.In what was a regrettable coincidence, it was actually throughout this transformative full week in Barbados that England became subject to prevalent racist troubles. After the awful murders of three youngs women in Southport last month, EDL members had hijacked the ache of those grieving in a try to warrant violent attacks on Muslim people as well as other cultural minorities. In Manchester where I reside, a Muslim household was actually chased after by a man along with a power saw A Dark man was actually jumped by far-right members in the community facility where I constant. From the security of hand trees as well as picturesque beaches, I checked out video clips of political leaders straining to bend their mealy oral cavities to point out the terms "racist" and "Islamophobia". I saw as "demonstrators" shattered as well as gotten rid of the very home they mentioned they were fighting to "reclaim". I fretted for the protection of my family. I was in Barbados, the home of my dad and also grandparents, but my genuine home remained in disorder. Considering that the travel and also the riots, I've been reflecting about what home implies to me since..