What drew me and millions of other tourists to the City of Light cast them out. There were, I began to learn, two cities of Paris for Malik and Médine and the million other people who call the banlieues their home. From their view, those lights signaled that the beast was always watching them. While the view from the heart of Paris, where old buildings glimmered and cold stares pierced our brown skin and bearded faces, was that the banlieue was the belly of the beast, a place where terrorists dwelled, only six miles from the center of civilization and its endless source of light.

Khaled A. Beydoun, The New Crusades_ Islamopho…, loc. 746