What an absolute disgrace. A FIFA-certified referee being denied entry to the United States purely because he is Somali.
The World Cup is meant to bring people together. This is racism, plain and simple. Shameful.
https://t.co/rpSgTmmPU4
Somalis are a very unique breed.
A Somali businessman has offered FIFA referee Omar Artan $100,000 to compensate for the loss of earning he would have made officiating the World Cup.
Official referees at the World Cup earn approximately $50,000 to 75,000.
He is only 33 years old. This is the biggest moment of his career. He’s probably been waiting for it for months.
But who will talk about it? There are 48 teams, hundreds of players, and representatives from all over the world. Who will finally speak up?
World Cup referee - Africa's best - is denied entry to United States and sent back after landing at Miami Airport, despite having a diplomatic passport https://t.co/2JPP5NpJpT
A therapist who spent 40 years counseling couples on the brink of divorce wrote down the one conversation she wishes every couple would have before they get married.
She said: "If you have this conversation honestly, you will either save yourself decades of pain or build a foundation that can survive anything."
Here is the conversation…
My daughter stopped running to the door.
I don't know when it happened.
One day she was five, sprinting down the hallway the second she heard my keys.
"DADDY'S HOME!"
Every single day.
It was annoying sometimes. I had bags to put down. Emails to check. Dinner to get started.
"Give me a second, sweetheart."
She'd wait.
Then she'd stop waiting.
I came home last Tuesday.
Keys in the door.
Silence.
She was on the couch.
Glanced up.
"Hey."
Then back to her phone.
I stood there.
Bags in hand.
Waiting for something that wasn't coming.
That's when I realized:
She didn't stop running to the door.
I trained her to stop.
Every "give me a second."
Every half-hug while looking at my phone.
Every "not right now, honey."
A thousand tiny rejections.
Until she got the message.
Daddy's home.
But he's not really here.
So why bother?
I put my bags down.
Walked over.
Sat next to her.
"I'm sorry I stopped being excited to see you."
She looked at me like I was crazy.
"What?"
"I used to run to you too. I stopped first. You just followed."
She didn't say anything.
But she put her phone down.
Your kids stop running to the door when you stop being worth running to.
It happens slowly.
Then all at once.
And one day you'll come home to silence.
Wondering what happened.
You happened.
The next time you walk through that door—
Put down your phone before you put down your bags.
Look them in the eyes before you check your inbox.
Run to them first.
Before they forget how.
My arrest was political theatre, not policing. Let's break it down:
1. The Coordination:
· The Metropolitan Police travelled from London to another city to arrest me.
· The charge: A speech from July and 3 social media (X) posts.
· The timing: 48 hours before my GMC hearing.
2. The Custody Conditions:
· Denied water for 6+ hours.
· Refused essential medication.
· Held in a freezing cell, denied a blanket.
· Isolated with a disabled intercom.
These are not standard procedures. They are punitive measures.
3. The Admission:
An officer explicitly informed me the police would be 'reporting the arrest to the GMC.' This is a non-reportable event. This admission reveals the direct channel of communication between the police and my regulator.
4. The Evidence:
We now know two detailed letters were sent from the police to the GMC.The GMC will undoubtedly try to use this at tomorrow's hearing to bolster the same weak case I already defeated.
Conclusion:
This arrest was a coordinated act of political intimidation, designed to create a media spectacle and pressure the GMC and the MPTS. It reveals a seamless network: Lobby groups → Politicians (Streeting) → Police → Regulator (GMC).
They are not following due process. They are executing a strategy.
Our British institutions have become enforcement tools for a foreign, hostile agenda—for the 'israeli' jewish lobby—and the entire world can see it.
Free Britain and Palestine from jewish supremacy (zionism).
Our cause is just. See you at the hearing tomorrow.
#FreeSpeech #GMCInCrisis
I thought I was committed to my 5 daily prayers.
Then I felt ashamed hearing the incredible story of Robert Davila:
It completely changed how I think about praying at the mosque.
Robert Davila lived in a nursing home in rural Texas.
Paralysed from the neck down. For over a decade. The only other residents were in their 90s.
He was also a convert to Islam.
Robert used to be a staunch Christian. He mentions that one night he had a dream in the care home. A man appeared and said his name was Muhammad. He pointed to the crucifix hanging by Robert's hospital bed and said: "God did not send messengers so they would worship the messengers. Jesus was just a man like me who walked in the markets and ate food."
That was it. The dream stopped.
Robert googled Muhammad. Found Islam. Took shahada - alone, in his hospital bed, using voice commands on his computer.
He learned the Arabic alphabet through Skype with a brother in Egypt. Memorized 10 suras. All while unable to move anything below his neck.
Then he asked if he could go to the Friday prayer.
The nursing home didn't have the right van. They put him in a regular one. A few bumps on the road. His spine got more damaged. He came back in excruciating pain.
The doctors told him: "You're bedridden now. At least 6 months. Maybe longer."
When Nouman Ali Khan visited him during those months, Robert said this:
"I've never felt more peace in my life than I was in that masjid. And when I can sit in my chair again, I'm going to go back."
Here's a man who literally had nothing but control over his mouth and his eyes.
And he said he only found peace in the mosque.
Meanwhile we're sat here making excuses about traffic, about being tired, about the parking situation.
Robert couldn't move. We can walk. He risked further injury to pray. We complain about the cold.
The truth is - and I say this to myself first - we've become lazy with our prayers. We treat the mosque like an optional extra rather than what it actually is: a sanctuary.
Robert reminded me of something I'd forgotten.
Going to pray isn't a burden. It's a gift.
And if a paralyzed man in rural Texas could figure that out, what's our excuse?
Imam ash-Shafi (رحمة الله) was asked:
"How does a person have bad
thoughts of Allah?"
He (رحمة الله) replied:
"By (giving into) whispers, being constantly afraid of a calamity occurring, and waiting for a blessing to be taken away."
[Hilyah al-Awliya 9/123]
🚨HEARTBREAKING: Tears streamed down the faces of two Palestinian twins as they were finally reunited after a year of forced separation amid the Israeli genocide in Gaza.
You can buy up all of the social media platforms and manipulate all of the algorithms but the people of the world will never forget what it looks like when a mother carries her child's remains in a grocery bag.
Colombian President Gustavo Petro announces sweeping measures after two Colombian citizens were detained by Israel while sailing on the Global Sumud Flotilla to deliver humanitarian aid to Gaza:
– Expulsion of the entire Israeli diplomatic delegation
– Termination of Colombia’s free trade agreement with Israel
– Replacement of US-supplied weapons with national equipment
– Legal action in international and Israeli courts
Petro warned that Israel’s actions amount to “a new international crime” by Netanyahu, calling on global lawyers to support Colombia’s case.