Posted on 01/23/2018 9:29:35 PM PST by nickcarraway
A Kwale witch hunter yesterday escaped trial after a bag containing his paraphernalia mysteriously
disappeared.
Omar Mboni has extorted Sh650,000 from villagers to bust witches. The paraphernalia disappeared in the morning as the police prepared to take Mboni to court.
“I am surprised. The police had the bag yesterday with items, including a tortoise, which he claimed to have retrieved from the accused witch’s house. In the morning, it was lost,” deputy commissioner Benson
Maisor said.
‘don’t engage’
Police are detaining Mboni until they gather evidence. Mboni was arrested when the purported witch ran for safety at a police station and set him up. Maisor warned locals against engaging witch hunters, adding they will be arrested.
On Monday, a group of residents said they will hold protests if Mboni is not released and charges dropped.
The majority of residents support witch hunting.
A study last month showed strong beliefs in witchcraft could have frustrated the elimination of jiggers in some parts of Kenya, yet effective treatment exists.
A study in Western Kenya showed many parents shun medical treatment for their children, and instead chose traditional methods.
This is MA, right?
Corruption free zone? What if someone is outside of said zone???
Is he taking lessons from Obama and the FBI?
Sounds like the perfect fit for Mueller’s team.
Nick! Give us a break here, buddy. As a pilot who used to be based in Accra, Ghana (West Africa), I suspect I’m the only FReeper who knows where the hell Kwale is. (Or Nouakchott, Nouadibou, Jos, Kano, Mombasa, or Tomboctou for that matter.) Stick some brackets at the end of the header and problem solved:
Witch Buster Eludes Trial as Tools Disappear [Kwale County, Kenya]
How many witch Bbuster’s did you meet?
>> How many witch busters did you meet?
Funny story - we had a papaya tree in the back yard of our crew house in Accra near a 6’ high stone fence. It produced one great, beautiful looking fruit. As it neared the point of being picked, our gardener asked for an extra few Cedis (less than 50 cents US) so as to “treat it to assure it was edible”.
He returned from the market with a tube about the size of a joint, wrapped and sewn inside bright red cloth. Protruding from its sides was a long, bright green thread. He wrapped this around the trunk of the plant. We assumed it was some sort of pesticide. Nope - it was purchased from a witch doctor.
“Dat way de boy will not climb de wall and catch de fruit for his chop [meal]”. It worked. Several weeks later, we sat down to enjoy our cook’s exquisitely prepared desert.
I have fond memories of my time spent there working with the Ghanians. Poor, hard working, abused by their government, but always with a smile on their face, and a “come to my village and meet my family. We will prepare a feast in your honor” attitude.
Not long after that I was back in Miami, facing the sullen glares and stone cold stares of all too many “African-Americans”. They have no idea - no idea...
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