\\"God no longer wants you.\\" This chilling statement was uttered by a local pastor, a supposed man of religion, as he ordered the massacre of 2,000 of his Tutsi neighbours and friends. The mass killings in Rwanda in 1994 were among the most heinous since Hitler and Stalin. Shockingly, the French government aided the maniacal Hutu Power government. This book meticulously dissects the excuses provided by Western powers for their inaction, for allowing over 800,000 Tutsis to be wiped out without lifting a finger.
Gourevitch infuses his words with passion and details not only the history of Rwanda but also its connections to Uganda, what-was-then-Zaire, Burundi, and other African countries. In Rwanda, Tutsis were dehumanizingly called inyenzi, or cockroaches. When the government incited its Hutu citizens to cleanse the land, they eagerly took up their machetes. The question of how so many could kill so many others is explored. The book peels back the layers of Rwanda's national ethos, revealing an ingrained mob mentality often masquerading as 'community'.
\\"I cry, you cry. You cry, I cry. We all come running, and the one that stays quiet, the one that stays home, must explain. This is simple. This is normal. This is community.\\" When the rebel Tutsi group began to gain control, the Hutu murderers fled across the borders to camps funded by Western powers. The money was spent, enabling the Hutus to live well and later return to their original homes, while their maimed Tutsi neighbours were left to squat in burned-out villages.
\\"Do you know what genocide is? A cheese sandwich. Write it down. Genocide is a cheese sandwich. Genocide, genocide, genocide. Cheese sandwich, cheese sandwich, cheese sandwich. Who gives a shit?\\" We often look at the Holocaust and the Great Purge and think it could never happen where we live. But this book about Rwanda is really about the internal compass within each of us that leads us to be part of the mob, to avoid standing out. Maybe the zombies have already arrived, and they are us.
Beware of those who speak of the spiral of history; they are preparing a boomerang. Keep a steel helmet handy. (Ralph Ellison)
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