It was the Republic Day in Tunisia, just a usual boring Sunday. A Tunisian swimmer won the gold medal in the Olympic games, and we all felt joyful and proud of his achievement. I was like most Tunisians, scrolling over Instagram, switching to Twitter a bit, and watching the Tokyo games when I received this […]
I was a freshly minted four-year-old on the morning of September 11, 2001. There’s not much I remember…
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Sometimes, when I walk into a room — a conference room, a board room, an auditorium, a lecture hall — I count the Black and brown faces, all the ones I can find. I didn’t set out to create this practice. It happened one day, and I found it impossible to stop. I believe it […]
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I don’t remember September 11, 2001. My parents say I visited my preschool for the first time that…
I initially meant to write this piece as a reflection of 17 years of law practice in human rights while…
Ever since I was old enough to talk, I was intensely aware of the impact of US foreign policy on my life.…
Religious leaders in Pakistan were taking to their pulpits to deliver rousing sermons denouncing the…
In September 2001, I was a sophomore in high school. It wasn’t until almost noon that I learned what…
The seventy million weren’t paying attention, really. They had other — more pressing — concerns.…
I have seen some of the most beautiful views, met the kindest people, and witnessed incredible acts of…