
I was born and raised in El Bireh in Palestine. I received her BA in English Literature from Birzeit University and a PhD in English and American literature from Boston University. I taught at An Najah National University in Nablus before returning to the US to teach postcolonial literature, cultural studies, and women's studies at George Mason University. I am the author of The Factory Girl and the Seamstress: Imagining Gender and Class in Nineteenth-Century American Fiction and co-editor of Going Global: The Transnational Reception of Third World Women Writers and Etel Adnan: Critical Essays on the Arab-American Writer and Artist. My esasy "Between Complicity and Subversion: Body Politics in the Palestinian National Narrative" won the 2004 Florence Howe Award (given for best article from a feminist perspective). My essays and reviews have appeared in several publications and some have been translated into Arabic and Hebrew.
I am also the author of “Improvisations: Arab Woman Progressive Voice,” a blog about Arab women, Palestine, and cultural politics.
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11/28/2009 - 12:30 p.m. CST -- by Amal Amireh
I was scared. Sometimes, I thought you would let me go, would forget about me. It had been months since you judged me and my belly got bigger and bigger. The bigger it got the closer I came to my due date, the date of my execution. I ate almost nothing and drank little, hoping that my belly will stop growing and you will forget about me. Some hopeful mornings I was certain that I will die in childbirth, the way my mother did. She gave birth to me and rushed away, leaving me all alone with you. I was a nobody. You would forget about me. You had guns to buy and wars to fight. What do you want with a woman like me? I was scared when I heard his scream. I never heard him scream before. I only knew his whispers. When he told me how much he wanted me, how beautiful my eyes were, how he had to go now. I loved his nightly visits because after love-making he always covered me and because he wasn't one of you. His brother was, which is why you spared his life. I'm happy you did. You wanted me to watch. Your slaps forced me to open my eyes. From a distance, I kissed his blood-streaked back the way I kissed it when you didn't look. And for a moment, I forget about you. I was scared when I felt the first pains. I closed my eyes and waited for mercy. The women's voices urged me to push. I pulled it in. I knew that if it stays in me long enough you will forget about me. I held to it the way a drowning man hold on to a dead body floating by. If it stays in me it will only hear the stories I tell. But it betrayed me again. I felt it slipping from between my legs, silent. Death came and missed me. My scream reminds you that I am ready for you. I am scared when you force me to watch as you dig my standing grave. My water breaks again. How many deaths am I to give birth to? Other people are watching too. It's almost festive. It reminds me of Eid days, when as children you and I used to gather around storytellers in the marketplace. Today, I'm the her... [Read More] |
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10/20/2009 - 8:07 a.m. CST -- by Amal Amireh
According to this article by Alaa al Aswani, author of The Yacoubian Building, Chicago, andFriendly Fire, a Somali woman was arrested and publicly flogged for wearing a bra. Her charge was that wearing a bra is un-Islamic because it is an act of deception and misrepesentation. So if you hear that Somali women gathered in the public square and burned their bras, don't be surprised and don't attack them for aping western feminists, who, rumor has it, publicly burned their bras a while back to declare their independence from male standards of beauty and propriety. These bra-burning Somali women will be just following orders of men who just care too much. Why a woman wearing a bra is problematic for these male guardians of morality? I'm glad you asked. There are two scientific explanations: If a woman is wearing a Victoria Secret push-up bra, she makes her breasts more outstanding than they originally are, even from under a long, thick robe. The resulting cleavage can undermine the social cohesion of the Somali society, distract men from their guns, and result in chaos and fitna. That cannot be allowed, you would agree. If a woman wears a sports bra, one that flattens her chest and minimizes her wiggle factor when she walks or runs, she is denying her femininity and is trying to look like men. And we all know how dangerous that can be. Not only does it signal the demise of the Muslim family, but it can lead to the end of the human race as we know it. This is why Kuwait already has a law that punishes men and women who dress and walk in a gender-inappropriate way. And in Sudan Lubna al Hussein, the pant-wearing journalist, was arrested, put on trial, and fined for her role in wasting ... [Read More]
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08/19/2009 - 10:44 a.m. CST -- by Amal Amireh
Yes, gay Palestinians are too hot to handle for the Israeli gay community! They were not allowed to speak at the recent anti-homophobic demonstration that was held in Tel Aviv following the shooting of two gay youths in the city. A representative of Aswat, the Palestinian lesbian organization placed in Haifa, was denied access to the stage to speak to the crowd, so was a former Arab Kenesset member, Issam Makhoul. The response of the organizers was "we can't go so far." Why? Because the organizers are afraid that Palestinian gays will speak about the other violence: the violence of the racist Israeli state towards its Arab inhabitants, gay or straight, and the violence of the Israeli occupation that victimizes thousands that go unmourned. Also gay Palestinians may challenge the myth Israelis embrace that Israel is wonderful to Palestinian gays because it's the only democracy in the Middle East. They may tell stories of how Palestinian gays are exploited by the state to construct this myth but how little actual support and help they get. I also wonder if these kinds of gay Palestinians, the Aswat women kind, are not the gay Palestinians the Israeli establishment likes to parade around. They are gay Palestinians who speak for themselves, they are activists in their own communities, they have courage and spunk. They don't fit the role assigned to them by the Israeli state and the gay community of either being victims of their society or native informants. But ultimately gay Palestinians would ruin the anti-homophobic demonstration, which was apparently full of homophobic politicians, by injecting politics into the proceedings. Yes, this was meant to be a feel-good event which had no place for "politics." As if gay rights and anti-homophobia struggle can be apolitical! Only in Israel. (ps. ... [Read More]
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08/04/2009 - 10:25 a.m. CST -- by Amal Amireh
Oh, could this be true? Abdel Bari Atwan, the chief editor of Al Quds al Arabi newspaper, devoted his "Opinion" column today to object to the Sudanese government's decision to put Lubna al Hussain on trial for wearing pants. If convicted, she will receive up to 40 lashes. (see my post yesterday for details about the case). I welcome this stand, of course. I can't help noticing, however, that he seems more concerned about how the case is being used in the Western media to conspire against the Islamist Sudanese regime, which Atwan supports, than about the rights and dignities of Sudanese women. He also has nothing to say about Luban al Hussain's courage in standing up for herself and for other women. On the contrary, he sneakily tarnishes her by saying that the Sudanese government has allowed her to become a hero for western media. Predictably, some of his readers picked up on this slight and ran away with it. What they don't want to see is that Lubna al Hussain is no Ayaan Hirsi Ali and that her efforts to challenge injustice should be supported by us all, mainly because it is the right thing to do and secondarily so she does not become another Hirsi Ali. So I would say: Try again, Mr. Atwan. Try harder to feel more for the individual and less for the regime that oppresses her. |
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06/17/2009 - 9:14 a.m. CST -- by Amal Amireh
Ahmadinejad owes the Iranian opposition big. In fact, all Iranians,
even those who disagree with Mousavi's supporters, should be grateful
that they exist, that they are loud, and that they are pouring into the
streets of Tehran. |
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06/13/2009 - 12:09 a.m. CST -- by Amal Amireh
World leaders are talking about Muslim women again. First, it was Barak Obama, and now it's Mu'ammar Al Qadhafi. Haven't Arab
feminists been fighting for years on two fronts: to gain women's rights
in their countries and to fight against racist stereotypes that
dehumanizes both Arab women and men but showing the formers as "pieces
of furniture" or beasts of burden and the latter as their cruel masters
and oppressors? |
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06/02/2009 - 9:23 a.m. CST -- by Amal Amireh
A man falls in love with a woman. He comes from a prominent family. She
is poor. He wants to marry her anyway. But his father says no way. He
tries hard to convince his dad, but the father insists. |
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05/29/2009 - 5:33 p.m. CST -- by Amal Amireh
Gaza is getting out of control. Now that the bombs are not falling (as
much) and people have only grief, disability, illness, starvation, and
embargo to deal with, they seem to be getting out of line! |
I was born and raised in El Bireh in Palestine. I received her BA in English Literature from Birzeit University and a PhD in English and American literature from Boston University. I taught at An Najah National University in Nablus before returning to the US to teach postcolonial literature, cultural studies, and women's studies at George Mason University. I am the author of The Factory Girl and the Seamstress: Imagining Gender and Class in Nineteenth-Century American Fiction and co-editor of Going Global: The Transnational Reception of Third World Women Writers and Etel Adnan: Critical Essays on the Arab-American Writer and Artist. My esasy "Between Complicity and Subversion: Body Politics in the Palestinian National Narrative" won the 2004 Florence Howe Award (given for best article from a feminist perspective). My essays and reviews have appeared in several publications and some have been translated into Arabic and Hebrew.
I am also the author of “Improvisations: Arab Woman Progressive Voice,” a blog about Arab women, Palestine, and cultural politics.