Showing posts with label Journalism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Journalism. Show all posts

Wednesday, 1 August 2018

Australia's cruelty and shame.

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For over five years painstakingly chronicled his "profound and annihilating mental torture", serving as a permanent record of the treatment suffered by people who sought safety in Australia and were met with a cruel indefinite detention system.

Behrouz Boochani (Born July 23, 1983 in Ilam, Iran) is a Kurdish journalist, human rights defender, poet and film producer. He is the co-director, along with Arash Kamali Sarvestani, of the documentary Chauka, Please Tell Us the Time[1], has published numerous articles in leading media internationally about the plight of refugees held by the Australian government on Manus Island and released the book No Friend But the Mountains: Writing from Manus Prison in 2018. He has been held in Manus Island detention centre since 2013.
Behrouz Boochani graduated from Tarbiat Modares University with a master's degree in Political Geography and Geopolitics. Boochani worked as a freelance journalist for the Iranian newspapers Kasbokar WeeklyQanoon, and Etemaad[2] where he published articles on Middle-East politics, minority rights and the survival of Kurdish culture.[3] He cofounded and produced the Kurdish magazine Werya.[2] In February 2013, the offices of Werya were raided by Islamic Revolutionary Guard Corps.[4] Boochani went into hiding for three months and on May 23, 2013, fled Iran. On his second attempt to make a boat crossing from Indonesia to Australia he was intercepted, detained on Christmas Island and after one month was transferred to the Manus Island detention centre in August 2013.[3]
While living in the Manus Island detention centre Boochani has published articles in several newspapers internationally such as "The Day My Friend Hamid Kehazaei Died" in The Guardian[5] and "Life on Manus: Island of the Damned" in The Saturday Paper.[6] He has also published poems[7][8]and narrates his story in the documentary film "Nowhere Lines: Voices of Manus Island".[9] Boochani is also the subject of the play "Manus" written by playwright Nazanin Sahamizadeh.[10]
The film "Chauka, Please Tell Us the Time" was shot inside the Manus Island detention centre by Boochani, entirely on a mobile phone.[11] A review of Chauka, Please Tell Us the Time was written by the award winning writer Arnold Zable.[12] In March 2017, Boochani's plight was raised in the Australian House of Representatives by Australian parliamentarian Adam Bandt.[13] Boochani is on the shortlist for the Index on Censorship's Freedom of Expression Award in the category of Journalism.[14]

Wednesday, 7 February 2018

Civil disobedience and hijab protests in Iran

A young Iranian woman waves a white headscarf 
in protest against her country’s compulsory hijab rule.


On Dec. 27, Vida Movahed stood bareheaded on a utility box on one of Tehran’s busiest thoroughfares, waving her white head scarf on a stick. Within days, images of the 31-year-old, who was detained and then released a few weeks later, had become an iconic symbol.
In the weeks since Ms. Movahed’s peaceful protest of the compulsory hijab, long one of the most visible symbols of the Islamic Republic, dozens of women, and even some men, throughout Iran have followed her lead. So far, at least 29 women in cities throughout the country have been arrested.
These bold acts of defiance against the hijab are unprecedented in the nearly 40-year history of the Islamic Republic, but a movement that may have helped inspire them has been going on for years. It began on the social media account of a Brooklyn-based Iranian journalist named Masih Alinejad. In 2014, Ms. Alinejad started a Facebook page called “My Stealthy Freedom,” urging women to post images of themselves without the hijab in public places. Last year, she launched “White Wednesdays,” inviting women to wear white scarves on Wednesdays in protest of the compulsory hijab law. (Ms. Movahed carried out her protest on a Wednesday and held a white scarf, though her actual allegiance to Ms. Alinejad’s campaign is unknown).
Ms. Alinejad, who worked as a journalist in Iran before emigrating to England in 2009, says her campaign came about by chance. She posted a photo of herself driving her car in Iran without hijab and invited others to share “hidden photos” of themselves on her Facebook page. The overwhelming response — the page now has more than a million followers — prompted her to focus more on the issue. “I was a political reporter, but the women in Iran forced me to care about the issue of personal freedoms,” she told me.
For Ms. Alinejad and the protesters, the struggle against the compulsory hijab is about regaining a woman’s control over her own body, not a matter of questioning the validity of the hijab itself. Now that bareheaded women are joined in these acts by women who proudly wear the full-body chador, it is clear that the movement on the ground is also about a woman’s right to choose how to dress — something that, over the past century, various Iranian leaders have tried to deny.
The founder of the Pahlavi dynasty, Reza Shah, banned the hijab, in a gesture of modernization, in 1936, which effectively put some women under house arrest for years since they could not bear to be uncovered in public. The leader of the Islamic Republic, Ayatollah Ruhollah Khomeini, made the hijab compulsory in 1979.
Mass protests by women were unsuccessful in overturning the edict. Pro-hijab campaigners invented the slogan “Ya rusari ya tusari,” which means “Either a cover on the head or a beating,” and supervisory “committees” — often composed of women in full chadors — roamed the streets and punished women they deemed poorly covered. Those who opposed the strict measure called these enforcer women “Fati commando,” a derogatory term that combines Islam — in the nickname Fati for Fatemeh, the prophet’s daughter — and vigilantism.
While the requirements have remained firmly in place, Iranian women have been pushing the boundaries of acceptable hijab for years. Coats have gotten shorter and more fitted and some head scarves are as small as bandannas. This has not gone without notice or punishment: Hijab-related arrests are common and numerous. In 2014, Iranian police announced that “bad hijab” had led to 3.6 million cases of police intervention.
But for years, many women’s rights activists have written off the hijab as secondary to other matters such as political or gender equality rights. In 2006, the One Million Signatures for the Repeal of Discriminatory Laws campaign, one of the most concerted efforts undertaken by Iranian feminists to gain greater rights for women, barely mentions the hijab. Iranian feminists have also been determined to distance themselves from the Western obsession with the hijab, almost overcompensating by minimizing its significance. Western feminists who have visited Iran and willingly worn the hijab have also played a hand in normalizing it.
But fighting discriminatory policies has not resulted in any real change, as the crushed One Million Signatures campaign proved. So now Ms. Alinejad and a younger generation of Iranian women are turning back the focus on the most visible symbol of discrimination, which, they argue, is also the most fundamental. “We are not fighting against a piece of cloth,” Ms. Alinejad told me. “We are fighting for our dignity. If you can’t choose what to put on your head, they won’t let you be in charge of what is in your head, either.” In contrast, Islamic Republic officials argue that the hijab bestows dignity on women.
The government has had a mixed response to the protests. On the day that Vida Movahed climbed on the utility box to protest the hijab, Tehran’s police chief announced that going forward, women would no longer be detained for bad hijab, but would be “educated.” In early January, in response to recent weeks of unrest throughout the country, President Hassan Rouhani went so far as to say, “One cannot force one’s lifestyle on the future generations.” In the past week, faced with a growing wave of civil disobedience, Iran’s general prosecutor called the actions of the women “childish” and the Tehran police said that those who were arrested were “deceived by the ‘no-hijab’ campaign.”
But these young women appear undeterred. Their generation is empowered by a new media ecosystem, one that not only unites protesters but also helps to spread potent images of defiance. Ms. Alinejad believes that the movement has already, in a sense, succeeded. “Women are showing that they are no longer afraid,” she said. “We used to fear the government, now it’s the government that fears women.”
Nahid Siamdoust is a postdoctoral associate of Iranian studies at Yale University and the author of “Soundtrack of the Revolution: The Politics of Music in Iran.”
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Saturday, 20 January 2018

Interfaith humour from Danny Katz



Warning: Interfaith humour that might not be everyone's cup of tea!
From Danny Katz in The Age of 20 January 2018
A man of all religions, that's what I try to be. Most of the time I'm a Hebrew fellow. I can't help it: I was born with a Semitic spirit, a passion for bagels, and a distinctive Jewish protuberance in the middle of my face, with another equally distinctive one that's nowhere near my face.
When I'm not being Hebrew, I like being Hindu. I enjoy listening to sitar ragas, I believe in the concept of karma, and I'm a big fan of that chubby blue elephant-God Ganesha, with his four to sixteen arms depending on your Hindu iconography. Personally I'm a four guy. Just looks tidier.
Now and then I dabble in a bit of Christianity. I take holidays off at Christmas, gorge on chocolate eggs at Easter, and yell out the name of Jesus while in the throes of uncontrollable passion. Usually sexual. Occasionally bagel.
At the moment I'm a Buddhist. Summer is the season when we fling open our windows to welcome in the outside world, which means we also welcome in every blowfly, mosquito, bee, and moth in the greater metropolitan area, up to the Zone 2 boundaries. And here's where my Buddhism kicks in: I refuse to cause suffering or death to any insect, just in case it's a reborn human soul. Maybe a deceased grandparent or aunty who decided to pop round for a nice little visit, land in my fruit bowl, vomit on the grapes, and suck up the dregs through their spongy mouthparts.
I've got an old plastic drinking cup with the words THE BHUDIST CUP written on the side in black marker ("Buddhist" is very hard to spell without a spell-checker). At the end of each day I go around the house and gently place THE BHUDIST CUP over window-trapped insects, then I carefully slide a thin piece of cardboard under the cup (THE BHUDIST CARDBOARD - an old postcard from my friend Dennis who lives in Shepperton). Now I carry the trapped insect outside, release it into the backyard, it buzzes out a grateful thank-you, then turns around and flies straight back into the house, and I start all over again. I find the repetition very meditative. Almost enlightening.
If bigger bugs get stuck in the house, dragonflies or huge huntsmen who are strong enough to lift the edge of the THE BHUDIST CUP with their furry legs then run up my arm and king-hit me, I have to trap them under THE BHUDIST SPAGHETTI COLANDER, then slide under THE BHUDIST COPY OF ROYAL AUTO, FEB 2016.
Sometimes I need to use many religions to free a trapped creature. Yesterday an actual bird flew into the house: it was extremely distressed, flapping around in a corner, so I had to go all-out. First I trapped the bird under THE BHUDIST "AUSTRALIAN-OPEN-TENNIS OFFICIAL BEACH-TOWEL".
Then I gently wrapped the towel around the bird like a Muslim burqa. Now I picked up the flapping bird in my arms, screaming, "Oh Jesus!… Jeeez! SOMEONE COME AND HELP ME!!!! JEEEEEEZ!" My son ran over and helped me carry the towelled bird outside with our four Ganesha arms. Then we set it free and I came back in and cleaned up all the bird crap on the floor with paper-towels and chemical cleaners as the Hebrews have done since they were slaves in Egypt. See? Lots of religions can work together to save the life of a poor little bird. There's an important message here. No idea what it is. But it's got to be something.

Monday, 5 October 2015

The Wheeler Centre, Melbourne : Steve Cannane in conversation with Tony Ortega re Scientology

Scientology: Fair Game?
Scientology’s founder, L. Ron Hubbard, once defined the religion as being in service of ‘a civilisation without insanity, without criminals and without war, where the able can prosper and honest beings can have rights, and where man is free to rise to greater heights’.
Almost 60 years since its foundation, though, Scientology has become a uniquely contentious phenomenon – with many questioning its status as a religion, cult or business, and with a reputation for fiercely defensive, litigious and coercive reactions to criticism. One of the first to feel the Church’s wrath was Paulette Cooper – whose 1971 book, The Scandal of Scientology, saw her become the target of an elaborate plot which set out to destroy her credibility, frame her and land her with a 15 year prison sentence. Codenamed ‘Miss Lovely’ by Church operatives, Cooper is now the subject of investigative journalist Tony Ortega’s book, The Unbreakable Miss Lovely.
Ortega is a long-time chronicler of Scientology, and one of its leading scrutineers. Featured in Alex Gibney’s HBO documentary Going Clear, he’s the executive editor of TheLipTV and former editor-in-chief of The Village Voice. He visits Melbourne – where the world’s first inquiry into Scientology was held in1963, and Scientology was first banned in 1965 – for a chat with SteveCannane, who’s currently writing a book on Scientology’s history in Australia.

Tuesday, 21 April 2015

Do you have Religious Literacy? In a secular society, have we lost the understanding of what motivates deeply religious groups, societies, nations?

What is Religious Literacy?

Get the gist of what Religious Literacy is all about
by exploring Lapidomedia.

LAPIDO MEANS TO SPEAK UP in the Acholi dialect of Northern Uganda.  Religiously literate media work helped to end a war there between 2003-5.  We were founded by journalists to advocate for greater awareness of the faith dimension in policy, governance, and conflict in the UK and abroad.
Many news stories do not make sense - whether to journalists or policy makers who feed off what they report - without understanding religion. Lapido Media is an internationally networked, British-based philanthro-media charity, founded in 2005, that seeks to increase understanding among journalists and opinion formers of the way religion shapes world affairs. 
It’s called religious literacy.  We run media briefingspublish research and essays and work with journalists around the world.  Our stringers practise on our website the kind of religiously literate journalism we wish to see, going deeper to the sources of social motivations, and providing a resource for other journalists.  And we work with civil society groups on campaigns and media strategy to improve the flow and quality of stories with a religion dimension. 

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