Donald Trump: We Are Not the Enemy! A Muslim-American U.S. Military Veteran Explains the Muslim “Problem” and Offers Proposals for Peace

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D
oNALD TRuMP WE ARE NoT




THE ENEMY!


A
MUSLIM-AMERICAN U.S. MILITARY VETERAN



EXPLAINS MUSLIM PROBLEM
AND OFFERS



PROPOSALS FOR PEACE





by



Adam Al hor


U.S. Air
Force Veteran and U.S. Department of Defense
analyst


MA. in Strategic Studies, American
Military University



Published by Gatekeeper Press




3971 Hoover Rd. Suite




Columbus, OH 43123-2839



Copyright 2016 by Adam Al
Hor




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All rights reserved.
Neither this book, nor any parts within it may be
sold


or reproduced in any form
without permission.



eISBN
9781619845664




Contents



Chapter i My
Story


Chapter Fox News and the
Islamophobia industry


Chapter
Republicans and the 2016 Election Bids



Chapter
History of Militant Islam



Chapter Causes of
Terrorism

Chapter 6 A
Chronology of U.S. Military Interventions in the
Muslim




World



Chapter Solutions to Terrorism



Chapter
8 Condemning Terrorism



Chapter
Conclusion
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Chapter 1




Mv Story

As a child, if I looked
westward from the shores of mv native North
African country, only the water

of the Atlantic
Ocean separated me from the United States.
Growing up, I fell in love with the

liberties, freedoms, and
pursuit of happiness that the American people
enjoyed, and I strove to be

part of the dream. As President Barack Obama
said, Alongside our famous individualism, there
is
another ingredient
in the American stoi, which is a belief that we
are all connected as one people

despite our
background, races, and faiths. There is no white
America, black America, Latino


America, or Asia America there
is the United States of America.

This unique fabric
of the country prompted me to contribute to the
mix and diversity.
I was
born in Morocco, the first country that
recognized the United States (on June 23, 1786)as
an
independent
nation. On that momentous day, a trea of peace
and friendship was signed by U.S.


Minister Thomas Barclay and Sultan of
Morocco Sidi Muhammadat Marrakech. 2

I am a middle child of ten
children. Mv parents were previously divorced
from arranged marriages,

and theirs was also arranged. My father had a
small electronic repair shop. My mother alwa s
told
me that mv dad
used to make good money, but because of his
trustworthy nature, he trusted a

friend who conned him
out of his savings after the friend promised to
help him buy a house. Mv

father was naive. The con artist vas later
arrested and sentenced to prison, where he died
years
later. Without a
degree, mv dad managed to learn how to fix TVs,
radio receivers, and most kinds

of electronics. I
remember when I was small, he used to take me
with him to fix peoples TVs in

their homes after he
closed his shop. After he lost most of his
savings, he felt bad, so lie started to

smoke
heavily, which affected his health, and lie liad
to sell the shop aiid stay at home.

Mv father saved no
inoiiey for retirement and, just like most
Moroccans, who do not benefit from

any type of social
welfare, he died poor. He died in 1993 at age
fifty-three following a long fight

against an
illness related to heavy smoking. I was nineteen
years old. We were poor with no

financial support, so
mv mother,without formal education or training,
was required to enter the


job market by selling
clothes in the markets of Casablanca.

Mv mother sold lier
nierchandise in the streets, never missing a day,
weathering cold, rain, and

burning sun. I used to worry about her due
to petty thieves and some corrupt Moroccan police

officers who
extorted money from the poor to allow them to do
business. Similar practices are

widely known in North
Africa, and it was later the spark that ignited
Arab Spring in Tunisia in 2011




and beyond.
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When I was in
college, I used to accompany mv mother to help
her sell clothes. In Morocco,

college was free for Moroccan
citizens, but an opportunity cost vas associated
with attending

college. Each
class I took was time away from helping to
support mv family.
W
hen mv father worked, we had food on our table
and clothes on our backs. But after he died,

things started to get
worse. Mv mother had to rent one of the rooms in
our two-bedroom flat, and

she sold her jewelry and kitchemvare to buy
food for us. She even washed peoples clothes
with
her bare hands to
make money. I used to be happy to have a guest in
our flat, because I knew that



we would be eating meat and fresh
fruit.

We were often hungry and waited
for Mom to come back home and bring food.


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