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of the most fascinating people in
the world.  I vividly remember Senator Bill Richardson at the time
giving nightly press interviews on television about meeting with OPEC
members states, “setting them straight about lowering oil prices in
2000.”  Yet when I’d chit-chat with the Iranian ambassador in the city
before class asking him about it he would say to me something to the
effect as,” We at OPEC are so angry about former  colonialism by
England and America, OPEC will continually attempt bringing both the
United States and England to their financial knees on  energy
issues…And by the way Jill, Russia does not in any manner intend to
halt weapon sales to Iran.” 

   
In fact Amir and I, notwithstanding our theological differences, got
alone well.  We’d often sit together before class acceding on a great
many matters.  In particular I remember us sitting one night and
looking me square in the eye stating, “You know Jill, I will never
believe that Jesus Christ is the Son of God.”  I replied, “And I Amir
will never convert to Islam.” Now that we got that out of the way, we
both smiled at one another getting  down to discussing real issues.
   
   
The Bosnian mission to the United Nations in New York City in 2001 was
an extremely interesting place.  Reflecting the rotating ethnic
presidency existing in Bosnia unto present, Mission employees were
comprised of people of completely bipolar ethnic, theological and
politically ideological viewpoints. 

    The Head Ambassador
of the Mission post 9-11 was then combating rumors of his soon becoming
persona non grata in the United States for allegedly giving Osama Bin
Laden a visa to travel through Bosnia illegally when previously
stationed in Italy in 1993.  There were also rumors he confessed to the
United States Department of State of running international arms trades
in connection with Al-Qaeda.

 
Darko
Trifunovic confided in me that Al Qaeda Algerian militant Abu Mali,
worked in the Bosnian mission to the UN in Manhattan 2001-2002 after
the war under a Bosnian name, Safet Catovic. Darko Trifunovic and I
worked together at the Bosnian Mission to the United Nations in NYC in
2001-2002 together and I, Jill Starr,l verify I used to work on Mali's
computer at the Mission because it always was getting fouled up with
computer viruses at his request.

    
  
 The number two man at the Bosnian mission, the First Ambassador was
Serbian, Orthodox Christian and a doctor of medicine by university
degree.  The First Secretary of the Mission was my friend Darko, the
Consulate department was headed by an ethnic Muslim lady from Bosnia,
and there was an ethnic Croatian woman floating around with other
various diplomats being of Roman Catholic Croatian descent. He became
extremely suspicious of who Catovic really was because he spoke poor
Bosnian. As a result, Trifunovic said he lost a job in the mission and
moved to Belgrade.

   
The number two man at the Bosnian mission, the First Ambassador was
Serbian, Orthodox Christian and a doctor of medicine by university
degree.  The First Secretary of the Mission was my friend Darko, the
Consulate department was headed by an ethnic Muslim lady from Bosnia,
and there was an ethnic Croatian woman floating around with other
various diplomats being of Roman Catholic Croatian descent.

   
My time at the Mission was primarily spent fixing Darko’s laptop
computer which became daily infected with computer viruses he
continually claimed emanated from other employees at the Mission who
were allegedly trying to sabotage him because of his ethnic Serbian
background.  I vividly recall the constant bickering between all the
mission employees; always accusing each other of committing war crimes
and giving each other computer viruses making it virtually impossible
for any of them to get along.  The Croatian diplomat usually stayed to
herself with her office door shut while the others present usually just
listened to Led Zeppelin rock music on their personal CD-ROM players. 
They told me repeatedly they had nothing else to do with their time at
the United Nations beyond an occasional meeting except for  listening
to music and playing computer games. 

    Sad and ironic was
the few things I noticed all the Bosnian mission employees agreeing
upon was their undying love for the rock band, Led Zeppelin.

   
A year had come and gone while I totally immersed myself into political
inquiry as to just who was guilty of committing war crimes in the
former Yugoslavia.  My favorite subjects of inquiry included:

   
NATO, Kosovo&Metohia, Serbia, Montenegro, Bosnia and persons of
interest such as Mladic and Hacim Thaci (Albanian Leader of the Kosovo
Liberation Army).  It was not enough for my merely taking in nightly
news reports from CNN and other mainstream American media; to conduct
an investigation for inquiry of social fact, I needed to go to Serbia
and investigate for myself.

   
Only after seeing firsthand the goings on in the Balkans could I make a
discriminate determination of guilty parties insofar as genocide
there.   After my fateful month long trip to Serbia and Montenegro in
the fall 2002 I later concluded all warring parties involved had blood
on their hands (Croats, Serbs, Muslims and the NATO); there are no
innocents.  But in 2001, neither my finances nor busy schedule allowed
such a trip.  Moreover, not speaking fluent Serbian coupled with the 
anti-American sentiment existing in Serbia then listed on the United
States Department of State travel warning website caused going to there
an unfeasible option.  Hence, my life and studies went on as usual.

   
Several seasons went by and now it was spring 2001.  Darko and his wife
Bojana had time off which they spent visiting friends and family in
Serbia for about two weeks.  Because of this Darko was unable to
function in full diplomatic capacity.  In spring 2001 there was a
preparatory commission meeting of plenipotentiaries to establish an
international criminal court at the United Nations in New York City. 
Topics of the meeting included but were not limited to defining
interstate acts of aggression, court financing etc..  Darko asked me if
I would sit in for him at the meeting taking as many notes

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