I might be an adopted South African, but as you probably know, I’m Croatian. A bit more than 20 years ago, a war started in Croatia. I witnessed quite a lot of it and it’s not something I like talking about, but I’ll probably write a blog about that sooner or later. However, today I would like to pay a tribute to Srebrenica.

Two years after the war started in my country, it spread into Bosnia. I’m sure you’ve all heard about the Bosnian war and that you’ve all seen gruesome footage on the news at some point. It was that bad and worse.

The worst war crime since World War II happened in Srebrenica in July 1995. 8372 people were killed in a matter of days. They weren’t killed in a battle, they were killed because they were the wrong nationality and the wrong religion. They were unarmed and helpless. They were young and old. They were men, women and children. They were someone’s fathers, brothers and mothers. Calling it a war crime doesn’t give it justice, it was genocide.



I don’t want to get into the politics of it and who’s to blame, I just don’t want to forget them. May they rest in peace, wherever they may be now. May their families find closure and some peace of their own.

Ratko Mladic, the man who ordered the execution of all those people is in Hague at the moment and is being trialed for it. He claims he was simply defending his people and that he’s not guilty. I wish him a nice, long eternity roasting in hell - pitchforks and all.

Sorry about this not so happy blog, I promise it won't happen often.