post riot reflections

A mere few weeks ago, England had been swept by rioters causing havoc and upheaval in our mostly calm surroundings. The events were dominating most of the Western media as they spread across many of the British cities in a matter of days, all happening consecutively. For a moment the whole country went mad, mimicking signs of a people ready for a civil war. Here in Leicester, we had police officers almost in front of every house and shop with helicopters flying over each street. It created a tense atmosphere but it was also the reason why the yobs here were prevented from committing any real damage.
I'm happy to report things are back to normal. I went to London a few days ago where preparations and test runs for the Olympics were in full swing. Normality was in full bloom. If you hadn't watched the news, you wouldn't have thought any upheaval took place, let alone the biggest riot in English history. It's uplifting to see people value peace and serenity to this length and reassuring that the police has brought calmness to our streets.

What is pertinent that we ask one another is the reason for a peaceful demonstration in front of a local police station in one of the boroughs of London to spin so quickly out of control. What led to all these youth coming out in such full force having no mercy for anyone? The first and most obvious answer is that they are a pack of criminals who saw an opportunity and decided to take advantage. Once captured they need to be brought to justice. This is the most obvious explanation and that's what the government has been advocating for. The real underlying issue that will take much more effort than capturing and handcuffing these youth is the huge social divide in the British society where the upper and middle class live extravagantly and the working class struggle to reach a comfortable living. Taxes affect them the most as well as pensions being cut and student fees being trippled to £9000 per year.

In addition many of the youth from a working class background have been segregated into the life of the 'estate' because there aren't many other opportunities in the mainstream society. They are surrounded by poverty with the only role models being the local hustler and gang leader. Therefore when an opportunity like the recent demonstration comes along, it is their chance to feast! They couldn't care less about preserving public buildings and local businesses because they feel society hasn't preserved them. Whether they get a criminal record or serve time in prison is also of no concern since they never had any future aspirations. This really reminds me of the youth in Somalia who are a perpetual part of the agonising civil war. Those that are at the forefront of the Al-Shabab militias or the piracy that has gone beserk are all youngsters very much in their teens and early twenties.

I am by no means excusing their actions. What they did was vile and utterly unacceptable but I think it is high time we speak about and point out that the government and society at large starts addressing the core problems of issues like these and start implementing long-term solutions to draw the social gap in our society and for these youth to feel inclusive in the society they live in. This means educational opportunities affordable to them, job creation, training and vocational programs that are viable and ensure a difference in their lives and most of all they need mentors and role models that show there is another way of life. This is the only way we can ensure this sort of thing does not happen again on our streets and harmony across the classes of society is harboured. Otherwise we'll remain a ticking bomb not knowing the severity of the next explosion...

one swordfish at a time

I was reading a story the other day about a young boy who saved swordfishes at his local beach. He would go every weekend and as the waves wash a million swordfishes ashore, he would pick up however many he can, one by one, and throw them back in the sea. A man who usually jogs around the beach at the same time as the boy saw the boy's actions on several occasions. One day the man stopped him and said "Young man, there are a million of them, don't you know it's impossible to save all of them?" The boy looked at the man, picked up another swordfish and threw it back in the sea. "I made a difference in that swordfish's life" he said and carried on.

Times like Ramadan really make you reflect on small actions that make a big difference. I'm sure that boy left an imprint in that man's mind. Although we can't rid the world of all its adversities, but we can make a difference in the areas we focus on. Somalia has been on my mind quite often as of late. The famine, although predictable, has nevertheless touched all that care about the people of Somalia and how they've been at the brunt of the worst humanitarian disaster of our modern times. So this Ramadan I fast as a humble, blessed human being. I pray for my motherland, its people and its children hoping my friends will pray with me and Allah is the giver of all things, may He accept our prayers.