@suljagicemir1 I am ashamed of the passive attitude of the West. Raising your hand to vote for 7-11 to become an international day of remembrance is important, but commemoration cannot take place without showing that a line is being crossed.
I remember these T-shirts. They were light blue, printed with the locations in Bosnia where Dutch UN contingents were stationed. The men of Dutchbat II in Srebrenica often gave them away or exchanged them with people in the enclave.
I do not know who this particular shirt belonged to. But I know he was killed wearing it. It was recovered from a mass grave. Today, it is housed at the @SrebrenicaMC.
We are now working to conserve and preserve it, along with thousands of other articles of clothing and personal artefacts recovered from the genocide. We are fortunate to collaborate with outstanding archaeologists and conservators from the University of West Bohemia and Turkiye, and on a parallel project with colleagues from the University of Amsterdam. But we need more help.
If you work in conservation, forensic archaeology, textile preservation, material analysis, or related fields, and you see this post, please reach out. We need all the knowledge and expertise we can gather to preserve these artefacts not simply as material objects, but as voices carried across time from people who can no longer speak for themselves.
@NDikkeboom De man heet Bouali. Ali B is zijn artiestennaam en dus te veel eer om hem zo te blijven noemen. Hij is geen artiest meer. Hij is wederom veroordeeld.
Ali Bouali Ali B blijven noemen is te veel eer voor hem. Bouali is in hoger beroep wederom veroordeeld en deze rechter heeft hem veroordeeld tot 3 jaar. En tevens meer bewezen geacht dan in een eerder proces en veroordeling. Bouali is veroordeeld laten we ook zo behandelen #AliB
I am fifty years old. I survived a genocide. I looked Ratko Mladić in the eye on the morning he ordered the execution of almost everyone I knew.
I will not apologize for surviving - to anyone. I will not apologize for what I learned from that experience. And I will certainly not apologize for walking upright.
Everything I do is for the memory of those who walked upright into their deaths. I knew them. They were real to me. I will not allow anyone within my reach to forget them.
For that, I am prepared to suffer injustice, as I did. To be offended, disparaged, and pilloried, as I was. There are no lengths to which I am not prepared to go in their name.
And I will not be afraid.