What spills out when you are knocked over?

In a slightly random, out-of-the-box, lateral thinking way I have been reflecting this Valentine's Day on the Rwandan Genocide. Like I said, random. In April it will be twenty years since the shooting down of the President's plane unleashed violence on an almost apocalyptic scale across this small central African state. One million people slaughtered in just 100 days and the whole region destabilised. You can read analyses of what happened across the web, but I just want to concentrate on one...