I honestly remember thinking to myself “why are we doing this? Is it because this woman is wearing a cloth on her head?” Then it clicked — this was a BAD thing — and right then and there I died. I knew in the deepest part of my soul that what I was doing was VERY WRONG.
Is it fair to compare the rhetoric of Donald Trump with that of Adolf Hitler? I guess the first test might be whether you can tell them apart.
“Yes. A Muslim man blew me up, and I lost my leg.”
As an Islamic New Yorker the stigma attached to Islam is not only barbaric, but also extremely ignorant.
This is how things get better.
Falwell has since clarified that where he said “Muslims” he actually meant to say “terrorists.”
“These poor fucking men. They have nothing but broken shoes and a few clothes, had a third of their family fucking killed by IS, and then they get stared at by fucking Germans with looks of disgust on their faces.”
The problem is that these brainwashed young men in ISIS truly do believe that they are constantly being attacked and constantly being oppressed by America and the “Western Culture.”
“I leaned in for our first kiss. It wasn’t awkward, it wasn’t strange, it was just an amazing moment.”
The part we don’t think about.