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Hanae Noirbent

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Sudan and the Reminders of Genocide

by Hanae Noirbent 11/09/2025
written by Hanae Noirbent

As satellites witness the crimson remains of massacred villages, so too does the world, slowly turning its sleep-crusted gaze to the horrors of Sudan. There, for the past two years, civilians have been at the mercy of a conflict between two military groups, the Sudanese Armed Forces (SAF) and the Rapid Support Forces (RSF).

In a brief article outlining the reasons behind the war, the BBC points to the 2019 deposition of former Sudanese dictator Omar al-Bashir as a key turning point. Following Bashir’s removal, the SAF sought to integrate the RSF, a paramilitary group founded by Bashir and funded by the United Arab Emirates, into its ranks. However, the proposition proved controversial as neither military party was interested in losing their power, resulting in escalating tensions starting in 2023 and the subsequent outbreak of the ongoing war, which is just as invested in attacking each side as it is in targeting and punishing civilians.

Pulling back the curtain of the military campaign reveals the full extent of the story, where the exploitation of natural resources and organized religion have become the primary motivations behind ethnic cleansing, gender-based violence, and famine. In recent years, the brutality of such war crimes has become more visible than ever, through the ease of online access and the repeated assertions of genocide echoing across the world, from Sudan to Palestine. What has escaped our attention, however, is the reasoning paving the bloodied ground, the persistent yet hidden “why” that continues to lay the foundation for mass atrocities. Finding our answer requires us to investigate another history, in the hills and rivers at the heart of Afrika.

In her collection of short stories titled Ce que murmurent les collines, which translates to “What the Hills Whisper,” Scholastique Mukasonga writes about the various daily lives and cultural practices unfolding in Rwanda prior to the 1994 genocide. Whereas most of the short stories are narrated from the perspective of native Rwandans and their experiences with religion, superstition, and colorism, the opening story follows the writings of German explorer Richard Kandt as he ventured onto the Rukarara River.

The river was no ordinary water source, however, having been called into question as a mythical sight in a country nearing paradise and inhabited by seemingly enchanted people. Under the sheen of orientalist fascination, Kandt encountered the Tutsi people and determined their physiques aligned with their presupposed superiority.

What started as a legend soon became the pedestal upon which German and Belgian authorities placed the Tutsi people. In a society that had long been aware of its demographic divides, from the Tutsi who were traditionally wealthier than their Hutu and Twa counterparts to the centuries of Tutsi monarchies implementing anti-Hutu policies, a colonial power decreeing which ethnic group held entitlements had devastating consequences.

Within the colonial trend of dividing and conquering, the act of threading mytho-histories to confirm pre-existing narratives was then a critical component to sustaining dominance. And as with most colonial practices, dominance came with the cost of violence. When narrowing this lens onto Sudan, we capture a mirror image.

Like Rwanda, Sudan is also home to multiple ethnic groups. In his article titled “Rethinking Identity, Citizenship, and Violence in Sudan,” Professor Amir Idris suggests this inability to contend with ethnic pluralism staged much of the conflict between the Northern region inhabited by people deemed Arab and Muslim, and the Western and Southern portions inhabited mainly by Afrikan and Black people. While racialization is one point of contention, another is the notion of civilization, exacerbating the differences that emerged in the 16th century with the rise of an Islamized and Arabized Sudanese population.

Following that period, much of the Afrikan population was reduced to enslavement, leaving room for supremacy to take form. Not only was bondage accepted as a norm by Northern Sudanese nationalist groups, but it also became a practice for British administrators and Christian missionaries, facilitating the repression of Afrikan bodies on all fronts. Without being accorded agency or humanity, Afrikan Sudanese people witnessed their stories sink from the annals of history under the guise of primitivity. The suggestion that Southern Sudanese bodies were lesser than Northern ones was then the foundation that would be used to justify multiple campaigns of ethnic cleansing, including the one unfolding at this very moment.

Last month, after a brutal siege of almost two years, El-Fasher fell to the RSF, precipitating another wave of mass displacement as an estimated 82,000 civilians fled from house searches, detentions, and executions. Like many of the campaigns the RSF has waged against Sudanese civilians, the violence witnessed in El-Fasher is targeted, notably against the Masalit, an indigenous Afrikan ethnic group native to Darfur, the western region of Sudan, and the site of the 2003 massacre. In both El-Fasher and Tawila, where many have fled to find shelter and safety, conditions continue to deteriorate as Sudanese civilians struggle to obtain basic aid, plunging them into a second wave of famine.

Against the current of war, the United States formed a mediation group involving Egypt, the United Arab Emirates, and Saudi Arabia. Yet as of right now, no concessions nor truces have been made, and a lack of pressure has been applied to the UAE for its human rights violations in supporting and arming a genocidal campaign.

History is then more than a date or a distant memory to be called upon in times of need. It is a promise and a protection insulating the most vulnerable people from a fate of silence. When we shine a light on the histories that oppressors have attempted to erase because they deemed them unworthy of remembering, we must commit to bringing back the humanity lost in the fray of atrocity.

11/09/2025 0 comments
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What Happened to the Artist?

by Hanae Noirbent 10/08/2025
written by Hanae Noirbent

Drones descend from the sky, striking mercilessly. Within moments, a home becomes rubble, and from those ashes, no civilian rises to tell the tale. Families hold the still faces of their loved ones, blood smeared on bodies drained of its circulation. Gunshots continue to pepper the air, a rhythm as constant as the caving of stomachs starved over days, weeks, months. Amidst chorus of collective punishment, another sound arises. A click. It’s not perched above, or nestled around a corner. It’s in the crowd, camouflaging with the devastation it bears witness to. A camera. And holding it in steadied hands, is a journalist, crouching low as they adjust the lens, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

International human rights lawyer Amal Clooney stands on the grounds that journalists are truth tellers . In many ways, journalism requires its reporters to abide by that oath. No matter the extent of human plight, the journalist on the clock does not have the option to intervene. On the battlefield, death is a more trustworthy companion for a war journalist than any soldier or civilian. As a child, and even now as Editor-in-Chief of Nommo’s newsroom, I struggled with the notion that being on the frontlines of a story required letting that narrative unfold before your very eyes. On television, I observed how journalists traveled all over the country and the world to families steeped in poverty and survivors of generational violence, without a solution to offer, only an ear and a notepad ready to be scribbled upon. From my eyes, professional passivity quickly soured into deliberate complicity – we were not digging at change, we were only documenting it.

Something cracked my resolve flying over into Los Angeles. Having put it off for quite a while, I finally watched A24’s movie Civil War, following a group of journalists on their way to D.C. to get an interview with the president amidst the outbreak of an American civil war. While the background context leaves much to be discussed, what gripped me were the reflections on journalism and its role during conflict. In a scene where the journalists stumble upon the beaten bodies of two men with their assailant grinning maddeningly, our protagonist Lee Smith asks the attacker if she can take a photo of him standing next to his victims. The man obliges and shortly after, the journalists resume their journey to the capital. It’s inhumane, and it’s powerful. Lee captures the truth, violence laid bare, a case awaiting conviction. It’s provocative, perhaps even goes as far as to desensitize. Yet it’s inviting something, a reaction, a discussion a full scale mobilization. We as viewers are not privy to the intentions, but do we have to be in order to take action?

At this crossroads where violence has been sensationalized, snaking its way onto the screens of newsletters and the short form content consumed across social media platforms, it is necessary to call out the seeming spectacle we as consumers are making of livelihoods which are not our own. But perhaps that is precisely the point. Have we not had enough of seeing high definition footage of mangled bodies on our feeds? Are we not already fearful of being the next activist slammed to the curb by an insurrection of armed forces? Do we not look upon the marble columns of the Capitol and see the reflection of fascism staring back at us?

Journalists must tell the truth, and that truth always comes at a cost. That price continues to be paid when readers, viewers, and consumers, leave the truth behind – tuning out until the next moment, awaiting eagerly for news without any interest in making their own.

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“This Country is Broken”

by Hanae Noirbent 03/11/2025
written by Hanae Noirbent

“This country is broken.” 

No. 

This country is functioning according to its design. Founded upon the labor of the enslaved and the displacement of the Indigenous, this land we call united was fractured from its very conception. The current administration is not a mistake in the history of this nation but rather a product of it. And yet, amidst the knowledge that the citizenship we hold dear is a stolen identity or one that has been given to us by force, we still find ourselves dreaming, wishing the fires erupting with vigor, the red lines drawing blood in the concrete of our cities, were all mere accidents.

We cannot avoid the truth of what this country was built upon nor the values which anchored its inception. Acknowledging those histories will bring us to our crossroads, where the climate crisis culminates to a state of emergency, where censorship becomes law, and where our bodies continue to be properties of a state willing to break them to meet its ends. But as I said, we are at a crossroads. We are at a pivotal moment where yesterday cannot be reversed but perhaps tomorrow could open new expectations. Ultimately, it is our inaction which will cost us our future. So then, where to begin? 

Let us begin right here, on this first page. Established in 1968, NOMMO was the first ethnic newsmagazine established on a public university campus. Its principles were anchored in an era where the rights of Afrikan peoples were virtually non-existent and in this critical moment, we find a specter of that movement reemerging. In that time when NOMMO was the space for our people to create with radical optimism and hope for the tomorrow, we persevered. And today, upon these pages, we ask you to do the same. Not to glance at news cycles without batting an eye but rather to sit in the discomfort and engage in our voice. Not to believe the work we have done is over but rather to understand that collective liberation is more than simply occupying spaces. We must interact with our environment, and question it to always keep the dynamism of change at the forefront. 

We invite you to keep engaging with us as we question our environment and our roles, as we extricate ourselves from our positions of complacency and admit to our agency. We invite you to find strength in yourself, to pick up your tools of creation and express who you are as change comes from within. We invite you to rest as well, and to know that the fight lives on and we will welcome you to join us when you are ready. 

There is no land of the brave or the free. But there are the people whose search for bravery and freedom inspire a vision that acknowledges our shared generational traumas and projects them into a commemorative work. We cannot change our past, but if we reclaim the principles justifying it we can alter the course of not only the next four years, but the next four hundred. So that the children of our children will know the Earth and their ancestor’s beauty and why they should protect it. 

03/11/2025 0 comments
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