I’ve been deeply impacted by Dallaire’s book
Reading Dallaire’s book about the Rwandan genocide has deeply convicted me. Why do I care more about the politics of the NHL than I do about hundreds of thousands of people in Africa? Why are the headlines in my country about gay marriage and judges that say too much to the press instead of the preventable humanitarian disaster unfolding as I type?
In the past I would look at the TV and think, man this is horrible, and then go on with my life. In the back of my mind I would think that these things always happen and there is nothing we can do about them. In Rwanda there was lots that we could have done with very little military or economic risk but we didn’t because the public didn’t care. A previous post I wrote about this same issue was interpreted as a shot against the US. It wasn’t, at least no more than a shot against any other western country. The reason why our governments don’t act is that the public doesn’t know, and the public doesn’t act.
It isn’t like people haven’t tried to get through to us. Bono challenged the church to respond to AIDS in Africa. I ignored him. After reading Dallaire’s book, I think someone finally got through to me. It seems the movie Hotel Rwanda is having a similiar impact on some.