I’m gonna scan and post a few maps of the Ancient Near-and-Middle East in coz I like ‘em if you don’t like the Ancient ME what’s going on with you where are you headed lets talk about your outlook missy/mister
Somalis in Kenya are being rounded up and put into internment camps.
For context, while Somalis are a minority in Kenya, they are not ‘immigrants’, the north-east of Kenya is ethnically Somali - this is the result of colonial, imperialistic divisions of Africa, and not of immigration. While there has been an influx of Somalis to the region since the civil war, Somalis living in the north-east of Kenya have lived there since time immemorial.
This region has sought to leave Kenya to join Somalia in the past, with their referendums being ignored.
It is with this in mind that Somalis are demonised as ‘immigrants’ in a land they have always lived in, that they are all tarred with the slur of ‘terrorist’ in order to foster an ‘us and them’ mentality within Kenya.
This has been going on for some years now, between 2012-2013, the Human Rights Watch reports that 'Kenyan police in Nairobi tortured, raped, and otherwise abused and arbitrarily detained at least 1,000 refugees between mid-November 2012 and late January 2013'. As with cases of this type, the ‘official’ number should be taken as the lowest.
This weekend, c1,000 Somali men, women, and children were rounded up during the day, during the night - from their homes, and taken to a local stadium to be interned. Official sources say this’ll go on until ’until Kenya becomes secure enough from explosions’. Officials have gone on record saying that this is only the beginning of an operation that may go on for a month.
Needless to say, the conditions in the stadium are not fit for extended living - let alone the care of children, the treatment of pregnant women - all present within this stadium-turned-internment-camp.
This current internment being framed around the Westgate Mall attack on Sept of last year - thousands of Somalis are having their lives stripped from them, in ‘retaliation’ for an attack that was not by Somalis, nor for Somalis, but by international jihadis operating from Somalia.
Even months later, concrete sources are hard to come by on the identities of the attackers, what is clear however is that the majority were non-Somali.
Their fate will be a forced ‘return’ to refugee-camps they may have never originated from, or forced ‘repatriation’ to Somalia, when they are from Kenya has much as the soldiers doing the arrests.
The Kenyan government is rounding up children from their homes, to place in camps or to exile from their own lands, in the name of ‘counter-terrorism’. This is unacceptable.
So far, there has been little talk of this from any of the sources that should supposedly care about the plight of thousands.
Outside of Kenyan media totally whitewashing this and Somali communities, there is little being said.
I am posting this because tumblr supposedly cares about injustice, cares about oppression. Because a reblog costs nothing, takes a second, but can quite often take the silenced and make it a topic of discussion.
There are children going hungry as we speak, very likely separated from their parents, in a cold, hard stadium in the name of ‘counter-terrorism’. Their only fault is being on the wrong side of an imperialist’s pen-stroke. They don’t deserve this, and the very least that can be done is that people know it’s happening. As of right now, very few people do.
The last seven years of his life he ate nothing which had blood and life in it. One day, longing much to eat calves or sheep’s feet, he struggled long in this glorious contest with his soul; and as at last a well-seasoned dish of the feet was put before him, he said unto his soul, 'See my soul, the feet are before thee; if thou wishest to enjoy them, leave the body and feed on them.'
At the same moment a living creature was seen to come out of his mouth, which drank of the juice in the dish; and after having satisfied his appetite endeavoured to return from whence it came. But Beyazit having prevented it with his hand from re-entering his mouth, it fell on the ground, and the sultan ordered it to be beaten. The pages kicked it to death on the ground. The mufti of that time decided that, as the soul was an essential part of a man, this dead soul should be buried; prayers were performed over it, and the dead soul was interred in a small tomb near Beyazit’s türbe.
This is the truth of the famous story of Beyazit II having died twice and twice been buried.
'Why weren't we taught this in school' etc etc.
Vietnamese stamps post-Vietnam War.
Men in industry, academia, and construction.
Greek stamps from the 1980s.
Apartheid-era South African stamps.
1970s Greek stamps depicting regional costumes.
Men signed up in the early days of the war with the promise that with such ‘advanced, civilised’ nations, all it would take is one large, unprecedented-in-scale-and-importance, nobly-fought battle, and in the aftermath some agreement would be signed ushering in an era of peace.
This wasn’t pie-in-the-sky, this is exactly how the treaties after the Napoleonic Wars and the Franco-Prussian War were treated. They’d have one massive battle and a conference and a treaty was why untold men signed up - not for war, but to ensure peace.
However, the average man that went to war wasn’t even considered to be the same race as the ruling class that sent them. They were ‘degenerates’. That is a word that today has lost it’s context, but think of it, for the rich in a time of race-theory to call the poor ‘degenerates’… what does that mean?That the poor were not considered to be the same race in a time when to not be the same race was to be less than human.
So when hundreds of thousands died or were wounded in the first battle, they thought nothing of throwing more men, and more men, and more men…
They signed up for peace, and for many, the only peace they found is when riddled with bullets, they suffocated face-down in the mud.
Or when their lungs finally gave up, burned out by the mustard gas.
Or when stumbling around no-mans-land, their face hanging off, crying for their mother - only 17 - someone, maybe even someone from their own side, put them out of their misery.
Or when beaten to a pulp in hand-to-hand trench fighting, someone finally put the bayonet in them.
They - the new ruling-class - will tell you these were heroes deaths, to whitewash over the cold murder for empire and the imperial-class that they really were. As these men were living in holes in fields, their children were starving to death on British streets out of a total disinterest from the ruling-class to their plight - this dehumanisation was systematic, and the reason millions of men can be told to walk into machine-gun fire, or how 60,000 of your own men dead in a day can be put down as ‘strategic losses’.
Most survivors never spoke about what happened. Many survivors were so disfigured or mentally obliterated, they were hidden away for the rest of their lives.
They didn’t say they were ‘proud’ to have fought. They said nothing. Those that said something, said ‘never again’.
Jingoism has no place in these commemorations. The word ‘celebration’ has no place in the commemoration of the end of the war.
'If any question why we died/ Tell them, because our fathers lied'
- Rudyard Kipling
'I felt then, as I feel now, that the politicians who took us to war should have been given the guns and told to settle their differences themselves, instead of organizing nothing better than legalized mass murder.'
- Harry Patch
Map of Near and Middle East, with ancient and modern towns for context.
Timeline of the ancient Near and Middle East from the rise of the Persian Achaemenid Dynasty, to the beginning of the Islamic conquests.