Word: veilings
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...codes bump up against one another, throwing each other into relief. The same era that's given us the tell-all circus that is Big Brother and a cybervideo of Paris Hilton in flagrante also seems to have produced a striking rise in Western Muslims taking up the veil. The more of private life Western pop culture reveals, the more Muslim women decide to conceal...
...four municipalities the PJD runs, Shari'a law has not been enforced. The PJD has understood that the electorate demands good governance, not banning alcohol or imposing a particular dress code on women. No liquor shop has been closed, no woman has been forced to wear the veil. This suggests that if the party eventually gains power, Morocco and Western critics would not necessarily have to fear an Islamist party...
...stroller along, a policewoman in a black chador blocked my way. She fingered my plain cotton head scarf, pronounced it too thin and directed me toward a parked minibus. It took a full minute for me to realize that she meant to arrest me. "I've been wearing this veil for over five years," I pleaded. "Surely it can't be that unacceptable?" My husband soon caught up with us and began berating the policewoman for harassing a young mother. The commotion drew the attention of a bearded superior officer, who came over to inspect me. "The problems...
...scarves. But recently the rules changed overnight. As we inched out of the busy parking lot, I leaned out the window to warn a group of young women whose dress was sure to make them targets. "They're arresting people up ahead," I said. Only one nonchalantly tugged her veil forward a little. The others continued laughing, as though they didn't believe me. It had been so long since women were rounded up in the streets that I didn't blame them. Young men with long hair, women with jewel-toned veils filled the area. "Will they arrest...
...glance or a smile to blossom into an acquaintance or friendship. The mentality of New York, unlike that of my small California home or even that of Boston, seems to prohibit this kind of unguarded familiarity. The glowing night shrouds the faces of New Yorkers in a blurring veil, making it possible to look at someone without remembering their features. After midnight, people are set apart, wrapped in their own thoughts and concerns...