A paranormal reality TV show changed my life. This is a bold statement coming from a girl who never watches TV, who gets her news from NPR, and who, at the time, was living in the Middle East as an ambassador’s wife. Life transformation occurs in magical, unexpected ways. Mine happened at the intersection of […]
I was once married to a Nobel Peace prize co-laureate. I’ve lived and traveled abroad as a diplomat’s wife. I’ve exchange greetings with queens, first ladies of foreign countries, and foreign ministers. In Nairobi, I dined with a world famous economist. Before 9/11, I interviewed and, on one occasion, dined with individuals associated with the Taleban.
Ghost hunting gave my American identity back to me, in a way. For the first time in almost two decades, this Muslim girl started interacting with down home folks, with (gasp!) Republicans and even (double-gasp!) Tea Partyers. Ghost Hunters, the SyFy show, unveiled more than ghosts – it allowed me to rediscover the America within myself.
The term, the idea, the concept of ghost hunting is now a social identity marker, and one that carries a great deal of cultural significance.