Power corrupts not only individuals but states as well. Also the victims are Bosnian Muslims, so there's the accusation of lack of empathy based on religion and ethnicity. Maass's writing is fantastic even if his objectivism suffers in reporting the terrible events of a war that remains largely forgotten and misunderstood in by the West. They are an escape, an entertainment. No, said our Bosnian friend. He was objective enough, yet personal enough that his story of being in the Balkans came across sincere and true. Unfortunately, he leaves Croatia and its dubious president, Franjo Tudjman, out of the picture.
Also, while it raises important questions about the realities of evil and the breakdown of society, it fails to present any real answers to these questions, instead escaping into banalities. It's more like listening to a man who's actually been to hell as an observer, spoken to the devil, witnessed the horror and lived to tell about it. Throughout the book, Maass examines two themes: first how can human beings be so monstrous to one another or stand by when others are brutalized, and second, how could Western powers, including the United States, fail to stop aggression and appease the worst war criminals in Europe. Maass's heroes are the American diplomats who resigned over the government's inaction and hypocrisy, his fellow journalists, and the citizens and representatives of Bosnia. Text body is clean, and free from previous owner annotation, underlining and highlighting. Book Is In Near Fine Condition. However, his is a work mainly revolving around his experiences in Bosnia and reporting on it.
Maass is the author of Love Thy Neighbor: A Story of War, which chronicled the Bosnian war and won prizes from the Overseas Press Club and the Los Angeles Times. The Serbian propaganda machine, meanwhile, spewed out tales of Bosnians bombing their own cities for sympathy, Bosnians shooting their own and blaming the Serbs -- even the mass executions were blamed on Bosnia. Like anything people can read a bias or a slant into things, but Maass has truly captured the whole debacle in one book. I know that this was published in 1996, but come on. I recommend this book to everyone. You see the signs warning of them everywhere - along main roads, in villages, outside a ruined house, in a farmer's field, in the mountains, and right in the centre of major towns such as Banja Luka and Jayce. I liked it so much I bought the book after I returned my copy to the library.
Maass remains fair and objective until the near end of his time as a reporter there, when the brutality of the Serbs and his frustration with the West's refusal Having recently traveled in Eastern Europe, I have become increasingly interested in the recent last 20-60 years history of this region. This book could not be read while eating. At the end of the day, the title says it all and fits exactly. When you start working in a war zone, you might look forward to the dreams. As well as explaing the crisis he also brings up questions on human nature that reflect what is happening currently today. He made casual remarks that bordered on racist; diverted from the story of the Bosnian pl The only reason i finished this book was because i just wanted to know the details of the Serbian-Bosnian war.
We all like to say never again, but yet there is a lurking evil in our humanness that does let things like this continue to happen. Yet the world mostly ignored the atrocities of the Bosnian war -- and then mostly forgot about it afterward. We closed our eyes as the Serbs unleashed chaos; raping, pillaging, and burning their way through the neighborhoods and villages of Muslims and Croats that for centuries had been their compatriots and friends. How come I turned a blind eye to the grizzly events occurring in a land where people spoke Slavic language similar to my own, had features similar to mine, shared history similar to the one of my county? Maass gives us in short is a view of ethnic cleansing in all of its cruelty, its absurd detail, its self-justification, its dehumanization of the other. This book is fantastically written, conveying not only the well-covered horrors of the war, such as the snipers picking off civilians on Sniper's Alley in Sarajevo, or the re-emergence of concentration camps at places like Omarska, but also the sheer mind-blowing insanity of the crisis we stood by and watched on the edge of Europe. Shipped Weight: Under 1 kilogram.
Yet the world mostly ignored the atrocities of the Bosnian war -- and then mostly forgot about it afterward. His writing is exceptional and the stories he tells are heartbreaking. If you want to do that, then you must rip out history's heart, which in the case of Bosnia's Muslim community meant the destruction of its mosques. Did it still fester away underneath. He was objective enough, yet personal enough that his story of being in the Balkans came across sincere and true. If there's one thing I love about the Balkans, it's that unique sense of humor that allows us to poke fun at ourselves and our neighbors even in the direst of straits.
This book was an eye opener for one who, living in the U. I remember thinking that they walked surprisingly well for people without muscle or flesh. Is this the meaning of life? I started reading this right before going to bed and wound up staying up until 2 am to finish it because, like a rubbernecker on the highway Maass used as an example in one of his tangents, I couldn't look away. They thought that being a minority group no longer mattered in civilized Europe. Published in 1996 by Alfred A. There is a beastly nature hiding beneath the surface of every society and not everyone agrees that the statute of limitations has expired on redressing ancient grievances.
Maass remains fair and objective until the near end of his time as a reporter there, when the brutality of the Serbs and his frustration with the West's refusal Having recently traveled in Eastern Europe, I have become increasingly interested in the recent last 20-60 years history of this region. One is the story of Peter Maass himself- a widely respected reporter for the Washington Post and a native Californian Jew. Peter Maass was a war correspondent for the Washington Post and he covered the war in Bosnia in the 1990s. Then, in the winter of 1992 I came to the United States and looking back now I find I wasn't the only one guilty of ignorance. A battlefield doctor performing miracles of surgery without anesthetics.
Maass manages to both provide some testimonies of big name perpetrators, as well as survivors. Peter Maass spent several years covering that ugly war at a very intimate level and has produced a book that is a genuine classic. More than just a recounting of the Bosnian horrors that are by now familiar--the wretched scenes from concentration camps, the misery in hospitals, the terror of sniper fire, slow starvation, war profiteering--Maass's work is profoundly introspective and honest. Did it still fester away underneath. The question is always, could we do more? This isn't about military campaigns though, it's stories of war, about ordinary people caught up in something horrific. I have been studying the Balkans for a very long time.