This week we will celebrate Dad's 81st birthday. His continued survival is a source of joy for those of us in the family and all whose lives he has touched as well as a reminder of the ultimate failure of Hitler's genocidal regime.
This summer marks the two year anniversary of my work in Rwanda. I have met many incredible people during this journey, and know I will meet many more.
International media did not broadcast this important and moving ceremony, but camp residents and leaders used the power of still photography and social media to communicate thousands of words that demanded to be heard.
Ethnicity is a tool rather than the cause for the reappearance of discord in Burundi. As means to rationalize his grab for perpetual office, President Pierre Nkurunziza has reached into the bag of tricks of stoking fear of "the other." That is a zombie from the past that can rise from the dead.
Sudanese-American human rights activist Simon Deng is entering day seven of his hunger strike to petition President Obama to act in order to "save the lives of untold multitudes of Africans and their country ... South Sudan," according to an open letter Deng has sent the President.
We could start with a U.S. Resolution that recognizes the genocide, not only of the Armenians, but of the 3 million Christians under Ottoman and Kemalist rule, Armenians, Assyrians, and Greeks who were slaughtered by various means between 1913 and 1923, which brought four millennia of Christian presence in Turkey to a cruel and bitter end in a matter of 10 short years.
Until that February evening, I had never known of the pain that screams from the earth in that small village in the mountains of Caucasia.
Instead of throwing Oskar Groening in jail, President Obama could bring him along on his next nuclear negotiation session to teach the Iranians a thing or two about how and what happened.
A dispatch from Radio Dabanga of today (May 12) makes clear that the National Islamic Front/National Congress Party regime in Khartoum no longer has any intention of concealing the fact of its genocidal destruction in Darfur.
We know that journalism can impact attitudes and action. But it's rare to get concrete proof of that, as I did recently after publishing a blog post about the anti-Semitic content of traditional Good Friday performances of Passion plays and Passion musical compositions, many dating back to the Middle Ages.
As a young Jewish boy in the Bronx during the 1950s I grew up in the shadow of the European Holocaust. The extermination of six million Jews at the hands of Nazi Germany during World War II was in the background but not discussed.
With lyrics in Khmer and English and a focus on Killing Fields era legacies, Khmer American rapper praCh Ly's first album, Dalama, was not only credited with introducing hip-hop to Cambodia--it introduced this history to a new generation largely unaware of its genocidal past.
She has her big brown eyes set on Columbia, which she notes happily, is only a bus ride away. She doesn't want to be separated from her parents and 11-year-old sister Isabella.
Life is ephemeral. Liberty is fickle. And without the first two, all the wealth in the world does not amount to much. But happiness is not dictated by external circumstances; it is guided by inner purpose. It is not luck; it is a choice.
The critics seem to have had an agenda because their reviews reek of disappointment. I went with curiosity, but I honestly did not expect to be moved, having seen dozens of movies and documentaries about the Holocaust and read hundreds of books about it.
Every man, woman and child has a story. For some it is found in the most unlikely of places, during one of the most horrific of times, where actions of a few meant life versus death. Mine is a story of survival: my own and my family's.