Dire Confusion

Happy beginning of February! I’m busy drafting my prospectus and diving into a fresh, new semester! I’m also checking out Valentine’s Day nail art on Pinterest when I need to take a break from research and/or the news.

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Speaking of the news, my original plans for this blog were to focus on my two main passions, my research and Arabic stuff, which seemed inherently apolitical before the elections. But, as I noted in a previous blog post on my reaction to the election, it’s been really hard to separate the political from the personal.

  

Attending marches have felt healing in the wake of the inauguration and the ban. Calling my congressmen also provides a kind of cathartic relief in knowing that I’m doing my civic duty. Donating what I can to the non-profits that I support also gives me hope that we as a nation can focus on nurturing our communities to weather this storm.

At the same time, despite all this positive energy, I think it’s fine to admit that we’re all a little scared. Okay, let’s be honest, we’re all really scared!

One way in which I’m scared is the fact that this ban on certain muslim-majority countries hasn’t vanished through our legal system yet. I’m hoping that, with our collective support, this unruly executive order will disappear in due course. But, if it doesn’t, it will have very dire consequences on a lot of American families, many of whom are immigrants who are just trying to do what hundreds of thousands of immigrants have tried to do before them.

Some of those immigrants happen to be S’s family. They’re from Syria. If this ban remains, we have to figure out where they can relocate to outside of the United States. After having to leave Syria in the middle of a civil war, the thought of finding a new home is traumatizing. We hope that it won’t come to that, but we just don’t know. There is a lot of confusion about what the ban means and how far it can go, especially since it seems to be changing all the time and different judges are temporarily blocking the ban. Needless to say, however tiring, we’re following the news very carefully.

Besides the very personal way in which this impacts my life, I worry about what this ban means for the values of the United States. The constitution was designed to support a group of people with different backgrounds. It’s true that American history has repeatedly betrayed many groups within its nation, and I hope that this ban does not become a piece of that long list of injustice. If the ban remains, I don’t think that this country’s government can claim any pretense of equal opportunity.

So what’s your take on the ban? Feel free to drop me a line via this post’s comment section, e-mail, or your preferred social media channel. Also, please remember to practice self-care (my favorite new buzz word) because we need to prepare for a very long four years!

Update on 02/05/17: In a very dramatic couple of days, the a judge in Seattle repealed the ban, and when the administration appealed the decision, the court of appeals denied the request. It certainly seems like there's hope that the ban will soon be a very brief moment in history, but I think it's important to stay alert and pay attention to all the ways in which people coming from the affected countries could still face discrimination.

Insha Allah

Hope you all are having a lovely weekend! S is visited me this weekend, and he’s been the best study buddy. Before I head to school, I just wanted to share a song that S played this weekend called Insha Allah by Sting, and I figured that I would give a bit of background on what insha allah means too!

Sting recently released Insh allah as a way to honor Syrian refugees and remember those lost at sea during the treacherous voyage across the Mediterranean. There were decidedly mixed reactions to him singing this song at the Bataclan last month, where he reopened the concert hall almost a year after it was one of the targets of the Paris attacks. I personally appreciate his motivation to elicit a more comprehensive sense of morality by discerning between terrorists and refugees. Plus, his performance connected the victims of the Paris attacks to the Syrian victims who also suffered from ISIS’ influence. In a city that’s still undoubtedly traumatized by those attacks, it’s difficult to distinguish between criticism is sympathetic to that trauma and criticism that is islamophobic.

Anyway, thanks to this beautiful song, Sting is raising awareness to the plight of Syrian refugees and keeping people conscious of the regime-sponsored horrors that continue. Feel free to follow my twitter account if you’d also like to stay updated on current events in Syria.

The phrase insha allah is a great one because it is very versatile with several meanings. Insha allah literally means “God’s will,” and is used as a response to a lot of conversation and questions. I’ve heard it used in response to questions like “Will you do this?” or “Will you come to that?” In my experience, when some people use insha allah, it may have a connotation of wanting to do that thing or to go there, but not being 100% committed yet. It could also mean that the person wants to do that thing or go to that place, and very well intends to, but life is never certain so you never know what might or might not happen.

Insha allah could also be used when someone is talking about a future goal or something that they really want. In that case, when someone talks about their hopes, a friend might respond by saying insha allah to mean that hopefully it’s the will of God and that it’s meant to happen.

So what does Sting mean by saying insha allah in his song? I think he means to do several things. He wants to evoke the Syrian people’s amazing resilience by nodding to their ability to have so much faith and hope. He also may want to evoke the first meaning of insha allah I mentioned, which always considers how life can be precarious and fragile.

Listen to the song and see what you think!