#IllRideWithYou and Other Kinds of Great Allyship

In the 4 weeks after 9/11 I wore a headscarf to school. I was 12. I did it because I had heard on the news Muslim women were being shot at for wearing visible symbols of their faith. I thought it was the most unfeminist thing I could think of to attack women for what they […]

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In search of an Iftar

Last night I wanted to celebrate Iftar. It was the first night of Ramadan in Washington, D.C. (though the second in Virginia, where I sleep), and I’d never had the privilege of being in a Muslim-majority nation during that holy month of food and family, daytime fasting and nighttime feasting. With a number of Muslim coworkers and […]

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Sadness for a heaven-bound cat and a recipe for feeling better

A certain cat of my long and loving acquaintance passed away today. He was named Rudolph Valentino after the great black-and-white movie star because he was: Grey with black eyelids, A very pretty fellow, Quite stupid. He was also known as Tino to family, “the pretty one” to artistic friends and “piddle kitty” to one […]

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