"De wreedheid van een avontuurlijke levensreis naar een beter leven, afgewisseld met verassende wendingen, met verdriet, teleurstelling, maar vooral een onuitputtelijke bron van wilskracht, doorzettingsvermogen en hoop"
Amarok, nu in de boekhandel en via https://t.co/Fcu8x8V7Xu
Hij is voltooid. Waarschijnlijk slaapt u, dus ik post hem morgen nog wel een keer. Een aalscholver en mijn voorliefde voor film-noir
‘Film Noir’
29,7 x 42 cm
Potlood op papier
Delen is lief.
Jules Deelder "Als je in Rotterdam woont ben je Rotterdammer. Er is maar één wereld, die is van ons allemaal. We gaan allemaal dood, dat maakt ons mens. Rotterdam moet daar het voortouw innemen en heel de discussie over de splijtzwam der groepsvorming moeten we geen kans geven."
@ADnl In Kralingen zitten we gewoon op de Libanon school, wonen we op de Jericholaan en Palestinastraat. Al meer dan 100 jaar. En in Utrecht Leidsche-Rijn wonen we langs de Rijn-Kennemerlaan en noemen we al het groen een wadi.
@MuntherIsaac@DrHananAshrawi How sickening it is when for months and even till today we hear free the hostages and see yellow ribbons in Twitter handles while it is Isr taht kidnaps people randomly and keeps them hostage
@Emolclause So next time when some talks fascist, acts fascist and dressed fascist, believe that he is a fascist.
All the victims of ICE and protesters against ICE now got extra proof that ICE was led by a openly bigot
@_WMedia_@RebekkaTimmer En als hij aan de beurt komt bij extreem-rechts verschrikt zijn: ja maar, ja maar ik ben een goede. Je moet die andere hebben niet mij
Spot on from these pundits talking about the future fixture of Ireland v Israel and why it should not go ahead
Such a truthful conversation is unthinkable on British TV
Ah, daar heb je de traditionele media weer met hun domme copy-paste stukjes. Dat de politie online wordt bedreigd, is totaal non-nieuws. Iedereen wordt tegenwoordig online bedreigd en beledigd, da's echt geen nieuws meer. Dus groei wat eelt op je ziel of gebruik geen social media. Het enige echte verhaal hier is dat een politieman een hoogzwangere vrouw in een AZC zonder direct aanleiding overdreven agressief behandelde en op de grond smeet - waarbij grote kans bestond dat het kind om het leven kwam. Politie is in deze zaak beslist geen slachtoffer.
Die video van de zwangere vrouw maakt me nog steeds woedend. Het laat niet los.
Dit zijn geen incidenten. Dit zijn ICE-praktijken.
Opgehitst door Markuszower, Wilders, Keijzer, Vos, Yesilgöz en andere islamofobe en racistische politici. Versterkt door Ongehoord NL, De Telegraaf en al het andere vod. En stilzwijgend mogelijk gemaakt door mensen zoals Rob Jetten, die ondertussen een stijve nek moet hebben van het wegkijken. Slapjanus.
Dit is hoe polarisatie werkt: mensen tegen elkaar opzetten, angst aanwakkeren, en intussen wegkijken van wat er echt gebeurt.
Prik er doorheen.
Als we niet oplettend zijn, schuift de grens morgen weer een stukje op. En overmorgen weer.
Spreek je uit. Kijk niet weg.
The Story of Wesam Mekdad
“I am a Palestinian from #Gaza. I fled my homeland in search of safety and the opportunity to work so that I could send money back to my family, who are surviving under the horrors of war.
The road was grueling and full of obstacles. First, I went to Egypt, where I waited a full year just to secure a Turkish visa. From Turkey, I attempted to cross into Greece. I failed twice, enduring imprisonment both times. It was only on my third attempt that I finally reached Greek soil.
Once there, I was placed in a refugee camp for a year, waiting for a residence permit. But the moment I finally received it, my life was shattered again: I was unjustly imprisoned for four years. My trial was a sham, and it became deeply clear to me that refugees are not treated equally under the law there.
Eventually, I was released. Seeking a fresh start, I traveled to Berlin, where I met my wife and we were married. Together, we moved to the Netherlands to apply for asylum. I truly believed that the Netherlands, as a nation built on human rights, would understand our plight.
Because I am an innocent man and had absolutely nothing to hide, I was entirely honest with the authorities. I openly told them about my imprisonment in Greece. Tragically, my honesty was weaponized against me.
We were shuttled endlessly between different reception centers. During this time, my wife became pregnant. We held onto the hope that the authorities would show compassion for our situation and for our unborn child. Instead, the hammer fell: we received a negative decision.
My asylum application was rejected. I was handed a deportation order to Egypt and a two-year entry ban from Europe. My wife’s application was also rejected; she was ordered back to Germany. They told us coldheartedly that even if our child were born on Dutch soil, it would change nothing. The fact that my family in Gaza is trapped in an active war zone seemed to mean absolutely nothing to them.
Desperate to prove who we are, I went to the Palestinian Embassy in the Netherlands and obtained official documents confirming my Palestinian nationality and the identity of my family in Gaza. I handed these papers to the authorities. Yet, it feels as though we are screaming into a void. No one is listening.
Is this fair? Why is this happening when all I ever wanted was to build a stable, quiet life for myself, my wife, and our daughter? Why am I being condemned for a prison sentence I served unjustly in Greece? I had hoped the Dutch authorities would help me prove my innocence, but instead, they simply wronged me again.
Where are human rights? Where are the rights of a child? Where are the rights of a woman?
I have lodged an appeal and am now awaiting the judge’s decision. In the meantime, the stress, anxiety, and suffocating uncertainty mount every single day. I am constantly terrified of what tomorrow will bring. I have been stripped of my right to work and my freedom of movement is heavily restricted.
Then, the breaking point came. One day, I received devastating news. In a flash of pure despair, unable to contain the agony inside me, I smashed a television and damaged the door. It was inside my own room—not someone else's. I harmed no one.
The center staff called the police. They knew my wife was nine months pregnant. When the officers arrived, I told them myself. My wife looked them in the eyes and told them that I would go with them voluntarily and respectfully. I had not used violence against a single soul. I remained calm because I believed I would simply give a statement at the station and return to her. Yet, they treated us as if we were dangerous. They treated a heavily pregnant woman as a threat.
This is my story. I feel that my wife, my daughter, my family in Gaza, and I have been deeply, profoundly wronged by the system. But I still believe that eventually, the truth will come to light. Justice cannot remain hidden forever.”
Baby Reem born premature (5 days after the attack)
@HaraldDoornbos Sommige reacties ook weer.
Onder welke omstandigheden is het oké om een hoogzwangere vrouw zo op de grond te gooien en weg te slepen? Haar man stond met zijn handen omhoog en van haar ging geen dreiging uit. Dus bespaar me het “ken je de omstandigheden?”.
@AlexanderNL Op mijn 4e gewoon naar de winkel. En dan mijn moeder die me gewoon terugstuurde omdat de peterselie verlept was en ik nieuwe moest eisen van de groenteboer. Gewoon in Nederland.
Ga hem wel kijken
Eid Mubarak!
Today as we honor Prophet Ibrahim, Eid al-Adha reminds us that sacrifice is not a burden. It is an opportunity to see ourselves as part of something larger. To extend a hand to those who need it most.
I am honored to be New York City's first Muslim Mayor and I am determined to lead through solidarity. Together, we are working to ensure every New Yorker can afford the groceries, housing, and child care they need.
Our solidarity is our strength. Eid Saeed, New York.
@HaraldDoornbos Verschrikkelijk! Zoveel verschillende heersers doorstaan en dan komen deze cultuurbarbaren zonder enig historisch besef alles plat bombarderen en plat walsen en dan de ander voor barbaar uitmaken