For too long, I had been told I “didn’t look” whatever age that I was. It was said to me as if it were a compliment. It was not. It was instead the loathing of aging that we are socialized into.
Not for all the money in the world would I go back to being younger. My 20s without exception and at least half of my 30s were miserable because I felt I had no power.
And now here I am, with more power, being told I “didn’t look” this age I feel I’ve finally earned. #ThisIs54
I have walked towards my desire by claiming my age.
To desire and to be desired is political. How we fuck and who we fuck is political.
Three and a half years after 9/11, a Black American feminist scholar of Islam called Dr. Amina Wadud became the first woman imam to lead a mixed-gender Friday congregational prayer--100 of us--50 women and 50 men. #20thanniversary911
It was one of the most moving moments of my life. The prayer was co-sponsored by the (now defunct) Progressive Muslim Union of North America (PMUNA), of which I was a board member. #20thanniversary911
The PMUNA had come to be in the aftermath of 9/11, as part of the vigorous internal Muslim arguments and debates those awful attacks had shaken into being. Remember: al-Qaeda has killed more Muslims than non-Muslims. #20thanniversary911feministgiant.com/p/the-day-afte…
Cristiano Ronaldo starting with my #MUFC boys again.
I've always liked Ronaldo but I have significantly wheeled back my admiration for his footballing talent after sexual assault accusations against him. #MUNNEW
The abusive behaviour of superstars, including our former captain Ryan lGiggs, must be directly connected to the behaviour of abusers in the stands and in the pubs who watch them.
On the anniversary of #September11, I usually remember those killed in the attacks and the many more killed in the wars of revenge in Afghanistan and Iraq. And I quote from June Jordan's Some of Us Did Not Die feministgiant.com/p/essay-some-o…
“I realized that regardless of the tragedy, regardless of the grief, regardless of the monstrous challenge, Some of Us Have Not Died. Some of us did NOT die…And what shall we do, we who did not die?” June Jordan asked in a keynote presentation at Barnard College on Nov 9, 2001.
Days after 9/11, a man tried to set my local mosque on fire and to shoot 2 Muslim men who tried to stop him in Seattle, where I lived at the time. He was too drunk to succeed.
Twelve years later, another man succeeded in setting my brother's local mosque on fire in the Midwest.
For most of my life, the US was never anything more than vacation memories. My family visited in 1982 for a vacation that marked the end of our years of living in the UK and which came just before we moved to Saudi Arabia.
But then I fell in love with an American and I flew to NYC to meet him for the millennium celebrations and even though we fought and I gave him back his engagement ring, I agreed to marry him and I did what I vowed I'd never do: I left my job and my home for a man.
My paternal grandmother had 8 children. My maternal grandmother had 11 children (she was pregnant 14 times). My mother is the eldest of those children and she has 3 children of her own. I am the eldest of those children and I am glad to have none of my own feministgiant.com/p/unmothering
Most books/essays I've seen about being childfree by choice are written by white cis women. We need to hear from more women of colour & women from different cultural & faith backgrounds as well as trans men and non-binary people who choose to be childfree. My own book is in works
It is the first anniversary of my newsletter FEMINIST GIANT. I launched it a year ago so that I could write essays like this.
I shaved all my hair off to shed what I once had needed, thankful that my crown of fire brought me here. I have turned my body - including my hair - into a canvas upon which I paint my own hieroglyphics because if I don’t, patriarchy will. It always has.