My latest article published in the Fort Wayne Journal Gazette 
http://www.journalgazette.net/opinion/columns/20181009/race-unavoidable

“I'm color blind.”

It's a statement employed by many to convey that they see everyone equally and that race plays no factor in how they treat others. They assume, and I believe with good intention, that by doing so, they are helping improve race relations and that, by looking beyond someone's skin color, they are combating some of the divisive race issues that continue to plague our country.

Although such an approach can be viewed as admirable and, as stated above, most likely stems from a well-intended place, I believe it to be harmful and, to an extent, selfish.

It's harmful because it perpetuates the fallacy that we're a post-racial society – that race is a thing of the past and plays no factor in how people are currently viewed and treated. This simply flies into the face of current reality for many.

If we're a post-racial society, then why do we still peddle the false notion that black people are inherently more violent and disproportionately attack white people, while data from the U.S. Bureau of Justice Statistics report shows that the “vast majority of most crimes are committed by a person of the same race as the victim”?

Or that immigrants, especially those with darker skin, are more likely to commit crime than citizens while, according to an article in the Oxford Research Encyclopedia of Criminology, “quantitative research has consistently shown that being foreign born is negatively associated with crime overall and is not significantly associated with committing either violent or property crime”?

If we are truly a post-racial society, then why is race still a real and palpable concern for many walking our streets? I've witnessed it with friends who have to think about when and where they are because of what their skin color, accent, language or religious garb may invoke.

The most sobering and honestly most heartbreaking account of such a thought process is a story I heard on the radio. In an interview on NPR, a self-described 6-foot-plus black Ivy League law professor said that many times, when he's alone in public, he intentionally whistles songs from “Frozen,” the Disney movie, so others would know that he has children and not perceive him as a threat! Just imagine the effort it takes to just be, and ask yourself, are we really a post-racial society?

According to current age distribution in the U.S., at least 25 percent of the population was alive and at an age that comprehended, or lived in a household that was actively engaged in, the civil rights movement in one way or another (i.e., for or against). We can't, in our celebrations of the successes of the civil rights movement, neglect the major percentage of the population that was actively against it.

I don't think that enacting a few laws simply made those who were vehemently and often violently against it change their mind. We need to stop sanitizing history and address these issues head on. It will take hard work over a couple of generations to clean that stain in order for us to truly become a post-racial society.

“I'm color blind” is also selfish because, in a way, one is saying “I don't see color, I don't contribute to these issues, therefore this is not my problem.” History, however, does not stop and start with you, and you can't detach yourself from society. If you're blessed enough to not experience what the marginalized experience, then it is your duty as a member of society to help actively reduce factors leading to their marginalization.

Race is a social construct. It has no biological bases. If we can Frankenstein it into what it is now, then we can just as well deconstruct it and put it to better use. You can't simply be complacent, because if you're complacent, then you're complicit.

Not seeing someone's color, and how that color is perceived, viewed and treated, will not make the problems associated with it magically go away. You need to see the full spectrum of color and all that that entails; you need to acknowledge all of it; and you need to address it. Each and everyone of us has to work, in our own capacity, to contain such evil that continues to plague our society.

That is done in many ways, but the best way is the way in which you feel most able. It can be by denouncing the use of the N word when you're with a group of non-black friends, or by telling your story, which would negate a negative propagandistic stereotype about “your people,” or by simply upholding yourself to the highest moral of “treating others as you wish to be treated.”

You need to see me, and in full color, because if you don't see me, then I don't exist.

My latest article. Published by The Journal Gazette on May 20, 2018 http://journalgazette.net/opinion/columns/20180520/us-world-continuing-to-ignore-historic-injustice-against-a-people


US, world continuing to ignore historic injustice against a peopleAhmed Abdelmageed
“So that if the nations of the world say that the Jewish people don't own the land of Israel, they would point to the fact that God created the world and gave it to them.”
– David Friedman, U.S. ambassador to Israel,May 14, 2018

Ever since I could formulate my own thoughts, I was acutely aware of what it means to be Palestinian.

Even though I was born in Qatar to refugees who fled the brutal Israeli occupation of their homeland in June of 1948, my Palestinian culture has always been a central part of my identity. Growing up among Palestinian family and friends who suffered the same fate – along with periodic, spotty at best, phone calls to my mother's parents in Rafah's refugee camp – reinforced and strengthened my sense of belonging to a country from which I was forbidden. I came to know Palestine via stories about the land my father played on while watching his father cultivate it, my grandparents' house in their hometown of Yebna, and the heroism of those who refused to yield to oppression.
But perhaps my fondest memory of a palpable sense of what it means to be Palestinian is a picture of the Dome of the Rock mosque in Jerusalem with the Al-Aqsa mosque perched a couple of hundred yards behind it. Both are situated inside a 35-acre compound referred to as al-Haram al-Sharif, or the Noble Sanctuary, by Muslims, and as the Temple Mount by Jews.
That picture hung in the main hallway of our house in Qatar, and I used to stare at it and ache to visit such a beautiful place.
The feeling was mixed with a sense of bafflement as to how the entire world could become apathetic to the plight of my people. How a site that is holy to all three Abrahamic faiths has been rendered unholy by injustice and bloodshed.
I used to feel sad and frustrated by the situation, yet supported by my network of dispossessed Palestinians and non-Palestinian sympathizers. That sense of support was rapidly replaced by a disorienting sense of being under attack after moving to the western world (Canada and then the U.S.) following my high school graduation.
I felt, and continue to feel, that my Palestinian identity is fought, discredited, delegitimized and dehumanized.
If I, as a victim, am to defend the rights of my people in light of the atrocities of a political regime that has killed, and continues to kill, scores upon scores of them, I am labeled an anti-Semite. If I am to discuss the flagrant violations of human rights and U.N. treaties by the Israeli government, I am met with an indifferent “it's complicated.” I am to sit and watch media, religious and educational institutions erase me and my people from existence.
I am to live with the fact that, as an American, my ambassador used God to justify the expulsions and ethnic cleansing of my people. That some of my tax money goes right into the hands of the Israeli military as part of an annual $3.8 billion in aid to a regime that has proved to be nothing but an apartheid, colonialist, expansionist regime.
I am to sit and watch my greedy American government, drunk on its power and deluded by its own grandiose sense of democratic superiority, act with callous disregard to more than 60 people killed, including six children, and 2,000 injured less than 60 miles from where the celebration of the American embassy's move to Jerusalem took place. A move that cements America's standing on the international stage as fully biased toward Israel and discredits any claim it may have toward being an honest broker in any peace negotiations.
Jerusalem may be the latest sound bite filling your traditional and social media feeds, but it is not the sole issue. The issue is modern history's longest-standing occupation and our country's unabashed support for it through military aid, financial aid and veto power.
Jerusalem is just the tip of a mountain of injustice that we choose to ignore.
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Ahmed Abdelmageed is Manchester University's College of Pharmacy assistant dean of experiential education and community engagement and a board member with the Indiana Center for Middle East Peace.

My latest article published 09/20/2017 
​http://www.journalgazette.net/opinion/columns/20170920/sept-11---plus-16 

Sept. 11 - plus 16
Time to re-evaluate global antiterror strategy
Sixteen years ago, I was a pharmacy student in Big Rapids, Michigan. I was in the office of one of my professors, having a general conversation, when his phone rang. He became visibly shaken and looked pale as he hung up the phone. “My wife says planes crashed into the World Trade Center,” he managed to mutter and, to be honest, it did not quite register with me. I thought it was an accident – a small-engine plane that lost its course and hit one of the buildings.
I excused myself from the office of my visibly distraught professor and walked down to my lecture room. It was about 30 minutes before the start of class and, as I walked in, the footage of the plane crashing into the World Trade Center was on full display on the big screens. My heart sank as I watched the details start to unfold.
I, along with every other American, made the promise never to forget that fateful day.
Never forget the beautiful lives cut short but this heinous act of aggression.
Never forget the feeling of being attacked on your own soil while doing nothing other than going about your day-to-day business.
Never forget the emotional toll this has taken on us individually and on our country collectively.
Since that day we always remember, as well we should, where we were and how we felt at the particular moment when we fully realized what had just happened.
But what do we do with that memory and where did – more importantly where will – this emotional energy take us?
Let's forgo talking about the monetary cost of the War on Terror we launched after the attacks of 9/11 because no amount of money will do a human life justice. But where is the justice in the incalculable scores of civilian lives lost since then? Staggering numbers ranging in the hundreds of thousands are related to this Global War on Terror. How many orphans, single parents and dismantled families has this war created?
What about the never-ending psychological spiral of bitterness and resentment we have created in those we invaded? Do we not realize that never forget is not an exclusive American sentiment? That the generations growing up in the parts of the world we bomb will grow up never forgetting that it was American planes that dropped American bombs that destroyed their homes? Will they never forget that it was an American soldier with an American weapon who killed their loved ones? What will they do with such memories and, more importantly, where will this emotional energy take them?
What about our friends and neighbors who swore to protect us? Men and women giving the ultimate sacrifice, doing as directed without hesitation to ensure our safety? Shouldn't our elected officials hesitate before sending them into such never-ending battles?
I intentionally pose these questions days after Sept. 11 in hopes that in the wake of our emotional state, we get past feelings of anger, resentment and revenge and reflect upon where we are since that day. Pause to truly think about our response to Sept. 11 and whether our response has helped us heal or made us feel safe.
So I ask of our officials and of you who elect them, what is our final goal? What is our deliverable of these never-ending wars? You can't kill an idea. You can't kill a feeling. You can't bomb hate.
I believe it is high time for re-evaluating our failed strategies and repositioning our status as a peacekeeping nation and a leader of democracy.

Back in April, after Trump ordered airstrikes on Syria, the Indiana Center for Middle East Peace, Inc. hosted a panel discussion/conversation about the escalation. Michael Spath was a wonderful moderator as always and Sam Jarjour had some great insight to share. I had a few words, and many hand gestures, to share (starting at the 37th minute and going on for about 10 minutes). Dr. Ammar Ghanem was able to make it and share some of his insight (minute 67) as well.
Many thanks to Terry Doran and his friend Tracy who filmed the event.

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Jim Banks starts off a May 3 column by stating, “Like many Hoosiers, I had questions about Donald Trump's views on foreign policy, his temperament and his view of America's role in the world.” This gives the reader the impression that he, too, was somewhat skeptical of the reality TV mogul's transition into politics and subsequent presence on the world stage.
Such skepticism was apparently quickly dissipated as Banks hails our president for his leadership, citing examples from the president's hundred-and-some-odd days' tenure in the oval office. In particular, the 3rd District representative mentions bombing Syria's Assad regime and escalating the fight against Islamic State terrorism. Banks concludes our president is off to a strong start in what seems to be an arduous journey of undoing eight years of foreign policy failures.
While I do somewhat agree with Banks' statement on the previous administration's foreign policy failures, I strongly disagree with his assessment of President Trump's actions.
I am one of those Hoosiers who had questions about Trump but, unlike our congressman, my concerns are not allayed by his actions; rather, they have become much more heightened.
The strike on Syria's Assad regime that Banks uses as an example of Trump's decisiveness on key national security issues is bewildering, to say the least. The war in Syria is now a threat to our national security? When did it become so? That certainly wasn't the case according to many of Trump's contradicting statements about Syria. Going from a “we should stay the hell out of Syria” position to dropping 59 missiles without any plan, heeding of consequences or a “what's next” strategy is not “an appropriate but measured response to a global humanitarian crisis,” but rather a cause of alarm to us all.
Is Trump all of a sudden motivated by the humanitarian crisis? “No child of God should ever suffer such horror,” said the president in his statement after the U.S. bombing, but aren't those the same children he said he had “absolutely no problem looking them in the face” and telling them to go home when they come to our country escaping such horror? I find the use of the words “humanitarian” and “God” as mockery to the faithful and to humanitarian activists.
Was it the use of chemical weapons? If that's the case, then why is the method of killing more important than the killing itself? Shouldn't killing be abhorred whether by chemical weapons or a thousand cuts? Our outrage/action should be about what's happening, regardless of method. And what if the bombing killed Russians or Iranians (our country claims both support the Assad regime)? Have we thought of the potential war that might ensue from such haphazard action?
And what early promising results of our intensified fight against terrorism is Banks speaking of? I am all for eradicating terrorism, but have we not learned that greater force and intensity does not scare away terrorists, rather it reinforces the narrative of “the West is at war with us” espoused by such groups? You can't bomb away such an ideology.
War is not the only answer to fight this elusive “terrorism,” so how about a strategy that's beyond dropping more bombs instead?
There is a lot more criticism that can be leveled against Trump's actions, but my main criticism is of those who surround him and the role they play. A blanketed, unabashed praise of any president and cheerleading him without any critical analysis of his actions or their consequences only enables him further. Enabling can also be done by being silent when truth needs to be spoken, by being complacent, by shirking your responsibilities as a representative of your community.
Our congressmen and -women and our senators are not elected to sing the praises of the one who occupies the Oval Office. Our system of checks and balances fails if neither takes place.

post originally published by the Journal Gazzette  05/15/2017 
​http://www.journalgazette.net/opinion/columns/20170515/more-questions-not-fewer

So after an overall sentiment of love, admiration and appreciation for what the United States in general and Fort Wayne in particular have offered us, the panelists, in terms of opportunities for success and a generally more welcoming atmosphere/environment than where we came from, I had a few "tough love" words to share with the audience at the conclusion of the "celebrating immigrants" panel discussion.

My tough love revolved around how we need to stop kidding ourselves with this "we are a post racial society" or "we are an inclusive community" and start doing some real grunt work addressing our conscious and subconscious biases. How although I appreciate everyone's presence, we need to stop patting ourselves on the back for having attended such a meeting and go have the candid conversation with the friend or family member who refuses to attend such events yet still paints a much different and often negative image of immigrants. I also pointed the fact that our panel is a skewed representation of immigrants (all educated with well paid jobs, mostly men) and that we must not forget that immigrants include those whose backs are just as broken as their English, who strive to make a better life for themselves and their children and LOVE this country even more than many of the ones born in it who take it for granted.

Many people (immigrants and non immigrants alike) expressed their appreciation for what I said, stated that they needed to hear it/it needed to be said and applauded me for speaking up. Beyond that appreciation however lies a question that was more implied than directly asked which is "why wouldn't more immigrants have such uneasy conversations with people and call out the many biases that are expressed toward them?"

I'll venture a grossly generalized answer to the question

I believe it to be out of respect and appreciation. Many don't want to seem ungrateful or disrespectful to a country that welcomed them and afforded them an opportunity. Most, if not all, do not have the sense of entitlement that comes with being born here (not bratty type entitlement but entitlement in the sense of rights that are enjoyed from birth and not gained at an older age).

This type of gratitude often supersedes many of the problems or issues that they encounter due to the "don't bite the hand that feeds you" attitude.

This type of attitude is universal across all immigrants (I said I will grossly generalize) regardless of educational achievement or financial success.

This type of attitude also creates a vicious cycle as often the gratitude is mistook for meekness and airs a sense of inferiority that is, unfortunately more often than not, met with arrogance than humility.

This type of attitude needs to be changed if we, immigrants, are to be treated, as our adopted constitution guarantees, equally.
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I was honored to be part of a tremendous group of panelists celebrating immigrants in Fort Wayne. Thank you Progressive Social Hour for putting together such an important program and thank you Universal Education Foundation of Fort Wayne (UEF) for being hospitable and generous as usual. Many thanks also to our wonderful mayor Tom Henry for being there and sharing some opening remarks with the close to 200 people in attendance.

Here is a quick summary of some discussion points I was privileged to share

- we need to stop seeing our society as a melting pot and start appreciating the beauty of the mosaic that is America

- we need to look beyond the label and celebrate the humanity of those we impose the label upon

- I bet you you know an immigrant or a refugee within 3-4 degrees of separation. Get to know them and their story and don't let others tell it for you

- we must MUST acknowledge our conscious and subconscious biases towards "other" and realize the fact that we do not live in a post racial, all inclusive society. Once we realize that and appreciate it as a fact we can move forward

- Fort Wayne is a great place to live and has a solid foundation on which we can strengthen our community further. But we have to go beyond the cordial niceties and live what we purport as Hoosier hospitality and get to know those who do not look like us, believe like us or talk like us

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Was honored to speak at today's No Ban No Wall rally in our beautiful downtown. An electric crowd of at least 300 people withstood the freezing cold to make their voices heard.

Below is the text of my speech

Dear brothers and sisters in humanity
Dear brothers and sisters in justice

My name is Ahmed Abdelmageed
I am a Muslim, Palestinian, immigrant American

I've been to many events like this
And I have to admit that I have a love-hate relationship with events like these

I hate that our nation
a nation that claims democracy as its credence
a nation that boasts human rights as its practice
A nation that is strengthened by the people who come to its shores
from all walks of life
To put their sweat, blood and tears to make it home
Is currently ripping apart the very fabric of its own society
By labeling
By categorizing
By generalizing
By demonizing

But at the same time I love that every time a threat exposes certain fragilities within our democracy

Every time there is an exposed hypocrisy

Every time we feel a tug that could tear the fabric of our society

You show up

You show up to remind everyone that WE the people will not stand idly by while justice is being trampled upon

That we the people will not succumb to fear mongering

That we the people will stand up for what is right

That we are not here solely because we belong to a group targeted by hate

We are here for justice
We are here for equality
We are here for one another

So when you are targeted for where you come from then you and I are one

So today,
I am not only Palestinian, I am Syrian, I am Iranian,
I am Sudanese, I am Iraqi, I am Somali, I am Yemeni, I am Libyan and I am Mexican

When you are targeted for your skin color then you and I are one

So today
I am not only white, I am brown, I am black, I am red and I am yellow

When you are targeted for what you believe then you and I are one

So today
I am Muslim
I am Christian
I am Jew

I am each and everyone of you

For we are the United in the United States of America

Dear brothers and sisters in justice
What is of utmost importance at this time is for those who do good to continue to do so. You're the constant in the equation, the rest is variables

And remember we can individually pray for peace but we must all work for justice

#NoBanNoWall #MuslimBan #ImmigrantsWelcome

My refugee travel document was issued by Egypt as a result of the Israeli occupation of my parents’ hometown of Yebna, Palestine, in June 1948.

My parents sought refuge in Qatar in the early 1960s due to continued military expansionism by the state of Israel and helped build Qatar as a businessman (my father) and a teacher (my mother). Qatar, like the majority of Arab countries, unfortunately, does not naturalize you even if you were born and raised there. My parents’ dedication to providing a better life for their children led them to seek refuge again in Canada in 1996.

I became a Canadian citizen in 2000, at the age of 22, then moved to the U.S. and have been calling this country home since then.

I became a full-fledged American citizen on June 15, 2012. On Aug. 22, 2012, at the Indiana Statehouse and in the presence of more than 100 people and then-Gov. Mitch Daniels, I kicked off the Muslim Alliance of Indiana’s annual Governor’s Iftar (breaking of the fast) with a recitation of the following verse from the Holy Quran, 2:183: “O believers, fasting is enjoined on you as it was on those before you, so that you might become righteous.”

The annual Governor’s Iftar was an event Daniels began hosting once elected, a symbolic gesture of inclusivity and a celebration of one aspect of our Hoosier diversity. After all, Indiana is home to many Muslims who contribute to the economic, civil and political dynamics of our state – Muslims who were born and raised here, generation upon generation, and Muslims who chose Indiana as the place where they can realize their full potential.

At the conclusion of the program, I led a Muslim prayer in the atrium with more than 50 Muslims in congregation. It was a day that I will never forget, a day I boast about to many of my friends who live in different countries around the world. I tell them, “There I was, a citizen for two months, standing in the middle of the most symbolic of state governmental institutions and in the company of people from all walks of life, celebrating my faith. This is why I became an American citizen; this is why I call America home.”

A year later, when Mike Pence became Indiana’s governor, there was a little bit of concern from the Muslim community about whether or not Pence would continue the tradition his predecessor started. Much to our pleasant surprise, Pence agreed to continue with the iftar and attended the first one with his wife. I recall that he was very personable and easy to talk to. He made everyone feel welcome and was indeed a gracious host.

Fast forward to now – the country is in an absolute frenzy. An executive order issued by President Donald Trump bans people who almost exactly fit my profile from entering my country.
And there, next to the man who issued such a decree, is Pence, the man who once told a very similar crowd, “We love having you here.” The man who on Dec. 8, 2015 said, “Calls to ban Muslims from entering the U.S. are offensive and unconstitutional” is now applauding such a ban.
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So I would also like to ask Mr. Pence, will you be the same gracious host you were then? Will you welcome a group of American Muslims who, just like the rest of our great nation, come from all different corners of the world and our great country? Will you sit comfortably and listen to the Quran being recited by a Muslim immigrant of Palestinian origin, just like you did then?
When you say, “Life is winning again in America,” whose life are you speaking about?
I appreciate the fact that, as a Christian, you “speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves,” but let’s not forget the rest of Proverbs 31:8-9.
It continues “for the rights of all who are destitute. Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy.”

Article originally posted by Journal Gazette on 02/02/2017 
​http://www.journalgazette.net/opinion/columns/The-two-Mike-Pences-17566937 

So when Mike Pence became Indiana's governor, there was a little bit of concern from the Muslim community about whether or not he will continue the tradition of Governor's Iftar that his predecessor Mitch Daniels started. It was a symbolic event put together by the Muslim Alliance of Indiana to strengthen the relationship between Muslim Hoosiers and their government. Much to our pleasant surprise, Pence agreed to continue with the iftar and attended with his wife. I recall that he was very personable and easy to talk to. He made everyone feel welcome and was indeed a gracious host.

So in honor of Trump's proposed ban on Muslim immigrants, I wanted to resurface this picture from a couple of years back as a reminder.

I would also like to ask Mr. Pence, will you be the same gracious host you were then?

Will you welcome a group of American Muslims who, just like the rest of our great nation, come from all different corners of the world and our great country?

More importantly, will you sit comfortably and listen to the Quran being recited by a Muslim immigrant of Palestinian origin just like you did then?

I appreciate you marching for life today sir but let's not forget about those who are already living.