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She Is Not Captured!

There is really no need to mull over a predicament that is clear enough: a woman of Middle East and North African origins is not only badly represented, she has been and is caught in an ideological crossfire to which she has contributed little, even if every once in a while, in the crossfire, she momentarily relishes the opportunity to claim a useful image of her own. On a good day she can be considered worthy of war waged in the name of her liberation from her fanatical brothers and father and she can also be the undeterred and unforgiving cultural bearer of resistance to Western penetration. The exoticism and seductiveness of her past can easily trade places with her angry and lamenting eyes and waitings of the present without much explanation or context. Like a chameleon she changes colors, presumably without prompting. Like an empty frame she can be the repository of anyone's imagination. Today she is mostly framed as a "Muslim" woman, with a politicized religion as the sole marker of her identity. She hangs onto it sometimes righteously,