Well, you’re just guessing now, assuming …

So when I raised my kids. I told them about child predators , I told them about kidnapping, I told them about nice people that can hurt you.

I never told them about terrorists.

I am passionate about this. For a few reasons.

I used to be very angry at biblical religions, because of the stigmas and effects they’ve had on women in general. Also because of how lost so many of the tribe have gotten. Their hatred towards people. Gays. Women. Witches. Whatever.

What they now consider “Christian values” or more like something from the devil than what Jesus taught. I think I was angry for Jesus.

I don’t hate Christians. The feeling is more like pity. I pity them, because they got so lost. So removed from the message of Christ.

Same with Muslims.

As a human being I think I have a right to contribute to the conversation. We all do.

It’s not a war I want or fight. I want peace and kindness for all men.

See, I feel like I have a Responsibilty to speak up, for the millions of girls, women, that are living in Islamic countries that have no voice. It’s like any other issue that plagues humanity.

Who am I if I do nothing? I admit that my voice is little and strong. But sometimes it’s the only weapon I have .

I do not hate Muslims. If anything I love them, that’s why I am trying to educate , trying to teach what I know.

I don’t know how to explain it.

Islam is not a person. It’s a belief system that I believe is fucked up. And I think hurts more than it helps.

Period.