.In what was an unlucky coincidence, it was in the course of this transformative week in Barbados that England became subject to wide-spread racist confusions. After the terrible massacres of three youngs women in Southport final month, EDL members had actually hijacked the ache of those mourning in an attempt to justify intense strikes on Muslim individuals and also other cultural minorities. In Manchester where I live, a Muslim household was actually gone after by a guy along with a chainsaw A Dark guy was leapt by far-right participants in the town facility where I recurring. Coming from the safety and security of palm trees and also ideal seasides, I enjoyed online videos of political leaders struggling to bend their mealy oral cavities to point out the terms "racist" and "Islamophobia". I saw as "demonstrators" smashed and melted the incredibly home they stated they were fighting to "take back". I worried for the protection of my loved ones. I resided in Barbados, the home of my dad and also grandparents, however my actual home was in turmoil. Considering that the trip and also the riots, I've been actually reflecting about what home means to me ever since..