Stories categorized “Migration”:

Murder on the borders of Europe

Published April 2010.

April 17 2010
The Guardian (edited version)
“British jobs for British workers.” It’s an easy thing to say. Gordon Brown came out with it in June 2007, just before he became Prime Minister. Since then, the easy words have been picked up and recycled by pundits and pickets and politicians from the British National Party on the [...]

Murder is easy (if you kill the right people)

Published June 2008.

The Guardian
June 2008
When finally they caught him, it was a fluke. He had parked his lorry outside a football stadium in a small town in north-eastern Spain and he was waiting for dark to throw away the body of his latest victim. By sheer chance, a technician was installing a CCTV camera on the wall [...]

Pity the poor immigrant

Published December 2007.

The Guardian, December 2007
“I don’t want my son to live the same life I have led. I don’t want my family to suffer. We are all in the same world. Some people are suffering and some people are enjoying and I don’t know the reason why.”
That was the last paragraph of a story which I [...]

Trial of the crew who murdered stowaways

Published November 1995.

The chief officer said it all. After the French police had questioned him, when finally they had persuaded him to admit to eight wretched, blood murders – to admit that he had been there personally with his pistol in his hand while the Africans were shot to death – the Ukrainian sailor cocked his chin at the cops and told them that he had done nothing wrong really. He said: “Europe will thank us for what we did.”

The murder of stowaways

Published October 1993.

Kingsley Ofosu lived in Ghana, in a town called Takoradi which is built around a natural harbour on the edge of the Gulf of Guinea. His mother worked in the street market, selling tomatoes, and his father scratched a living in a mining town called Tarkwa 50 miles inland. He had two brothers who shared a bed with him and a third who slept on a mat on the floor. His family called him by a pet name, Cudjoe.

Voices of America 1: the immigrant

Published October 1988.

The Scotsman
Autumn 1988
It is twenty one years since the night when a middle-aged Chinese man slipped quietly off his merchant ship in the sprawling harbour of New Haven, Connecticut and padded away into the darkness to become an outlaw.
Behind him in Hong Kong, the man had left his wife and five children living and sleeping [...]

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