Someone murdered Juliano Mer-Khamis the day before yesterday. I only knew him very slightly, but enough to know that he was an amazing man who exuded the most incredible vitality, and it’s hard to believe that he’s dead. Some of my friends and family may not recognise his name, but may remember donating to the Freedom Theatre as wedding presents for Marc & me. I really have nothing useful to say about this right now; here is Electronic Intifada’s interview with him, published posthumously.
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