Michael Krikorian

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People attend a canonization ceremony for the victims of the Armenian Genocide at the Mother See of Holy Etchmiadzin complex outside Yerevan, Armenia, on April 23. (Vahram Baghdasaryan / EPA)

On Friday, thousands of Armenians, my people, my comrades — em ynker — will march to commemorate the 100th anniversary of the first recorded genocide of the 20th century. Thousands of us will demand recognition from the leaders of the Turkish government, an admission from them that their Ottoman Empire forefathers carried out atrocities, that it was a genocide: “acts committed with the intent to destroy, in whole or in part, a national, ethnical, racial or religious group.”

I say “us” with a renewed personal sadness. Just last year my cousin discovered our fathers — Zaven, a.k.a. Sam, and Antranig, a.k.a.…  Seguir leyendo »

In 2001, I wrote a story for the Los Angeles Times about April 24, the annual Armenian Day of Remembrance, that had this lead: “The Armenian genocide.”

That was it, the entire first paragraph.

I was proud of it because it didn’t say “the alleged genocide” or “what the Armenians consider a genocide.” It just called the 1915 massacre of a million Armenians what it was, even though the U.S. government — in deference to official Turkish denials and our air bases in Turkey — won’t use the word.

When I was a teenager, I used to go with my grandfather Nahabed to April 24 protest marches on Sunset Boulevard in Hollywood and later on Wilshire Boulevard.…  Seguir leyendo »