Capitalism has no human value


In Capitalistic Economy, Material Worth Supersedes Everything Even the Value of Human Life ‪#‎Bangladesh‬


According to the news published in LA Times on 10th May, 2015, a woman in Bangladesh gave birth in a shoe factory restroom after being told she could not leave her job making shoes. The woman, Hamida Akhter, survived but her newborn child was dead on arrival at a nearby hospital. The officials in the Kaliakair Upazila, where the factory, named Apex Footwear is located, said Akhter had asked for leave as she was not feeling well, but her request was denied by her supervisor Ratan Miah. She was later found, with a newborn, in a factory restroom. (Source: LA Times, 10/05/2015)


This heartbreaking incident that occurred at a shoe factory in Bangladesh again nakedly exposed that the liberation of women or women rights are nothing but empty slogans under the capitalistic system; human rights bear no value in real life. The woman who gave birth to her child in a factory toilet was forced to work even after she complained of her discomfort. Her request was denied by her supervisor because in the capitalist economy, profit surpasses the value of humanity.

The garments workers of Bangladesh, 90% of which are women, are nothing but modern day slaves who are forced to work in an environment of continuous harassment, humiliation, exploitation and abuse due to their dire financial conditions and abject poverty. When big multinationals like Wal-Mart, JCPenny, Zara, H&M, Gap, etc. earn billions of dollars worth revenue every year by exploiting cheap labor in Bangladesh and local factory owners are busy making huge profits, these poor women routinely work to death for long hours and receive no more than $40-55 per month (less than $2 a day), which is extremely insufficient to meet their basic human needs and to feed their family. Not only that, in many cases they are forced to work in high risk environments which can even claim their life. The well-known collapse of the Rana Plaza Complex on 24th April, 2013 resulted in tragic death of over 1100 workers, most of whom were young women and girls. A survivor from Rana Plaza claimed that they were forced to work by their superiors, who threatened to withhold their monthly pay on the day of collapse even though the cracks were clearly visible on the walls. This kind of atrocious act is the direct result of the crude materialistic value where material worth supersedes everything, even the value of life.

The truth is, like any other secular democratic countries, a capitalist economy, in which money is only circulated among few wealthy capitalists, have failed to fulfill the basic needs of hundreds and thousands of these poor and helpless women and forced them to earn their own livelihood in an exploitative environment and desperate situations like advanced pregnancy. The Government of Bangladesh left them abandoned with no financial support and turned a blind eye towards their endless inhuman struggles.

We need to understand that the root cause of all the problems of these women workers lie in the exploitative nature of the capitalist economy and also the inhuman nature of capitalist values which allow huge amounts of wealth to be accumulated in the hands of a few and the mass population are deliberately left to abject poverty. This is in sharp contrast to the condition of women under the Islamic economic system, implemented by the Khilafah, where the Khilafah state will ensure all the basic needs of each and every citizen including men and women by establishing a prosperous and just economy based on fair distribution and circulation of wealth within society. Furthermore, the Khalifah will ensure the nafaqa (provision) of every woman through her male relatives or through state so that not a single woman is forced to earn her own livelihood or left alone to be exploited. Also, the Khilafah will ensure, establish and protect all the financial, legal and economic rights of Muslim women given by Allah (swt) including nafaqa (provision), mahr (dowry given by husband), inheritance etc. The judicial records under the Uthmani Khilafah showed us the level of economic prosperity enjoyed by Muslim women under the Shariah, which allowed them to do numerous charity works like: establishing schools, colleges, Masjids, soup-kitchens, hospitals, etc. Lastly, unlike destructive and crude values like materialism and consumerism, Khilafah will nurture taqwa (fear of Allah) among her citizens, which will be the primary barrier of all kinds of exploitation and enslavement of men and women in greater society.

((فَإِمَّا يَأْتِيَنَّكُم مِّنِّي هُدًى فَمَنِ اتَّبَعَ هُدَايَ فَلَا يَضِلُّ وَلَا يَشْقَى * وَمَنْ أَعْرَضَ عَن ذِكْرِي فَإِنَّ لَهُ مَعِيشَةً ضَنكًا وَنَحْشُرُهُ يَوْمَ الْقِيَامَةِ أَعْمَى))

“Whoever follows My Guidance shall neither go astray, nor fall into distress and misery. But whoever turns away from My Reminder (That is, neither believes in the Qur’an nor acts on its orders) verily, for him is a life of hardship, and We shall raise him up blind on the Day of Resurrection.” [TMQ Ta-Ha: 123-124]

Written for the Central Media Office of
Hizb ut Tahrir by

Fehmida binte Wadud

27 Rajab 1436


Things I do with my Hijab that you never even considered.


Unveiled Thought

Yes, yes, wearing a hijab is all about piety and important things (you can read all about that here).

But no one really talks about the real benefits of wearing a hijab. Here are a couple:

1. No bad hair days. Ever. No seriously, ever. 

Oh, dah-ling. Should've put a hijab on that. Oh, dah-ling. Should’ve put a hijab on that.

Now granted, this one is probably the most obvious one – I just didn’t want to blow your mind too soon. Let me gently ease you into this other world of hijab-wearing-ness.

You know what it’s like. You wake up late. You need to get to work. You need to do something with your hair. You need to look professional. You don’t know if you want your hair in a bun again.

Actually, you don’t. You slip on a pretty coloured cap, wrap a lavish scarf around your face and suddenly you’re presentable. No…

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“My Hijab” – Vanessa McGreevy (Boston, USA)



My Hijab is my crown.
I am a queen, and like a queen I don’t shake hands with strange men.
My Hijab.
My Hijab is peace.
This piece of cloth that covers my body.
Is serenity.
A sign of submission.
They say it’s a sign of submission to my husband.
I say: No.
Submission to Someone much more important.
Lord of the Worlds.
My Hijab.
My Hijab is a reminder.
A reminder to myself to behave in the manner I am supposed to:
With integrity.
My Hijab.
My Hijab may serve as a reminder to other people of how to treat me:
I am not an ornament for your eyes.
My beauty will not be cheapened by using pieces of my body to sell your:
Body wash
Cars or
Power tools.
I will not be used in some misogynists’ music video.
No. You may not have my number.
All that man covets is hard to reach;
Gold and Jewels must be mined.
Oil must be drilled.
Pearls lie
In shells
At the bottom of the sea.
Why is my body any different?
My Hijab, believe it or not, has nothing to do with you:
Your laws to ban it.
Your opinion that I’m oppressed.
Your view on my style of expression or belief system.
Your hateful heart and your hands that rip it from my head.
Your not in charge of my fate
My destiny.
My. Maker. Is.
My Hijab is my Piety.
My non con formation to mainstream.
I will NOT let YOU make me AFRAID.
This is who
Before you made it something for people to fear.
And attached words like “Terrorist” to it.
Before you attempt to
Try to make me
Take it off,
or Assimilate.
My Hijab:
Get used to it. It’s not going away.
My Hijab is happiness:
I am here.
I am empowered.
My Hijab is a liberation.
The Flag in the Muslimah Liberation.
The first movement of ‘feminism’; started by the Prophet Muhammad.
May Peace and Blessings be Upon Him.
I declare these streets
Any streets
My Hijab’s country.
My Hijab’s Universe.
We are free and answer to God Alone.
But mainly
My Hijab and everything under it Is mine.
My God Given Right.
My Freedom.
My Protection.
My Liberation.
My Dedication to My Maker and
No One Else.