It’s not just this time. I’ve talked and written about North Korean concentration camps, the Chinese genocide against the Uyghurs and their destruction of Hongkong’s vibrant civil society. I’ve ranted about the war in Afghanistan, I went to the streets protesting against the war in Iraq, I’ve protested against the war in Syria and helped refugees from there and Afghanistan, decried Russia’s misinformation game before they invaded Ukraine, tried to bring attention to the conflict in Sudan and the plight of the Rohingya, etc. pp. On top of that, I’ve been trying to understand war and conflict, genocide and oppression since I was little, inhaled every book on these topics I could find, ever since a TV report on the war in Yugoslavia shook me too the core.

My problem is that I care about way too many things. It’s exhausting. This is just the latest - and the worst you can accuse me of is that I’m doing the trendy thing and shifting my focus on one of the smallest armed conflicts on this planet right now. I do feel guilty about that.