The territorial spirit that underlies the Islamic faith has been playing on my mind for too long now and so I decided to share it with the wider world, enough of whom I feel are quite oblivious to it. It never ceases to amaze me when non-Muslims in particular gear up in defence of Islam regarding the territorial issue. Throwing aside the very mechanism through which Islam effectively spread globally and fast-tracking to present day, I cannot help but feel disgusted at the blatant ignorance displayed by these Muslim-sympathisers. To such people, unless Muslims are going round, in a land-grabbing surge then it is unjust to label Islam as territorial. These ignorant people have clearly missed the Islamic State story but that is not what this post will focus on.
The key word in my message is territorial spirit, not the physical seizing of property. The spirit behind Islam’s territorial nature is something I have experienced most of my recollected life. The name ‘Islam‘ itself was derived from the Arabic word ‘Aslam’, meaning ‘submit’ in particular and with this came the need to dominate, the need to maintain and preserve Islam. Utter tyranny. A creation of an Islamic State – sound familiar?
The territorial nature of Islam is entwined within politics also, where a zero sum game is played in Islam’s favour. Muslims are not expected to allow a non-believer to rule over them, let alone defy them. Puritanical Islam’s tyranny – a cruel and unjust application of force and power over those who do not adhere to its ideology has been slapped in the face over the course of 18 years as the Muslim neighbours have been unsuccessful in spreading their beliefs onto the Hussain family.
Such a territorial spirit refuses to accept an alternative belief in an area it wishes to dominate and I witnessed a decrease of white faces in the Bradford neighbourhood I was born and raised, only to be replaced with Pakistani ones. Enhancing their ability to enforce Islam in our neighbourhood, increasing the attendance at the local Mosques and the numbers fasting during Ramadan. Our lone and stark Christianity cuts at the very core of their territorial nature and the demands and queries for why we came to live in Bradford became standard routine. I became too accustomed to the snarls of ‘you shouldn’t be living here’, ‘you’re not welcome in Bradford’, ‘No Pakistani would ever f*** with you’. As though they were the sons of the Queen of England, imposing sanctions on where we could and could not live. So long as we were not in ‘their’ area. An area they self-label as ‘Bradistan’. The territorial spirit does not scream to be set free, it already runs rampant -from Keighley, Birmingham, Luton to Tower Hamlets. To name but a few.
My family’s refusal to be intimidated like and our staunch stand for Christianity has shaken the very foundation of what such Muslims stand for. That is no exaggeration, I have felt it for too long now in my veins: the clenched teeth at the sight of us, the curls of fists, the hostile glares and bitter mutters, the spits and snarls, the threats to burn down our house and shoot us into the next life; has revealed to me just how territorial they are. The fact they are unwilling to let go of just the one family in non-compliance to Islam, the unforgiving and brutal attitude against my family shows just how desperately they need complete submission to their ideology. The sole ex-Muslim family living and breathing in the community they see as their own, threatens that territorial spirit.
I could never articulate the pride and respect I hold for the Hussain clan and dedicate this post to all 7 of them: stand rooted in your faith. Let no man take away the essence of who you are, the strength and resilience you have acquired as a result of all this. Nor should you give up your seat for those on Muslim patrol.
Keep up the fight: submission is not an option.