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When I was a kid, growing up in the ’60s, I thought the UN was a good thing. It was, I thought, a body with enough clout (essentially all nations belonged to it) to stop genocide, to stop a Hitler, hopefully by peer pressure, perhaps, if needed, by force.

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Hard to imagine that it’s been 20 years.  There is something so cold, so chilling, about armed soldiers pulling guns on and aiming tanks at unarmed civilians. Their own civilians. And yet, it’s not the first time … Read the rest of this entry »