When There Was Peace

The Story of Islam in America Pre-9/11

The onslaught of terrorism and its carnage can make Muslims feel like there’s one additional pillar to Islam — how to respond when the world seems like it’s always on fire.

First, there is shock. Then, dread catches up with anticipation. Finally, disappointment.

New York. St. Cloud. Orlando. San Bernardino. Chattanooga. Garland. Boston. Fort Hood. Brussels. Paris. Nice. Kabul. Baghdad. Quetta. Lahore. Istanbul.

Not again.

It’s difficult to remember what life was like before any of this, when there was no YouTube or Twitter and when the Twin Towers were still part of New York City’s skyline.

There wasn’t too much cause for concern about being named Muhammad, wearing a hijab or simply practicing the faith. But times change. Now, two months away from Election Day, a presidential candidate who supports the racial profiling of Muslims and banning their entry into the country is in real contention to be the next Commander-In-Chief.

But before any of that, the vitriol and hate, the radicalization and endless news cycles, the color-coded threat levels and social media jihad, there was a simpler version of Islam in America. In this episode, we dive into what life was like for Muslims around a northern Virginia mosque just eight stoplights away from the Pentagon.

Though, Islamic scripture would tell you there are only five pillars much like how Billy Joel would tell you that the world has always been burning ever since it started turning.

Some Noise is a podcast about the foolish pursuit of life, clarity and context. You can read more about it here.