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03/02/2015
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03/01/2015
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01/04/2015
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12/23/2014
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12/16/2014
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My Itinerary

Cosmo’s Fun Fearless Life Weekend

11/15/2014

It was an absolute blast attending Cosmopolitan’s Fun Fearless Life event last weekend. It was pretty much a girls’ club of all the fiery women I know and love, from Jillian Michaels and Sophia Amoruso to Aliza Licht and more. Even though I had heard her speak before, I was particularly moved by Sara Blakely’s talk; this time around, I felt like her story of her modest beginnings really paralleled some of my current experiences. Continue Reading…

My Life

Playing Catch Up

10/30/2014

Here I am, a few months later, lifted by a flurry of interviews, events, and great times, 50 pounds lighter, and whole lot D.C.-wiser. Wow. I guess this is a good moment to catch my breath.

Don’t worry, I’ve been documenting everything through tweets, selfies, and incessant Facebook posts. But there have been much deeper experiences that I’ve had to reflect on — like the tit-for-tat, ladder-climbing, selfish and unspoken understanding of basically every professional maneuvering themselves in the Capitol, the disappointing realization of which caused me to second guess whether I really wanted to even be here after all. There was a moment that I allowed myself to be used by people that I truly believed had the best intentions, and the disillusionment that came after was something I had to come to terms with if I wanted to survive. Continue Reading…

My Activism

White House Candlelight Vigil for Gaza

07/31/2014

While I was printing out the names of the murdered Palestinian people of Gaza for last night’s vigil, I almost threw up. It was so difficult scrolling through them. They were endless. I was dividing the names up into groups of 50 for each speaker to read off in front of the White House, and my page breaks landed indiscriminately between lines of faceless text. I was breaking up families with my enter button. They couldn’t even rest peacefully together on bland printer paper in an office on the other side of the world from the hell they were trapped in. Continue Reading…

My Activism

I Was Physically Assaulted at a Pro-Israel Rally in DC and the Cops Did Nothing

07/17/2014
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I was physically attacked at a pro-Israel rally in DC today. I wasn’t even there for five minutes before it happened.

I’m “okay.” Physically. But I feel so disgustingly violated and horrified. Today, an Israeli man felt entitled to put his hands on me, an Arab woman, hitting me so hard that my bracelet ripped off my wrist, while onlookers yelled slurs at me in Hebrew, cursed at me in English, and made obscene gestures at me simply for standing with a counterprotest. One man told me, “You’re in Israel right now!” (that’s a mild version of how they treat Arabs in Israel) — and I think that really sums up the attitude of our government and the pro-Israel camp as a whole. Last I checked, this was the United States of America. And I’m an American.

Israeli man: “You can’t stand with us! You should be standing on the other side of the fence!”
Me: “This isn’t Israel. We don’t have apartheid here. I don’t have to stand on the other side of a fence from you.”

Worse, the cops watched this all happen and did nothing, ignored my pleas to file a police report before the man got away, and even responded condescendingly and dismissively to me when I told them I worked for the American-Arab Anti-Discrimination Committee. They were not there to protest or help. Not me, at least. Continue Reading…