Because of his Fear
Because of my recycling, the bomb squad came, then the state police. Because of my recycling, buildings were evacuated, classes were canceled, the campus was closed. No. Not because of my recycling. Because of my dark body. No. Not even that. Because of his fear. Because of the way he saw me. Because of the culture of fear, mistrust, hatred and suspicion that is carefully cultivated in the media, by the government, by people who claim to want to keep us “safe.”
A poetry professor with his roots in India, Kazim Ali, becomes a terror suspect. More.
Thanks, Maud.
The article linked made me cry.
Comment by iam — May 1, 2007 @ 10:17 am