Author Archives: brucewhitehouse

Salvaging the future: l’art récupération

For English speakers, the French verb “récupérer” is one of those false friends: it doesn’t exactly mean “to recuperate,” though many of their meanings overlap. A better translation would be “to recover,” as in to get something back that was … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment

How to organize a public event in Mali

Stupid of me. I should’ve known better than to arrive on time. I’d been told the event would begin at 3 p.m., and it was just a few minutes past the hour when I got to the venue, the size … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Motor city

I associate auto shows (based, at least, on their television advertisements) with huge convention centers, American-style marketing excess, and blonde models — all of which are rather hard to find in Bamako. So I never would have predicted that I’d … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Tabaski saga on four legs

A few weeks ago, a population of hirsute strangers began gradually infiltrating Bamako. Where only a few thousand of them used to live here, their ranks soon swelled to hundreds of thousands. Newcomers to the city, they could be seen … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments

Mourning Qaddafi; or, The Curse of the Marietou Palace

“If Mr. Qaddafi is missed and mourned anywhere, it will be in Africa, where he bought friends far and wide. In Bamako, the capital of Mali, a new campus of government buildings bears Colonel Qaddafi’s name, and all the fancy … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Bamako’s Parc National

Until recently, if you were looking for a place to go in Bamako approximating the Western notion of a “park,” you were basically out of luck. The city has its share of plazas, squares and monuments, but none intended for … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Settling in Bamako

Back in the old days –the late 1990s– I fancied I was different from your average Western expatriate in Mali. As a Peace Corps Volunteer, I was meant to “live at the level of the population,” to borrow a phrase … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged | 2 Comments