#but it was so nice to see they have muslim friends too i'm really glad about it

[lightgriffinsect]

Seeing in Faline's new video that they have multiple hijab wearing friends just... idk it made me so happy

[chanaleah]

i don't know if it's the same online, but i've noticed that in real life, a lot of people who support us tend to be impacted by islamic colonization like iranian and lebanese people for example (neither are indigenously arab). obviously the governments of those countries are horrific, but it's nice to see a lot of people disagree with the extremist groups in power (islamic republic/hezbollah) in their countries and support us. obviously there are people from those countries who hate jews but i see so many "iranians with israel" type of thing and it's nice! same thing with indian hindus--i feel like we have a lot in common with them too. one of my closest friends is hindu and i know that hindus have felt the extent of islamic colonization and have really cool recent examples of decolonization. there was an important temple that was turned into a mosque with the islamic invasions (which sounds familiar to me...) but india recently rebuilt it into a temple and i think that's cool. obviously no hate to individual muslims out there because y'all are chill, but historically islamic colonization has been bad and i'm glad to see that the people affected by it are starting to support us. sorry if this turned into a rant haha

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[ffsg0jo]

Hii it's the anon who asked about JJK and a hijabi reader and I just read your piece on Gojo and omg MashaAllah it might be one of THE BEST pieces I read!! 🥹🥹

I don't even know where to start!! I was giggling and kicking my feet the whole time! MashaAllah your ideas were so original and creative and you wrote them so nicely and you nailed Gojo's character personality!!

For example it was so creative to talk abt how he would mistake us for doing a cosplay cause of similar experiences he had whilst living in Japan!

Here are other stuff that I just thought were👩‍🍳���� (sorry it might be long :'))

- the abayas being expensive was too relatable and him buying a whole wardrobe is just soo him!! I loved that part!

- Gojo sweating in a tank top like an immigrant dad was not something I thought I could imagine but here we are. And I love it!!! Also the breezy abaya in summer was so relatable again :)))

The quick fire headcanons were amazing, especially:

- the terrorist jokes, he 100% makes them lmao

- stepping on our abayas on purpose like a child is soo him, especially if he didn't want us to go anywhere or something 😭

- and him having extra pins on his uniform just for us 🥹🥹🥹. I'm usually that friend and having someone else do that for me is justttt 🥰🥰.

Overall, just thank you so so much for taking up my ask, I sent it so quickly after reading your Ramadan work, I even forgot to check if you were taking any requests 😭.

I can't wait to read more!! Also not sure if you write for him, but I was wondering if you could include Sukuna to your list of characters for this? No pressure though!! :)

JazakAllah!!

- ⭐

i've been saving this ask in my ask box for so so long just because i wanted to keep it forever and ever and now i'm scared tumblr's going to delete it by accident. i hope you don't mind me responding to this really really late but i keep coming back to this ask every couple of days because it's just so sweet and i love you so so much.

you genuinely flatter me tooooo much. you're a writer's dream reader fr thank you so much for your kind words and i'm so glad you liked it so much.

i think representation in media is incredibly important and i havent seen that many muslim reader fics so i try to write as many as i can. they don't get a lot of engagement tbh but even if one person reads it and feels seen that's enough for me !!!

stop it you ask is making me giggle again for like the 100th time. every time i read it i feel so giddy and happy. honestly that's the biggets compliment ever. i feel like the way i write characters is a little ooc sometimes but you're so sweet to say that. i really really appreciate and i hope you like sukuna's one (when i eventually get round to finishing it and posting it).

also abayas are too expensive nowadays i could cry seeing some of the prices so now i wear a mixture of farasha abayas and long modest dresses that arent form fitting because they tend to be a lot cheaper.

I WILL DIE ON THE IMMIGRANT DAD GOJO HILL. IT DOESNT FIT HIS CHARACTER AT ALL AND IT'S STUPID I KNOW BUT I WILL DIE ON THAT HILL IT'S REAL TO ME !!!!!

ughh yes i love you for being that friends. backbone of our society for real !!!

honestly please feel free to send in any more requests you have, they can be literally about anything and i'd be more than happy to do it.

icl i was halfway through megumi's and i started wring sukuna's and nanami's but then i got caught up in writing other things that i suddenly got inspiration for. and the way i write is i have to focus on one thing at a time but i will hopefully post them soon inshaAllah. i was thinking of splitting sukuna into two parts as well, like true form heian era sukuna and a modern era sukuna too. but yeahh inshaAllah soon !!!

im so sorry to keep you waiting for a response and i hope you don't hate me ;-; i really really wanted to keep this ask forever but it's fine i have a screenshot of it anyways hehehehehe so i can read it back time to time.

i appreciate you sending an ask in so so much and genuinely you've made so many of my days by sending this in. thank you so so much and i hope you have a wonderful day inshaAllah. also wa iyakki my love and sukuna looks so good lmaooo. that's brother suleiman fr fr

wishing you the very very best and i hope you're taking care and staying safe inshaAllah <333

also here's a picture of mufti abdul ghaffur

[thewangshuinn]

Ooc: yeah, I'm probably gonna summarize it when I get back.

The group I'm going around with is just me, a kid, an adult chaperone, and one of the local kids running it. We mostly travel around in a bus when we're handing out the food so it's kind of a quiet trip, conversations are few but fun, and the stops are few along the trip so it's been very therapeutic.

The people here are very nice, haven't seen anyone be rude(with one exception but that will be in the summary). I wouldn't really you coming here because, while nice, it's still a rural American area so I can't guarantee the people will treat you well. But if anyone from Kentucky Appalachia can prove me wrong and says that the people here would be just as nice to a Muslim tourist as a Christian charity group, I couldn't recommend it enough.

Helping people has probably been the best feeling of my life, it's hard to describe without sounding preachy, but it just feels so good to be doing good. It makes all the heat and carrying of heavy crates(and don't underestimate, it's very heavy) worth it.

Over all it's felt amazing, it made me feel like I was truly worth something and I haven't felt that in a long time and never like this.

I'm so glad you're doing well too! Having friends irl is great news! I'm happy for you, and them already having common ground like religion will make it even better(not that other religions can't be friends, but it's just nice to have common ground)

Hope you have an amazing time! Thanks for asking about me!

That’s so wonderful! I’m so glad that you’re happy and have found a sense of self-worth. I’m not sure when you’ll see this, but I wish you a wonderful trip and safe travels!

Stop by the inn on the way home or something, if you can /j

Thank you so much for your kind words. I’m also having a great time!

[spelllingandthemysteryschool]

hi yaz, i'm a bi muslim as well. so the thing is, sometimes i feel like i'm being forced to make a choice between my religion and identity. i love my religion but i also want to be able to feel comfortable with the person i am. did you feel the same way before or how do you think i should handle this situation? sorry if i made you uncomfortable, it's just rare that i come across someone i can relate to! hope you're having a great day 🌾

hi anon! sorry this took a while for me to answer 🥺 you didn’t make me uncomfortable, it’s just that i was puzzling over what to tell u for quite some time. i’ll be honest and say yes, i did feel that way for a long time. sometimes i still feel as though my sexuality is a choice i’m making (obviously an untrue line of thought) that is actively at odds with islam (again, untrue). i feel this way a lot less than i used to though, thankfully, so i promise you that with time, you genuinely will grow to feel more comfortable with both parts of your identity coexisting.

i also can’t emphasize enough how important it is to befriend fellow lgbt muslims. having just muslim friends is nice or having just lgbt friends is nice ofc, but ultimately neither of them experience the intersection of religion & sexuality in the way you do, and finding people with whom u can relate (even online!) is so helpful and so comforting. it’s such a relief to see that you’re not alone in this, and that it is possible for you & for others to not have to give up one part of your identity for the other.

ultimately, it’s true that it’s difficult to come to terms w/ the material reality of your situation in that like... no matter how personally comfortable you are with being an lgbt muslim, it’s almost guaranteed that u will experience homophobia from the muslim community at large if you choose to be out (and that u will experience islamophobia from the lgbt community as well). there’s not much i can really say abt this :-( it’s something i still have to grapple with every day as well.

but at the end of the day, surrounding yourself with like-minded people, being kind to yourself, keeping your deen close to your heart and not letting your faith weaken because u feel guilty or uncomfortable with being bi and muslim, and embracing your sexuality as something innate abt you and something nice, even, is all u can do. with time, you will grow to feel comfortable with yourself, and happy abt yourself, and both glad and proud abt your same-sex attraction. you will find so much love too! i’ve seen a lot of positive growth in myself since i first figured out i was bi (both in terms of spirituality and accepting my sexuality) and i’m wishing the same for you inshallah! take care of yourself and be well 💗🌙🍊

[shiro-0197]

Yes!! My other favourite anime will be ending on Sunday too, so I was rewatching it as well.

I'm glad you like my attention xD I like giving it to you— oh yes. We have to wake up very early for school, and since most of us have no self discipline, we sleep very late. So skjdksjsks on average during school, I used to get 6 hours of sleep a day max, unless I slept during class. Which is not healthy ikik but im making up for it now hhhh :]

chocolates for new year?? That sounds so niceeeee!! And oh you have a store?? That's really cool >.< I plan on baking something for new year, if I'm free QwQ Do you celebrate Christmas, Shiro?

And awwww. Im really touched you'd say something like that. I have lots of obsessions tbh xD but my favourites rn are BTS, classic literature, and anime 😣🤚 they're so different, what would you say you like a lot, besides anime? And I hope you know you can talk to me about them anytime!! I'd love to listen.

Of course!! When I go over again, I'll definitely tell him Shiro said hi :>

I love you too, and I hope you sleep well tonight :) glad I could be of help. Okie dokes!! I won't apologize anymore since I do it very often and it'd get tiring 😭😭😭😣😝 but yes!! I get carried away a lot. Glad to know you don't mind tho.

—Ari

Ohh! Can I know what anime is it? I like binging finished stuff😋

Heheh, we also have absolutely no discipline. Some stay up all night. Though they mostly do that to prepare for exams, because there is no other time they can prepare for them as our schedule gets flooded in the day, but still its surprising how some go as far as not sleeping at all. But sometimes bitches do that for no reason and I really start questioning what's up with them sjjfjsndjsjd

I'm glad you're getting more sleep now🥺 It's really important. If I get a minute less or more of sleep, my head hurts, and unfortunately I havent found the amount of time I need for it to not hurt, but I'll get there:)

It sure does sound nice!! Imagine some sweet chocolate bars with a cup of coffee with no sugar, now that sounds like a dream. Wait, I think I'm gonna have that for breakfast now XD

Oh, it's not really our store, it's our apartment's store :D we're used to calling it our cuz there are many different shops here. We never call stores by their names, we have an "our store", a "stairs store" and a "big store" xD

Your plans sound nice!! I wish I was there to bake something with you🥺 itd be so fun!!!

My family doesn't celebrate christmas, since they're Muslim, but my friends congratulate me so I just go with the flow, haha! But we celebrate New Years the same way others celebrate Christmas, so we're not missing out, thankfully~

Ohhh, they're indeed different, but they really compliment each other:0

Hmm, I'm not exactly sure, probably those videos about creepy stuff in our world. Like, not legends or myths, but exactly creepy stuff that's happened or exists or happens regularly, basically anything on the youtube channel "Ridddle" (with 3 Ds, I cant believe I always spelled it with 2😭). That stuff is so sick. Really awesome😍😍 Also, probably music where the singer screams. Like ロキ by mafumafu, theres like a short scream somewhere and I listen to the song for that only😭😭😭 well, not only for that, but I absolutely adore that part and will sell my two eyes to hear something like that on my deathbed

I also hope you slept well tonight!! I slept pretty nice, but my headache is at it again🙄 gonna have a breakfast (brunch probably, since its 10am soon xD) and itll be good!

Yeah, apologizing a lot is reaaaaally exhausting, ik what u mean :< so dont worry, you dont have to apologize to me at all, tbh I really hate the word. "Sorry" it's so weird. Reminds me of JB's song😩😩 and kind of tiring to see people apologize for no reason~

Your message really made my day, strangely enough, haha! Thank you. I love you a lot and I hope your day is going great, good luck with anything you're doing💝💞💖💖💕

[izzy-b-hands]

SHOT A GUN??!? LEE OMG, now you have to tell the story cause i'm curious (same goes to ruined a surprise)

From this post, for reference for anyone seeing this who hasn’t scrolled my blog today lol

The ruined a surprise one was pretty tame, and actually has happened more than once. As a kid, I would be told not to tell my mum or another family member about a surprise being done for them for their birthday. But I always wanted to make folks happy, and that was such good news to give them, my tiny brain would tell me. So inevitably I would roll up to the Birthday Person like a week before their party and be like “wouldn’t it be cool if you had [surprise thing X] at your party? Wouldn’t that be the best?” And they would go “Is that thing going to be at my party?” and I would immediately start giggling and give away the surprise lmao. My family still doesn’t tell me surprise stuff in advance now, and tbh, that’s fair. Though I will say, I have halted my ruining of surprises lol.

Put the gun story under a cut for safety’s sake. TW for mentions of abuse mentions of rape, mentions of death, hunting (idk if it’s a trigger for anyone else, but it is for me, so I’m adding it here), and racism.

The gun story is...more lol. My ex-stepdad was a proper Midwestern racist, sexist, homophobic, redneck asshole who loved guns and the flag more than anything else (aside from himself, naturally) and as a part of trying to “bond” with me before he ended up proposing to my mum (after barely six months of dating! And she said yes! But that’s another tale) he tried to teach me and get me to use all the weapons he loved so much.

Now, the bow and arrow I legit did and do still love. I never get to use it now, but I have a bow and my arrows with their hunting tips, and refuse to get rid of them in case I ever get a chance to go to a range again and shoot some of those foam cubes (my fave targets to use.) However, he was not content for me to just use that, and he really wanted to take me hunting. 

Few issues with that: 

-At the time, I was a middle schooler campaigning against the wars in the Middle East, using what little platform I had as a kid to protest; namely wearing an actual peace sign necklace to school and challenging other kids to debates about the wars. My government and history teachers did enjoy me for that, though I will never forget the government class where they let me go up against the entire class in debate. In one corner, seventh grade me, against the wars and war in general while still respecting that at least some soldiers are people who want to do good and think they can do it by being recruited but also acknowledging that the military targets minorities of all kinds knowing they can be more vulnerable to wanting to help others, and the military can prey on that to recruit people. In the other corner, the literal rest of my class, who were all too happy to pile on me about things not even related to the debate, even the ones who admitted they were on my side of the debate, but chose to instead use this opportunity to yell at me. 

-As a result of the above point and other things, I Did Not and Do Not like guns. Not comfortable around them for many reasons, and since that age have believed in gun control. 

-Also a result of the above point, was for peace in general and was not a fan of hunting. As I grew, I learned that there are some cases where hunting is actually needed to cull populations so they don’t overrun areas, but seventh grade me didn’t know that, and just wanted all animals to be allowed to live without people like my then-stepdad hunting them. Tbh, they still should be able to live without my ex-stepdad hunting them, because he should not be allowed weapons of any kind. 

So needless to say, I didn’t want to even hold any of his guns, let alone shoot one. I managed to actually avoid that bit until after they got married. 

Then, he turned into someone completely different from who he had been when they were dating. The full story of how he was abusive and what we went through for five years isn’t something I’ll put here because this is already long, but all of that does play into why I did not want to go hunting with him (in a field, in the middle of NoDak, just me and him, no one else around for miles and no cellphones? Not cool, putting it mildly) and why I did not want to handle his guns. 

Unfortunately for me, my mum insisted I wasn’t trying hard enough to help him adjust to having a child, since he had been a single dude, married only once before for about six months, with no kids. He had nieces and a nephew, but otherwise he wasn’t used to kids. Part of my making ‘a better try’ with him was to go hunting, and let him teach me to shoot. 

So, we went out hunting a few times. Pheasant, and deer, and that was alright. I wasn’t thrilled to be out there, and I can still smell how his truck was just saturated in the scent of dead animal and I hated and still hate that scent burned into my memory, but I got through it. 

It was in the backyard of our house with his makeshift (read: not all right for guns or bows, really shitty) range that it came to a head, and I got to fire a gun for the first time. 

I still question why he gave me a pistol. You don’t really use a pistol to hunt deer, you know? And he could never tell us why he had so many extra pistols, since he did have his one for work as an officer at the Penitentiary, and it seems like that one should be enough. By the time we left him, he had two huge gun safes full of pistols and other guns, including weapons that by law no one should be able to purchase, but no one checks in on the two assholes meeting in the Wal-Mart parking lot who have trunks full of weapons they want to sell without getting in legal trouble. 

But I digress. He showed me how to hold it, to make sure I’m always pointing down-range, to only point at something I intend to shoot. To always treat the gun as if it was loaded, even if I was 99% sure it wasn’t. I give him that, because that is decent gun safety, and he could have been really terrible and not taught me that. 

Once he had me set up in front of a target, he told me to go for it, to expect the recoil (I was chubby, always have been, but I hadn’t started seriously lifting weights at that time, so my arms were really reedy and physically even that pistol’s recoil flung me back some.) 

I shot, and I wanted to drop it and run inside. It was loud, and the smell of gun smoke and ammunition is unpleasant. I felt like I’d betrayed something inside myself in that moment. This was what the troops learned how to do, what people who hurt others knew how to do. 

But my mum had been really mad at me for not being better to him (in retrospect and after therapy, I was fine, just being a kid in early puberty. My therapist says my mother should have stood up for me. I’m not in a place to assign blame like that yet, and maybe I won’t ever be.) So, I stayed put, and I shot a few more times. 

He noticed I had tears in my eyes, and started to complain about “the peaceful pussy shit getting in the way of me being taught something important” and he told me I needed to stop crying right away. I’ve never been able to do that, and I cry all the damn time; if I’m really angry or sad or happy, my body responds with tears that give me migraines that are hard to turn off once started. 

He got more angry, and told me I needed to learn how to do this because if I didn’t, what would I do if someone broke in? Would I let them hurt my mother? Rape her? Kill her? If he wasn’t there (and he often wasn’t, due to his job and his hunting trips) it would be up to me to save her, didn’t I care about knowing how to save her? 

I argued that I didn’t think a gun was the answer to that situation, that self defense and what weapons are used during it was too much for me to discuss with him. 

He started talking about the black family that had moved in down the street, about the friend I had at school who was Muslim, about how diverse (read: not that diverse, this is the mid-fuckin-west that has a long way to go re: diversity) our state was becoming.  About all the things he was ‘so sure’ they and their families would do to us, to me, if given the chance. All incorrect and horribly racist things, but he didn’t care, because he was always right, in his mind. And I wasn’t allowed to call him out and say he was wrong, or at least that was what my mother would tell me. 

“You like peace, so learn to help me keep it.” 

Instead I told him that it wasn’t right to say those things, that no one was going to try and hurt us like that, and that the notion was ridiculous. Shouting, I told him I was more scared of him and what he might do with his guns than what anyone else would do to me. 

He went very quiet, took the pistol from me (that I was still pointing at the ground, like he showed me) and told me to go to my room. 

He stayed out the rest of the night shooting his various guns, only coming in to switch weapons or get more ammo, refusing to come in for dinner until I had finished mine and was away from the table. He didn’t speak to me for the next week, and as scared as I was of him, it was some small relief that he at least wasn’t yelling at me or asking me things that made me uncomfortable. 

In a weird way, I’m glad I’ve shot one before. When I’m debating with people in my area about gun control and other issues, they instantly respect you more if you can say you’ve shot before. Otherwise, they talk over you and don’t want to listen to anything, no matter how nice or calm you say it. 

At the same time, I recoil any time I hear anything like gunshots, and I can’t ever imagine using a gun again. Even if I was told I must, I don’t think I could. I’ll hold my bow and arrow, keep the bat I keep in my room at all times to ease my paranoia, but I can’t ever imagine holding a gun again. 

[megasharpposts]

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I was relaxing in a shirt, my legs were bare, I felt so good, then it was time for prayer, I made ablutions and then put on something more appropriate so that I could make my prayer. After I finished praying, I felt even better.

Living With People

Satan wants us alone. This is something we have to watch out for if you're like me and you truly believe satan is bad and an entity of whom we should all be wary. That's why I've decided to get a pet, a cat to be exact, because at 42 going on 43 I shouldn't have to live by other people's rules in my own space when I have to work and pay a bunch of bills. Like right now I'm living with someone where I pay half of the electric and I'm literally gone most of the time and when I'm here, I use like two lights at a time max, most of the time just one light at a time and the other person teaches all day, teaches all day everyday and half the night online. Said individual wants me to stay however I find it difficult to live with all these rules all the time and she just sent me this long list of rules, and it's like really?! After I'd already been living here for like 4 weeks and I just think I need to live by myself because this keeps happening and I need to like understand what these people are tripping about, so if I just have my own place see how it is with the bills and the electric and everything, you know, maybe I'll understand more and also, you know, I like living with someone instead of just totally living alone and also so does she. Like before I came here she was like living by herself all the time and you know it's nice to have someone to like break up the emptiness and the silence. She shudders at the days of when she had to live alone. I found this new love for pets with the last person that I was living with because they had a cat and they weren't there most of the time to feed it or they just wouldn't feed it or they wouldn't give it water so I like started giving it water and it would come to me all the time for water and I would talk to it a little bit and I was so glad when they asked me to set up the automatic pet feeder for the cat and now even now I still watch out for it. I go over there sometimes just to check up on the cat and make sure it's collar is not too tight. I just really have like this connection with pets even though before I hated dogs; I mean yes as a Muslim, I still can't touch them, I have to keep like this total distance from them however, I like, I feel like this warmth around pets more now, like they have this respect for me now that they know I care about them.

Old Cult Acquaintance

When your friend that used to be in the same cult as you shows up in your town but says her name is something else and acts like she doesn't know you but you keep seeing her sneaking peaks at you on the bus. ...well anyways, nice jacket. 😐

Random Comments

When someone asks me about a random comment of mine they found somewhere...

It was late, I was bored.

If you're not fighting for the last religion revealed that we were all commanded to follow, the Islamic religion, then #peace not war.

[thefrogman]

I see you answering a lot of angry asks lately. I somehow missed the controversy they're talking about, but from your responses to the angry asks I just wanted to say it sounds like you're doing a good job learning from it, and also I'm glad to see you're back. You're hilarious. And I missed your corgi.

I get a ton of nice messages. Many more than the negative ones. However answering the nice ones publicly often seems boring or less compelling so I try to just respond to those privately as my energy allows. I don’t want people to get the idea that all I get are negative messages constantly. Sorry if anyone got that impression. 

I tend to air out the negative ones because it helps me deal with them. I can respond, publish, and after it is sent out into the world I get a sort of catharsis. The content of the message no longer festers inside me, creating a toxic mix of emotions that end up exacerbating my depression. This works for me, but it may not have the same effect on others. I’ve had one artist friend completely give up on tumblr because she couldn’t find an effective way to drown out the loud minority. And that makes me sad, but I respect her decision. 

I’ve made 2 major snafus in my tumblr career. 

A few years ago I was trying to explain how it’s hard for women to escape being harassed. It follows them around like a dark cloud. My best friend and I had discussed it shortly before and her stories of day to day life constantly dealing with unwanted attention from men really opened my eyes. But when speaking about it I got a little carried away. In a moment of sheer stupidity I ended up victim blaming a young man who shared his experience. I knew it was wrong the moment I hit publish and in a panic I tried to delete what I had said. Someone had screencapped it though, and there was no way to undo what I had said. 

I shouldn’t have deleted it in the first place. I should have owned up to it right away and apologized on the spot. I did my best to apologize to the young man. I publicly apologized to everyone as best I could. And I vowed to never victim blame any gender ever again. A promise I feel like I have kept. But it made some people pretty mad and even years later I guess they check my tumblr and send me messages telling me how terrible I am. I do wish we could move past this and come to some sort of resolution, but if them sending me angry messages once a year is my punishment, so be it. It’s really not that awful considering the stupid thing I said. I do think people who say I deserve to be sick and they are glad I am stuck in a bed take it too far. I wouldn’t wish my medical situation on anyone. 

My other mistake I feel was more of a misunderstanding. You might have heard of the famous M&M’s quote that got passed around like wildfire. It was a short blurb from a much longer post that someone turned into a graphic and published without any context. It made it seem like I told women to think of all men as monsters. My intention was actually to inform men that many women feel in order to be safe, they have to think of all men as dangerous in order to protect themselves. I didn’t say this was right or wrong. I just implied that this was a thing that was happening, largely due to a growing toxic rape culture. Women in my life would tell me they grip their keys between their fingers as they walked to their car at night. If a man approached they might try walking on the other side of the street. They would be super careful about their drinks in bars. Stuff like that. Should women fear all men by default in order to feel safe? I understand why some might, but I never really said that was the preferred solution to this problem. I just said it was happening as we speak and maybe we should deal with it. It was a complicated topic that was boiled down into a TL;DR of disastrous proportions. 

To make matters worse, my out of context quote was then changed to Skittles and the GOP used it to encourage people to fear muslims. People got SUPER angry at me then. That’s when the death threats started pouring in. People wishing I was dead. Telling me if I never existed then people wouldn’t fear muslims as much. Which I feel is probably a bit overboard. The GOP has no problems making idiots fear muslims. My little quote was not that integral to their “fear muslims” strategy. 

That’s a hard one to apologize for. While I am sorry it was perverted to do bad things, I’m not sure how much of that is my fault. I think having a discussion on the topic I originally spoke of was important, but I’m not sure the fallout from what happened was worth it. I suppose I just wish people could hate me for that without telling me I deserve to be sick or that I should die or that I should never have existed.