I Don’t Want to Make You Eat Halal Meat or Wear a Hijab

In the wake of anti-Muslim violence and racist unrest in Britain, a personal plea to stop swallowing propaganda and start seeing each other as human beings

I do not want to convert you to Islam.

I do not want to conquer you. I do not want to enforce Shariah law in Britain. I do not want to make all women wear burqas, force halal meat down your throat, groom your daughters, change your language, erase your culture, turn your churches into mosques, or ban pork and alcohol.

And, for the avoidance of any doubt, terrorism, murder, violence, maiming innocent people and killing children are abhorrent, evil and utterly indefensible.

Yet I am a practising Muslim.

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Britain’s New Wave of Racism: Why It Feels Like the 70s Again

From doomscrolling into the late hours to reliving the scars of the 70s, I can’t help but fear that the immigration debate has unleashed a wave of newly emboldened racism

It’s 3 AM and I can’t sleep. I’m doom-scrolling – and I literally mean doom. The algorithm has me in its prickly, unyielding grasp. Not showing me what I love or what inspires me, but what I fear. What I worry about.

Racism. Rage. Riots. Rampage. Right-winged rants.

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