Tag Archives: History

cape coast castle.

The Cape Coast Castle sits in a beautiful place, its crumbling whitewashed walls a preserved monument to an haunting history: the torture, humiliation, and degradation of transatlantic slave trade, which saw the sale and purchase of human beings on an … Continue reading

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5. my thoughts now.

My initial reaction to the Kony2012 video was emotional. And these weren’t the kind of feelings the filmmakers were aiming for. I’ve written this series of posts to force myself to engage more deeply with facts of the LRA conflict, … Continue reading

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4. many voices, experiences, emotions, ideas.

I will weigh in next with a final (for now), more personal post. Here I’ve compiled a cross-section of less-viewed videos in many languages that I hope highlight the diverse emotions, thoughts, and experiences of people in Uganda, DR Congo, … Continue reading

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1. the past: how did we get here?

This is part 1 of a series of posts trying to advance conversation about Kony and the LRA. I apologize in advance for errors or omissions. I’d appreciate your input in the comments section, especially from those of you more … Continue reading

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let’s have a new conversation about kony.

A few folks have asked my thoughts about the Kony2012 campaign. It has brought a lot of attention to an issue that’s close to my heart, as Uganda was my second home from 2007-2009 and I had an opportunity to … Continue reading

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some thoughts on hatred and healing.

I had only one night in Bujumbura (Burundi). Bed was tempting. I was filthy, exhausted, and had eaten only a few tiny bananas all day. But I was determined to rally. I caffeinated myself and took a chilly shower and … Continue reading

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guest post: it’s a small world, after all.

We walk in silence, four abreast along the road that leads from W’s house into town. It is quiet, and the trees – Africa trees, E. calls them, gnarly and leafless – stand regal against the moonlight. Our moon shadows … Continue reading

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