I've just read a graphic novel of the immediate aftermath of the Rwandan Genocide of 1994. Deogratias, a former employee of a Catholic mission station, is haunted, and tries to drown the memories in booze. But even this fragile crutch falls apart as he is forced to come to terms, not only with what he saw, but the decisions he made.

Written by Belgian J.P. Stassen, Deogratias is a difficult read for its intense imagery and storytelling. Alas, as is my usual experience with graphic novels, it left me wanting to get deeper into Deogratias’ mind. Oh well.

This is the place to go if you want a history of the events; to read the introduction is to get the sense that the editors assume readers have only encountered the Rwanda genocide through Hotel Rwanda.

That may be true, and if so it’s an insight into our human inhumanity: our refusal to remember the worst of ourselves.