“I have the privileges within certain Muslim communities of a hijabi.”
That is a very refreshing admission. But many men have an even more powerful privilege, the privilege of not having to wear a beard, skullcap, and shortened trousers in order to enter a mosque without awkward questions being asked. Being myself a borderline case of this privilege.
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There are so many ‘layers’ to this dreaded headscarf discussion (and the dreaded word ‘debate’) (and even the dreaded ‘layers’ pun). I am constantly on the edge of flipping off every conversation surrounding it. I cringe in public (real and virtual) settings that mention the word ‘hijab’, seconds from theoretically and literally puking. F*** it all is what my philosophy usually is when it comes to the headscarf debates. I am intrinsically, from deep within myself turned off, and yet desperately plugged in to conversations that directly impact my life.
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