Finally, finally, it’s over. Mostly. Soon it should be safe enough for me to walk out of the house without dying of mortification, although as it is my niqaab hides my burning red cheeks pretty well, alHamdulillaah.For those who don’t know what I’m talking about, I’m referring to the latest painfully embarrassing episode in the Canadian Muslim community’s history: the two-year-long, agonizingly drawn-out case of the Canadian Islamic Congress vs. Maclean’s Magazine. (more…)