Readers may remember my rant against a “religious” Muslim, who in the name of Islam was going to kill his 15-year old daughter for the sin of writing a boy’s name in her notebook.
Three hours after writing the post we’re in a cab, John and Jeanne and I. The driver is clearly an Arab, and—let’s assume—Muslim.
The first thing he says?
“Wow, Ma’am, that’s a wonderful button you’re wearing! I love it!”
“Oh, you mean the one of Big Bird?” asks Jeanne.
“Yeah, it popped right out at me—even before I stopped! Love it—it’s terrific!”
And so we meet our second Muslim.
Who doesn’t lack for words, nor opinions. In fact, he’s on a par with Puerto Rican volubility—and that’s high in the nineties on the standard scale.
“My daughter just loves Obama—she calls him ‘Barrack.’ And the other day, she told me, ‘Daddy, why does your belly stick out and Barrack’s doesn’t? You’re never gonna get to be president with your belly sticking out!’”
Jeanne inquires—how many kids does he have?
Two girls—12 and 5.
And he wants to know—where can he get that Big Bird pin?
The pin is round, has Big Bird smack in the middle. Above—“Save Big Bird.” Below—“Vote Obama!”
“I was almost going to give him mine,” says Jeanne later, “but I have a collection of pins going back decades, and this one is special.”
That’s when she remembers—the Obama campaign committee is striking camp at Broadway and 93d. So she proposes that he stop, she’ll get out, grab one, and we can be on our way.
“God bless you, Ma’am!”
So we do, picking up one for me as well.
Well, the cabbie is ecstatic with the gift; he can barely wait to get home and give it to his daughter.
We go on to talk politics.
“You know, it’s incredible to me that the first thing the Republicans are saying is that they’ll do everything possible to prevent Obama from doing ANYTHING! I mean, aren’t they elected to lead, to make compromises, to make the country a better place? Isn’t that what we pay them for?”
A cab? Nah—we’re in the Democratic National Convention, with the cabbie the keynote speaker!
“And you know, what I like about Obama is that he’s all about the next generation, about improving the schools, about making a world that’s better for all, about seeing your kids go places that you couldn’t get to!”
Balloons are dropping!
“People come into my cab who are Republican, I tell them ‘hey, that’s OK! We’re all American, we’re all working for the same goal, and even though we may disagree, that’s great! That’s what makes us strong! That’s what unites us, our ability to listen, criticize, compromise, and respect each other! That’s the American way!’”
Confetti!
“I see my kids learning things I never knew and I know that their world is going to better than mine!”
And the spotlights pan the backseat!
Fearing that at any moment the Stars and Stripes Forever would fill the taxi, I asked about the gasoline situation. The governor has imposed rationing, and so you can only get gas every other day, depending on the last number of your license plate.
And yeah—that applies to cab drivers, as well.
‘What,’ I think, ‘that’s completely outrageous! Gas is the lifeblood of this guy’s business!”
The guy responds—he was in a line from 7 to 11PM to get a tank of gas.
Right—but what about tomorrow? Will a tank of gas last him?
“It’s a hard life,” remarks Jeanne. “Most cabbies gotta make 200 bucks a day, just to pay rent, expenses, gas…. So a lot of them have partners, who can work the extra shift.”
I’m thinking something different. I’m thinking of two parents, two fathers. And three girls. One father is somewhere in Pakistan, planning—perhaps—a ritual killing of his daughter in America.
The other father is on the streets of Manhattan, driving for hours on end, thrilled that a stranger—now a friend!—would stop and buy him a campaign button.
Two fathers, both Muslim.
One has gone forward—physically, to another country; spiritually, to another reality.
The other is locked into his past.
We should have a word, I think.
“Two fathers, both Muslim,” I wrote four paragraphs up.
A word for a father who is, and who is not.
Wikipedia has an informative entry under 'honor killings.' Among statements from anthropologists and other researchers is this:
ReplyDeleteAccording to University of Toronto professor of women's studies Shahrzad Mojab, followers of Hinduism, Islam,Sikhism, Judaism and Christianity have used their religions as a rationale to commit honour killings. She said that honor killings don't have "any definite connection with religion at all", and that honor killing had been practised before any major religion came into existence.[21]