Blog posts about my experiences at Qatar Academy, before, during, and after my twelve-day incarceration in a Doha jail in May 2013 for allegedly insulting Islam.
Why did my employer -- Qatar Academy -- and its administrators appear to have dropped me like a hot brick on May 1 when I was holed up at the police station? Would they have done anything differently had I been a European or North American or from another native English-speaking region of the world?
This really isn't anything to do with you or is it about you...really! This has to do with and is about me in it's entirety. However, don't worry, I am not "breaking up" with you!
When you have suffered gravely, you view and live life a certain way.
Far from making others suffer or wishing suffering on others, for instance, you don't even wish suffering on those you hold responsible for your own suffering. Knowing what it was like, you want to do everything you can to alleviate the sufferings of others instead.
The final hour in Doha, Qatar on May 13, 2013, I was at Doha Airport, headed to my flight taking me home. So that I didn't feel all alone, which I was, I texted my friends in Doha, providing them updates on my progress toward the flight.
A piece published in Kantipur, a Nepalese paper, written by Hom Karki, a journalist I talked to the day after my release from prison in May 2013.
Did Qatar Academy know that the parent, who filed formal complaints against me at the school and got me fired, would also be filing felony charges with the authorities and would have me jailed?