The title of this post comes from the very astute Suebob who twittered it along with a link to the above photo.
Bronze star. Purple heart. For a soldier with a majestic name who lived 20 short years and who died in service to his country. He was Muslim. He was a hero. He was a patriot of the highest order.
Can we please get off of this Muslim=bad trip? Does Cpl. Khan not deserve our deepest thanks and gratitude? Imagine how his mother must feel hearing those racist whispers. Does smearing Muslims make it any easier for Cpl. Khan's mother to lift her head from his gravestone, stand up and return to her normal life? If I were her, I think I should like to stay there forever with my arms wrapped around his headstone, protecting his memory forever.
That hate reminds me of how Japanese-Americans were treated during World War II. I cannot imagine being stripped of my rights as an American, forced to live in a concentration camp far away from my home, then enlisting to just to prove one's patriotism. "Yes, Muslims, Blacks, Japanese, Any People Not Like Us—we will vilify you, smear you and lock you up, but we will happily accept you into our Armed Forces."
Patriotism doesn't have a race, religion, or color. Neither does bravery or heroism. There are people in this country who would do well to remember that, and if they can't, let's hope they do the next generation a favor and teach that lesson to their children and grandchildren. Enough is enough.
To more powerful photos from the New Yorker series, click here.
—Stefania Pomponi Butler
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