It all started when a truck-load of charcoal wanted to make it's way past The Law. Apparently there was a scuffle over some shady business I'd rather not discuss, the end result: three casualties and riots, teargas and smashing of windows, blown tyres and the truck's crashing into a minibus with passengers (not in that order but it all happened). It is terrible stuff to happen in this country, I neither side with The Law nor sellers of charcoal on this one. A bad situation that got worse.
The story is told that Alpha Blondy (born Seydou Kone in 1953, Cote d'Ivoire) composed the song "sweet Fanta Diallo" to thank the mysterious nurse who had attended faithfully to his mental health needs as a psychiatric patient in an Ivorian hospital. Well after he was well again, he returned to the hospital to thank Fanta Diallo. No one knew of her or even remembered a nurse named Fanta Diallo as ever having worked there. He left and believing she might have been an angel set about composing the song to thank her anyway. I have had my own Fanta Diallos, many I can't remember; and for those whose composition is not etherial; in case you ever come across this blog, thank you one and all! Here are some my brain can recall: 1. I was a crawling baby when I had wandered on all fours outside of our yard. All my mother remembers from the incident is a very irate man bringing me home. He had found me teetering on a bridge unknowingly facing, as it were, death, a short d
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