Critical Analysis on Healing, Liberation, and Decolonial Islamic Social Justice
Aww, a Muslim posting an anti-Arab dog-whistle in support of Sudan — otherwise known as colonial hasbara — without naming the actual perpetrators (UAE or RSF)? 💔🥺 Sad, oh no, whatever will you do 💔🥺
It’s not okay.
I don’t excuse Arab supremacy either (f*ck you, Saudi royal), and it doesn’t mean we should leave our critical literacy behind or engage without an ounce of political awareness in our wording.
When ideas are crushed and dissenters are criminalised or even pathologised, the harm doesn’t stay abstract. Violence isn’t always soaked in blood.
Humanitarian aid is sold as neutral and benevolent. On the ground, it is an outpost of empire. It registers, sorts, and disciplines the people it claims to save, and leaves untouched what wrecked them. In Palestine, it normalises occupation and freezes life in permanent limbo. In Sudan, it retreated and left devastation behind. In Congo, it manages displacement while extraction rolls on. States have even captured zakat and turned it into prestige and bureaucracy. Still, communities feed each other. Palestinian crowdfunding, Sudan's Emergency Response Rooms, and Team Congo RDC bypass the gatekeepers and put resources in people's hands, with no donor hierarchy. Share this work, and strengthen the mutual aid ecosystem.
Comrades, I want to be transparent about a change in how my Patreon tiers are set up. When I first opened this space, I experimented with promises like podcast access and groups that no longer reflect my work. My focus has sharpened: I am both a writer and an advocate, producing essays, critical analysis, and survival frameworks rooted in my politics. Everything I publish here goes first to patrons, then later for free on wrzky.com. Alongside that, I run two connected projects: Knowledge Hub (wrzky.com): essays, long-form analysis, and critical resources in English and Indonesian. Mutual Aid Hub (mutualaid.wrzky.com): an…
A birthday reflection on trauma, faith, and healing—things I wish someone told me so I didn’t spend millions of rupiah on meds and therapy.
