How in the world could you write about such things and still preserve some sanity? I read a few, not sure how many others I can endure. Do have a fairly direct connection to one of them, but everything was shrouded in secrecy. Remember being asked on a date to see The Pawnbroker, so shocked at the flashbacks. Yet I went on, deluded myself, pretended I was an all-American teenager, even brought 2 into this world. Insanity.
What can we say about human beings? Is there any hope as the evil asserts itself again and again and again? The Armenian genocide was kept in great secrecy. Pol Pot was an educated man. I haven't gotten to Africa. How the evils grow into monsters is as complicated as anything on this planet. I sure could not stick with it as you did. Maybe you need to publish your work in a book to warn the world about what is churning in the Muslim world. They have factions in Africa too.