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How Syrian-Americans Are Uniting As Their Homeland Fractures

Among the greatest fears sparked by the ongoing conflict in Syria is that the country will soon be irreconcilably divided, with sectarian groups implacably pitted against one another in an open civil war. Indeed, there’s no doubting that the Syrian population comprises various ethnic and religious groups, each with its own grievances. But at a rally attended by hundreds of Syrian immigrants last Saturday, I heard a very different message about the Syrian-American community.

The “United for a Free Syria” protest in Lafayette Park, located directly in front of the White House, drew Syrian-Americans who live all across the United States—and who have roots all across Syria. The people I spoke with there were a diverse group: old, young, male, female, and hailing from a variety of sectarian backgrounds. They had come out to show their support for the revolution that started a year ago this week, and to pressure the U.S. government to help in their cause.

While the rally had overtly political aims, one other message I heard from many of the participants was that the Syrian-American community today is actually quite unified. “We were detached from each other. This revolution united us,” said Lama Hamoudi, a former activist in Syria who has been studying at the University of Arkansas for the past five years. “Really, we got to know each other better. We got to know each other from different sects, from different backgrounds.”

Lama was not alone in this sentiment. Many protesters I met were first-generation immigrants, such as Muhammad, who had traveled from Detroit with his family to be at the rally. He told me that, while the regime was trying to claim the revolution was “a sectarian issue,” the Syrian community was “showing more and more that it is one society” and that “no matter with all the differences, we still have respect for each other.”

Those from younger generations, like teenage Nora Basha who was born and raised in America, have made strong connections with other young Syrian-Americans through social media. Nora met one of her close online friends for the first time at the rally. She told me that since the revolution she “had never felt more of a bond with the Syrians in the community,” especially those from Idlib, where her family is from.

This concern for family and friends in Syria is perhaps one of the driving forces behind the increased sense of community, as those unable to contact loved ones in embattled cities have at least been able to share this experience with other Syrian-Americans, regardless of sect. It was reflected in the mood of the rally, which seemed as focused on celebrating the protesters’ communion as it was on decrying the atrocities being carried out in their homeland against people many of them know personally.

That’s not to say that Syrian-Americans have refused to reckon with just how dire the situation within Syria has become. The vast array of signs in homage to family and friends lost in the conflict attested to that. And some attendees noted that the Syrian community’s admirable cohesion in the United States may not translate so easily overseas. A man who asked to be called “Sammy,” out of fear that relatives in Damascus would be targeted if his real name was published, told of how his Christian family in Syria had “a lot of mixed feelings” over the revolution, as they had been reliant on the protection of the Assad regime for years and feared persecution.

For the majority of others I spoke to, however, there was a great deal of hope for a post-revolutionary Syria. They shared a belief that if the previously isolated communities of Syrians in America could bond over the ideal of a free Syria, then perhaps the sects of their homeland can as well. We don’t want to fight our neighbors,” said Abu Muaz, who grew up in Dara’a where the revolution began. “We don’t want anything more than asking for freedom and democracy.”

Nick Robins-Early is an intern at The New Republic.