I once had an acquaintance who nearly rose to the level of friend. Before forming a personal relationship, we had known of each other for many years and had even met on one occasion, quite by chance, outside of an ice cream shop in Ramallah. We were young then, both in graduate school, both figuring out what it meant for us, born in the United States, to be Palestinian. We chatted with a mutual friend serving as mediator and then went our separate ways, aware of each other’s existence in subsequent years through a tight-knit but complicated network of Arab Americans.
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A longform reflection on the interplay between obedience and disobedience in the modern corporate university.