Is there really such a thing as a coincidence? Or is there something in life, working behind the scenes to bring every story together? I did not set out to answer this question. I just followed my fascination with a strange and beautiful story from China, about twin sisters surprisingly reunited by a red dress.
More than three years after the broadcast debuted, my Muslim audience now finds it ordinary, rather than aberrant, to hear a Jewish voice opine on Arab affairs in their mother tongue. In numerous Arab countries, such a situation would be revolutionary--but in Morocco, it's merely one step forward among many.