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In 1985 As A Teenager In Kenya, I Was An Adamant Member Of The Muslim Brotherhood.

I Would Like To Be Judged On The Validity Of My Arguments, Not As A Victim.

It Is Easy To Be Disgruntled If You Are Denied Rights And Freedoms To Which You Feel Entitled. But If You Are Not Coherent, If You Cannot Put Into Words What It Is That Displeases You And Why It Is Unfair And Should Change, Then You Are Dismissed As An Unreasonable Whiner. You May Be Lectured About Perseverance And Patience, Life As A Test, The Need To Accept The Higher Wisdom Of Others.

People Ask Me If I Have Some Kind Of Death Wish, To Keep Saying The Things I Do. The Answer Is No: I Would Like To Keep Living. However, Some Things Must Be Said, And There Are Times When Silence Becomes An Accomplice To Injustice.

Young People, Some Of Whom Are Not Born Into The Faith, Are Being Fired Up By Preachers Using Basic Islamic Scripture And Mobilized To Wage Jihad By Radical Imams Who Represent Themselves As Legitimate Muslim Clergymen.