Thursday in the Mara.
- Reading the paper?
- Yeah, I'm reading the paper.
- Today's?
- It's never today's, here it's always yesterday.
- Um, Tuesday 26th?
- Yeah you see, yesterday.
It's Our Turn to Eat
It’s easy to forget the sheer dreariness of Moi’s Kenya, when the system sought to crush the debate that leads to political challenge. The country’s small group of intellectuals felt besieged. ‘Books were incredibly important, things to be cherished,’ remembers Rasna Warah, a columnist for the Nation. Nairobi bookshops would not officially stock works deemed to offend the presidency, but they could usually be bought discreetly under the counter, hidden amongst a spray of magazines, if you knew the right code word. ‘You never knew for sure what had been officially gazetteed as a banned book,’ says Warah, ‘so you stashed your entire library under your bed. If you owed a book that might have been banned, you photocopied it and it circulated in A4 form, person to person, because then it was easy to hide amongst your ordinary papers.
p.131; It’s Our Turn to Eat, by Michela Wrong
Small head explosions occured drinking tea today.
- What, so the world is not flat?
- No, it's round.
- Really?
- Yes.
- Well that changes things.
