The 5 stars is first an It happened, therefore it can happen again: this is the core of what we have to say. Given the levels of unrepentant participation, including the social ostracism of the dissenting or critical bystanders even till now, can the two main components of the Rwandan nation be expected to live together -- that is, to bring to realization the rehabilitation that is the third leg of Gourevitch's tripod? They measured Rwandan cranial c In April of 1994, the government of Rwanda called on everyone in the Hutu majority to kill everyone in the Tutsi minority. Let me tell you a personal story: I once worked for a government human rights commission and, in the process of my work, I got to meet a very prestigious indigenous chief from a New Brunswick tribe. The second part of this book is better than the first. All they could do was hunker down and watch the slaughter. Throughout its center, a winding succession of steep, tightly terraced slopes radiates out from small roadside settlements and solitary compounds.
The majority of pages are undamaged with minimal creasing or tearing, minimal pencil underlining of text, no highlighting of text, no writing in margins. For anyone interested in understanding the history of Rwanda, the genocide that occurred there, the colonialization that pitted the Hutus against the Tutsis and the artificiality of separating these two groups, this is a brilliant and essential book. We all come running, and the one that stays quiet, the one that stays home, must explain. Many countries, including the United States failed to recognize the atrocities as genocide. At the same time I could not put it down.
I read this book about the Rwandan genocide several years ago, thought about it again as I was reading by , and picked it up to reread when I was pondering the current crisis in Syria and Iraq. There was property damage- primarily of farms and factories that supplied the war machine but the number of people who died was relatively small, and the number of rapes was very small. The money was spent, because it had to be spent, and Hutus not only lived well, but were then allowed to return to their original homes, while their maimed Tutsi neighbours squatted in burned-out villages. President Clinton was not supportive of getting involved in this African nation's problems despite our nation's participating in a world convention denouncing genocide and promising to intervene at any cost. They were impotent to protect anyone, even themselves. Macheted skulls had rolled here and there. And you don't kill 1,000,000 humans in four weeks without huge long-term fallout.
We, who claim to be intelligent and far from barbarious turned a blind eye when millions were crying for help. We therefore request you to intervene on our behalf and talk with the Mayor. It is concerned more with the here and now; of how Rwanda is 'coping' with the genocide indeed, if it can ever hope to do so. Madeleine Albright opposed even that. Hutus were encouraged and even forced to go out and murder as many Tutsis as they could.
The shifting moods of Gourevitch's meticulously researched work are sustained by such a tripod: the debasement of humanity, its heroic resistance and its rehabilitation. This book tears apart the excuses given by the Western powers as to why they didn't interfere, why they just let more than 800,000 Tutsis be obliterated without lifting one finger. On your personal horror at both reading about what happened, and at probing the limits of your own ignorance? Like Leontius, the young Athenian in Plato, I presume that you are reading this because you desire a closer look, and that you, too, are properly disturbed by your curiosity. This sobering compilation of testimonies itself constitutes yet another warning for the future, and the Congo President, Laurent Kabila, for a start, might like to take note, the Hutu solution having been imported into Zaire-Congo via the United Nations refugee camps. My eyes have opened and I hope that I will be a source of action and that the world will notice that this conflict continues and the atrocities are still being comitted in the Congo.
The absence of attention to the history of the country creates a portrait of a genocide that is insensitive to the complexity of the circumstances. This book, although very difficult to get through for its content, is an absolute must read for any human being. The answer isn't as clear as one may think, and the questions that arise aren't simple either. And with one stroke of his machete, he lopped off the head of his eldest son. A Tutsi pastor, in a letter to his church president, a Hutu, used the chilling phrase that gives Philip Gourevitch his title. In the first part of the book Gourevitch provides a concise history of Rwanda leading up to the genocide.
I feel ashamed that so much has happened, and still happens, in this world we share with so many different people, that I had absolutely no idea of. A grim book this, and a burden on world conscience. Read the book on paper - it is quite a powerful experience. But seriously, you should read this book anyway. Genocide is a cheese sandwich. What leads once-peaceful peoples to willingly, enthusiastically participate in mass murder, rape, and other unthinkable atrocities? From the opening pages, the young reporter confronts his own ve To be honest, Gourevitch's book doesn't sound inviting. The soldier with the Kalashnikov--Sergeant Francis of the Rwandese Patriotic Army, a Tutsi whose parents had fled to Uganda with him when he was a boy, after similar but less extensive massacres in the early 1960s, and who had fought his way home in 1994 and found it like this--said that the dead in this room were mostly women who had been raped before being murdered.
On the merits of the reporting? There was no getting around it. It made me so angry at times I had to put it down for fear I would throw it across the room. You cannot help but root for Rwandans. When I was younger I remember reading books on the holocaust and thinking this could never happen again. Which may, in fact, be the point.
That does not count the maimed and raped. Gourevitch graduated from Choate Rosemary Hall in Wallingford, Connec Gourevitch was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, to painter Jacqueline Gourevitch and philosophy professor Victor Gourevitch, a translator of Jean Jacques Rousseau. And not just because it's important to understand the things that have gone on in this world during our time and before in order to change the future. Personally, this reviewer considers this book a fascinating book that will stick in the minds of all readers and especially, all students. Later in the book Gourevitch even manages to inverview Pastor Ntakirutimana at his home in Texas 40.