Sometimes it’s hard to remember what life as a Muslim was like before 9/11

Itry to recall what it resembled to be a Muslim before 9/11. It is hard. It gets more diligently consistently. I think I recall that being a Muslim didn’t mean a lot to other people, and was for the most part a private personality, one that various individuals wore in an unexpected way.
I feel as though, previously, in the past a Muslim was a significantly more muddled, a lot roomier thing to be – bent with nearby culture and individual conditions. Today, you must be a decent Muslim or a terrible one. Either a “moderate” or a “revolutionary”. Either a Muslim who should be saved or a Muslim you should be saved from. » Read more