Genocide is genocide. I spent too long trying to get to the bottom of things human and things not human. Now, when human beings have hit a bottom so bottomless even terror is not appropriate, I find myself speechless, dumb. I can no longer muster the strength to utter a single meaningful phrase to my friends or to strangers, as the being to whom meaning matters, means anything, is being wasted before our staring eyes without so much as a word, at least not a meaningful, that is effective, word. If with a word, then without an ear. If with an ear, then it is an ear incapable of anything that could be called hearing, an ear incapable of hearing even the most basic cry, the cry of the child.
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