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50 miles outside Uganda today, in the back of a school, in a town accessible only by bumpy clay roads, I looked down on the ground and found this: The Obama movement knows no geographic or cultural or political limits.

I couldn’t escape the horror – that was the horror. That was my 2am realization. As I stood inside that 6′ x 6′ hell hole and as I walked through the slum the horror was that I couldn’t get away from it. It was pressing in on all sides via all of my senses. There…

Tonight I am numb. I came to Uganda prepared to see suffering, to celebrate hope, and to provide – in the smallest ways through this blog – an insight for others into that mysterious thing called poverty. What I wanted to avoid – at all costs – was the hopelessness, the eye-numbing pictures of abject…

One night nearly five years ago I had a dream. I only remember bits and pieces of it but that it probably because I was only supposed to remember one piece of it. For the first time and for the only time in my life I dreamt that someone – I don’t know that I…
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