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Knowing Hunger

Today, October 16, was named, by someone, somewhere, “World Hunger Day.” My Twitter feed was filled with calls to sign petitions and send messages to lawmakers. As I read various blog posts discussing the subject from different angles- though not a single one was actually written by anyone who had[…]

Real Hunger is No Game

I received an email from my son, Mujaahid, today. He and his family are still living in the small mountain village that we called home for three years. This village was recently subjected to a months long blockade, which I wrote about in my “From the Front”series here at Yemen[…]

Smoke and Mirrors

It is the third night of Ramadhaan and the city skies are full of smoke. As the voices of imaams all over town are raised in the taraaweeh communal prayers, foul-smelling, swirling black clouds lazily reach upward to meet their clean, whispy-white brethren in the heavens. As people gather in[…]

The Voiceless Ones

The “protests” here in Yemen have been going on for about five months now. Five long months of lives disrupted, work neglected, schools closed, periodic violence, and shortages of fuel, food, and water. When I read of these protests, of the tent city set up and populated largely by young,[…]