with the change in my mood only a few weeks after I started taking Sertraline. I didn't feel as foggy or tired and I was less fixated, a benefit of this particular drug which is often prescribed for people with obsessive disorders. It worked for me, I was struck by the fact I could pun again, something in my brain had changed. I spoke to others who weren't so fortunate with Sertraline and went on to try other drugs but our brain chemistries aren't one size fits all, we still don't know enough about mental health to make this an exact science.
Before I became medicated I can't say I was in favour of antidepressants especially SSRIs. I was even an audience member on a BBC talk show about antidepressants hosted by, I think, Nick Ross and said stuff I'm sure I'd cringe at now if I could remember, it was so long ago. I remember there was a big fuss about Seroxat a while back too, it was linked with increased risk of suicide among teenagers. I really did not want to be the sort of person who took antidepressants, someone who gave in (as people were all too keen to point out to me when I first started taking them), who'd failed or any number of negative variations on this, like I'd let people down or myself or whoever. Sadly, I did not get much of a choice on the matter if I had any hope for survival.
I took the drugs despite all my misgivings and prejudices, I really didn't want to feel or exist in the way I had for so long, and I was scared I would die if I did. I had been seeing a therapist, sometimes multiple times a week but it just wasn't enough, I felt I would kill myself probably. I never thought about killing anyone else, I couldn't bear to be near anyone or more to the point, outside my bedroom even, that I kept locked most of the time. I took the drugs because my nephew was on his way into the world and I felt I owed him a cool aunt. I took the drugs because I'd hit rock bottom but inside me something chose to live. I felt almost embarrassed when I disclosed to the therapist I had started them already. She wasn't the biggest fan herself and I felt like I was letting her down, like saying your therapy isn't all that but she immediately said "GOOD" and leant forward to touch my knee. She said she'd never advocate for meds and wouldn't have suggested I take them but was glad I had come to this decision myself because I really could do with them, these drugs exist because people in my situation need them.
I do not regret for one minute making that decision. I never thought I'd be on them so long, and I never believed they'd do me much good but it's been 7 years and I am so pleased with myself and how far I have gotten. I recently cut my SSRIs by a third. If there is one thing I can say for certain and you must be aware of this before you go in, withdrawal is a bitch and you must do it slowly. I am aware that I could suddenly feel like I made a rash judgement but for now I'm enjoying being a 3rd less medicated and wondering what it will be like when I reduce them again.
The BBC makes a tenuous link between the many millions of users who safely take SSRIs so they can function in this society and the tiny minority who kill but this can be said of so many things it makes you wonder why they have singled out people who take drugs for their poor mental health. Most people who take recreational drugs for example, do not pose a risk to others but some might react violently. We could say the same about men, right? Most of them tend to adhere to some semblance of law, at least on the surface but a minority kill women and children. Should we point the finger at beards?
Once again, the BBC reminds us how little we should care about it, yet they insist we pay for this propaganda too.
Posted in Drugs and Alcohol, Mental Health, Uncategorized and tagged A prescription for murder, bbc, drugs, Panorama, propaganda, SSRI on July 27, 2017 by Sam Ambreen. 1 Comment