Author Archives: Garen Yegparian

While We’re Talking About Genocide

By GAREN YEGPARIAN OK–so I lifted the title and the idea for this piece from Aram Saroyan’s (William’s son) April 23 interview with Maria Armoudian on KPFK. But the idea is so compelling it bears repeating. During the interview–Saroyan used that line to segway into pointing out we’re on the verge of the biggest genocide

Turkey’s Human Rights Violations Continue Declaration

Amnesty International recently concluded a series of high level talks with the Republic of Turkey–which included meetings with Prime Minister Recep Tayyip Erdogan–Foreign Minister Abdullah Gul–Minister of Interior Abdulkadir Aksu–Presidents of the Constitutional Court and the Supreme Court–the Council of State–and a wide range of Turkish non-governmental organizations. During meetings with government representatives–Amnesty International acknowledged

Random Religious Ramblings (Rumblings?)

BY GAREN YEGPARIAN We’re the first Christian nation! (Spoken in an almost "Nyah–nyah–my dad can beat your dad up" tone) Yay! Whoopee! Fireworks exploding! We’re thrilled. Who cares? Why is that relevant today? Is it even beneficial to tout this? This article has no pretense of being coherent from one paragraph to another except in

The Holidays Are Over

They just might be completely over, those holidays. We, outside the homeland, are in a world of hurt in this respect, particularly in the Western world that constitutes the largest portion of our Diaspora.

We Don’t Have to Politicize Everyone

By Garen Yegparian WRONG! So here’s the story. I was at a party–I know you’re shocked–whoever heard of going to a party this time of year? It contained quite an eclectic mix of people–running the political gamut left to right–Armenian and non-Armenian alike. It struck me as a house warming/Christmas/law school party (interesting remark overheard–"Now

S’a’ddam Shame

BY GAREN YEGPARIAN What a week! Heydar Aliyev dies and Saddam Hussein is captured. And thereby hangs a tale. Besides the obvious initial snickers and commen’s–"What if it’s one of Saddam’s doubles they found," and the major effort required by some who suffered under Aliyev’s tyranny to suppress whoops of joy at his demise–and besides