I remember, at one of the many schools I attended, meeting a girl who had the unfortunate luck of being born of one parent who was Palestinian and another who was an Iraqi and who lived in Kuwait during the first Gulf War.
I don't know what she was studying but I think it had to do with non-violent conflict resolution. Seriously.
After I got into her good graces and we started talking politics I remember her asking me "Why did you do it? Why did America have to invade Kuwait?" There was no reason.
Yet it forced her family to become refugees.