Bad-guy Muslims // and I’m the dad.

[Scene: Luke, age 5, is lying on his bed, arms outstretched, making loud jet and explosion noises]
Me: “Why all the noise?”
Luke: “I’m dropping bombs on bad-guy Muslims.”
Me: “What?”
Luke: “Uncle [...] is in Afghanistan fighting bad-guy Muslims, right?”
Me: “Yeah, that’s true.”
Luke: (stretching out his arms) “So I’m flying a jet plane, dropping bombs on them.”
Me: “Do you think all Muslims are bad?”
Luke: “No, just the bad ones.”

8 June 2011 ·