Hotel Rwanda is a story shrouded with human atrocity of its kind in history. Watching the movie made me shiver and traumatized at how human beings were massacred like insects. People who couldn’t defend themselves; children, women, the elderly, and vulnerable were denied the chance to live in their own land. Even more disappointing is that the so called peace-keeping troop watched without lifting a finger while the Tutsis were “exterminated” by their rival ethnic group like cockroaches.
“Genocide is any of the following acts committed with intent to destroy, in whole or in part, a national, ethnic, racial or religious group… “(United Nations). According to a journalist and author who interviewed the few survivors of Rwanda genocide, Philip Gourevitch; “…in April of 1994 a program of massacres began in Rwanda that ended up claiming the lives of 800,000 in a hundred days. People were murdered at a rate that exceeded by three times the speed the extermination of Jews during the Holocaust.” Despite this shocking figure, it is despicable that the United Nations and World leaders have failed to call the senseless killings of Rwandese a genocide.
In spite of the magnitude of horror due to bloodsheds, it was unnerving to watch the peace-keepers evacuate tourists and other foreigners amidst all the turbulence. It sent shivers down my spine when the head of the UN peace keeping explained to the hotel manager that they (the blacks/Tutsis) were of no value to the international body. In fact he went as far as saying they were ‘useless’ (relaying message he received from his Superior). Without a doubt, that in itself is the sole reason the death toll rose. The Hutus were nonetheless empowered by the ineffectiveness of the foreign ‘peacekeepers’’ who did not deserve to be in uniform because they were a disgrace to the principles of peacekeeping. They were supposed to be ambassadors of peace and security but did nothing of such. And, to add insult on injury,...