In the summer of 2014, hundreds of Islamic State (IS) militants fanned out through the Sinjar region of northern Syria, the ancestral home of the Yazidi people, murdering many of the able-bodied men and dragging off many of the women and girls to be ‘slaves’. By the time I arrived in Sinjar five months later, almost all international reporting of events there, to the annoyance of many locals, had been reduced to nakedly voyeuristic stories about rape. A good many of the Yazidi women I met had indeed been raped, but many others had not; beyond the tabloid headlines the underlying story was one of simple political economy. By distributing Yazidi women to its supporters as booty, who could then be sold on the open market and back to their families for around $20,000 each, IS was plugging a hole in its finances, and turning local Sunni Muslims and Yazidis against each other.
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'He was not a revolutionary at all of course. He was only marginally a socialist. His tradition was rooted in the Liberal aristocracy, and his politics were entirely bounded by Parliament.'
From the archive, Paul Foot on Tony Benn's diaries.
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