Yesterday, a group of fifteen Muslim Americans met with President Obama at the White House to discuss a number of issues - among them, the rise of anti-Muslim bigotry in America.
It does not help student athletes participate in sports, or protect women from being attacked or their unborn babies killed, in fact, it does not mobilize anyone at all in any meaningful way.
I have been the white, Christian, woman wanting to understand and I am still the white woman, Muslim, now better educated about the diversity in the world and the Muslim community I am now a part of.
Girls are cool too, but Bratz dolls and shimmery lip-gloss are not in your agenda right now.
We've seen this in “social experiments” done by non-Muslim white women who put hijab on for a day and commodify their experience by writing about it, and it suddenly shocks everyone.
What would you do if you lost your shoes to the mosque's black hole?
The khateeb assigned women the care-taking role, and embarrassed and judged them when they were trying to connect with God.
I am someone who enjoys fashion. I enjoy clothing and the way one can create their own personal branding and identity through a piece of a clothing.
What? I know, totally shocking, but think about it.
Basically, the moral of the story is this: women don’t want to get catcalled? Don’t wait for anything. Cross the street when the light is red.
Five tries to get the right stereotype going, world.
Heaven forbid one of us dances.