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Jun.04.2011
Countercurrents
 The curious case of Dr. Afia Siddiqui The mosquito hovered over skin and with one little prick it had sucked out blood, infected an innocent person who might suffer from malaria. If the person is poor and lives in inhabitable surroundings, it could prove to be fatal. The insect is not accused of violence. Had it been ‘Lady Al Qaeda’, she might have raised...
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Mar.14.2011
Feminists are in self-denial. They don’t wish to be associated with a stereotype. Fair enough. Then, why can’t we add fresh perspective instead of completely negating the terminology? This has provided a foothold for men. Male feminism goes contrary to women’s empowerment – it is an external support system that grants women freedom. In effect...
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Feb.23.2011
It’s failed and all because of Islamic terrorism. Soon after British Prime Minister David Cameron pronounced the defeat of multiculturalism, it was but a matter of time before commentators would go on their ‘let’s separate the wheat from the chaff’ binge Douglas Murray is director of the Center for Social Cohesion in London. In his opinion piece in Wall...
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Apr.10.2010
Counterpunch
Mind your language The White House Whitewash Jobby Farzana VerseyApril 9, 2010 Forked tongues are part of the political arsenal, therefore what the White House says and what the White House does rarely meet even the facile “Read my lips” dictum. Hamid Karzai was the fattened cat of American foreign policy that intervened to transform their version of a tribal...
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Nov.27.2009
Counterpunch
A Night With Shining Obama The American East India Company by Farzana Versey Minutiae have rarely been of such importance. Or symbolic. A white tent might have been more appropriate for an Arab head of state, but it works just as well for a fairytale. There was special vegetarian food to tickle the guest’s palate. Most important of all is that the First Lady wore...
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Sep.10.2009
Counterpunch
Orangi Versus DharaviA Tale of Two SlumsBy Farzana Versey He parted the dull grey curtain with a flowery print. Inside, a group of men of all shapes, sizes, ages shuffled as images of entwined couples moaning flickered on a bulbous old TV screen. The moment some light slithered into the room, it was startled eyes and hands akimbo, almost in a ceasefire pose. I...
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Aug.14.2009
I miss those days. They would exclaim, “Oh, Indian!” and all you had to do was blush and give them some spiel about the Taj Mahal, rickshaw pullers, Tanjore paintings, the Kama Sutra. If you dressed the part, with hippie beads and prints dyed in colours designed to fade, then you had it made. You were just the sort of stuff George Harrison would pull strings with.
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Jun.26.2009
Counterpunch
Michael Jackson as Tramp: Man in the Mirror by Farzana Versey There may never be a Graceland for Michael Jackson. He was the wrong kind of Bad. He could not be the rake you would love to hate. He did not have the charisma that made women go weak in their knees. If he ever took out his shirt to throw at the audience, they would see his skeleton covered with skin...
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May.23.2009
Counterpunch
The Myth of Manmohan Singh The Follower as Leader by Farzana Versey History is often about a play of words. The man of the moment who has taken the oath of office for the second term is an actor in search of ‘no character’. It is the invisibility of the persona that is his trump card. It works in a situation where we are robotising the human. Indian democracy...
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May.02.2009
Counterpunch
Pornography and PruderySex, Swat and Susan Boyle by Farzana Versey One was touched by a man in an illicit relationship. The other has never been kissed. One is a teenager; the other a middle-aged woman. One was from a tribal area who went and did what she wanted; the other a talent contest participant from Britain who sang about a dream. One was flogged by...