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Beautiful Words By Khashoggi's Daughters

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This article is absolutely beautiful. Jamal Khashoggi’s daughters show a side to their father that hasn’t yet been spoken of. Illustration by Razan Jamal Khashoggi  (taken from The Washington Post ) Sometimes it’s so easy to forget that the murder of a journalist – or indeed, of any individual – has an impact on their loved ones that nobody can even begin to imagine. Their loved ones loved and knew the person as a human being with all of their idiosyncrasies, and knew their character as nobody else could have. Jamal Khashoggi was a ‘loving man with a big heart’. He loved history and teaching his daughters about it during their travels. He adored books, ‘fully absorbing every opinion’. Khashoggi’s daughters show that their father was not simply a journalist, but a human being who happened to be a journalist, as all true journalists are. An article like this keeps the memory of a murdered journalist alive because it fights the dehumanisation tactics used by their killer

A Little Welcome & Introduction

Dear reader, Firstly, I would like to thank you for stopping by. This blog is a project for university, but I hope that it will provide you with food for thought, too. I will be writing my thoughts on politics in general, though my main focus will be press freedom and free speech , which I feel need to be discussed more. I’ve named this blog after my aunt Daphne Caruana Galizia’s first newspaper column , wh ich focused on current affairs and politics. Th at was long before she started her blog and began some of her most prominent investigative work. Daphne was assassinated in Malta by a bomb placed in her car on 16th October 2017. The mastermind is as yet unknown. She is still vilified, in attempt at discrediting her stories, as she was all throughout her thirty years of writing. She never gave in, despite the constant harassment and intimidation by the government, the Opposition and others, and fought courageously up until the moment she was killed. This blog is n