In the current environment of relentless political strife . . . debate deteriorates into name-calling; partisans morph into zealots, complex issues are reduced to binary terms, and hostility seethes just beneath the surface.

Those are things you mustn't ask questions about. Some people get sad.

The narrative threads that weave through the last ten years tell a tale in themselves.

Dump trucks from the Department of Public Safety came for the bodies.

Your stories flow in the blood of my dear ones

Rwanda, today, lets me tread on its soil.

Before the chaos came, the whole world knew me.

Genocide works because, inside of you, genocide never ends.

There is no single story of the Tutsi genocide in Rwanda.