On September 11th, 2001, before the Patriot Act was signed, before Congress turned over the power of war declaration to the Executive office, before Snowden and Manning were imprisoned for speaking the truth, before we began bombing the wrong country and hate crimes against Muslims in America soared, I wrote a poem.
There is no psychological profile of today's terrorist. They are not crazy, they are often well-educated and many are relatively well off. They are motivated, like many young people, by a sense of belonging, a desire for an exciting and meaningful life, and devotion to a higher cause.
For everyone that boldly states we must not give in to terrorists by living in fear, I agree. For every person that continues to move about in locations that draw crowds seeking leisure, companionship, and community with intent to stretch their middle finger in defiance to terror I applaud.
Hillary Clinton just had the best week of her campaign yet. Not only did she shine at the Benghazi hearing yesterday, three of her Democratic opponents dropped out of the presidential nomination race.
In the last few days, Donald Trump in his folksy manner again is defaming the Bush brand. This time, it's this: 9-11 happened under President George W. Bush's watch, so "W" should be held responsible.
Does everyone do this? Hearing that September 11 is coming up, do you think back to where you were when you heard the news? What you were doing, who you talked to first, how you worried about friends or family living anywhere in the vast metropolis of New York City.
I am a Muslim Sufi. But I am first an American writer, and for me freedom of expression is undebatable, except when it embodies a direct call to immediate violence against others.