Nationalism

Nationalism Turns Away People in Real Need

I moved back to Washington, D.C., this summer, after eight years in Jakarta.  I felt guilty saying goodbye to my refugee friends, knowing that my move was by choice and fueled by good things: a chance to be near my extended family, a new job for my husband, the pull of home.  I wasn’t forced to leave by events beyond my control. I wasn’t fleeing. I chose to go home.