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There is something that differentiates me from most people:

The concept of genocide is not foreign to me.

And I do not mean the theory. I mean the practice.

War crimes are not an abstraction. I have seen what they do to bodies, to places, to memory. Sometimes I still see it in my dreams.

I remember my boots in the mud.
I remember the disturbed earth of dug-up mass graves.

I remember the stench.

I played a small part in an effort to bring a little justice to far too few of the victims. I carry the scars. I carry knowledge I would wish on almost nobody.

And then I watch well-off, well-fed people sitting safely in their comfortable homes, with their nice jobs, families and holidays, casually wishing political violence, murder and even genocide upon people they dislike.

They have no idea what they are asking for.

I do.

My part may have been small. But I acquired a very particular set of skills.
And I know what those skills are for.

Not revenge.

Documentation.

Memory.

Accountability.

Because I have seen what happens when people decide that some lives are disposable.

I have seen the earth opened afterwards.

So no, I will not be intimidated by people fantasising about political violence from the safety of their living rooms.

I will document.
I will remember.
I will speak.
I will put names, mechanisms and consequences into the record.

And when history comes asking what happened, I intend to be one of the people who can answer.

Their hatred does not become less dangerous because they have never seen its consequences.

But neither does it become inevitable.

Their aggression will not stand.

And I will not look away.

#NeverAgain #HumanRights #WarCrimes #Genocide #Accountability #Justice #HistoricalMemory #StandAgainstHate #HumanDignity

There is something that differentiates me from most people:

The concept of genocide is not foreign to me.

And I do not mean the theory. I mean the practice.

War crimes are not an abstraction. I have seen what they do to bodies, to places, to memory. Sometimes I still see it in my dreams.

I remember my boots in the mud.
I remember the disturbed earth of dug-up mass graves.

I remember the stench.

I played a small part in an effort to bring a little justice to far too few of the victims. I carry the scars. I carry knowledge I would wish on almost nobody.

And then I watch well-off, well-fed people sitting safely in their comfortable homes, with their nice jobs, families and holidays, casually wishing political violence, murder and even genocide upon people they dislike.

They have no idea what they are asking for.

I do.

My part may have been small. But I acquired a very particular set of skills.
And I know what those skills are for.

Not revenge.

Documentation.

Memory.

Accountability.

Because I have seen what happens when people decide that some lives are disposable.

I have seen the earth opened afterwards.

So no, I will not be intimidated by people fantasising about political violence from the safety of their living rooms.

I will document.
I will remember.
I will speak.
I will put names, mechanisms and consequences into the record.

And when history comes asking what happened, I intend to be one of the people who can answer.

Their hatred does not become less dangerous because they have never seen its consequences.

But neither does it become inevitable.

Their aggression will not stand.

And I will not look away.

#NeverAgain #HumanRights #WarCrimes #Genocide #Accountability #Justice #HistoricalMemory #StandAgainstHate #HumanDignity

There is something that differentiates me from most people:

The concept of genocide is not foreign to me.

And I do not mean the theory. I mean the practice.

War crimes are not an abstraction. I have seen what they do to bodies, to places, to memory. Sometimes I still see it in my dreams.

I remember my boots in the mud.
I remember the disturbed earth of dug-up mass graves.

I remember the stench.

I played a small part in an effort to bring a little justice to far too few of the victims. I carry the scars. I carry knowledge I would wish on almost nobody.

And then I watch well-off, well-fed people sitting safely in their comfortable homes, with their nice jobs, families and holidays, casually wishing political violence, murder and even genocide upon people they dislike.

They have no idea what they are asking for.

I do.

My part may have been small. But I acquired a very particular set of skills.
And I know what those skills are for.

Not revenge.

Documentation.

Memory.

Accountability.

Because I have seen what happens when people decide that some lives are disposable.

I have seen the earth opened afterwards.

So no, I will not be intimidated by people fantasising about political violence from the safety of their living rooms.

I will document.
I will remember.
I will speak.
I will put names, mechanisms and consequences into the record.

And when history comes asking what happened, I intend to be one of the people who can answer.

Their hatred does not become less dangerous because they have never seen its consequences.

But neither does it become inevitable.

Their aggression will not stand.

And I will not look away.

#NeverAgain #HumanRights #WarCrimes #Genocide #Accountability #Justice #HistoricalMemory #StandAgainstHate #HumanDignity

There is something that differentiates me from most people:

The concept of genocide is not foreign to me.

And I do not mean the theory. I mean the practice.

War crimes are not an abstraction. I have seen what they do to bodies, to places, to memory. Sometimes I still see it in my dreams.

I remember my boots in the mud.
I remember the disturbed earth of dug-up mass graves.

I remember the stench.

I played a small part in an effort to bring a little justice to far too few of the victims. I carry the scars. I carry knowledge I would wish on almost nobody.

And then I watch well-off, well-fed people sitting safely in their comfortable homes, with their nice jobs, families and holidays, casually wishing political violence, murder and even genocide upon people they dislike.

They have no idea what they are asking for.

I do.

My part may have been small. But I acquired a very particular set of skills.
And I know what those skills are for.

Not revenge.

Documentation.

Memory.

Accountability.

Because I have seen what happens when people decide that some lives are disposable.

I have seen the earth opened afterwards.

So no, I will not be intimidated by people fantasising about political violence from the safety of their living rooms.

I will document.
I will remember.
I will speak.
I will put names, mechanisms and consequences into the record.

And when history comes asking what happened, I intend to be one of the people who can answer.

Their hatred does not become less dangerous because they have never seen its consequences.

But neither does it become inevitable.

Their aggression will not stand.

And I will not look away.

#NeverAgain #HumanRights #WarCrimes #Genocide #Accountability #Justice #HistoricalMemory #StandAgainstHate #HumanDignity