Walking Dschang

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There were nature trails. They weren’t labeled so. The walking was good, so I did a lot of it. On my second hike up the hill from the Centre Climatique, I noticed a young boy following me, so I thought my privacy might be breached. I don’t mind being followed as long as the ulterior motives are clear. I put some small bills in my shirt pocket, and considered giving the boy some money and asking him if I might continue on my own.

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Finding Common Ground With Lester

Lester Maddox, former Governor of Georgia
We were in the waiting room to meet the governor of Georgia. Amadou K, governor of the Fourth Region of Mali and my charge for his 30-day visit to the U.S., had been high maintenance, and insisted of meeting a U.S. official “of his same rank.”

The programmer in Washington, exasperated with K’s self inflation, got him a meeting with America’s most official racist at the time, Governor Lester Maddox. So there.

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Old Wine, New Battles

1280px-Muammar_al-Gaddafi,_12th_AU_Summit,_090202-N-0506A-324Engaging in the Libya conflict in 2011 (without any plan for an outcome) was not morally or even tactically “wrong.” However, events have gone against American interests – and also, by the way, the beleaguered populations of the current Libya which is a threat to itself, to Europe, and sooner or later to American direct security interests as well.

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“Je m’en vais”

IMG_20150910_102337Big news! Thomas Yayi Boni will be president of the Republic of Benin until 2016. This is worthy of respect, gratitude, and archival notation.

Oh, and did I mention he will step down in 2016 at the end of his second, democratically elected five-year mandate? This is huge. Or as a leading U.S. candidate would say, “Hyooodge.” Continue reading “Je m’en vais”

Potato, Potahto, Monogamy, Polygamy

cohaset_narrowsFive of us sat at a lunch restaurant at a fishing village in Massachusetts, I think Cohasset. You can’t find a more congenial setting.

Three of them came from Sub-Saharan Africa, one from Tunisia. All were jurists on a study tour of the American court system. The Tunisian had been haranguing the three others for two weeks, proselytizing monogamy for their countries. They would have none of it. Polygamy suited them just fine. No woman was present to argue the other side. Nor, said one of the Sub-Saharan Africans, would they if they had the chance. Continue reading Potato, Potahto, Monogamy, Polygamy