The Real Danger

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Troy Headrick
The American University in Cairo
Maadi, Cairo, Egypt
contact@savvy-women-magazine.com






When I was home this summer, the hot topic, the subject everyone seemed to have an opinion on, was the construction of the so-called “Ground Zero mosque,” a misnomer if ever there was one. Actually, its location, as was occasionally made clear in some news reports, was neither immediately adjacent to the site where the Twin Towers once stood, nor was the thing being proposed merely a mosque. In fact, calling it an Islamic community center would be more accurate as the structure would also include a whole host of facilities in addition to a place of worship.

Anyway, the question on everybody’s mind was this: Should this community center be allowed to be built at its proposed location or not?

When I witness such a public debate taking place, one of the things I look for is who is being listened to. Who’s been given the microphone and thus who is being heard?

Ideally, one would want to see an airing of a wide variety of opinions. In such a case, the public gets to hear it all—the intelligent, the idiotic, and everything in between. Everyone is given an opportunity to formulate her own opinion after hearing the full range of available arguments.

Unfortunately, what I happened to witness is that the media seemed most willing to give voice to opinions belonging to well-known TV personalities, virtually all of them “establishment” figures of one sort or another. Many of these public figures expressed pretty negative views on Islam and the motives of those behind the construction of the aforementioned center. Often, I couldn’t help wondering if these people had ever even met a Muslim or been inside a mosque. In what way had they gained special insight on the subject being discussed?

I would have loved to have heard more women’s voices and more Muslim voices, but I didn’t hear them, at least not often enough.

With that said, I have included a fragment of a conversation that took place on CNN International. Have a look and pay special attention to some of the facts presented by Dalia Mogahed, Senior Analyst and Executive Director of The Gallup Center for Muslim Studies and coauthor of Who Speaks for Islam? What a Billion Muslims Really Think.

I want to conclude by arguing that the real danger facing America is not some nefarious plot by Muslims to take over the country. Such thinking is, at best, delusional. A more legitimate concern is that the nation will shoot itself in the foot by becoming too insular and xenophobic.

Don’t simply take my word for it that such a danger exists. Richard Florida, one of the world’s leading experts on creativity and “the creative class,” has repeatedly argued that the most successful countries in the coming decades will be those that champion diversity and fully protect freedom of self-expression. Places that are welcoming in this way will attract talented innovators and become wealthy and powerful while doing so. Conversely, paranoid and repressive societies will fall by the wayside as they experience a profound brain drain.

His argument seems to be a no brainer (no pun intended). To read it in full, click here.

Reconnecting

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Troy Headrick
The American University in Cairo
Maadi, Cairo, Egypt
contact@savvy-women-magazine.com






I returned to Cairo about a week ago. Classes, for the fall term at AUC, begin tomorrow. My holiday has officially come to an end. It’s now time to get back to a more regular schedule for writing my Savvy Women’s Magazine blog entries.

I’ve decided to do something a little different this week. I’ve chosen to blog a photograph, one that was taken less than a month ago at an old-fashioned Headrick family reunion.

cousins picture Reconnecting

I’ll tell you a little story about the people in the photo, and then I’ll conclude by making a recommendation.

The people in the picture, from left to right, are Tammy Sefcik, me, Bill Headrick, and Sylvia Headrick, Bill’s wife. (Note: I’m the only one wearing sunshades in the photo, which must mean that I’ve either just come in from the outside or was about to step out into the bright central Texas sunshine when this digital image was preserved. A third possibility, a very embarrassing one, is that I’m simply not aware that I’ve got them on.) Anyway, the setting is a ranch house, owned by Bill and Tammy’s parents, located just outside the small town of Minerva, Texas.

Bill and Tammy are my cousins. Their father—also Bill—is my dad’s younger brother.

When I was growing up, Bill and Tammy were my favorite cousins on the Headrick side of my family. Every summer, my parents would drive me to Rockdale, the little town they lived in at that time, and drop me off at their house. I’d then spend the next week or so with them. During my Rockdale visits, we were allowed to stay up as late as we wanted and do all sorts of crazy-fun things together. Life, during those summertime romps, was as perfect as it could possibly be.

I’d also periodically see my cousins, during the school year, when the whole clan would gather in Georgetown, the place where my dad’s mother and father (“Grandma” and “Papa”) lived.

When we were only kids, Grandma died of breast cancer. Papa remarried and continued to live an active life up until his mid-80s. Then, in 1993, he had a massive heart attack and passed away as a result.

Right after Papa’s funeral, I joined the Peace Corps and left America to live overseas, returning only briefly each summer for many years thereafter. So, from 1993 to 2008, I entirely lost track of Bill and Tammy. For fifteen long years, I neither corresponded with them, nor saw them in person.

During the summer of 2008, when I was back in America, I organized a reunion with my cousins. During that gathering, we were ecstatic about seeing one another again. We spent hours talking giddily about all the things that had taken place during all those years of separation. I came away from that meeting feeling emotionally reenergized and determined to never lose contact again.

If there is someone from your past (especially if that someone is a member of your family) whom you’ve drifted away from, you should give some thought to doing whatever is needed to reestablish ties. I understand that this involves risk—what if the reunion turns out to a big disappointment?—but you shouldn’t let that deter you. Life should be lived courageously.

The potential payoff for reuniting could be enormous. By the way, if you’d like to do this but don’t really know where to start, check out Pipl.com, a fairly new search engine that’s specifically designed to help you relocate people via the Internet.

When I reconnected with my long-lost cousins, I felt whole again. And that’s a very good way to feel.