Today, I saw a library patron coming out of the Children’s Room, accompanied by her husband and child. She was wearing a beautiful white finely woven hijab.
She was also wearing a shapeless black tshirt. Splashed across it, in hot pink letters, was the opinion “You don’t know SQUAT”.
I would have thought that wearing a hijab would preclude the wearing of rude tshirts, but perhaps I’m wrong. (It’s happened before, me being wrong.)
But it’s kind of nice to know that snark knows no discrimination.