Monthly Archives: September 2011

The Perverse Comedy: Continued / Learning to Be Grateful

“Perhaps I know best why it is man alone who laughs; he alone suffers so deeply that he had to invent laughter” – Nietzsche   Last Friday, September 9, I flew to Mombasa, Kenya to meet with X and reach an agreement about his contribution to Solid’Africa. The trip was a gamble in several ways. [...]

[That Awkward Heath Condition I Have] – PART II

Yes, I am back at King Faisal Hospital, and I am sitting in a waiting room. It is 11:40 AM and my appointment with the specialist is at 12:15 PM. I’ve already watched the receptionist hand the nurse my file, and seen him place it in the doctor’s office. So far, so good. As I [...]

Mama ZuZu, Isabelle Kamariza, X, & Me

PART I It all started with Mama ZuZu. Here is a woman whose smile never stops. Mama ZuZu is thirty-eight years old, unemployed, and a mother of eight. She handles the affairs of her household, regularly attends church, and prepares meals for her children. However, starting two years ago, Mama ZuZu also began to incorporate [...]