The Unspoken Genocide

Throughout my four years of high school, I made the ambitious decision to take every history class available at my high school. Weird, I know. During my sophomore year, I became acquainted with Confucius, mingled with Buddha, and analyzed the trans-Siberian trade routes as an AP World History student. As a junior, I rooted for Henry Clay to finally win a presidential election (poor guy!), mourned at the assassination of John F. Kennedy, and wrote more essays than I could ever imagine. Now, as a senior, I am not only enrolled in AP Government and Politics, but Honors Economics and AP European History, learning about the principles of economic and political systems and the consequences that inevitably followed.

While I’ve never done as much as step foot outside the United States, in my four years of history classes, I feel like I have traveled all around the world, from Constantinople in 1453 to the USSR in the 1960s. However, what I have learned is that the countries that are often spoken about the least end up having the most fascinating history.

Bosnia is one of those countries. Before I started my AP European History course, I had never heard of Bosnia, let alone be able to identify it on a map. Not only has it been continuously fragmented by political treaties, but internally divided by clashing ethnic and religious groups. Yet, little did many know that in the 1990s, a horrible genocide occurred that the world has been silent about.

The genocide is seen as having its official beginnings in 1992 after the Serb seizing of Sarajevo, but it is truly a longtime culmination of ethnic tensions in the area. The Bosnians and Serbs were known for having sharp divisions amongst each other, but living in the same area, conflict was inevitable. After Bosnia-Herzegovina declared its independence from Yugoslavia in April 1992, the Serbs began a process of “ethnic cleansing”, a euphemism for genocide.

In 1995, Serb general Ratko Mladic entered Srebernica. There, he separated the children under age nine and women from the men, and would later kill seven thousand men. Those who were fortunate to survive entered brutal concentration camps or rape camps, where women would be continuously raped until they were impregnated.

During the progression of the genocide from 1992 to 1995, an estimated 100,000 people were killed, the majority of whom were civilians. While the war began in 1992, it was not until 1994 when the United Nations intervened with airstrikes. They had the chance to prevent a genocide and to save people, but ideological and political beliefs caused the death for thousands of individuals residing in Bosnia.

To grasp the significance of this genocide requires an insight into the times in which the genocide occurred. It was not during a primitive time of human civilization, but rather the 1990s, only a little more than twenty years ago. While civilians of the United States enjoyed listening to the Spice Girls on their new CD player, watching Titantic, or wearing scrunchies, civilians in Bosnia suffered from fear of a government that they believed would protect them. It did not happen in an underdeveloped country struggling for survival, but rather the hub for human civilization itself: Europe. Yet, because of the failure to intervene, our history books shun this section of history, strangling hope that this will never happen again.

While we cannot take back the pain that this genocide caused for many families, we can fight back by becoming more educated about it. You’re already making the right choice by deciding to click on this article, but please don’t stop here! It’s already evident that textbooks won’t teach us about the realities of American failures, but we can stop the cycle by doing our own research and truly becoming activists for the anti-genocidal movement.

It would be a lie to convince ourselves that this was only a trend of the times, that it would never happen in a time such as today. Around the world, civilians in Darfur are enduring inhumane conditions for a glass of water. Women are being shamed and abused in Pakistan. Education is being censored, and indifference is becoming more and more acceptable.

If it could happen in the 1990s in a continent known for its many developments, it can happen in 2015. Never Again is in our hands, in our voice, and in our words. Until my voice runs dry, I will never recant my decision to advocate against the genocides occurring around the world. Will you join me, or will you be a part of the masses?

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Palestine and the Santa Clause Effect (Part 1 of 4)

I grew up in a Christian home. My father was a physicist and aerospace engineer and mother was a stay at home housewife. When I was little, much as I suspect is the case for most Christian children, I was told about Christmas and Santa Claus. We were told that Jesus was born in Bethlehem but never that this was located in Palestine.

From the moment I was old enough to grasp the story about a Christmas and Santa Claus, a jovial man, dressed in red with a white beard, who flew around the world on Christmas Eve (in 24 hours) in a magical sled pulled by flying reindeer, landing on the rooftop of every home on the planet to then slide down the chimney to leave presents for every child who had been nice, I was hooked. I never ever considered the impossibility of the story I was told this by my parents, and I guess, on some level, I didn’t want to question it. I was hooked on all of the excitement leading up to and to be revealed on Christmas Day. Each year I swore to myself that I would always ask for fun toys. Clothes and such were just a bummer and a waste of wrapping paper.

Year after year, when Christmas came around, my parents would ask me and my sisters what we wanted, and in large part, mostly these gift ideas would magically show up wrapped and under the Christmas tree. Oh, let me not forget that it was a tradition that Mom and Dad would always be sure to put out cookies and milk for Santa Claus and carrots as treats for the reindeer.

On Christmas Eve, if we were lucky, each of us would get to open one small present. Afterwards my sisters and I would attempt to go to sleep. Mostly, I would toss and turn all night in excitement of the morning of gift opening. Wake at the crack of dawn as I did, on Christmas morning, I had a tradition of waking my sisters and then our parents. Everyone took such joy in the whole process.

We would all go to the living room where the Christmas tree was situated, adorned with ornaments and beautifully glowing lights. Mom and Dad always made sure to make each of us aware, that the milk had been drunk and that the cookies and the carrots had been eaten. This was definitive proof that Santa Claus had surely come to our house and personally delivered the gifts.

One year, as it got closer to Christmas Day, I noticed that Mom and Dad were secretly bringing large bags into their bedroom. Curiously, I caught a glimpse of one of my parents wrapping a gift for me that ended up under the Christmas tree, a present that as I would later discover, was marked From: Santa Claus.

My radar was up and I was getting suspicious about this Santa Claus fellow. A year passed and at around 8 years old I was probing a friend, who was a couple of years older, about this Santa Claus guy and Christmas. In an oh-by-the-way manner he convincingly stated that there was in fact no Santa Claus and that they whole thing was … sort of a nice lie.

On hearing this and in the moment, my heart just sank. I wanted to cry. I felt so deeply betrayed by the mythology of this story I had been told by parents, my God/creator figures/truth tellers. How could they lie to me? I was instinctively trained to trust them. I felt violated and ashamed that I had not been smart enough to see through everything, connect the dots and know that I had been lied to.

So again, upon having what I now call, and have termed, my first “Santa Claus Moment,” I put on my game face and tried, as cool as I could, to shrug off the reality that I had been lied to by my parents and manned up my best response to this older friend by saying, “Ya, I knew that.”

I would not understand until I became an adult how profoundly this Santa Claus Moment would affect me. I would not have the capacity to comprehend, how this phenomena could be used towards me and the world population as a whole, to pervert the innocence of trust into a manufactured naiveté that could be exploited. I would not understand the intentionality of how this “Santa Claus Effect” could be harnessed by the elite, the powerful and the media to manipulate group thoughts and actions.

“We are governed, our minds are molded, our tastes formed, our ideas suggested, largely by men we have never heard of… If we understand the mechanism and motives of the group mind, it is now possible to control and regiment the masses according to our will without them knowing it.” — Dr. Edward L. Bernays, considered the founding Father of Public Relations. (1891-1995)

Flashing back to my early years and influences, my Father, a brilliant and good man, level-headed, I thought, was a bit of a Super-hawk as I now see it in retrospect. His first major job out of college was designing missile guidance systems for fighter jets. In his time off, and when we lived in California, he would work on Barry Goldwater’s presidential campaign. We would later move from California to Texas where he would work on the space program and play a major role in putting our first man on the moon.

In his role as Creator/God figure/Truth Teller, I took what my father told me as gospel and truth. His worldview on life shaped my worldview. My love and respect for my father and his goodness as a human being made it easy for me to trust in what he told me. I never saw my Dad smoke a cigarette and only occasionally saw him drink a beer. As my authority figure he taught me right from wrong, how to be honest and a good person, and how to recognize and protect myself from bullies at school. There was an unspoken philosophy that “only the strong survived”, “work hard and prosper” and that in the world of global politics ‘the winner spoke softly and carried a big stick.”

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New Zealand Asked The Internet To Design A New Flag, And This Is What They Came Up With

Government officials in New Zealand like to live dangerously.

At least, that’s the simplest explanation for the country’s “Flag Consideration Project,” which has openly invited the Internet to submit alternative designs for New Zealand’s national flag. The country will possibly vote on the new image in a referendum in March 2016.

That’s right: New Zealand has asked the Internet to help it design a new national flag.

Despite the obvious risk inherent in outsourcing a large symbol of your country’s national pride to a large group of strangers, most of the entries are — surprisingly — quite good.

Others, however, trend to the more delightfully weird end of the spectrum (including one flag that features a Kiwi — a flightless bird native to New Zealand — shooting lasers from its eyes).

We’ve collected some of our favorite entries below. Each one comes with a description written by the person who created the design:

H/T BBC

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Loretta Lynch: Death Penalty For Dzhokar Tsarnaev Is 'Fitting Punishment'

Attorney General Loretta Lynch said on Friday that a jury’s decision to sentence Boston Marathon bomber Dzhokhar Tsarnaev was appropriate.

The jury sentenced Tsarnaev to death on 6 of the 17 counts he was charged with in connection to his involvement in the 2013 Boston Marathon attacks, including use of a weapon of mass destruction, bombing of a public place and malicious destruction of property. The government had sought the death penalty in the case. The only alternative sentence could have been life without parole.

“We know all too well that no verdict can heal the souls of those who lost loved ones, nor the minds and bodies of those who suffered life-changing injuries from this cowardly attack. But the ultimate penalty is a fitting punishment for this horrific crime and we hope that the completion of this prosecution will bring some measure of closure to the victims and their families,” Lynch said in a statement after the sentence was announced.

During her confirmation hearing, Lynch said that she thought the death penalty was an “effective penalty.”

The jury reached the decision on Friday after deliberating for 14 hours over three days.

Read Lynch’s full statement below:

Dzhokhar Tsarnaev coldly and callously perpetrated a terrorist attack that injured hundreds of Americans and ultimately took the lives of three individuals: Krystle Marie Campbell, a 29-year-old native of Medford; Lingzi Lu, a 23-year-old Boston University graduate student from China; and Martin Richard, an 8-year-old boy from Dorchester who was watching the marathon with his family just a few feet from the second bomb. In the aftermath of the attack, Tsarnaev and his brother murdered Sean Collier, a 27-year-old patrol officer on the MIT campus, extinguishing a life dedicated to family and service.

We know all too well that no verdict can heal the souls of those who lost loved ones, nor the minds and bodies of those who suffered life-changing injuries from this cowardly attack. But the ultimate penalty is a fitting punishment for this horrific crime and we hope that the completion of this prosecution will bring some measure of closure to the victims and their families. We thank the jurors for their service, the people of Boston for their vigilance, resilience and support and the law enforcement community in Boston and throughout the country for their important work.

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Greg Louganis:<em>Back on Board</em> and on the Red Carpet

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Back on Board: Greg Louganis is an intimate portrait of the public triumphs and private struggles of trailblazing openly gay athlete Greg Louganis. In this episode, I am honored to present my coverage of Greg at the 2015 Palm Springs International Film Festival, and to present an encore presentation of a previous red carpet interview with the Olympian.

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A refreshingly candid documentary film about this four-time Olympic champion, “Back on Board” follows Greg Louganis over the past three years as he struggles with financial security and reunites with the sport he once dominated but not welcomed in. The threat of losing his house during the recent financial crisis forces Louganis to re-evaluate the choices, relationships, and missed opportunities of his career.

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Listen to this episode to learn on which famous dating website Greg met his now-husband Johnny Chaillot-Louganis, as photographed above by Nicholas Snow at the 2015 Palm Springs International Film Festival.

With unprecedented access, the film reveals the complicated life of an athlete whose grace, beauty, and courage sparked a worldwide fascination with diving. It chronicles Louganis’ rise from a difficult upbringing to nearly universal acclaim as the greatest diver ever, and from pioneering openly gay athlete with HIV to an overlooked sports icon. “Back on Board” is the engrossing story of an American legend as he re-emerges on the world stage to combat prejudice, promote tolerance, and return to the diving world after a long period of absence to act as a mentor to the next generation.

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Meet The Real Teens Of Silicon Valley

“Do you know Zach Latta?” asked Fouad Matin, 19, on the roof of San Francisco’s unofficial tech teenager headquarters one recent night. “You know he rebuilt Yo’s backend. He’s baller.”

We watched the sun set over Twin Peaks, and Matin told me about his high school dropout friends like Latta, 17, who served as lead engineer of Yo, a viral messaging app that simply sends the message “Yo.” A large steel vent, on which someone had written the words boob mansion, pumped out hot air and the smell of tortillas from a vegan Mexican restaurant downstairs.

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Most Popular Waffle Iron: Waring Pro Double Belgian

Voting was razor close , but the Waring Pro Double Belgian Waffle Maker took home the title of your favorite waffle iron. It was the only model of the five finalists that could cook two waffles at once, which is a huge plus if you’re preparing breakfast for a large group.

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Six Flags' New 4D Batman Coaster Looks Like a Super Fun Vomit Factory

Guess what’s finally built and undergoing extensive testing at Six Flags’ Fiesta Texas amusement park in San Antonio? The park’s brand new Batman coaster that was teased last year with 4D thrills courtesy of seats that are free to rotate 360-degrees during your vomit-filled ride.

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The Beautiful Art That Helped Inspire Space Travel

Chesley Bonestell was born long before the flight of the first airplane, and yet he’s well-known as the most influential people in aerospace art. The painter, designer and illustrator died the year of the Challenger disaster—1986—but not before witnessing humankind embrace space in much the way he’d dreamed.

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Good Kill Makes A Point About Drone Warfare You Never Considered

Good Kill is the latest high tech parable from director Andrew Niccol, best known for scifi flicks GATTACA and In Time. Set in 201o, it deals with “actual events” in the lives of drone pilots flying assassination missions over Afghanistan. The movie is uneven, but it will give you a look at drone warfare that’s unlike anything you’ve seen.

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