Kirjahaku

The book looks at the outreach and communication strategies employed by internationalised courts to try to understand the wider impact of international justice. This book critically examines the role of outreach within international justice focusing specifically on the role of outreach at the Special Court for Sierra Leone (SCSL). It contributes to understanding of the relationship between international courts and the affected populations; an area currently underexplored and little understood. The assumption that justice brings peace underpins much of the thinking, and indeed action, of international justice, yet little is known if this is actually the case. Significant questions surrounding the link between peace and justice remain: do trials deter would-be war criminals; is justice possible for the most heinous crimes; can international justice replace local justice? This book explores these questions in relation to recent developments in international justice that have both informed and shaped the creation of the hybrid tribunal in Sierra Leone. Through empirical analysis, Transitional Justice, Peace and Accountability, answers these questions and provides an insight into individual and community perceptions of international justice.This book will be of much interest to students of transitional justice, war crimes, peace and conflict studies, human rights, international law, and IR in general.

The book looks at the outreach and communication strategies employed by internationalised courts to try to understand the wider impact of international justice. This book critically examines the role of outreach within international justice focusing specifically on the role of outreach at the Special Court for Sierra Leone (SCSL). It contributes to understanding of the relationship between international courts and the affected populations; an area currently underexplored and little understood. The assumption that justice brings peace underpins much of the thinking, and indeed action, of international justice, yet little is known if this is actually the case. Significant questions surrounding the link between peace and justice remain: do trials deter would-be war criminals; is justice possible for the most heinous crimes; can international justice replace local justice? This book explores these questions in relation to recent developments in international justice that have both informed and shaped the creation of the hybrid tribunal in Sierra Leone. Through empirical analysis, Transitional Justice, Peace and Accountability, answers these questions and provides an insight into individual and community perceptions of international justice.This book will be of much interest to students of transitional justice, war crimes, peace and conflict studies, human rights, international law, and IR in general.

Alice is a cheerleader at Chaucer Academy, a suburban private school in the modern U.S. For as long as she can remember, she has felt pressured to live exactly the same life: same boyfriend, same role, same rules. But when she meets a mysterious stranger in the middle of nowhere, her life might just change forever. Jamys is a blacksmith's apprentice in England in 1348. After a torturous childhood, he has finally found a life he is happy in, but when his world is turned on its side by the arrival of both the Black Plague and a beautiful stranger, he will have to find a way to adapt to an entirely new set of circumstances. They're separated by nearly seven hundred years and the world's largest ocean, but as they each deal with their own life-changing crisis, their stories may just be more similar than either of them could possibly imagine. And maybe, just maybe, they each might find a reason to believe that holding on to hope isn't such a crazy thing after all.

Introvert Alana can't believe she's dating someone like Josh Hayward. Everybody knows Josh, everybody likes Josh, and unlike Alana, everybody sees Josh. Alana, on the other hand, has spent the last three years of high school haunting the halls like a ghost. When she agrees to go away for the weekend with Josh's family, all she wants to do is make the perfect impression. Afterall, a boy like Josh could only come from the perfect family. But when they arrive at his grandmother's cabin, Alana finds Josh's family isn't anything like she expected. Wild and boisterous, Alana fears her shy ways will never fit in with a family like his. When her nerves cause her body to betray her with gastrointestinal problems of epic proportions, Alana is sure she is doomed to mortification and her relationship with Josh will be over. That is, until two unlikely allies - an old woman and a little boy in a tutu - cause Alana to examine the beauty of being yourself, no matter what people say. Will Alana cling to her shell and stay the quiet shadow she has always been, or will she finally be able to embrace who she is and learn to dance to the music only she can hear?

When I traveled to Florida for my best friend's 24th birthday, I had visions of college debauchery and beaches. What I didn't expect was CT scans and stool samples. But that's what happens when someone you love has cancer. You don't make the plans; cancer does. At 24 I was invincible. I didn't have time for death. Death was something so far off; an abstract concept to be considered later.But that's what death does. It shakes us loose of our comfort, it causes us to pause, to re-evaluate, to question and to examine. It strips away the chaos of daily life and leaves us naked, facing our own frailty. But the more we come to terms with death and accept our mortality, the better prepared we are to live life. To accept death is to grasp freedom. A man who has learned how to die has unlearned how to be a slave. -Montaigne-

Everyone told me high school would be some of the best years of my life. They were wrong.No one mentioned my best friend could morph into a social climbing backstabber. No one said dating could nearly kill me. And no one told me I could lose myself and find myself in a single moment. Of course, no one could possibly have known I would be knocked unconscious by a stupid football on my first day, or that my first two months of high school can basically be summed up by: Number of times I publicly puked: 3 Number of times I kissed a senior: 2 Number of times I committed naked burglary: 1 (but that was an accident)