I feel so much anger, sadness and frustration around the issue of genocide in Darfur that it’s been hard to create a post that’s more motivating than damning. But as I see it, I don’t have the right to be sad about the genocide in Darfur really.

Women raped with weapons and branded by their attackers have the right to be sad.

Men who’ve had their eyes gouged out trying to protect their village and the women and children within it have the right to be sad.
Children whose crayon drawings depict …