Sort of a Protest Blog

So with this mess going on in Darfur now, God decided that I should watch Hotel Rwanda. Okay, maybe not but someone close to him/her… or not.

I’ve met quite a few Tutsi people as my mother’s office dealt with a lot of refugees and immigrants. One of them goes to a church that I occasionally show up at on holidays. This man, who seems nice enough, had his thumb cut off. I just had the oddest feeling of deja vu just now. Anyway, I’ve known quite a few sudanese people (I spent summers at immigration offices). Most of them were nice and some were really cool. There was this one guy I knew who was a freaking lion tamer. I thought that was hardcore and he played soccer without his shoes.

I don’t get how you can kill your own people. I don’t get how you could kill anyone at all actually. The film is really quite disturbing and they may have downplayed Canada’s role in it a bit but it’s worth a watch. It made me feel ill and that’s a rarity. It wasn’t the every day excessively gruesome fight scene. It just seemed real. I don’t want to believe that someone would use a machete against another human being but it’s all happening again. If not in Darfur, somewhere else. Horrible.

To try and lighten the mood a bit, I was at the mall trying pickup lines on the girls on rollerblades.

You just rolled away with my heart .

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