I'm not sure what's happened to us here in Sarajevo. I remember well when Israel attacked both Lebanon and Gaza…and at least people here were sad, angry, and even a small handful took to the streets.
I've said this a million times. If anyone knows what it's like to be under siege, to be left to fend for yourselves, to be abandoned by the ‘civilized’ world…then that would be Sarajlija. Yet Misrata in Libya barely even makes the headlines, let alone spark a spontaneous show of solidarity.
I'm convinced that the siege of Sarajevo ended, at least in part, to the passionate no names around the world who really cared – and stood up for – Sarajevo. The war here mobilized an invisible army of sympathizers worldwide. And we now sit quietly….in our own misery….without as much as a peep about the people of Misrata.
I can understand all the excuses why. But they are just that…excuses. I thought we were better than that. We should be better than that. Peace to the people of Misrata.
