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Theory of Water

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By Nashwa Khan
| herizons Verified
Compelled to read this book by the water, I carried Leanne Betasamosake Simpson’s Theory of Water: Nishnaabe Maps to the Times Ahead across an ocean to Brazil. Like Simpson, water has shaped my political consciousness since childhood: droughts, floods, and the politics of access have always been my teachers. Water for myself and others forms our earliest understanding of power. Simpson names what many of us feel intuitively: water is never just water. It is relation, pedagogy, memory, and kin.
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The Gaza world order

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By Nashwa Khan
| Canadian Centre for Policy Alternatives
Gaza has long been a warning of a new world order, now it is a blueprint—a testing ground, genocide laboratory, space of exception. The smaller of the two Palestinian territories has exposed how the limits of permissible bloodshed are tested, refined, and exported into broader global practice. What has unfolded in Gaza over almost three years is a humanitarian catastrophe, a rupture that exposes the limits of the liberal international order, including Canada’s role within it.
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1996: Cheb Khaled, Sahra — SIXTYEIGHT2OHFIVE

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By Hanif Abdurraqib, Nashwa Khan
| 68to05.com
By Nashwa Lina Khan A year ago, before the pandemic, a dear friend of mine and I met to talk about our dreams of moving to New York and share delicious food; as we parted ways in the subway station he started singing Cheb Khaled’s, Aïcha. This week I reconnected with that friend to confirm it was that song and not a fever dream. He confirmed and texted back: “ecoute moi ooooo.” I went back instantly, that moment I felt magic. My heart swelled. Someone knowing this enormous yet secret part of me.
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