A brief (relay) translation of the Arabic in this video which featured a man who happens to be deaf, from last night’s terror attack in Finsbury Park.
The man reporting to the arabic tv station, introduced thé man as being deaf and was involved in the incident but escaped harm. Second man said possibly 3 dead. 3 rd man said he is not happy that it was reported as an attack rather than a terrorist attack, he added by saying we only have God to protect us.
The deaf man does however say there is one dead, for sure. He describes how the van only brushed his leg and escaped more harm which was intended.
It does not help when you get idiots like Piers Morgan saying on TV that the Muslim community does not do enough.
Not only that but when the news lie, this video proves that the police were not on the scene within one minute as our Prime Minister is trying to make us believe.
This is a harrowing recording of the aftermath by my friend who was there at Finsbury Park Mosque, the van had just nudged his shoulder but injured his friend as well as deliberately mowing down others in his path.
A criminal act is a criminal act. The background of the individual is irrelevant but when someone happens to be of a faith, it’s focused so much more on their faith. On another post a friend said this was a terror attack. Someone else tried to say that it is just a white man. No, it’s a terror attack, a terrorist can be anyone regardless of background.
A quote from an interview on BBC news “He is effectively working for ISIS because that’s what they want.” (Division)
Who says we are against each other? ☺️ It’s only those who allow themselves to feel the division and be divided through evil that feel as if they are. If they had an ounce of wisdom, they’d see past their biased anger and not permit it to dictate them or their actions. Easier said than done perhaps, for some. This is why some managed to stay calm and collected last night in the assailant’s face. Admirable really.
It is one event after another these days and it is draining on us all, we all need some peace.
When one reflects upon several excerpts from the book, “Native American Justice” by Lawrence Armand French and several (recent) events of our world, the truth becomes worryingly evident.
Such a complex topic deserves to be explored in great depths backed up with what sadly seems to be endless, occurrences worldwide for our references. I sincerely apologise in advance for roughly scratching the surface here, in brief with a couple of examples.
Israel recently re-introduced a ban barring Palestinian worshipers under the age of 50 from entering the Al-Aqsa mosque in Jerusalem for Friday’s prayers under the veil of “security reasons”. It is another measure to cut the young Palestinians off from their cultural heritage. They also went on to introduce a policy to ban Palestinians from travelling on the same buses as the Israelis. On the other hand, such acts should be defined as another form of apartheid. Of which, South Africa is slowly recovering from.
These types of measures are stark reminders of what went on in the past by Colonial masters
The white settlers in America once implemented similar tactics in dehumanizing and removing the Native American tribes from their lands. They had also been banned from their places of worship. The non-Indians who wanted to move in onto their land very sadly supported this atrocity. This can also be reflected in the current ethnocide of the Australian Aboriginals and so on.
There are tribal communities all over the world who have seen their lands being invaded, finding themselves being stripped of and banned from practising their own culture, religion and languages. One of the common tactics used in the olden days was to send a religious missionary ahead of an invasion, to convert the people of the land to the proposed religion yet by converting them, they were also being taught a foreign language, to get them “ready” unbeknownst to them, for the invader’s hidden agenda.
The people of our world have oftentimes found themselves resisting attempts at their race, cultures, identities, religions and so on, being bred out. All the tribal communities at various stages in our timeline inevitably soon found themselves a minority. It is criminal, to invade another’s land, strip the natives of their culture and impose your culture, your language and your religion unto them to satisfy your greed.
Algeria fortunately in time managed to defeat the occupying French. In North Africa for quite some time, the main language at places of education was French, not Arabic, as one would have expected. A native Arabic speaking student had to go to school, to learn subjects via the French language. If they did not know French, they did not fare well so in order to do well at school, they first had to learn a foreign language, French, to carry out their studies within their native homeland. Fortunately, this is not the case today, the governments in time overhauled the education system and Arabic was re-inserted, replacing the teaching methods being taught in French.
If we keep venturing on back in the history of the world, one would find the invader or the oppressor has systematically introduced laws or policies to strip the indigenous people of their ethnicity by way of dehumanization.
History is vitally important to the people of the world who have much to learn from it and its faults in order not to repeat the same mistakes once more yet it still recurs to this day. These cunning tactics and mistakes are not new – mistakes are meant to be learnt from, not repeated. If ever the opportunity arises to right a wrong, take it.
It does not help either, when the media turns a blind eye and a deaf ear to the truth on what is happening to the people of the world, today.
I was reminded of an incident that happened to me some years ago, by the actions of this hateful woman who very recently hurled verbal abuse non-stop for about five minutes at a pregnant woman because of her religion. Not only that, she threatened to kick her in the stomach. The only thing I feel able to say in response to this offender is to “Take a look in the mirror”. For people to realise such hypocrisy. Her ancestors are neither white nor British – how dare she tell this innocent woman, to go back where she came from.
My memory of a potentially hateful incident serves as follows…
I was shopping one day in a maternity shop, for a gift to purchase for my sister who was expecting her second baby. I spied some pyjamas in the sale for my young daughter so I stretched my hand out to pick it off the rail. However, this woman snatched it from my hands and said it was hers. It was on the rails so how could it be hers I exclaimed. She refused to let go of the hanger and the garments I had picked up. There was a battle of words and anger took hold. She was absolutely vile.
We were in a maternity store and there she was, kicking me in the stomach with one aim, she obviously assumed I was pregnant and aimed to maim. The security guard and my husband rushed to pull us off one another yet she continued to kick me in the stomach. I had a life-saving operation on my stomach 2 years before and had to see the GP to be on the safe side.
It was more than clear to the shop’s staff that the instigator was, along the lines of not being respectable, good mannered and well-behaved. The contrast was rather apparent.
I was looked after while this vile woman was escorted off the premises, I had asked the shop’s manager for the police to be called so I could have it ‘on paper’ what happened in case the, let’s say… ‘ABH’, actually did some harm or long-term damage to my already fragile stomach. The police were not called but the shop very kindly put me into a pre-paid taxi for my safety, homeward bound.
Should my request then, for the Police to be involved, be respected or not?
Did my deafness hinder my opportunities to keep on top of the situation regarding what happened?
In addition, is it a positive thing that my deafness hindered me from understanding / knowing what was actually said to me during the incident? I feel somewhat fortunate that my deafness prevented me from being as exposed to the verbal abuse from her and her acquaintances.
Just to clarify any notions that this incident may have been along the lines of hearing vs deaf or vice versa. This is not the case as most people were not aware of my hearing impairment until after the incident, due to a hat I was wearing which covered my ears, therefore my HA’s.
I had to take it all in my stride as with everything else, as a good experience and challenge.
One of the problems with being deaf is that everyone else knows who we are yet we do not know who they (the hearing people) are.
All they have to say / think when they see us, ‘that’s the one who is deaf’… they can identify / recognise us.
We can change how we look, our names but not our disability, which at times, renders us vulnerable. Disability hate crime does exist.
I have since bought several personal alarms (key-ring pull ones) for my children. I already had one at the time but was unable to use it during this particular experience.
It is quite unfortunate my children were with me at the time and they were extremely distraught.
Advice given to me by a friend at the time was that I could always “go along to the police station and ask to speak to someone about it. They can still go back to the shop, ask questions, and if necessary take action. It is not always the best idea to call the cops in the heat of the moment as it can escalate hostilities” so they assured me I did right there.
To quote him;
“What is a hate incident?
When a person or group of people treats someone badly just because they do not like whom they are.
Why does this happen?
Some people bully or hurt other people who are different from them because:
#They are disabled
#they have a different colour skin
#they wear different clothes
#they are old
#they are young
#they are gay
#they go to a place of worship e.g. church or mosque
If this happens to you or someone you know tell someone. There is nothing wrong in being different.”
I am not one to speak openly about my religion due to prejudice or my family since I am a private person so please consider yourself rather privileged in this sense and respect this personal post of mine.
When I was born, my parents could not agree on whichever religion they wished to introduce me to and bring me up by since my paternal grandmother originated from Italy but resided in Egypt, which meant my father was automatically Roman Catholic. My maternal grandmother was a Christian and quite a righteous person at that. My parents soon became weary of arguing so they decided to let me grow up and choose myself, which of their religion I wished to follow.
Growing up, I was aware of the different yet similar religions but it was not until I left school that I started to develop a keen inquisition, to find answers regarding who we are and why we are here. I could not understand at the time why people were calling Jesus, the son of God and the wearing / use of a cross. I could not understand why the Jews were so stubborn and seemed to use stratagems. I could not understand why the number of Muslims seemed to be growing so fast. I decided to let my heart decide during the course of seeking further knowledge, for answers.
There was a time during my childhood while I was in Italy visiting family, I knew they were Roman Catholics but this plague on their wall caught my eye since it was in Arabic. Intrigued, I asked my cousin what it said and why they had it. He told me that it said “Allah” and they had brought it back from where they lived in Egypt. Noticing I was still perplexed and not yet satisfied, he went on to explain that Catholics have one God and the Muslims have one God and that “Allah” was the Arabic name for their God. It did not matter what language or religion, there is only one God… That memory and defining emotion has stayed with me ever since then. Based on this experience, my heart seemed to be more inclined towards seeking answers from Islam than the older religions before it.
I wrote to the nearest mosque to me at the time, for any leaflets they could provide me with and to my surprise, I received a book along with a letter from the Imam. I could not believe the level of such kindness and generosity that I immediately wrote back thanking them so.
This book became the very first book I thoroughly enjoyed and appreciated. It all started to make a lot of sense, logically and scientifically. It was not just a hippy, peaceful religion for sandal wearing people. This fuelled my desire for more knowledge, and even more answers. Twenty years on, I am still reading books and sometimes, I even correct my husband who is a devout Muslim. They say converts tend to make better Muslims since they seek information in order to quench their thirst for knowledge and to be the better person they could possibly be.
One late evening, there were two young men who were trying to chat up my friend and I, in passing as we made our way to catch the last tube home. I could tell from experience, which country in North Africa they came from. I asked one of the men who was trying to pay me some attention, if he was a Muslim. Whether he lied or spoke the truth would only determine his character. He chose to speak the truth so I asked him in all honesty, why he was consuming alcohol and looking for attention when it was forbidden to him. He took a moment to reflect on his would-be answer but knowingly smiled instead. At that precise moment, he had every respect for me, for reminding him of whom he is, where he came from and to do good. I too relatively had respect for him as I sensed he would potentially cherish that moment, to help him become a better person.
Every being is born a Muslim but family life and peer pressure dictates otherwise so paths tend to deviate. If only people were able to realise the hand of Satan in all the engineering of situations and lures to increase ones desires. All of which is a test, of faith and character.
With Christianity and Judaism, the bible and Torah has been edited accordingly to fit around their ways of life, to make what was not permitted to them, permissible. The bible even more so. Each time certain people try to elevate themselves, they are actually debasing themselves. Not even one word has been changed in the Quran since it was first spoken, memorised and prescribed for the people to follow. When I first started to read the Quran, bits of it made sense and others not, of which I knew I would understand with time and patience. Upon reading the last page of the Quran, I cried a river! I did not want this unique experience and relationship to end. I then took to praying five times a day.
Within a month or so of praying, whenever I prostrated there was a dull pain in my stomach and I would remark on this pain to my husband. The pain continued for another month – especially each time I prostrated. Certainly, my body (and faith?) was trying to tell me something – that I was seriously unwell. My husband came to realise this too when he was told by the hospital over the phone that I had a ruptured appendix of which my body managed to seal off and turned into a mass, causing an abscess also. This meant an invasive surgery to clean up, drain and separate the organs from inside my stomach.
Prior to the operation, I did not think I would survive so I privately said my goodbyes albeit mentally, leaving my life in Allah’s hands by saying “Insha Allah” repeatedly until I was under the effects of the anaesthetics. This verse and my faith, gave me the courage I needed, to face the operation. An operation that saved my life, gave my children back their mother, my husband his wife. The doctor told me that I am extremely lucky to be alive today – I should not be here. At times, I very much struggle with that fact alone and I have to remind myself how I felt before that life changing experience and how much I trusted Allah with my life when I trusted no one else. In particular, it was not yet my time. Yet most importantly, my faith was reconfirmed.
As always, there is a reason for everything, behind every nature’s designs. Only those in a similar situation will come to understand my reasons for writing this and I can only hope that I have helped guide another by sharing how and why I became a convert. My conversion progressively occurred over a number of years as I researched, asked questions and experienced life and psychology from an Islamic perspective.
I would like to thank you for your patience and for sparing a moment of your valuable time to read something so personal.
Furthermore, extremism, terrorism, transgression of the limits and exaggeration, is not permitted in Islam.
“People of the Book, do not go to excess in your religion.” (4:171)
“These are the bounds set by Allah, do not overstep them.” (2:229)
“Do not waste by excess, Allah does not like wasteful people.” (6:141)
“Call on your Lord humbly and privately, He does not like those who transgress His bounds.” (7:55)
The Prophet Muhammed said:
“Avoid going to excess in religion. The people before you were destroyed by their exaggeration.”
Ahmad (1/215, 347), Nisa’i (3057, 3059)
He also said:
“Do not be harsh to yourselves, lest Allah be harsh to you. It happened to some people who adopted the harsh way and Allah treated them badly.”
Abu Ya’la (2427, 2472), Tabarani in Kabir (12/156)