Life After Terror

I just watched an interesting documentary called Life After Terror on NHK, a cable channel from Japan. The documentary shows the efforts on an Indonesian man named Huda who has started an NGO to help rehabilitate people who got involved in ISIL. Most of this program shows how he helped a young woman who convinced her family, her extended family so there’s at least a dozen people, to leave Jakarta and to to Syria, where they’ll find peace. I was amazed that the father’s solution to not having his daughter go to Syria alone to join ISIL aka ISIS was to uproot the entire family and go with her.

The focus of the 28 minute documentary is Noor Huda, who after discovering that one of his old school friends was partly responsible for the Bali Bombings, leaves his job as a journalist for the Washington Post to start an NGO with the mission of reintegrating terrorists into society.

You can see this short documentary here on NHK till March 18th. You’re sure to learn a lot, as I did.

On Forgiveness

Below is a fascinating podcast on forgiveness. It’s part of the Feminist Catholic Podcast series and features Rosario Rodriguez, who experienced two assaults and had to learn what forgiveness really is.


Not sure why the player won’t show up though it does show up in the Visual mode. If you click the HTML above, you can listen.

Sorry that WordPress won’t make it look nicer. They could if they wanted to.

Poem of the Week

Long Term

by Stephen Dunn

On this they were in agreement:
everything that can happen between two people
happens after a while

or has been thought about so hard
there’s almost no difference
between desire and deed.

Each day they stayed together, therefore,
was a day of forgiveness, tacit,
no reason to say the words.

It was easy to forgive, so much harder
to be forgiven. The forgiven had to agree
to eat dust in the house of the noble

and both knew this couldn’t go on for long.
The forgiven would need to rise;
the forgiver need to remember the cruelty

in being correct.
Which is why, except in crises,
they spoke about the garden,

what happened at work,
the little ailments and aches
their familiar bodies separately felt.