During that killing season [in Rwanda, in 1994], we rose earlier than usual to eat lots of meat, and we went up to the soccer field at around nine or ten o’clock. The leaders would grumble about latecomers, and we would go off on the attack. Rule number one was to kill. There was no rule number two. It was an organization without complications.

Pancrace, in Machete Season, edited by Jean Hatzfeld, in Lapham’s Quarterly, winter 2008