SREBRENICA...the unspoken victims...
“We ambushed them,” he said when a number of dead
Serbs appeared on the screen. The next sequence of
dead bodies had been done in by explosives: “We
launched those guys to the moon,” Oric boasted....
When the footage of a bullet-marked ghost town
appeared without any visible bodies, Oric hastened
to announce: “We killed 114 Serbs there.”
Fearsome Muslim Warlord Eludes Bosnian Serb Forces
by Bill Schiller—Toronto Star
BELGRADE—July 16, 1995
When Bosnian Serb commander Gen. Ratko Mladic swept triumphantly into Srebrenica last week, he not only wanted to sweep Srebrenica clean of Muslims—he wanted Nasir Oric.
In Mladic’s view, the powerfully built Muslim commander had made life too difficult and too deadly for Serb communities nearby. Even though the Serbs had Srebrenica surrounded, Oric was still mounting commando raids by night against Serb targets.
Oric, as blood-thirsty a warrior as ever crossed a battlefield, escaped Srebrenica before it fell. Some believe he may be leading the Bosnian Muslim forces in the nearby enclaves of Zepa and Gorazde. Last night these forces seized armored personnel carriers and other weapons from U.N. peacekeepers in order to better protect themselves. Oric is a fearsome man, and proud of it. I met him in January, 1994, in his own home in Serb surrounded Srebrenica.
On a cold and snowy night, I sat in his living room watching a shocking video version of what might have been called "Nasir Oric’s Greatest Hits."
There were burning houses, dead bodies, severed heads, and people fleeing. Oric grinned throughout admiring his handiwork. “We ambushed them,” he said when a number of dead Serbs appeared on the screen. The next sequence of dead bodies had been done in by explosives: “We launched those guys to the moon,” he boasted. When footage of a bullet-marked ghost town appeared without any visible bodies, Oric hastened to announce: “We killed 114 Serbs there.” Later there were celebrations, with singers with wobbly voices chanting his praises.
These video reminiscences, apparently, were from what Muslims regard as Oric’s glory days. That was before most of eastern Bosnia fell and Srebrenica became a “safe zone” with U.N. peacekeepers inside and Serbs on the outside. Lately, however, Oric increased his hit-and-run attacks at night. And in Mladic’s view, it was far too successful for a community that was supposed to be suppressed. The Serbs regard Oric, once Serb President Slobodan Milosevic’s personal bodyguard, as a war criminal. But they don’t want to send him to the international war crimes tribunal in The Hague, Netherlands. They want to track him down and kill him.
The only songs they want sung of Nasir Oric are funeral dirges. But that hasn’t happened. Srebrenica, surrounded by 3,000 armed Serbs as it was then, was a strange town, It held a desperate kind of life—a life in suspended animation. People talked about what they used to do, or used to be. Or about what they would do or would become once they were free again. Sleeping beneath the sheltering sky near Tuzla as Srebrenica’s surviving residents did last week—after having been driven from their homes—was not in their catalogue of expectations. No one wanted to admit it was a hopeless situation. They wanted to believe that someone, something, perhaps some extraordinary act of fate, was going to save them and their town.
Seen here is a Serbian soldier roasted on a spit like an animal. The decapitation of Serbians victims was seen more than a hundred of times in Oric's kind of ugly Muslim war...also seen here is Richard Holbrooke negotiating with KLA terrorists. Holbrooke even removed his shoes to pay respect to these Muslim terrorists thugs.
“We ambushed them,” he said when a number of dead
Serbs appeared on the screen. The next sequence of
dead bodies had been done in by explosives: “We
launched those guys to the moon,” Oric boasted....
When the footage of a bullet-marked ghost town
appeared without any visible bodies, Oric hastened
to announce: “We killed 114 Serbs there.”
Fearsome Muslim Warlord Eludes Bosnian Serb Forces
by Bill Schiller—Toronto Star
BELGRADE—July 16, 1995
When Bosnian Serb commander Gen. Ratko Mladic swept triumphantly into Srebrenica last week, he not only wanted to sweep Srebrenica clean of Muslims—he wanted Nasir Oric.
In Mladic’s view, the powerfully built Muslim commander had made life too difficult and too deadly for Serb communities nearby. Even though the Serbs had Srebrenica surrounded, Oric was still mounting commando raids by night against Serb targets.
Oric, as blood-thirsty a warrior as ever crossed a battlefield, escaped Srebrenica before it fell. Some believe he may be leading the Bosnian Muslim forces in the nearby enclaves of Zepa and Gorazde. Last night these forces seized armored personnel carriers and other weapons from U.N. peacekeepers in order to better protect themselves. Oric is a fearsome man, and proud of it. I met him in January, 1994, in his own home in Serb surrounded Srebrenica.
On a cold and snowy night, I sat in his living room watching a shocking video version of what might have been called "Nasir Oric’s Greatest Hits."
There were burning houses, dead bodies, severed heads, and people fleeing. Oric grinned throughout admiring his handiwork. “We ambushed them,” he said when a number of dead Serbs appeared on the screen. The next sequence of dead bodies had been done in by explosives: “We launched those guys to the moon,” he boasted. When footage of a bullet-marked ghost town appeared without any visible bodies, Oric hastened to announce: “We killed 114 Serbs there.” Later there were celebrations, with singers with wobbly voices chanting his praises.
These video reminiscences, apparently, were from what Muslims regard as Oric’s glory days. That was before most of eastern Bosnia fell and Srebrenica became a “safe zone” with U.N. peacekeepers inside and Serbs on the outside. Lately, however, Oric increased his hit-and-run attacks at night. And in Mladic’s view, it was far too successful for a community that was supposed to be suppressed. The Serbs regard Oric, once Serb President Slobodan Milosevic’s personal bodyguard, as a war criminal. But they don’t want to send him to the international war crimes tribunal in The Hague, Netherlands. They want to track him down and kill him.
The only songs they want sung of Nasir Oric are funeral dirges. But that hasn’t happened. Srebrenica, surrounded by 3,000 armed Serbs as it was then, was a strange town, It held a desperate kind of life—a life in suspended animation. People talked about what they used to do, or used to be. Or about what they would do or would become once they were free again. Sleeping beneath the sheltering sky near Tuzla as Srebrenica’s surviving residents did last week—after having been driven from their homes—was not in their catalogue of expectations. No one wanted to admit it was a hopeless situation. They wanted to believe that someone, something, perhaps some extraordinary act of fate, was going to save them and their town.
Seen here is a Serbian soldier roasted on a spit like an animal. The decapitation of Serbians victims was seen more than a hundred of times in Oric's kind of ugly Muslim war...also seen here is Richard Holbrooke negotiating with KLA terrorists. Holbrooke even removed his shoes to pay respect to these Muslim terrorists thugs.
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