It feels inappropriate to write about this. Somehow, not quite right to make yet another plea, to use words for an issue that should not even be discussed anymore. Least of all in discussion about a right that is as “right” as they come, as basic and uncompromising as they can possibly be. An automatic right, like the reflex to breathe when one is given life. Or when one looks for an identity. An issue that shouldn’t warrant one single debate more, with no words added.
WalidTaha was a Palestinian father of five. He used to live in Aramoun. A month ago, a fire erupted and burnt down the house while he was sleeping inside. He somehow made it out alive, with burns over 70% of his body. Imagine what that means.
Last Thursday, Nasawiya hosted 5 activists for sex workers’ rights from all over the world. A very intense talk kept us all silent for two hours, listening to experiences and a cause most of us are not familiar with.