Why Printed Books Will Always Matter: The Armenian Genocide
I learned about the Armenian Genocide - or one of its precursors " The Hamidian Massacres " or " The Adana Massacre " - when I was in third grade. There was an old abandoned house on the block - one of those older than the homes around it, that had either been a rent house until it became too decrepit to rent out, or whose elderly owner had died with no local heirs to help keep it up or care about its gradual decay. Windows were broken out, and someone had taken the front door, leaving it wide open, airy, well-lit with sunshine... and perfect for neighborhood children to explore. I don't remember whether I wandered through it with a friend or alone. It was empty except for a half-filled box of trinkets, cracked dishes.... and one very old book. Even back then, I read everything I could get my hands on. This book was old... I want to say the copyright date was 1909, but it could have been Bliss's "" Turkey and the Armenian Atrocities. A Reign of T...