Last night on St Louis in the French Quarter of New Orleans two young women, Tanya and Dorise, made stunning street music that mesmerised the crowd. Tanya is black and Dorise looks Chinese. Or it may be the other way round. One plays the guitar, the other the violin. They worked together like Simon & Garfunkel or Yehudi Menuhin and Ravi Shankar. They brimmed with talent and energy. No-one within earshot passed without stopping to hear more. With the news of Iraq in my mind, I imagined what would happen if ISIS suddenly took over the French Quarter. Either Tanya or Dorise (maybe both) risked being killed, beaten or raped because of how they were born. Their music would be banned; their instruments smashed; their tip basket pocketed; and their faces, filled with expression and creativity, would be covered. Then, I tried to work out whether Saddam Hussein would have allowed Tanya and Dorise to perform and if so, what that meant — if anything?