THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

Kader and I write each other a lot.  I write Kader I’m a terrorist which is obviously a lie.  Kader writes me he’s waiting on a subway platform when the subway comes he doesn’t know whether to throw himself under it or walk into it when he gets home he sticks a knife into his own hand beats his head against the wall.  I write we’re not going to see each other again because we live in separate cities and we have no hope of attaining money. Kader writes me if he doesn’t see me soon he’ll go crazy.

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After the French murdered 45,000 Muslims, they seized and imprisoned the rest of the rebel leaders.  But the Algerian people didn’t stop being angry.  The young Algerian boys who were growing up knew smatterings of Marxist revolutionary techniques.  They didn’t care for liberal sentiment or revolutionary discussions.  They weren’t interested in groups.  They enjoyed hating.   They liked to fight.  They respected violence.

Acker/Algeria