The Footballing World According to the FAA

Football Against Apartheid, a disparately put together group of activists, currently campaigning to raise awareness of the Hapoel Be’er Sheva visits to Southampton in the Europa League. Mehmet Hassan discovers an entire movement opposing Israel’s inclusion into the European and world footballing federations.

Two hours before kick-off, the crowds were increasingly pulsating out of Arsenal tube station, a herd flowing in a single direction, past moored ticket touts, fundraisers rattling charity collection boxes, and Football Against Apartheid members, arms at full stretch, distributing leaflets, hoping their cause is noticed. As the clock ticked closer to kick off, the crowd were ever more moving in unison with one goal in mind; it seemed slim pickings for all. John Tymon, wearing a classic yellow Arsenal away shirt was leading the FAA cause.  

Tymon’s facial expressions are languid and impassive, yet his deep blue eyes stare fixedly, unblinking through his dialogue. “[Israel] should never have been in European football in the first place. You know they are still expelled from the Asian Football Confederation? They were expelled in 1974. Without consulting fans or talking to anybody they welcomed them into UEFA. And now they are going to be on our pitches. All of the football authorities are saying they are against racism, and yet the worst purveyor of racism is apartheid.” Tymon’s involvement in such campaigns stretches back to the days of South African apartheid. Using football to spread the message, he campaigned for South Africa’s removal from FIFA. South Africa were ejected in 1976.

In 2011, Tymon broke away from a group of antiapartheid campaigners to form Gooners Against Apartheid. Tymon would travel to football matches with his “Arsenal Against Apartheid” banner hoping fans would take notice. He eventually made more banners with names of top tier clubs to expand to form the FAA. The South African model is what Tymon and similar campaigners are using to challenge Israel’s inclusion in FIFA and UEFA.

It is hard to find a more controversial global issue to tackle than the Israel-Palestinian conflict. Countless lives have been lost, blood spilt on both sides, its explosive conflicts never far from igniting the touch paper that separates these disputed territories. Since the occupation of Palestinian territories, such as the West Bank, the charge of apartheid, racism and human rights violations have overshadowed Israel. 

The United Nations Security Council have since 1979 deemed these territories — gained unlawfully after the 1967 six day war — an illegal occupation. Wilfred Lemke, UN Special Advisor for Sport, reiterated this declaration: “The United Nations security council has determined that Israeli settlements in occupied territory have no legal validity, as they are in breach of international law, and that such practices are an obstruction to achieving a comprehensive, just and lasting peace in the Middle East.”

These are problematic issues for FIFA. The international governing body for football espouses an apolitical culture within all tiers of the game, stating player's equipment must be devoid of political or religious slogans. Consequently, many Premier League clubs refused to comment on the Israel-Palestine issue that the FAA are campaigning about on a weekly basis. An exasperated spokesperson from Arsenal FC, who wished to remain anonymous, tried to distance the club from such causes, stated, “It’s really difficult. They're not affiliated to us, they're not partners, they're not condoned by us. We have got an Arsenal For Everyone policy, which ensures everybody connected to this football club, as far as religion, sexual orientation, sex, ability; we strive to make everybody feel like they belong here.” 

Removing politics from the debate seems highly implausible given the conflicting interests of the Israeli Football Association (IFA) and Palestinian Football Association (PFA). Both are recognised by FIFA, and both have differing views on the legitimacy of football within the occupied territories. Geoff Lee, of Red Card Israeli Football and a contemporary of Tymon, stated, “FIFA do not want politics to mess up football, but unfortunately [FIFA] recognise the borders of states, and [FIFA] have rules which reflect that, and when you have people who challenge the borders of states — you're taking politics. But really, we are talking about human rights, not politics — politics is secondary.”

The fundamental nature of these disputes returns to the legality of the occupation of the disputed territories. The charge of human rights violation are not thrown into the mix lightly. The Human Rights Watch have reiterated the various arguments against the legality of Israeli occupation, such the movement of the Israeli civilian population to the occupied territories. This is particularly relevant to football. The PFA argues that settlement teams from the occupied territories are contravening FIFA rules and this is perhaps the most legitimate case that involves all parties — the two football associations, FIFA and the UN.

The Human Rights Watch continue, highlighting segregation as another such violation, siting the separation of junior teams into Arab and Israeli leagues. The restriction of movement of Palestinian footballers within these disputed settlements, and beyond for international tournaments, is yet another. The Zionist Federation of Great Britain and Ireland (ZFUK) refused to be drawn on the legality of settlement teams, they did comment on the restriction of movement. “We would like a situation where everyone can move as freely as possible. The restriction on Palestinian sports people is indicative of a wider issue, which is restriction of general Palestinian freedom of movement — that’s an unfortunate situation. It is a military conflict between two peoples and restrictions are based on security judgements.” 

The burden of action returns to FIFA. Many initiatives state the responsibility lies with FIFA and UEFA to take action against Israel’s inclusion into the international governing bodies. Under rules set out by FIFA, member associations are not permitted to play in another member's territory without permission. This is explicitly the issue with Israeli settlement teams who play without PFA permission. “We come down to the crucial thing, do you accept that the West Bank is Palestinian territory or not, and of course the Israelis don’t,” Lee continues, “You’ve got to decide where the borders of Israel are. I think most people will agree with the United Nations that it's the [pre-1967] armistice line.”

The charge of apartheid was put to the ZFUK. They dismiss these claims as grandiose, and quote the inclusion of Israeli-Arabs within many IFA teams — such as Be’er Sheva — as evidence of equality and tolerance. Ben Jamal, of the Palestinian Support Campaign, states deeper and more specific issues of racism occur within Israeli footbll. “There are significant concerns about a club like Beitar Jerusalem — regular chats of ‘Death to Arabs’.” The Zionist Federation condemned such behaviour and restated the efforts of the IFA to punish Beitar Jerusalem for its racist fan base; however, critics of the IFA believe this has been ineffective in addressing such behaviour. 

The recently elected FIFA president Gianni Infantino, has stated that resolving this issue is one of his a top-priorities. Infantino has appointed Tokyo Sexwale, former antiapartheid activist and FIFA official, tasked with leading a monitoring committee to report on the issue. Due out in October, that report has been put back to 2017. Owing to the publishing delays, many, including Jamal, remain skeptical about the final content of the Sexwale report, “There are fundamental issues of concern, the one that is at the core of the investigation by FIFA, which unfortunately keeps being kicked into the grass because we believe there is extensive pressure from Israel and allies.”

Due sooner is the arrival of Be’er Shiva for the Europa League group match. The FAA members are keen to maintain its activism in all forms, from demonstrating weekly outside football stadiums, to releasing videos of their members, who are more reliant on rhetoric than the facts of the story. Carol Foster, a diminutive, bespectacled Jewish woman, pondered outside Arsenal tube station, “Its rather ironic that Israel is burning because burning is a sort of metaphor for cleansing.” Referring to the wildfires that have raged across Israel, “Maybe these fires will make them act in a more pure, more honourable way,” she added.

The FAA are resolute about demonstrate against Be’er Sheva’s visit to Southampton by displaying banners with antiapartheid and anti-Israeli occupation slogans. This is despite Be’er Sheva having Israeli-Arab footballers present within its team and crucially not being based within the occupied territories. Tymon, with his undulating manner of speech, explained, “Southampton have got an apartheid team coming, so we are trying to mobilise for that to let them know what the score really is. We have got nothing against Southampton. They've been instructed by UEFA, under the pain of punishment, you know, if they don't play — they have to play them, you know?”

Mark Twain famously stated, “Never let the truth get in the way of a good story.” The story of the microcosm of the Israeli-Palestinian footballing conflict will rage on much like the wider national and international issues, and as it edges closer to resolution, the inner complexities reveal ever present tensions on both sides. A ZFUK spokesperson wishing to remain unnamed, added, “The problem with the Israeli-Palestinian conflict is like picking on a thread, and suddenly everything starts unravelling and you are down the rabbit hole.”


Clifford Farrell

Life presents hurdles more frequently to some than others. Clifford Farrell has overcome more than his fair share. In his 53 years he has witnessed half of his island obliterated by the Soufrière Hills volcanic eruptions, performed heroic acts, and experienced immeasurable tragedy. Mehmet Hassan discovers Farrell’s thirst for life, which remains irrepressible, punctuating his dark experiences with moments of joy. 

I arrive panting and out of breath, a little behind time, but I am greeted with a smile. Clifford Farrell has one of those smiles that slowly flexes to a beam, and with his broad Caribbean accent asks, “You don't mind parking here while I run this order?” Sitting waiting within the lime green walls of the Paradise Passion cafe, stalls and shops closing all around the Nags Head Market, I am surrounded by photos of his family and friends. High above sits a pencil sketch that proudly displays the man gloriously, a muscular body built up over time and story.

An effervescent skinny boy growing up in idyllic surroundings, he describes Montserrat rhythmically as paradise, “It was luscious, green, mountains, valleys, waterfalls and hills; it was such a beautiful place culturally; as youth growing up, it was so healthy for us. Because Montserrat was small, everybody knows everybody, and that’s one of the things that keep you healthy.” During his formative years, Clifford ran everywhere. Zipping around the island, he became an athlete aged 16. Clifford's stamina for pushing himself surfaced, and he eventually started winning national events, explaining, “When I do something in my life, I always want to do it good, I want to win. I always like winning.” 

His energy and resourcefulness was not overlooked. Despite having no formal education, official procedures were circumvented to recruit him to the fire service, “I was one of the best firefighters they ever had, one of the best drivers, best at extinguishing a fire, and best that could do a rescue.” His delivery is framed within fact, lacking bravado or arrogance. Underpinned by his caring nature and fitness, this new role suited Clifford brilliantly and in time would prove invaluable to Montserrat.

The Soufrière Hills volcano lay dormant for over a century, but became active in 1995, “The mountain top just blew off. I was the only firefighter in my village. When there was this eruption, with pyroclastic flow flying up in the air, then we had to get the people out. We were lucky. It was all down to me to help these people out.”

As the days flowed from one to the next, eruptions followed eruptions and darkness engulfed the island; the creeping severity could not be overlooked. The speed of the destruction exposed the island’s vulnerability. Remarkably, Clifford was brought to the UK for advanced search and rescue training, returning to lead a team tasked with removing people resolved to remain in their homes.

Operations were performed in near darkness. Clifford demonstrates to me how he would shuffle and feel his way through the villages, inching his way slowly, sensations hampered by heavily armoured boots. Horrifying scenes of death and destruction confronted Clifford and his team. People he knew. Lives tragically halted. “We went out to look for survivors, but all we get is bodies, bodies, things like these.” He shows me a pile of photos he keeps in a drawer. I spot a picture of twin sisters burnt rigid, contorted beyond recognition like petrified wood. Confronted with these horrifying images, I find it difficult to accept these are people, such is their resemblance to fallen statues.

The third day they flew out on helicopter, hovering over areas still baking from the pyroclastic flow — heat rising to burn the sky — making it near impossible to reach ground level. “We searched and found one man, he was alive, he was trapped, trapped between the debris and flow.” I can sense the adrenaline of that day returning as his speech quickens. “We know everybody, and everybody knows everybody, and I know that man, and me not gonna go back to base without that man. We need to get him. They said, ‘Cliff, it’s dangerous we can’t reach to get him.’ I’ll risk my life, I’ll volunteer to go get him. So they winched me down, I had on a heat resistant suit. I could bypass the heat. I could feel the heat, but wouldn't burn.

“I noticed he was crawling for safety, he had no legs,” gesturing to his calves, “all this burnt off.” Clifford shows me the photos of the elderly man strapped to his body, winched and flown to safety.

Within days he was standing elated in front of the Queen, receiving an OBE for outstanding bravery. By then half of the island was obliterated and deemed uninhabitable. The luscious beauty of the greenery was replaced with a grey lifeless skeleton. Clifford’s village was also destroyed by the great sulphur outlet. Large numbers were forced to emigrate, reducing the population to a third. Clifford and his family relocated to London.

Yet tragedy would return in the most personal and devastating manner. At the age of 18 months, his beloved daughter died after choking. Clifford began to withdraw, doubting his outlook on life, “Losing a daughter like that it’s going to kill you. Kill a lot of cells of my happiness in my body. That was the only thing that catch me. It did so for about a year, until I decided to get back up.” That’s where singing reggae music became a strong part of his life, and he began touring with local bands. A spiritual recovery ensued, and in 2006, he successfully progressed to the latter stages of The X Factor, but withdrew to care for his elderly mother. 

“Life is harder now, but you can get it back. In a spiritual way, you might not get back the same things, but you can build onto that and move on.” 

The elements in Clifford’s life are all here on the surface and readily available for all who care to ask. He professes to a hard life, yet the overriding image I have is that Clifford has refused to be beaten down by life. Rising time and again despite adversity, striving to achieve greatness, whatever form that may take. Music and his physicality are major themes in Clifford’s life, not a single aspect hidden away, and like the photos that bear witness to his life, instantly accessible.


Richard Serra, Gagosian 2016

Richard Serra

NJ-2, Rounds: Equal Weight, Unequal Measure, Rotate

01 October, 2016 - 25 February, 2017

Gagosian, Britannia Street, London WC1X 9JD

 

Winding, bending slabs are interlaced to guide you through the vast structure of NJ-2. The opening to this labyrinthine trail guides you into its darkness, initially it scares you inside, with only the slither of illumination above flickering to usher you through the blackness. It invites dread as you enter the deep enveloping shadows, and as the sheets bend outwards, the narrow pathway broadens to reveal you to the light and air. A double loop of steel sheets forms two paths that run parallel and yet appear divergent. The voices and footsteps of fellow Gagosian gallery goers are never truly locatable. Eeriness abounds. We feel compelled to dismiss this unease by distant thoughts of idyllic garden mazes, but the unease is difficult to shake off, as thoughts of the Minotaur abound.  

Richard Serra’s latest solo exhibition is currently showing at the Gagosian. I can stare at Serra’s oversized installations for hours. They inspire awe and remind me of my perishable form; their corrosion a snails pace compared to mine. These structures will outlive me by quite a distance. Yes, they too show signs of decay, but their immortality is absolute; first, as a piece of art, second, by their fundamental nature. They have been shaped by industrial hands, and will continue to exist in their steely form beyond our conception of time. Yet their immortality comes at a cost: I am sentient. 

Entering the brilliant white enclave that is the Gagosian, one is immediately struct by the stillness and silence of the gallery, which contradicts the processes involved in the inception and installation of these conceptual pieces. Industrial in look, these works are erected with industrial might, their sheer physicality contrasts with the gallery’s calmness. Serra's work can dominate their surroundings. The gallery space here rises up to the challenge of presenting these monolithic forms, the cool design housing the three installations boldly in three separate rooms. 

The San Francisco born minimalist artist’s material of choice is steel, a medium that is visually challenging; and yet has an undeniable aesthetic. Moving closer to the metal, one can see the grain of the material, which varies from sheet-to-sheet and from block-to-block. The rust is for real. The matt brown oxide layer of NJ-2 vividly devoid of shine, absorbs the light, and steals the brilliance of the room.

Rooms two and three accommodate two spherical and two cuboid objects, both are massive and once more I am dwarfed in comparison. I feel challenged by such dimensions, their mass compels me forward, but their sheer size and weight stir visceral, repellent emotions. If the emotions of NJ-2 foster eerie unease, the feelings Rounds and Rotate inspire are that of brute force. Lacking the patina of rust of NJ-2, the material looks and feels more raw too. The steel is rough with knocks, scratches and pockmarks that blister up as burnt umber coloured scars. These are tough, immovable structures.

The spherical forms of Rounds: Equal Weight, Unequal Measure are displayed within oblique walls that draw the viewer towards them, their pull whipping you around and back again. Such is their size and shape, they remain resolutely stationary, appear fixed to the ground, perhaps even penetrating the foundation of the building. The cuboid structures of Rotate demands different considerations. It requests attention to its symmetry. Placed in a rectangular room, the length of both sit perpendicularly and demands the eye along the room. With their inherent desire for symmetry, these massive forms are the least challenging to my senses. They have a brutal beauty, which works in harmony with one another and with this space.

Installations of this magnitude command a suitable gallery space, and often play a role in the exhibition's success. Shutting out the bustle of Kings Cross, the white stillness of the Gagosian wonderfully houses the latest works by Richard Serra, and allow a serene contrast to the storm of emotions these bleak installations summon. Richard Serra of course does not buy into any of these sensual descriptions, insisting the sculptures are what they are, weatherproof steel shaped into enormous structures. Yet that they evoke such strong emotions cannot be ignored. Steel is ubiquitous in our modern world. It gloriously shapes and defines our power, and yet like the very best of modernism, Serra’s work offers reflection to our deepest insecurities.


Kick it into the River

Scientists behind pioneering HIV research are asking for caution, stating it would be premature to call recent clinical trial a cure despite widespread misreporting from the national press earlier this month.

The RIVER clinical trial, testing the ‘kick and kill’ hypothesis, is still in its early stages, but has shown early signs of promise as a cure for HIV. 

Sarah Fidler, Professor of HIV and Communicable Diseases at Imperial College London and Chief Investigator for the RIVER study stated: “This first participant has now completed the intervention and we have found it to be safe, and well tolerated.”

Crucially, she explained: “Only when all 50 study participants have completed the whole study, by 2018, will we be able to tell if there has been an effect on curing HIV.”

An HIV patient wishing to remain anonymous made his frustrations known: “A 'cure' is likely to be many years off. I have a slightly skeptical view of the 'kick and kill' strategies. I tend to be pessimistic that the RIVER study will bear any significant fruit — would love to be proved wrongthough!”

Steve Worrall, from the charity Positive East, echoed these sentiments, adding this type of news is received skeptically.

He explained: “People are used to this form of news story. The ripple of initial excitement probably affects the general public more than the HIV field. Mainstream media had a headline grabbing good news story.”

The CHERUB collaboration, which brings together major UK research centres seeking a cure for HIV, tweeted their frustration, singling out The Daily Telegraph newspaper, who have since issued a correction to their article. 

The trial is testing the ‘kick and kill’ method of treatment, which awakens dormant HIV virus’ for the patient’s own immune system to clear; however, patents are still taking antiretroviral therapy, the mainstay of HIV treatment.

Sarah Radcliffe, senior spokesperson for the National AIDS Trust, put the study into perspective: “A cure for HIV would clearly be life-changing for those who currently need to take medication daily for the rest of their lives. Each new study brings us closer to cure, but we are still far from this being a reality.”