No Fear of Terror
I was just about to fall asleep when the news started rolling in. First it was just that something was going on near the airport, and residents of Ouagadougou were instructed to rest in place and not leave their homes. Then we heard something about shots being fired, a restaurant, a hotel, and the number of those dead kept rising higher and higher. Finally, the minister of security announced it as an act of terror. Over the next few days, news came out gradually and with uncertainty. How many attackers were there? Some shooters were killed on the spot, but it was presumed that some got away. No one has yet claimed responsibility for this attack. Tucked away in our town and far from the capital, I felt somewhat safely distanced from the events. But to say I was untouched or unaffected would not be true. Our beloved Burkina is not the same as it used to be. Our world is not the same as it used to be. You can hardly go one day without hearing some news story about some...