Dear Mr. Donald Trump,
Dear Mr. Donald Trump,
Let me introduce myself. I’m a Dutch-Moroccan writer, and I’m on the verge of launching my latest novel in the U.S. Ironically (for you) it’s a comedy about a hair salon… but with Muslim women starring as main characters.
Besides my book launch, I’m also a bride and my future husband is a (white) American boy.
Perhaps you can imagine that I’m facing some non-fictional issues regarding your potential law that would prevent Muslims from entering the country. So there’s a big fat chance that our dog, who will also make the trip, will have no problems but I will not be not allowed to attend my own wedding in the U.S.
Because the bride is Muslim.
As for my book launch, the prospect of book signings (and I’m very proud of my books – maybe you should read one!), in an authentic bookstore in New York, goes down to the drain.
Because the author is Muslim.
Correct me if I’m wrong, but preventing me from spreading my words in ink in the U.S. is your answer to terrorism?
My book is fiction, but here’s a non-fictional fact, Donnie: namely, IS is fighting against two superpowers… Not one, but two! And a dozen of western, non-western and Arab countries. Yet they never get defeated. And IS never ever, ever runs out of bullets.
I assume that IS isn’t destroying the world with dry sand and stones from Syria. Who supplies them?
Perhaps your fictional Muslim friends, that support you in your policy on Muslims, should advise you on this matter too?
I’m very anxious to learn more about your future law on ‘bullets’ in order to prevent terrorism.
According to the Pew Research Centre, the Muslim world population is growing from 1.6 billion in 2010 to 2.76 billion in 2050. Does that mean that 2.76 billion people are potential terrorists?
Perhaps the real motives might be more political rather than religious? Just a possible scenario. After all, I am a fiction writer.
As I recall, gunpowder was created in the 9th century. Have you ever heard of Ottoman or Moorish suicide bombers? The answer is probably no.
Because suicide bomb-terrorism is presented by politicians and the media as a Muslim-thing. But let me remind you of the Kamikaze during World War II.
Somehow ‘it’ always starts with land and resources, and then (when it gets very messy) all of a sudden ‘God’ is brought in.
Innocent people do get killed by terrorists (all sorts of terrorists!) and they are being robbed of a safe life and their freedom.
Your answer to preventing terrorism is to make other (innocent) people pay? People like me.
You see, Donnie. I’m more than a Muslim. I’m a woman with a strong personality and qualities.
But regardless of these characteristics, through the eyes of your politics I’m just a stigma.
Because I’m a Muslim.
As for my wedding in America (don’t worry, we live in the Netherlands), you might learn a lot as a politician. Because the wedding celebration will be a melting pot of all sorts of people and all sorts of cultural and religious backgrounds. Christians, Jews, agnostics and… Muslims, too. Something your current politics will never achieve, because my wedding is about ‘uniting.’
I believe that people are more than qualified to live together, regardless of their background.
It’s often the politics that excludes and divides them in order to ‘win and rule.’
The dangerous thing about excluding people is that, after they feel driven away, they might search for acceptance under the wrong roof, such as the enemies’ roof. And that is something that concerns me even more.
The core desire to be loved and accepted lies in every human being, from the day we breathe our first breath. We want to absorb the acceptance of our parents, our families, our friends… At school, at work… Can you imagine how it feels when you get rejected by all of society?
But dear Donnie, feel free to attend my book launch and my wedding. Because I would never exclude you.
You’re more than welcome! The only problem is that I might not be there.
Because I am…. Yes, a Muslim.
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