I woke up to the horrible news that the referendum has ended in Britain voting to leave. I’m distraught because this is the beginning of the end. The far-right party UKIP’s leader,Nigel Farage who originally called the referendum in 2013, was elated over Brits ‘having won back their country.’ That statement alone is quite revealing. The aftershocks of this are akin to the 2008 financial crisis.
Aside from the fact that the pound plunged in what is being described as the worst one-day fall in its HISTORY antd massive opening losses of European share markets, there’s the existential crisis of the West as we know it.
Scotland voted 62% in favour to remain in the EU so it’s likely that they’ll demand a new referendum to leave the United Kingdom. Northern Ireland jumped on the opportunity to revive talks of leaving the UK.
But perhaps the most telling sign of the triumph of evil is the fact that calls for leaving the EU by xenophobic and anti-immigration groups is reverberating throughout the continent. The Trumps and Ted Cruzs of France and the Netherlands are jumping on the bandwagon, calling for a ‘reclamation’ of their countries.
This all stems from hatred of the less privileged. From arrogance of monstrous proportions. Best believe that the influx of refugees was a test from Allaah – would they be grateful of their financial privilege and stability? Would they redeem their privilege by helping their fellow humans? Or will they scoff, thinking they are self-made?
وَضَرَبَ اللَّهُ مَثَلًا قَرْيَةً كَانَتْ آمِنَةً مُّطْمَئِنَّةً يَأْتِيهَا رِزْقُهَا رَغَدًا مِّن كُلِّ مَكَانٍ فَكَفَرَتْ بِأَنْعُمِ اللَّهِ فَأَذَاقَهَا اللَّهُ لِبَاسَ الْجُوعِ وَالْخَوْفِ بِمَا كَانُوا يَصْنَعُونَ
“And Allaah puts forward the example of a Township , that dwelt secure and well content; its provision coming to it in abundance from every place, but it (its people) denied the Favours of Allaah (with ungratefulness). So Allaah made it taste the extreme of hunger (famine) and fear, because of that which they used to do. (An-Nahl 16:112)
The world is cyclical; imbalance will be placed under the pressure of external forces. Any growth eventually culminates in death; how many a powerful empires are nothing but pages in the history books? And aside from the yin and yang of this world, is not the microcosm of an individual’s life of birth, youthfulness, and old age, followed by death an illustration of how all things in nature are transitory?
Perhaps we shouldn’t identify with the highs or be gutted by the lows, but pay more attention to the constant in this world and our lives. To me, it’s stillness, silence. Like the silence of a foetus in its mother’s womb, like the stillness of a dead person in their grave.
Pardon my morbidity, it’s just that today is a somber day for humanity when fear and hatred triumphed, when the good people have been defeated.
As for me, I’ll save up for a few years, buy a huge land somewhere in Somalia and fulfill my teenage dreams on the back of my first visit to the motherland ; build a spacious house, a farm, hook it all up with solar panels, and connect to satellite Internet ( the Internet is my lifeline).
I’ll settle down, maybe even birth my kids in Somalia so that they can have the bragging rights that I don’t, being born in the land of their grandparents.
I’d write books in the morning, record podcasts in the afternoon, and go to sleep with my love. And for the first time in my life, I’d be lulled into a deep and restful sleep by the comfort of knowing that I belonged, that I was wanted here.