Today, I listened to a woman who should know better go off about how evil Islam is, how it's based on the teachings of a murderer, etc etc etc. blah blah blah. So I told this story:
In 2001, a little while after 9/11, I was walking down the street and saw a Muslim woman getting out of a car. She was in a full black hijab, but her face wasn't veiled. An older, hippie-esque couple was walking towards her just ahead of me, and the man called out to her, "Free yourself, sister!"
"Why?", she said. "So I can be like you?"