In front of a television in the Angolan capital, Luanda, linked via satellite to BBC World and SKY, I am sitting with a friend.
‘So, Lara, I don’t quite follow what they are saying about 42 days. Is this xenophobia?’
‘This is all about the so-called war on terror, which in part, I would agree, is about xenophobia. But the 42 days refers to the government’s desire to be able to detain a suspect for 42 days whilst the police build a case against that person.’
‘Oh… I see… But only for muslims, you mean?’
‘No. In principle, anyone could be detained for 42 days if the law is passed in the House of Lords, but even if they try to stop it, it might well be pushed through by parliament regardless.’
‘I see. So, you have a sort of dictatorship there… like here?’
‘It’s certainly becoming quite authoritarian.’
‘But Lara, authoritarian means dictatorship. Do you think British people understand that?’
‘Many don’t, I fear.’
We flick back to SKY. David Davies is shown with David Cameron in a London street I recognise.
‘Oh! Look! That’s my street in Hackney! That’s Powerscroft Road! That’s my flat! There! Look!’
‘So your politicians do the same as they do here: they visit the rundown neighbourhoods for propaganda? Like when our politicians go to the musseque. It’s the same! I’m beginning to understand your county too.’