It wasn’t always like this. There was a time when you saw women in Muslim-majority countries wearing swimsuits on public beaches, going to university. There was a time where Islamic countries were embracing progressive ideals, moving forwards not backwards.

The alliance between the left and Islam isn’t new.

People in the West fear being labeled ‘Islamophobic’ more than anything else.

When my mother grew up in Egypt, you didn’t see hijabs everywhere. Maybe in villages, on older women, but not in big cities or universities. Then, in the early 1980s, the idea of political Islam became popular.

When I left my former life married to an Al-Qaeda terrorist, I gained the freedom to think, to question. It was intoxicating. Learning, asking questions—it was delightful. I couldn’t stop. I’m an incredibly curious person, and all my life, I had to suppress that trait to survive.

As a woman in Islam, if you dare to be noticed in any way, it’s considered shameful.

Growing up, another word I heard often was “Awrah,” which means shameful nakedness. Not just your body or hair, even your voice is Awrah. If you’re a woman, merely speaking out loud is shameful. Singing is especially immoral. In Iran, women are imprisoned for singing. (1/3)

I fear none of us will ever get to see Gaza as an independent state freed from the clutches of terrorists. I will never see my family’s two buildings there that my father so desperately wanted me to visit. They probably won’t be left standing.

Sadly, Hamas will likely continue its destruction. It is funding will still flow in from the Islamic regime of Iran, though perhaps it will need to rebrand under a different name. Like the mythic Hydra, it will grow two heads when this one is cut off.

I have spoken to hundreds of women who have had similar experiences across the West—who have been let down by law enforcement because of cultural relativism, the progressive ideal that we shouldn’t hold other cultures to our own standards, even when those standards are the law.

This Saturday (February 1st), I’ll be joining Dawn Neesom on GB News (UK) to discuss No Hijab Day. It’s about empowering women in oppressive Islamic societies and communities with the freedom to choose. The interview is happening at 12:30 London time. Don’t miss it!

Today, Muslim boys are getting the same message east and west: be a “freedom fighter”, fight for the “resistance”, kill Jews – and don’t worry, we have your back!

We have this disgusting Islamist ideology teaching little boys that to be the best of men, to reach the highest levels of heaven, you must be a shaheed, you must kill non-Muslims.

Women are fighting for freedom, risking their lives, and the world stays silent-afraid of being labeled Islamophobic. Stop justifying terror and supporting terrorists because you're afraid of mean words. It's cowardice; it's betrayal. www.instagram.com/reel/DES3WQY...

Victory parades for defeats. Losses recast as wins. From Egypt’s 6th of October War to Saddam’s “Mother of All Battles” to Hezbollah’s “divine victories,” the pattern is clear: defeat becomes celebration. History is rewritten, children are indoctrinated, and tragedy is glorified as triumph.

It’s time to stop tiptoeing around the truth. Jihadists are not hiding their intentions—they tell us exactly what they stand for. And it stands in stark contrast to the values of tolerance, freedom, and coexistence.

Western virtue signallers on social media seeking to burnish their activist credentials by backing the “axis of resistance” and calling for the “river to the sea” and to “globalize the intifada” are signalling nothing more than their own ignorance and self-regard.

When my father, who was born and raised in Gaza, was still alive, he often spoke out against Hamas, calling it the ugly face of the Palestinian struggle everywhere. He had a Facebook page and a YouTube channel dedicated to sharing images and videos of a Gaza before it was overrun with terrorists.

We have this disgusting Islamist ideology teaching little boys that to be the best of men, to reach the highest levels of heaven, you must be a shaheed, you must kill non-Muslims. (1/4)

At 19, my life was stolen from me. They found the perfect tool of control—a man who embodied terror. For years, I was a prisoner in every sense. But motherhood awakened a fire in me. I wasn’t just fighting for myself anymore.

Sharing my story is not just about me—it’s about encouraging others to find strength, hope, and resilience in their own lives. I’m excited to take you on this journey with me. Join me on this new chapter as I continue to explore life, share experiences, and inspire change.