all that is solid melts into air, all that is holy is profaned
This is Katanga, the mineral-rich slice of land fought over furiously in the early Sixties in post-colonial Africa’s first civil war. Brooding over its capital, Lubumbashi, is a 400ft black hill: the accumulated slag...
After his impassioned defense of aid, an African man in the audience asked Bono, “Where do you place the African person as a thinker, a creator of wealth?” Visibly wounded by the question, confused...
Villagers don’t kiss anymore in a corner of Democratic Republic of Congo hit by the deadly and highly contagious Ebola virus.People began falling ill in April in Kampungu, Western Kasai province, centre of an...