The West will begin to understand Africa when it realizes it’s not talking to a child – it’s talking to its mother.
The West will begin to understand Africa when it realizes it’s not talking to a child – it’s talking to its mother.
At the end of a week of failures and disappointment all I knew was that I knew nothing - a…
We are the masters of the unsaid words, but the slaves of those we let slip out.
And so while the great ones depart to their dinner, the secretary stays, growing thinner and thinner, racking his brain…