I am not a politician or a poet. I built my career on words
that are plain and ordinary and concerned with everyday details. I am nothing
more or less than a hotel manager, trained to negotiate contracts and charged to
give shelter to those who need it. My job did not change in the genocide, even
though I was thrust into a sea of fire. I only spoke the words that seemed
normal and sane to me. I did what I believed to be the ordinary things that an
ordinary man would do. I said no to outrageous actions the way I thought that
anybody would, and it still mystifies me that so many others could say yes.
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