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Saint-Denis: How my city became islamist
Fewzi Benhabib once fled Algeria Islamists to Saint-Denis. Today the city is unrecognizable, he writes, Islamists had conquered streets and shops: report of a stunned.
For 21 years I live in Saint-Denis. Here, a few kilometers from Paris, I have found asylum in 1994. My friend, Professor Abderrahmane Fardeheb, was assassinated on September 26 of that year in Oran in front of his daughter, whom he had accompanied to school, by Islamists. At that time I had decided to leave my country.
In Saint-Denis, this situated on the River Seine city of diversity, hospitality and tolerance, I could be at home with my family, finally free from the threats of the Islamists, who piled up in my mailbox. I was 48 years old and left a beloved radiant city where I had worked as a physicist and taught - full of pain, but convinced that I would no longer be exposed to the horrors of political Islam in France.
In recent years, the fear grabbed me again. Saint-Denis has nothing to do with the Saint-Denis at the time. And the land of human rights refuses to look. In Saint-Denis, a gap has opened up, which brings back memories, it does so on the sidewalks, in the market on Sunday. And yet many citizens refuse to recognize that here gnaws a counter-project to the democratic foundations of the pluralistic society.
Veil for a four-year old
Where, in this downright summery Sunday of November, are lightweight tops and short skirts? Wherever I look, veil, veil, veil again - simple headscarves, shawls, also cover the forehead, and great for the whole body. Recently, there in the street that bears the name of the communist resistance fighter Gabriel Péri, shops for Islamic dress. They are called Dubaï Center or Daffah - a thriving Saudi company. This is the law of supply and demand, which is bad about it?, ask the naive, to whom I can no longer count myself. My wife asks naively: "Do you have a scarf for my eight year old granddaughter who is small for her age," The shop assistant shows her models: "I've sold one to a four year old."
In between are books, they convey, together with the "Wahhabi fashion", the proselytism of an Islamist fringe group, whose ideology many keep out of weakness or ignorance, for the message of the Qur'an. This aims to hold "Muslims" in the Islamist orbit, dominate and control the community, to promote the secession from the rest of society.
In addition to the giant fast-food business Mak d'Hal, that mimics the look and McDonald's hamburgers, one hundred percent halal, the hair salon Coiffure Mixte is hardly noticeable. The owner explained to me: "Mixte is here that there is a separate room for veiled women, where they are hidden from view." This woman is like me from Oran. I say: "How did this idea come from? I have not even seen such a thing in Oran." Then the hairdresser: "You will probably not compare Oran and Saint-Denis." Here in Saint-Denis, she told me that Muslims would live their faith without compromise.
How often have I not heard that lately? Friends of mine come back in disbelief from Algerian cities like Algiers or Sétif. "In the market of Bab-El-Oued lovers hold hands!", A friend told me, as if he had seen an English speaking duck. "Women who have a drink on a cafe terrace with girlfriends, they are normal, here we would wonder about it," complains another. French people who recognize my origins from my appearance and accent, ask me: "And, you eat pork?", as that would be weird. I do not ask neighbors or colleagues whether they fast or go to the Latin Mass! Why does one lock me in a cage of religious identity? When my daughter-in-law filed for her daughter at school, she crossed to the canteens questionnaire, the child eat "everything". A few days after the start of school, a supervisor adressed her: "You know that you have by having everything ticked, agreed that your daughter eats foods that are not halal?"
My city has re-instilled in me in recent years the suspicion that I wanted to leave on the other side of the Mediterranean Sea 21 years ago. The stream of people that every Friday pours into the Rue de Boulangerie is not an ordinary gathering of believers. From the Tawhid-center that attracts so many believers that their prayer rugs temporarily brought the traffic brought to a standstill, in 2000 the preacher Tariq Ramadan launched his France-activity. This prayer room, which some consider to be a simple mosque, is the center of those who follow the political ideology of the Muslim Brotherhood.
I am in France, I go on a road that still daresto call itself Rue du Jambon, street of ham. I approach a newly opened bookstore, and despair. In the display are posters that teach children Islamic rules, such that you can not mock others, rest on the right side and make three breaks while drinking. On the book tables you see the celebrities of the political Islam, Hani and Tariq Ramadan, as well as the historical figureheads of the Muslim Brotherhood, Sayyid Qutb and Hassan al-Bana.
Music, says an imam, is for pigs
All this reminds me uncannily to the Oran of the 1990s, when the Islamist city government as a first measure closed the conservatory, forbade music and dance and condemned art as an imported sin. Was not an Imam filmed in the Brittany town of Brest a few weeks ago, when he told his small pupils, music is made for apes and pigs?
When the extreme right related organization Civitas organized a conference against the gender theory, the security service was not organized as conservative Catholics but of the bearded men of the Tawhid-center that are equally hostile towards marriage for all. How many such incidents will it take to open the eyes of the leftists of Saint-Denis?
At the Institute of Technology of Saint-Denis, a stone's throw from the hair salon Coiffure Mixte away, a student organization has called for that lecture times shall not fall into the prayer times. Because he dared to remember the values of the Republic, the Institute Director became the victim of a brutal campaign of intimidation, received threatening letters, his car was damaged, he was beaten. What do the police do? Where is the political left?
In the nineties, I saw my fellow Algerian citizens equally helpless in the face of enormous intellectual and logistic machinery of Algerian Islamists. Islamism came treading softly, with small, successive audacities, initially very keen not to scare anyone - to finally plunge into terror and barbarism.
From Fewzi Benhabib (The Press)`This article was published on Monday in the French left magazine "Marianne", two days before the anti-terrorism mission in Saint-Denis in connection with the terrorist attacks on 13 November. Translated and shortened has him Anne-Catherine Simon.