Voices of the youth of Eastern Democratic Republic of Congo: Survive, Express, Fight

Sent to DS  from Pete Masters, Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) UK, thanks Pete

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These videos may contain images depicting the reality and horror of war/violence and should only be viewed by a mature audience.

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Survive

msfuk
May 26, 2009

Bahati is 14 years old and has never known peace. He is From Eastern Congo (DRC), where the war has been raging for more than 15 years. Here he tells of his experiences, having been injured by a bomb that fell, killing his cousin.

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From the personal to the political-and back again By William Bowles

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By William Bowles
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Creative-i
June 13, 2009

The last few months have not been pleasant for me, wrestling with my own inner demons. Yeah, we Brits are not meant to be open about our inner selves, stiff upper lip and all that crap, and, in the scheme of things there are more than enough demons stalking the planet without me adding to them.

That said, what the fuck! Where do you think our demons come from in the first place! So in the midst of all the mayhem around us, here I am struggling to write, something that has up until now anyway, been the most natural thing in the world for me to do.

That such an innate act, that of creating should be denied to me, came as a shock. Denied my own voice, I felt imprisoned inside my own skull. But even writing about such things feels like an indulgence, after all who wants to read about my personal problems when the world is going to hell in a hand-basket?

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Waiving the Rules for Old Glory by Walter Brasch

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by Walter Brasch
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www.walterbrasch.com
June 13, 2009

Within a month of 9/11, millions of Americans bought American flags. Small flags they flew from their cars, trucks, and bicycles. Medium-sized flags they planted in their front yards, put onto their home windows, and flew from recently-installed metal poles on doors and porches. Large flags they flew in front of their businesses.

In our tragedy and grief we stuck together, the flag a symbol of our unity and patriotism.

It wasn’t long until commercialism in the guise of patriotism dominated the American unity. In newspaper and magazine ads, in television campaigns, whether for cars or political races, we saw the message and an image of the flag. In myriad direct mail flyers, we first saw the flag and a patriotic call—and then an advertising pitch that each of us had an inviolate right to buy whatever the advertiser was pushing. General Motors even claimed that we could “get America rolling” again by buying cars.

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