Musings —07.04.2016 06:57 AM—
Quote, from the New York Times:
Early in the morning, the gunmen released a group of women wearing hijabs and offered a young Bangladeshi man, Faraz Hossain, the opportunity to leave, too, said Hishaam Hossain, Mr. Hossain’s nephew, who had heard an account from the hostages who were freed.
Mr. Hossain, a student at Emory University, was accompanied by two women wearing Western clothes, however, and when the gunmen asked the women where they were from, they said India and the United States. The gunmen refused to release them, and Mr. Hossain refused to leave them behind, his relative said. He would be among those found dead on Saturday morning.
In the coming days – when ISIS et al. commit yet more mass murder (as they did on an extraordinary scale in Dhaka and Baghdad), and as Donald Trump et al. actively recruit for ISIS (as they do every single day, by whipping up hatred against moderate Muslims) – remember that name: Faraz Hossain. I have been thinking about him all weekend. He left me in awe.
He was a Muslim, and he was free to go. But he stayed to die with two women who the killers hated, simply because they wore Western clothing, and because they came from somewhere else. He stayed with them, knowing he was going to die.
Remember him, not just because he was extraordinarily brave. Remember him because Faraz Hossain is quite literally the kind of person we need if we are ever going to save the world from itself.
Let his memory be for a blessing, my Jewish friends always say. I’ll bet Faraz Hossain would be okay with that.