Pulling up to a polling station, I am met by a group of angry young men. When I am able to get to the bottom of their anger, the men lead me to the body of a dead woman lying across the sidewalk. My first reaction was to call out to the policemen across the street. One of the four men just laughed as the entire group kept strolling. The UN drove by and just stared at me down the barrel of high caliber machine guns. I ask the local men why the police do not take care of this and their response was a collective, “They don’t give a F*&K.” After asking no less than a dozen police officers how I could help, I received no information of value. Behind me, during this process, was a media blitz and an Italian cameraman who was yelling at me for getting into his shot.