In 2021, our office continued to identify new ways we could continue our ongoing fight against Islamophobia, racism, xenophobia, and bigotry in the midst of the COVID-19 pandemic. We continue to build relationships with local elected officials and like-minded organizations to work on real change.
To mark the beginning of National Bullying Prevention Month, the Council on American-Islamic Relations (CAIR) is providing this document of resources to combat anti-Muslim bigotry in the classroom. Research has demonstrated that Muslims face bullying at twice the rate of the national average.
This past Saturday, the 20th Anniversary of the attacks on the US on September 11th, 2001, Jacob Bender spoke at the official Philadelphia memorial service for the First Responders — 343 NYC firefighters and paramedics, 23 NYC police officers, and 37 Port Authority police officers.
Under a blistering sun, I joined nearly 100 activists and religious leaders from the Muslim, Jewish, and Christian communities who had gathered yesterday on the steps of the Montgomery County Court House to voice support for Sanaa Beaufort, an African American Muslim student at North Penn High School in Montgomery County.
Slavery made this nation rich. At its height, slavery was a $3 billion-plus industry and a major engine of the U.S. economy. Industries throughout the states both supported, and were supported by, slavery. By 1850, 80% of American exports were the product of slave labor. The estimated value of enslaved people increased 500% between 1790 and 1860, from $200 million to around $3.059 billion.
At CAIR-Philadelphia, we are committed to our mission of promoting justice and mutual understanding! To that end, we are sharing this letter from Students for Justice in Palestine (SPJ) – UD with our communities. We applaud all students and community advocates for speaking up against inconsistent policies and for selective engagement with students who advocate for Palestine.
I was on the way home from school when I heard on the radio about the assassination of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. in Memphis. Walking into our family home, I found my father sitting in front of the television, watching news of the assassination, his body already racked by the spreading cancer that would kill him exactly one year later. He was crying. It was the only time I ever saw my father cry.
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