My favorite African story actually happened after I left the country. An American executive took a job over there, and on his very first day, the newspaper headlines read: “Three Headless Bodies Found”.
The next day: “Three Heads Found”.
The third day: “Heads Don’t Match Bodies”.
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I was in Porto Novo on the border with Nigeria about to enter and met a guy coming into Benin and he told me not to go. I asked him why and he said: “There were bodies on the side of the road, all over. All were missing something. A hand, a foot, a nose, a breast. He said that voodoo is rampant and they use the parts for ceremonies.”
I also learned that the Christian missions are really just places where people go to for t-shirts and stuff. Voodoo is the main religion.
And there is a town in Benin name Vodum, where Voodoo originated. I went there.
No, the best headline was “Headless Body Found at Topless Bar.”