Young Muslim man—30s or 40s—Indian or American or maybe mixed—architect—wins blind WTC or equivalent competition…outrage/uproar follows…pressure to withdraw, submit under s/one else’s name….
Ch: 1: the committee meets. Last discussion of their decision, say all the reasons why it is their choice. Committee head — urbane man, bowtie, summons assistant.
“Please bring envelope #3113.”
He brings it in, chairman opens, reads, seems to blanche a bit, says nothing, passes paper to left, folds his hands as if in prayer. Goes around room, one woman gasps, until finally Robert Roeder speaks for all of them.
“Jesus Christ,” he says. “It’s a goddamned Muslim.”