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- The Graphic History of a French Explorer’s Search for the “Lost” Maya
New Ways of Engaging with Colonial Pasts
This programme brings together the authors of the ‘graphic history’ In the land of the Lacandón with scholars from the Universities of Amsterdam and Leiden to discuss this immersive new spin on studying the colonial past. How can experiments like this enable a wider audience to critically engage with narratives that have shaped and legitimated the European colonial project?
This programme brings together the authors of the ‘graphic history’ In the land of the Lacandón with scholars from the Universities of Amsterdam and Leiden to discuss this immersive new spin on studying the colonial past. How can experiments like this enable a wider audience to critically engage with narratives that have shaped and legitimated the European colonial project?
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The Price of War: European Defense and the Military Industrial Complex
Growing up in Brussels in the early 2000s, I was always told that Europe meant peace. The European Union, lodged in its towering glass buildings, was a symbol of cooperation, dialogue, and human rights. A place where conflicts were resolved through discussions, not warfare. As I grew up, I developed a healthy dose of skepticism towards the Union, the kind that harbors accountability. The kind whose heart beats to the sound of ideals but whose eyes cry at the sight of actions.