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209 pages, Paperback
First published July 21, 2011
They had different understandings of time and space. He worked on the surface, the outside of the world. For him, everything was in flux. He was tasking agents to infiltrate mosques in Somalia and along the Swahili coast. He was concerned with alleys, beliefs, incendiary devices; with months, weeks, days, with indelible hours. For her, an age was an instant. She was interested in the base of the corrosive saltwater column, delimiting through mathematics the other living world, which has existed in darkness and in continental dimensions for hundreds of millions of years.
One song we hear too often is the one in which Africa serves as a backdrop for white fantasies of conquest and heroism.
That is why Somalia serves as a trapdoor for Saudi Arabia. Young Saudis are sent there to lay low and to learn how to fight. They are marginal characters— on the run from themselves as well as from the police— withdrawn, stammering, younger brothers, with unresolved inner conflicts, most of them sexual.