Islamophobia kills. I watched this with my own eyes when I helped bury New Zealand victims.
March 29, 2019
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The essay was originally published in the Washington Post.
I see the way Islamophobia kills — in more than one cruel cut. It kills literally, with the tiny casket I stood over this weekend. It kills by spooling out its trauma, to people like the 12-year-old who nearly fell into his brother’s grave. It kills by a society that isn’t urgently addressing the hate that allows my elementary schoolchildren to have to watch armed white supremacists stand in front of their place of worship. It kills by a president who actively peddles it to score cheap political points with no regard for the people he continues to put in harm’s way.