Subliminal gangrene...

There are so many thoughts inside my head, so many ideas.... its a little hard to think them all at the same time, nevermind sort them all out.

I watched a documentary on C4 about the Bradford Riots. About what happened there that night, not so long ago. What happened between the fascists, the "pakis" and the police. A triangle of hate, deceit and violence. My cousins live in Bradford. They were there that night...not rioting - their mum wud have killed them for sure if they had - but they caught a glimpse of what happened. They never really talked about it. But from what I saw on this docudrama, it shows how hate can spread like a contagious virus; out of control, out into a world so full of misunderstandings that no one sees the woods for the trees. I cannot imagine how it must have been that night. To be caught up in it. As an asian, and a muslim, it would be tempting to blame it all on the NF (National Front, people!) and police brutality. But my community is not without blame. We have an isolationist society, we "coloured" communities stick together, staring out at anyone different. We are suspicious, ok so not without due reason, but someone has to grow up first. Whos it going to be?
IT has to be us muslims. Afterall, thats what we are here for. To bring peace and justice - as is our place as the Khalifah on this Earth. It is OUR duty to make people understand. Not theirs to conform to our views blindly.
There were so many messages that I could have walked away with from the documentary... many of them extremely aggravating and frustrating. LH(my sister) was saying that we r lucky to be living in Britain, we r lucky because we r freer than many and that this, this, was the scariest fact of all..... that even while watching this thing.... we are lucky. That it is a sad fact indeed, a sad testiment to the world at large, that this situation, this impasse can be considered lucky.
How true.
I love Britain. It is my home. I am British, This is part of me, of who I am. No one can take that away from me.
But Britain is becoming less and less British, not because of all the immigrants and refugees as the fascists claim, but because of our own ignorance and intolerance. Because of us, the British people. The British were once known for their tolerance and understanding.... all too soon we shall lose that reputation if we keep going down the road we r on.
Why do we not stand in the streets and demand our rights?Why do we not stand together.... stand not for our differences but for those things that hold us together as a society, such as our common humanity.
Is that not what it means to be human? To be part of this great, big, huge, global community?

As my friends know I am a huge Lord of the Rings fan and in The Two Towers, the movie, the Kind of Rohan says "what can a person do against such blind hate?" and Aragorn (hero to many!) replies, "ride out with me, meet them...".
OK so I have no horse, nor a shield, nor a sword, ok, ok, I have no weapons, no training...no heroic tendancies even.... but the idea itself is sound. If u see something wrong - fix it.
I reckon we ought to atleast try.
Now.... as to how... well, thats my next problem. Any ideas???