No other single action on the world stage has mobilised second and third generation British Asians as quickly or fiercely as the invasion of Gaza. Not Iraq, not 9/11, not the de Menezes shooting, nothing.
Within hours the call to join demonstrations started, by text, email and Facebook. My invites came only from British Asian friends—mainly, but not exclusively, from “cultural” Muslims like me; often from the normally politically inactive, even from politically dormant suburban young mums. Old family friends who hadn’t contacted me for years, and who couldn’t possibly know where I stood on Palestine, got in touch, secure…
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