Explaining the problem of radicalization as a result of discrimination is a total disrespect to the victims of these attacks and to the millions of people who have been affected by racist and discriminatory policies throughout their lifetime and are good-hearted, non-violent, responsible hard-working contributing members of society.
Being privileged is tough. My equally liberated friends and I are constantly expected to like, be respectful towards minorities or something. So to help with this massively inconvenient task, I've written up three everyday ways you can challenge prejudice and work towards equality. (Don't worry, it doesn't involve making punny placards and marching to Number 10).
Could it be, with the Armed Forces actively distancing themselves from nationalist propaganda, parody pages like Britain Furst lampooning such fear-mongering, and artists like Waldhauer drawing attention to the omnipresence of racist content, that that the days of casual xenophobia on Facebook may finally be numbered?
I don't think women are being roused to stand up against oppression at all. The film ends by saying, well look what a good place we are in now compared to countries like Saudi Arabia, look how far we've come. Thank God those women did what they did so we could have the vote today. This is not good enough.
Earlier this week, E4 broadcast an interesting programme called "How to Live the Chelsea Life," about an exclusive, high-end house sharing company, which prides itself on only renting to aspirational, young, sociable people. And by interesting, I mean it made me want to pour sulphuric acid directly into my retinas.
I'm extremely proud of my mixed heritage, and everything both it, and I, stand for. It's taken me a good few years of diversions and confusion to get to this point. But I'm here and I'm proud. I would happily talk about my history and my family until the cows come home, and then when they've bedded down, too. But that isn't what the cashier is asking for.