What devastates me most is, whenever a terrorist attack happens, I feel people's fear and stares; cashiers aggressively avoiding eye contact/struggling not to speak rudely, coworkers and (rightwing) friends turn cold and insolent. I feel extremely isolated and out of place. At times it gets too much at work that during lunch breaks I take my food and eat in the bathroom, or pretend I have to run out for a quick little errand outside. Thinking of the 2+ million newly-arrived Muslims in Europe being secluded because of stares, judgement (and/or what Bev's aunt and colleague's sister faced) makes me think that Islamic radicalisation in Europe hasn't even begun, and that freaks me out.