She encouraged them, allowed them to encourage her. She needed them. Because she was still not sure she could do what she had set out to do.
And so he set about restoring them, using the tricks he had learned over the years. He went to them, speaking to each of them in tones so low that none of the others could hear, getting their names, g...
Sometimes you can hear the wire, hear it reaching out across the miles; whining with its own weight, crying from the cold, panting at the distance, humming with the phantom sounds of someone else's co...
That is what the Slave Trade was all about. Not death from poxes and musketry and whippings and malnutrition and melancholy and suicide: death itself. For before the white men came to Guinea to strip-...
Knowing nothing can get you humiliated and knowing a little bit can get you killed, but knowing all of it will bring you power.