30. The Translator: A Tribesman's Memoir of Darfur by Daoud Hari. I knew this was going to be a tough book emotionally, in much the same way that We Wish to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed with Our Families was; I wasn't wrong. When I read a book like this I believe in good and evil, at least for a while, and I came out of this one (and my other recent readings) thinking that if there's a higher purpose for free nations, it's to prevent genocides and take in refugees. Idealistic, maybe, but go back far enough in any person's family and you'll find someone who had to flee their home because someone was trying to kill them. We shouldn't forget that. We shouldn't be so covetous of our securities as to begrudge others just a little peace of mind.