I'm not sure it exists any more. While I was in Praha, I found, by coincidence, a really amazing piece written by the Romanian-American writer Andrei Codrescu that seemed to apply all too well. These children, their descendants, are today's tourists. Well, at least, one might say, tourists aren't killing anybody for a picture. Tourists are terrorists with cameras, while terrorists are tourists with guns.
Tourism is the civilian aspect of imperialism.
After the natives have been pacified by force of arms, we finish the job with the cameras. Both tourists and terrorists shoot what they can't quite tame. To finish with the camera what your grandfather started with the gun is both easier and harder. The souls we steal may be our own. In places like Romania it just isn't possible.