On 13 July 1998 I went to sleep as myself and woke up as Zinedine Zidane. It was the day after the victory of the French national football team. And yet, I am not a football player. On 21 March 2012 I went to bed as myself and woke up as Mohamed Merah. And yet...

How to explain to you white people who have no other choice? I am at a crossroads and the wind is pushing me towards my people. I must be in solidarity with men. How do I explain this to white women? And to feminists in particular? The women who fought for the recognition that separation...