they deserve to be remembered

My parents just returned from a two week trip to Uganda to do dental work. We talked to them last night and they told us a little bit about their experience while over there. While talking to my mom about possible research projects while over there, she got talking about how interesting it would be to just talk to the people and hear about their experiences living in a IDP camp during the LRA ruling and then what happened afterwards. She talked about how incredibly tragic it is that the rest of the world let so much incredibly horrific things take place in Uganda for 20 years while the LRA was in power. Many of the Ugandans don't understand why their situation went totally unnoticed and unrecognized by the rest of the world. I thought we were becoming so much more globalized, but why was Uganda forgotten? It's not just the Ugandans that don't understand why they were forgotten, I don't understand it either and it kills me inside to hear about all the inhumane, indescribably tragic crimes that Joseph Kony and his army inflicted upon the innocent, Ugandan people for such a long time with no one to stop them or even try to help them.

It's so sad that the U.S. government only cares about countries that have something that we need, like my mom was also saying. If there's no benefit for helping another country in crisis, why bother? That's so sick. The U.S. cares about the countries that we need to get oil from, but not the countries where children watch their parents get taken away and then later see their skulls, like Rose in that movie War Dance, or where innocent children are forced by rebels to kill 3 innocent farmers, just to save their own life, like Dominic in War Dance.

Honestly, I am a little worried about going to such a war-torn place, but I know that I am going to learn so much from the beautiful people there who have gone through and suffered so much. They deserve to have their story told, so the world can learn from our huge mistake of not paying heed to the Ugandan people.