“Where the gods keep office hours” Southeast. The destination is set. Now Elena does what Elena does best — research at thirty thousand feet, tea steaming, gods at the kitchen table. I find a seat in the main cabin—spacious table, panoramic window, high-grade leather. A discreet flight attendant approaches. “A device to research Benin, please….
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The COMC files – Alkebulan
Part II Chapter 8 Bamako — The Griot’s Garden By dawn the familiar heaviness has faded. Karim greets me with a small breakfast. “Adama will meet us soon,” he says quietly. Centre Djoliba’s compound smells of earth and hibiscus. Light filters through mango leaves, dappling low tables where men and children laugh, where an old…
The COMC Files – Alkebulan
Part II Chapter 4 Where the Python Coils Karim is waiting at the compound’s edge, boots dusty, bag already on his shoulder. We don’t discuss Tarmo. We don’t need to. “South or east?” he asks. “Whichever way gets us to the next myth.” He grins — rare, infectious — and we walk out into Africa….
“Staring Down the Business End of a Glock and a Gramophone”
“The Gramophone Spins, the Glock Speaks: Lessons in Adaptable Wisdom” There’s something deliciously ironic about how we’ve managed to arm ourselves to the teeth with both rules and the means to ignore them. On the one hand, my country churns out regulations like a factory on steroids—an endless stream of shalt and thou-shalt-nots that would…
The C.O.M.C. Files 