The Mayor of New York City is now Zohran Mamdani. That one sentence is enough to shake some barriers and knock some masks off. And since the news came out, those masks have come off in broad view.
We’ve had years of corruption with people like Andrew Cuomo and Eric Adams. Scandals were hidden, the truth was kept secret behind press conferences, and promises were made before elections only to be buried under mountains of cash and favors. But now, someone with a backbone and morals has come out into the open. And yes, he is a Muslim. That is where some people start to feel uneasy.
Because in their world, a Muslim running anything must suggest something is going on behind the scenes. Some others even had the nerve to proclaim, “We said we would never forget after 9/11, but we did.” What did you forget? That the terrorist attacks on September 11 were a false flag operation to destroy the Middle East? That millions of people perished so that a few people could get oil and gold contracts? That the world was taught to believe a falsehood so large that simply asking about it made you the enemy?
You didn’t forget. You never cared to remember the truth.
You casually blamed every Muslim for something they had nothing to do with, but you never held your own accountable when classrooms became war zones. Never once termed it “Christian extremism” when churches nurtured men who would later barge into classrooms with guns. That quiet says more than your anger.
Here comes Zohran now. He speaks for the people of New York. People who work. The people who were forgotten. The sleepy. He doesn’t change his voice to make Israel feel good or give money to AIPAC. And all of a sudden, that becomes dangerous.
Why?
Because he won’t let himself be a puppet.
Because he isn’t for sale.
Because his soul is still his.
In a system that punishes truth and encourages following orders, Zohran’s presence is a form of rebellion. People don’t even blink at the threats he gets anymore because they happen so often. But let’s be real. If Zohran were Jewish and had to deal with half of what he’s going through now, the whole internet would have been on fire. Every site would be looking for trolls. Every news station would be showing programs about antisemitism.
But Zohran is a Muslim. In our world, that means you can publicly detest him. Make fun of him. Put him in danger. Doubt his devotion. And still call yourselves democratic in some way.
This is where the masks come off.
To Zohran, I say this: stay strong. You are not by yourself. You are not shaking things up. You are waking it awake. The people know what you believe in. And the people who are afraid of your rising are afraid that finally, someone is refusing to serve the rich while the poor disappear.
You weren’t chosen by chance. Hearts that were tired of lies pushed you onward. By communities that are tired of being hidden. By voices that don’t want to be quiet anymore.
This is more than just a title.
This is a moment in time.
And the past is watching you.
May your steps be safe.
May your bravery stay strong.
And may your truth never give in to their strength.
