Look, Juan, I’m not an apologist.
But I am an American woman who chooses to wear that 'Muslim garb' on planes . . . and also at school, at work, to the grocery store, the library, the shopping mall, at the park, on the metro, in line to get lunch, or coffee, or a movie ticket.
When I enter an airport, or step out of my car at a gas station, or go jogging on the street, I've got to tell you, I realize that I am in Muslim garb and I think, you know, I am identifying myself first and foremost as Muslim, I get worried. I get nervous.
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