Jamaat Al-Muslimeen Statement on the Death of Robert Seth Hayes

Former Black Panther Party/ BLA member Robert Seth Hayes was released from prison in August 2018. He'd been held for 45-years for a crime he didn't commit. This was even though his prison sentence was 25-years, and he was a model inmate. On December 21, 2019, having experienced freedom for a little over a year, he passed away.

Although very healthy when he was captured, Seth struggled for years with untreated diabetes and Hepatitis C in prison, and evidently it caught up to him. (He was repeatedly denied medical treatment for both conditions by the prison administration).

Jamaat al-Muslimeen is deeply aggrieved by his passing away after such maltreatment. We offer condolences to his family, and condemn the U.S. for its longterm internment of BPP/BLA political prisoners like Seth on trumped up charges, as well as the government's refusal to acknowledge their political prisoner status.

--Nadrat Siddique

Letter on Tlaib and Omar Exclusion by Israel

To: Senator Ben Cardin; Senator Chris Van Hollen; Representative Ben Cardin

As a registered voter within the State of Maryland, I am deeply disturbed by Israel's selective exclusion of two members of the U.S. House of Representatives, Rashida Tlaib and Ilhan Omar, from its borders.

Israel is widely touted as being "Our Democratic Friend in the Middle East," but I cannot, for the life of me, fathom how such selective, and clearly racist exclusion of our esteemed Congresswomen can be reconciled with such a title.

It's high time that we re-examine the U.S. relationship with a state which clearly has a two-tiered system of justice, one for Muslims and Arabs, and one for its ostensible Jewish partisans. And, we might examine what benefits, really, the U.S. gets from the massive dole we give each year to Israel.

The exclusion of these two women of color, representatives of our democracy, is a clear indicator of Israel's modus operandi, and one can only imagine the civil liberties and other violations which Palestinians living under its control endure, if these two Congresswomen---far more empowered than that population--are accorded such treatment.

As a registered voter who regards Israel as a racist colonial-settler state, I deplore U.S. aid to that entity..

Sincerely,
Nadrat Siddique

Pakistani Woman Runs Boston Yet Again for Dr. Aafia Siddiqui - Letter to the Boston Globe

Almost immediately after running the 2019 Boston Marathon, I wrote to the Boston Globe expressing my concerns about political prisoner Dr. Aafia Siddiqui. I received the Globe's automated reply, stating the requirements—word limit, copyright (the letter could not have been published elsewhere), and writer identification—which had to be met for a letter to be considered for publication, along with the proclamation that a letter which didn’t appear in print within ten days had likely not been selected for publication. It didn't. I was disappointed that the Globe would not publish it, if only for the novelty of a crazy Pakistani woman running yet another 26.2 miles in the name of a political prisoner. I felt I had adhered to all of the publication criteria. But—I was not at all surprised, considering the paper's previous heavily slanted reporting on Aafia's case. My (unpublished) letter to the Globe read as follows:

April 16, 2019

Letters to the Editor

The Boston Globe

1 Exchange Place, Suite 201

Boston, MA 02109-2132

letter@globe.com

Dear editor,

In the field of 26,632 people running the Boston Marathon on Monday, I was one of very few (perhaps the only) Pakistani women to take on the daunting course. A time-qualified entrant, my current and penultimate marathon PRs are 3:41 (NCR Trail Marathon) and 3:42 (Baltimore Marathon), both set within the last five years. At age 50, I am pleased to say Boston 2019 was my 42nd marathon (my second time running it).

I ran Boston to call attention to the plight of Dr. Aafia Siddiqui, a Pakistani Muslim woman neuroscientist, degreed by the prestigious M.I.T.  Aafia once lived and studied in the beautiful city of Boston.

Today she is imprisoned in Texas, having first been kidnapped by authorities in Pakistan. This occurred during the period when “secret renditions” were common in Pakistan, then her place of residence. Aafia was tortured and likely raped in prison in Pakistan and Afghanistan. After that, she was brought to New York, and put on trial.

Previously very healthy and vibrant, the petite neuroscientist was wheeled into court in a wheelchair by her jailors. The court disallowed nearly all exculpatory evidence which could have helped her, but allowed highly conflicting and emotional (anti-Muslim) evidence to be presented.  Soon, Aafia was convicted and sent to FMC Carswell.

The unspeakable injustice being done to this woman is the reason I braved the pouring rain, and then the midday heat to run my second Boston Marathon. It was one of the most challenging of the 42 marathons I’ve run, and my finish time did not remotely approach either my PR, or my qualifying time. The only saving grace was that I did not resort to walking, not even on Heart Break Hill.

My reason for running made it all worthwhile. Aafia, or Behan Aafia (our sister Aafia), as we Pakistanis call her. In Pakistan, there is near universal sentiment that she is innocent and ought to be released.

My tee bore the words “Free Dr. Aafia Siddiqui, along with a picture of her cherubic face in hijab. It drew occasional questions from fellow marathoners, and I was happy to share her story as we tackled hill after hill.

In a period when women’s rights have finally and appropriately gained center stage, why is the violation of rights of this innocent Pakistani woman allowed to continue? She has already endured 16 years of unjust imprisonment. I urge women’s rights organizations and movements, politicians, humanitarians, and media to look into her case, and to call for her immediate release.

Nadrat Siddique

#FreeAafiaSiddiqui #FreeAllPoliticalPrisoners #BostonMarathon

Running While Muslim, Running for Aafia

By Nadrat Siddique

Special to the New Trend

It was Patriot’s Day Monday in Boston, and I ran through torrential rain from my hotel to the Boston Common two miles away. I was there to run my second Boston Marathon, calling attention to the case of a small, slight Pakistani Muslim woman neuroscientist, being held political prisoner by the United States. Her name is Dr. Aafia Siddiqui.

Boston is very odd as far as marathons go, for three reasons. For one, unlike nearly all other races, which are held on the weekend, Boston is held on a Monday. And that Monday is nowhere a holiday except in Boston.

Secondly, the race starts for most runners—depending on one’s assigned start time—around 10:30 or 11:00 a.m., very late by racing standards. Nearly all other races start around 7:00 or 8:00 a.m., with some starting as early as 6:00 a.m., both to avoid the heat of the day, and to minimize traffic blockages. The late start means that a majority of Boston Marathon runners do the bulk of their running in the afternoon heat, which raises the specter of serious health risk.

The third major oddity about Boston is that the course is one-way, as opposed to a loop, or multiple loops, like most marathons. On race morning, we runners gathered at the Boston Common to be bused to the tiny town of Hopkinton, approximately 26 miles west of the city.  Once there, in what seemed a no-man’s land, we were, at our assigned time, to run our way back to Boston. In between were a multitude of colleges, hills, and screaming fans. The fans lined every mile of the course, making the race extremely boisterous. It is decidedly not the place for an introvert. The runners were overwhelmingly White, as were most of the fans. There were, relatively speaking, a small number of Asian and light-skinned Latino runners.

The race was sponsored by the financial giant John Hancock. The founding father’s name was everywhere, proudly plastered on our marathon medals, mylar blankets (reflective blankets given to runners post-race to prevent hypothermia), and other marathon paraphernalia and memorabilia. There was no discussion of the fact that Hancock, like the other founding fathers, was a slave owner.

In the Boston Common, we runners went through a checkpoint, to get to the yellow school buses which would carry us to the race start. We were told precisely what type of bag (clear plastic) could be carried on the buses. Grateful to be out of the rain, we boarded the buses under the direction of volunteers. The twenty-six mile bus trip took close to an hour. It provided a welcome opportunity for runners to dry off.

Once in the very white Hopkinton, we went through an additional checkpoint to the starting area. Repeatedly, it was emphasized that only the clear plastic bags provided by the race organizers could be used for bag check (ie to allow runners to leave essential items needed after the race in a common but secured holding area). Automated announcements repeated ad naseum that unattended bags (along the course) would be confiscated by authorities and might be destroyed. A large number of metropolitan police, as well as some military police with submachines (the number of the latter had diminished significantly since the 2017 race, which I’d run) lined the course. Army snipers were positioned on rooftops in Hopkinton and at various points along the course.

Many of the athletes represented corporate teams. These names, e.g. Dana Farber, were pre-printed on runners’ singlets (sleeveless running shirts). As I ran, I heard the corporate names yelled out frequently by spectators, far more often than individual names. To me, this was yet another indicator of the stranglehold of corporate culture in the U.S. At many smaller races, spectators call out runner’s names (sometimes printed on the runners bibs) as they pass. Or, they call out the runners’ bib numbers, or other identifying nouns based on runners’ attire to encourage them. Not so at Boston. Unlike at previous races where I’ve worn the same shirt, nary a person yelled for me, “Go Aafia!”

Some runners ran in memory of a deceased family member, whose name they wore on their shirt. A few had country affiliation on their shirts. The most interesting were the visually impaired runners. According to statistics which I read later on the race website, these numbered 44, and required a guide companion. Each runner/ guide pair held opposite ends of what looked like a connecting plastic bag to keep them together, with the guide wearing a tee saying “Blind Runner.”

No other runners, as far as I could tell by observation and later research, ran for a political prisoner. And this year, like the last, there appeared to be few, if any other Pakistani women. As I said the last time I ran Boston, I could only run this race for Aafia. It pained me, as I ran past the turnoff to M.I.T., where Aafia had once studied, to think of this petite woman, beloved mother of three, and star scholar, suffering in a tiny Texas prison cell for a crime she clearly did not commit. But—what pained me the most was that Muslims, even those who knew her during her time in the U.S., and all Muslim organizations, except for Jamaat al-Muslimeen and the Aafia Foundation, were willfully silent on her suffering. And silence is still complicity.

By now, I have run two National (Washington DC) Marathons, a Chicago Marathon, and two Boston Marathons in Aafia’s name. (All told, I have run 42 marathons, but many of them have been for my own personal edification/ challenge, which I also view as important.) I am obviously not a professional athlete, or particularly fast. My best mile time is 7:18, run at the International 5K in Columbia, MD, where I represented Pakistan (unofficially).

I am not paid by anyone to run for Aafia or other political prisoners. I run for them because I believe it is a fundamental part of my faith, Islam, to stand up for the oppressed.

The Qur’an says in Surat-ul Balad, “And what is the Ascent? It is to free a slave.” I view it as my responsibility to fight for the freedom of the modern day slaves, the political prisoners, whose existence, while denied by the U.S. government, is an unfortunate reality under the system of White Supremacy and the congruous imperialist wars.

In that capacity, I traveled to the Black Hills (SD) and Plymouth (MA), to run for Leonard Peltier; to Salt Lake City (UT) and Hyannis (MA), and to run for Mumia Abu Jamal (Black Panther political prisoner); to Chicago to run for Aafia; to Wilmington to run for (then-) Bradley Manning (Wikileaks whistleblower turned political prisoner); and now again to Boston to run for Aafia. There is always a way to speak out when grave injustice is occurring, however one chooses to do it. And for me, it is through running.

#FreeAafiaSiddiqui #FreeAllPoliticalPrisoners #BostonMarathon2019 #RunningForJustice

© 2019 Nadrat Siddique

This article first appeared in New Trend, April 21, 2019

Hundreds Rally for Palestine and Against AIPAC Outside Israel Lobby's Largest Annual Meeting

By Nadrat Siddique

March 24, 2019
Washington, DC

The nation's capital evidenced one of the most vibrant and energetic pro-Palestine protests today. The "Support Palestine in DC" protest was spearheaded by Al-Awda (the Palestine Right to Return Coalition) and the ANSWER Coalition, and was audaciously scheduled--as it is each year--to coincide with the annual AIPAC. At the AIPAC conference, pro-Israel delegates come together to instrument policies TO facilitate the continued fleecing of the American public to the tune of $6 billion per annum in support of the occupation and genocide of the Palestinian people. And for years, the AIPAC conference went on without any opposition. Until Al-Awda and a few other organizations with a concern for basic human rights and international law came around.

Although the protest has been held each year for at least a decade, sadly, few local masajid--and next to no local Muslim leaders--bother to attend. Despite the local Muslim/ Arab "leadership" abdicating their responsibility to engage in amr bil mauroof and nahi unal munkari on an issue of paramount importance to the Ummah, the protest went on very successfully. Starting at 12:00 noon, over 1,000 people spanning the spectrum of age, ethnicity, faith, gender, and national origin, rallied at the White House and then marched to the Convention Center, site of the AIPAC conference. Unlike at many previous pro-Palestine protests, most of the key leaders, organizers, and speakers were Palestinians, heartening in a time when the liberal Left often engages in its own imperial patriarchy, speaking for P.O.C. with the perfect ability to speak for themselves.

Also heartening was the fact that youth--Palestinian and non-Palestinian alike--articulately answered the Zionist rhetoric and lies. At today's protest, they appeared more well-versed and organized than ever, speaking confidently and non-rhetorically, from the mic as well as in in conversations with bye-standers.

Ilhan Omar: A Leader of Men

So, Ilhan Omar, the beautiful young Somali-American Muslim woman, a former refugee and now D-MN in Congress, has changed the entire dialogue on "Israel." She has forced the discussion of U.S. aid to Israel. And, if one accepts the premise that "Israel's" inflation-laden economy is heavily dependent on the $6 billion dollars plus allocated it by the U.S., the entire exististence of the colonial settler state could be in question. This young woman has, standing in the Belly of the Beast, raised the critical question of whether criticism of "Israel" constitutes anti-semitism. She also propounded potential dual loyalty of American Zionists to Israel and the U.S. as an issue. This is something generations of big-bellied, bearded, Qur'an spouting, five-times-a-day-praying, Sunnah Path invoking, "no-politics-in-the-mosque, sister" declaring, rich-food gorging, Muslim men could not achieve in decades. To the tune of death threats, and at great risk to herself and her family, the 37-year old mother of three children said what needed to be said. So, free advice to the Muslim men: Stop hating, and support her, whether or not you agree with her on every single side issue. Even the dismantling of Apartheid had to start somewhere.

The Purse

By Nadrat Siddique

So, on Monday, I left my entire purse inside Duncan Donuts. I had gone there during a work break, not to eat donuts (these are loaded with high fructose corn syrup, sugar, and cholesterol), but to use their wifi to submit a bit of political writing. I have only a flip phone, with no internet capabilities, and so rely on public networks for my activist work. I completed a quick edit, sent the piece, and then hurried out--leaving the purse hanging on the side of the Duncan Donuts chair. All my credentials (including those I need to work) were in it: credit card, bank card, driver's license, work badge, and date book. Only my cell phone and car keys were on my person, and so were not left behind.

A good Samaritan, a Latino man named Alex, who was dropping his daughter at the airport (near which I work), found the purse. He saw from my drivers license that I live in Ellicott City. He finished seeing his daughter off at the airport. Then, even though he lives in Baltimore, he diverted all the way to Ellicott City. He had to circle the court a few times to find the house, as the number was not clearly evident. Then, he knocked on the door politely but at length, as my Mum, not recognizing him, did not open the door at first. When she reluctantly answered, a stunned look on her face, he handed over the purse, responded to her questions, and left without asking for anything. I was still at work, and wondering how I would retrieve the purse.

I drove home without my purse/drivers license, hoping I wouldn't get stopped by police. I made it home without incident. My mother was in a bit of a shock, and worried that the man, Alex, had done something to me, and that was why he had my purse. I consoled her, and checked the purse. Every single thing, from the cash, to my bank card, was intact.

"..For verily in these things are signs for people who understand.." --Holy Qur'an

International Crowd Celebrates Cuban Revolution’s 60th Anniversary

By Nadrat Siddique

January 18, 2019

Washington, DC

In St. Stephen's Church’s welcoming milieu, Cuba supporters, including Latinos, Blacks, Arabs, Pakistanis, and others, celebrated the anniversary of the Cuban Revolution. The event was organized by the DC Coalition in Solidarity with Cuba. The room was filled to capacity, and a majority of the attendees had visited Cuba. The evening began with a vibrant performance by the Malcolm X Drummers and Dancers.

Speakers included Miguel Fraga, the First Secretary of the Embassy of Cuba; Patricio Zamorano, a supporter of the Cuban Revolution; Omari Musa, member, DC Coalition in Solidarity with Cuba, and Socialist Workers Party leader; and Detroit-based labor leader Cheryl LaBash.

Code Pink’s Medea Benjamin (dressed, not surprisingly in pink!) was in the audience, as was jazz legend and anti-racism activist Luci Murphy (formerly of Sweet Honey in the Rock; and later of the Rock Creek Trio). The event was moderated by WPFW radio host Mimi Machado. (WPFW is an independent radio station heard on 89.3 FM in the DC listening area.)

Patricio Zamorano spoke eloquently about the U.S. role in destabilizing Latin America. He gave the example of Honduras, where the U.S. supported the 2009 coup forcibly removing the country's elected president, Jose Manuel Zelaya. Honduras boasts one of the largest deployments of U.S. Special Forces outside of the Middle East, with the corresponding deleterious impact on human rights there.

Omari Musa had visited Cuba, among many other Latin American and African countries. He described life in Cuba, detailing the nation’s many social welfare programs. These, he said, were available to all Cubans, and membership in the Communist Party was not a requirement [unlike in China, and other self-described communist countries –editor]. He encouraged the audience, particularly youth, to visit Cuba.

During Q&A, a Caucasian audience member, sharply dressed in suit and tie, asked the panel whether or when Cuba would take steps to democratize, following models, e.g., of Scanandavian or other First World countries. Zamorano replied that the European model was not necessarily the most effective, or the best model for the rest of the world to follow.

A Palestinian member of the audience drew parallels between the struggles of Latin American peoples, and those of the Palestinians. Urging the audience to open their eyes to the similarities of the situations of the two peoples, she said the struggles of the people of Latin America, and those of the Palestinian people were against a common oppressor.

Participants at the 60th Anniversary celebration were offered the opportunity to visit Cuba, with the May Day Brigade. Literature describing the Brigade differentiated it from a mere site-seeing or vacation trip to Cuba. Here, participants would be expected to volunteer their time to various projects delineated by their Cuban government hosts.

Background

In December 1958, the Cuban people overthrew U.S.-supported Cuban dictator Fulgencio Batista. Under the leadership of Fidel Castro, they nationalized many industries, and drove out large U.S. corporations. The new government instated equal pay for everyone (so that doctors made as much as trash collectors!), racial discrimination was outlawed, milk was free for infants and babies, and high quality healthcare and education was free to all Cubans. The infant mortality rate fell, becoming on par with the United States.

The Cuban Medical School, free to all Cubans, enlarged its enrollment to those outside of Cuba, initially inviting only Blacks. Later on, enrollment was opened to all people. Doctors from the Cuban Medical School volunteered their services in Africa, and many other places, including New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina.

As a result of its egalitarian message uplifting the impoverished, driving out multinational corporations, and the consequent challenge to the World Order, the Cuban Revolution and Cuba itself, soon came under attack. In 1960, the U.S. imposed an embargo on the tiny island nation. That embargo was all-inclusive, except for food and medicine, and was in retaliation for Cuba's nationalization of American-owned Cuban oil refineries. In 1962, the embargo was extended to include nearly all imports to Cuba, including food and medicine. As a result, there was a significant deterioration in the quality of life of many Cubans, despite the Cuban government's efforts to counter this. Every year since 1992, the United Nations has passed a resolution condemning the embargo and its effects, and declaring it in violation of the Charter of the United Nations and of international law. In 2014, nearly the entire U.N. General Assembly voted for the resolution. Tellingly, only the U.S. and Israel voted against the resolution supporting Cuba against embargo.

But the U.S. efforts to destroy the Cuban Revolution did not stop at economic warfare. In 1961, the Bay of Pigs Invasion was launched, with the U.S. sending 1,500 Cuban exiles into Cuba. Thousands of assassination plans of Cuban leaders were instrumented by U.S. intelligence agencies, many of them targeting Castro, who miraculously survived.

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Why such hatred and fear of a revolution, one might ask? It seemed to me that, like the Haitian Revolution, it was not merely the actions—however heroic—of the Cuban people between 1953 - 1958, which posed a threat to the World Order. Rather, it was what the Cuban Revolution symbolized. Similarly, in Haiti, it was not merely the successful revolt by Black slaves and the killing of the slave masters which instilled fear and loathing among American planters; rather, it was the example put into the public sphere by the Haitian Revolution. That revolution planted in the minds of Black slaves in the continental U.S. a different reality, one in which they were not being raped, tortured, separated from their families, or treated like chattel, and the way forward to that reality. But—the mere thought of this was terrifying to the slave owners. Almost immediately, Haiti was slapped with an embargo by France and the U.S.  Haiti was also forced to pay reparations to France, the very nation which had occupied it! (The forced reparation payments continue to this day, contributing heavily to the impoverishment of Haiti.) The example of Cuba provides a similar model of liberation for Latin American countries. And- like Saul Landau said, The "Latin Americans never disobeyed the United States before the Cuban revolution."

© 2019 Nadrat Siddique