Preamble: The Paradox That Bleeds My Heart I write this idea not from the air-conditioned comfort of a foreign library, but from Thinkers Angle, Enugu, Nigeria, where I have spent protracted years in solitary meditation, anguished observation and melancholic bewilderment. Africa is not poor. This is the fundamental fallacy, the pernicious narrative that this idea seeks to demolish once and fo... Read more...