My Heart's in Accra

Ethan Zuckerman's musings on Africa, international development
and hacking the media.

06/23/2006 (12:58 pm)

Finding reasons to laugh in Zimbabwe

Filed under: Africa,Human Rights,ICT4D,Media ::

Jonathan Clayton, blogging and reporting for the Times of London from Johannesburg, has a couple of good anti-Mugabe jokes that are going around on mobile phones via SMS text messages. ZimOnline, reprinted in the Mail and Guardian, has several more. Many concentrate on the hyperinflation that has turned Zimbabweans into (A HREF=”http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,3-2170099.html”>millionaires who can’t buy anything. A few of the jokes are clearly recycled – one of Clayton’s readers reports hearing a joke he recounts in Ethiopia – clearly, it’s an old chestnut that’s gone from one repressive state to another.

The use of SMS for critical speech is a very cool development – the pervasiveness of mobile phones and their economic impact on the African continent makes it difficult for governments to ban or censor the devices. (Difficult, but not impossible. In both Ethiopia and Chad, national mobile phone networks have been switched off during times of civil unrest – real, or percieved.) But the desire to speak out in this fashion points to difficulties in expressing criticism in other facets of life.

Julius Dawu, writing from Harare for Worldpress.org, reports that Cont Mdladla Mhlanga, founder and artistic director of the Amakhosi Cultural Center in Bulawayo, was arrested and briefly detained earlier this month for questioning about his play, “Tomorrow People”. Zimbabwean authorities have asked for scripts of plays to be performed and promised to interview all cast members ahead of time, a tactic Dawu characterizes as intimidation. Mhlanga is not alone – prominent Zimbabwean musician Hosiah Chipanga cancelled appearances after recieving death threats over his mobile phone.

As a result, some Zimbabweans are finding it safer to criticize the government from outside its borders. Thomas Mapfumo, a defiantly political musician and songwriter is now in voluntary exile in the US. Chaz Maviyane Davies, an internationally celebrated graphic designer, now works from Boston, where he teaches at the Massachusetts College of Art.

Graphic Commentary by Chaz Maviyane Davies

One of Davies’s most powerful projects – “30 Days of Graphic Activism” – preceded the 2000 Zimbabwe elections. Each day, Davies created a “graphic commentary” and circulated it via email, one of the few media he had access to.

The power of person to person electronic media – SMS, email – and personal broadcast – blogs, podcasts, filesharing – is starting to worry governments who see a need to control information. Whether or not everyone in the western media takes blogs seriously as spaces for social commentary, the Ethiopian government is evidently sufficiently concerned to block Blogspot. And, as Alaa can tell you, the ability for Kefaya activists to organize via SMS and blogs isn’t sufficient to keep activists out of prison.

06/23/2006 (12:21 am)

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06/22/2006 (4:30 pm)

Alaa is free

Filed under: Global Voices,Human Rights ::

We got the good news a couple days back that Alaa would be released soon – Elijah Zarwan has spoken with Alaa and reports that he’s “exhausted after a terrible night in the police station jail, but happy to be free and heading home.” There are indications that the 26 remaining Kefaya prisoners may also be released soon.

This is wonderful news for Alaa, Manal and the activist community in Egypt as a whole. Let’s hope for some good news for our friend Hao Wu soon – unfortunately, we’ve had no good news on his case for a very long time.

06/22/2006 (2:34 pm)

My heart’s in Accra… if only the rest of my body were, too

Filed under: Africa,Personal ::

Man, I wish I were in Accra right now. It’s hard to be appropriately overjoyed about Ghana’s advance to the group of 16 in the US – the only people who actually understand football are dejected and grousing about crappy officiating. The way to celebrate today is with cold Club beer, fans yelling and singing and dancing along the sides of Ring Road.

But not even Markus Merk can spoil this one. The German dentist – who was somehow let onto the pitch in ref’s garb – gives the US someone to blame, but even without his absurd foul call on Gootch, giving Appiah the opportunity to send home a gorgeous penalty, Ghana outplayed the US and would have advanced on a draw. It was a tough, physical match, good fun for the duration, and Ghana deserved exactly what they got: a ticket to the next stage.

My friend Hank was a good sport about watching the US side lose, even giving me permission to cheer the replay of Dramani’s mugging of Reyna, leading to the match’s first goal. (His girlfriend was asleep during the first half hour, so I had to cheer silently the first time around…) And he’s agreed to root for Ghana against Brazil, a good thing, as divine intervention may be required to compensate for Essien being benched for the game. (I would not recommend that Markus Merk travel to Ghana any time soon.)

Contrary to the article in the Onion, the rest of my countrymen seem completely unaware that their national side has gone down fighting on a global stage. I left Hank’s house and went into downtown North Adams to buy a quart of paint and a hamburger while wearing my Black Star jersey, and didn’t get a single comment, or even a raised eyebrow. I was ready for jeering, rotten fruit or fisticuffs…

Fortunately, my global community watches football, even if my local one doesn’t – by the end of the match, I had text messages and emails from four continents, split between congratulations and condolences that we’ll be facing Brazil next. (I love that our crazy Serbian coach has told the media that Brazil will “suffer”. Perhaps the philosophy for the next game involves committing more than the 32 fouls we inflicted today…)

Well done, Ghana. Sorry the win had to be at the expense of a US side that played solid, if uninspired, football. Ghana’s the only African side to advance this year, and only the fifth African side in history to make the next round. I hope it’s a hell of a party tonight and that tonight’s celebration is only a foreshadowing of celebrations to come.

06/22/2006 (12:21 am)

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06/21/2006 (2:40 pm)

10 trees for $6, or some thoughts on carbon neutrality

I was talking to a friend yesterday who runs a major annual conference. He mentioned that the conference had made the decision to go “carbon neutral” and was purchasing carbon offset credits to compensate for the travel of speakers and attendees to the event. Admirable – and one of dozens of admirable things this particular conference organizer does to improve his event – but it got me wondering about the mechanics of carbon neutrality.

My friend is not alone – Reuters has a story today about efforts by Al Gore, the World Cup and the World Bank to go carbon neutral. And the Globe and Mail has a somewhat skeptical story about carbon credits to offset auto emissions, which come complete with bumper stickers so you can smugly demonstrate your envi cred to fellow drivers.

I travel too much. And I acknowledge that air travel has an adverse impact on the environment, perhaps a disproportionately negative impact given the apparent effect of jet contrails on global warming. And I’m willing to do something… I’m just not quite sure what.

There are half a dozen businesses that will happily accept a check from me to offset my jet-setting lifestyle. Tami Bond at UIUC has an excellent page linking to some of the available options. Taking as a starting point a trip I’m taking in a few weeks to South Korea, I thought I’d figure out how much it would cost for me to assuage my conscience and make Al Gore proud of me.

Turns out it’s harder than you’d think to figure this out. As the Reuters story observes, there’s no single standard for determining CO2 produced, and variable prices for CO2 offset credits. The World Cup is using “certified emission reductions”, which purchase shares in alternative energy projects in the developing world, offsetting CO2 production by investing in production of clean power – these credits come priced at almost $13 per ton of CO2 produced. But not all credits sponsor power generation – CarbonNeutral.com offers three “portfolios” of offsets, ranging from investments in wind power to planting of forests to compensate for the CO2 I’m emitting.

Just how much CO2 will I generate going to and from Inchon airport? CO2.org puts the bill at 3.3 tonsmyclimate ups my bill to 4.8 tons because I’m flying business class (no, I’m not paying for the ticket.) Let’s call it an even five tons, to cover my drive to the airport as well, as well as the hot air I’ll spew once I’m on stage. Whadda I owe?

Anywhere from $25 to $92.30, depending on who you ask. EcoBusinessLinks has a great price survey that shows prices from $5.50 to $30 a ton from a variety of companies. That’s an awfully broad range, suggesting a pretty inefficient market… In truth, what’s going on is that you’re paying marketing and administration costs for the organizations, as well as buying carbon credits… not to mention the certificate wrapped in a cream folder with red ribbon as well as a recycled leather luggage tag that CarbonNeutral provides.

The Globe and Mail story argues that some of these carbon offset firms spend 75% of their funds collected on overhead, and less than 25% on purchasing credits. That sounds right – if the cheapest folks like CarbonFund – which offers credits at $5.50 a ton or $99 to make me guilt-free for a year aren’t defrauding folks, it suggests that some of the folks charging $20+ a ton just might be…

But I’m a DIY sort of guy. Since many of these credits claim to be planting trees, and since several sites suggest that I need one adult tree to offset a ton of emitted CO2, one way to think about my flight’s impact is that I should plant 5 trees… or, more accurately, enough trees to ensure that five survive to adulthood. I’ve got land. I’ve got a shovel. Strathmeyer Forests will sell me 2-year old Scotch Pine seedlings for $31 for 50. Assume half survive to adulthood – are fifty trees planted by me a better bet than sending $90 to a charity in the UK? Does the fact that I pay $6 for ten seedlings make me more or less responsible than anyone getting the luggage tags and cream-colored certificates?

In other words, is this a worthwhile way to get people to think about their personal impact on the environment, or is it a scam?

I get that NGOs use selling techniques like this to make charitable donations more concrete – when I give $120 to Heifer International to buy a sheep for a poor family, I understand that they don’t take a sheep from their warehouse, put it on a plane and DHL it to Nepal. (At least I hope they don’t. I’d need to buy carbon credits for the sheep as well.) I contribute money, they take a cut for administrative expenses, then funnel the money to local markets.

Would it make more sense, though, to have this sort of impact with fewer intermediaries? Would I be better off buying sheep and goats when I travel and giving them away, or planting my own trees to offset my carbon and my guilt? Or does that miss the point that organizations like this are trying to create a movement and, to succeed, need to market, advertise and, in general, produce cream colored folders and recycled leather luggage tags?

06/21/2006 (11:42 am)

More good reasons to stay home…

Filed under: Personal ::

When I’m not roaming the world giving talks, attending endless meetings, taking photos and getting assaulted by Turkish masseurs, I stay closer to home and buy records. Stacks and stacks of old vinyl records.

I’m aided in this pursuit by the fact that I live a dozen miles from Toonerville Trolley Records, one of New England’s great independent record stores. The proprietor, Hal March, is enormously knowledgeable about a wide variety of musical styles. He collects several genres of jazz and has a fondness for dense, noisy experimental music. But he’ll guide you through the waters of collecting genres he’s less interested in, helping me develop collections of Adrian Sherwood’s On-U Sound recordings and Bill Laswell‘s “global funk” records made with world music luminaries like Foday Musa Suso and Aiyb Dieng.

In a very real sense, digging in the crates in the back of Toonerville turned me into a computer programmer. Not in any sort of deep “finding gems in a sea of junk is like debugging” way, but in a very practical “if I’m going to afford that rare Japanese import, I’d better make some money” sort of way. A few years later, Tripod’s office was a block away, and I tried to turn bad days into good ones by leaving the office for an hour or two and emerging with a stack of discs. (I realise this is a clear sign of addictive behavior. There’s also the fact that Hal’s number is on speed dial on my phone, and that Rachel refers to him as “my dealer”…)

Like my other two hobbies – carpentry and cooking – crate-digging is not a sport that travels well. I’ll occasionally buy records when I travel overseas… but without the instant gratification of bringing them home, cleaning them and spinning them, it’s not the same. And it’s become increasingly frustrating not to listen to my favorites when I’m away from my turntable.

So I put in an order for the Ion iTTUSB Turntable on Amazon about six months before it was released. And when I got home from Turkey, I was able to wait about four hours before trying it for a quick spin. It’s far from perfect – the software that comes with the machine is an evil joke (a tarfile of Audacity source code does not qualify as an installer, guys), and the ‘table lacks some of the basic features you’d expect, like pitch control. But it works – after some software problems, I was ripping some of the discs I fell in love with in college into mp3s and am spending some quality headphone time today.

All of which makes me think it might be time to start yet another blog – an mp3 blog. Vinyl only, limited to music that’s out of print, so I don’t feel ethical qualms about taking possible revenues from musicians. World music, early hip hop, electro… I’ll let you know, shortly after I find a suitably pretentious name (“stroboscope” was taken…) and rip a few dozen more records. In the meantime, feel free to share a little of my joy:

Object-Subject (Breakdown’s Not Enough)“, Keith LeBlanc, from “Major Malfuction”, 1986. LeBlanc was the drummer for the house band for Sugar Hill records, the guys who backed tracks like “Rapper’s Delight” (the 10-minute version of which is one of the discs I’ll be ripping tonight…) and “The Message”. Hooking up with producer Adrian Sherwood, he started recording tracks that were dark, noisy and evil – the samples for “Major Malfunction” come from news reports of the Challenger shuttle disaster. I spent most of my senior year remixing this record… which made me decide to pursue a career as a musician… which took me to Ghana for the first time… which got me going down an entirely different path. Thanks, Keith…

06/19/2006 (6:30 am)

FlexGo: the repo man on a microchip

Filed under: Africa,Developing world,ICT4D ::

One of the revolutionary ideas of the last few years in the technology industry is that the poor are a market. C.K. Prahalad’s “The Fortune at the Bottom of the Pyramid” has helped businesspeople realize that people in poor nations have both disposeable income and investment income. People will buy goods that will better their lives, if the right goods and the right business models are made available.

Of course, there have always been businesses that sell to the poor. Short-term lenders, pawnbrokers and check cashers have found a highly profitable business in providing services to the poor, usually balancing the (presumed) increased risk of dealing with poor people by charging extortionate interest rates. Prahalad’s hope is that there’s money to be made assisting the poor – there’s no doubt that there’s money being made exploiting the poor.

Which brings us to Microsoft’s recent announcement of FlexGo(TM) “pay as you go computing”. While FlexGo is endorsed by Prahalad in Microsoft’s press release, it appears to me that it’s far more likely to be an exploitative than a liberating technology for most users.

Readers of this blog are no doubt aware that I’m interested in different models for low-cost computing: the One Laptop Per Child effort, AMD’s 50×15 Personal Internet Communicator, the Simputer, as well as the adoption of multifunction mobile phones in developing nations. (Caslon Analytics has a useful article on some paths being explored – and some abandoned – in the search for an inexpensive device.) In analyzing the economics of these devices, rather than the technology behind them, I find it’s useful to think in terms of analogies. For example, the key insight Iqbal Qadir had in founding Grameen Phone was the realization that “a phone could be a cow“. In other words, a woman could purchase a phone and generate income from it, selling phonecalls to her neighbors, using the proceeds to pay the loan used to buy the phone, and eventually to create a better life for her children.

Microsoft’s new initiative offers an analogy to explain itself: it’s like a mobile phone. In the US, we tend to buy mobile phones for a steep discount off retail price, often paying less than what it costs to manufacture the handset. But we sign onto two year service contracts, which have strong penalties for cancellation. Our network operator is able to offer us a discount on the phone because they’re guaranteed revenue from the monthly contract.

FlexGo promises the same model with a desktop computer. Purchase the computer for one half to one third of what it would cost at retail. You’ll agree either to a subscription agreement with an internet service provider – after n years of service made via a monthly payment, you own the machine outright and can change service providers. Or the machine can be set up to run for a certain number of hours, after which you must visit a kiosk and purchase a scratch card which buys you more hours of usage on the computer you (allegedly) own. Purchase 800 hours worth of usage time and the machine is unlocked.

There’s a reason Microsoft is drawing analogies with mobile phones – the devices have had a revolutionary, positive effect in the developing world. Many economists hold up the mobile as evidence that free market solutions may have a more positive effect than development interventions in the telecommunications sector. If Microsoft could make computers affordable through a financial model analagous to that of mobile phones, surely this is a good thing for the world’s poor?

But Microsoft’s analogy is a dishonest one. Mobiles work very differently in many developing nations than they do in the US. My friends in Ghana have bought inexpensive handsets – sometimes a low-priced new unit, often a used unit imported from Europe – and paid modest activation fees to buy a SIM card, which gives them a phone number. When they’ve got disposable income, they purchase minutes, which let them call out. When they don’t, the phone still accepts incoming calls. Should they wish to switch operators, they can pay for another SIM card – some friends keep several SIM cards around so they can do phone arbitrage, using the right SIM to call a friend who’s on a particular network at a lower cost than calling across operators.

In other words, a market in used mobiles lets poor people purchase an asset, something which has resale value as well as utility, then make micropayments to support usage of the network that supports the device. Because the device has utility independent of the payments (you can still recieve calls even if you can’t buy minutes), it is well suited for poor users… helping explain the fact that 100 million Africans have obtained mobiles over the past decade.

Here’s a better analogy for FlexGo: rent to own furniture businesses. In my corner of Massachusetts, which features several pockets of rural poverty, Rent-A-Center does a thriving business. (There are three Rent-A-Centers within 30 minutes drive from me. In contrast, there are two McDonalds and one Starbucks.) If I want a new desktop computer, but I can’t afford one, Rent-A-Center will take a credit history from me, verify my identity and location and rent me a computer for a few dozen dollars a month. If I make payments for n years, I’ll own the machine. Miss a payment or two and a pair of big guys with a van will show up at my house and reclaim the machine.

The technical innovation of FlexGo? Microsoft has put the repo man on a microchip.

If you stop making payments on your FlexGo computer, the machine will stop performing basic functions, eventually refusing to do anything until you go purchase more minutes of usage time. (The machines evidently have a “spare tank” of minutes, so you can save that Excel spreadsheet before running down to the kiosk.) This “feature” is apparently baked into the hardware as well as the software – the information on the site suggests that the machines “include hardware security technologies that make it inconvenient or costly for an individual to tamper with the components that meter computer usage.” In other words, it’s probably not as simple as loading Linux on these suckers and turning off the taxi meter.

Rent-to-own isn’t inherently an exploitative business model. It just gets practiced that way. Howard Karger’s “Shortchanged” suggests that rent-to-own stores routinely price furniture and electronics at twice their retail price. Add in exploitative financing charges, and rent to own is an extremely bad deal for the consumer. A tell-tale line in the FlexGo FAQ indicates that Microsoft is aware of this economic history. In answer to the question, “Under a “pay-as-you-go” computing model, would a PC cost more than if a customer bought it outright?”, the FAQ author answers:

As with conventional financing, the total cost of a computer bought under the pay-as-you-go computing model is higher than the cost of a computer purchased outright. Compared to conventional financing, pay-as-you-go provides more flexibility since the customer pays for the PC as he or she uses it, rather than on a fixed payment schedule determined by the lender. Furthermore, Microsoft® FlexGo™ technology turns an unsecured asset into a secured asset, permitting lower interest rates.

What’s really worth noting is the fact that there are no guarantees on how the revenue model will work. An operator could choose to permit lower interest rates… or could choose to balance the risk of lots of folks buying computers and using up the prepaid minutes by making usage charges so high that a computer ends up being multiple times as expensive as purchasing a machine outright. But hey, this is just a hardware and software solution – the business model is up to you, the operator…

Microsoft has done trials of FlexGo in Brazil and has decided to launch the product based on success there. The choice of market is hardly a surprise. FlexGo is not a technology designed for the very poor, like the One Laptop or Simputer – it’s designed for “BRIC” countries: Brazil, Russia, India and China. Of these four, Brazil is especially troublesome to Microsoft, as the government has invested heavily in Linux and is promoting low cost computing efforts through e-government, education and culture.

The announcement of FlexGo helps contextualize Bill Gates’s derisive comments about the One Laptop Per Child initiative. Suggesting that the poor should “get a decent computer”, rather than one designed for use off the grid by children, Gates may have been signaling his intentions – poor people should by conventional computers running Microsoft software… they should just pay for them differently.

My distaste for FlexGo doesn’t mean I think the product is doomed to failure. I can imagine ISPs finding the technology very attractive in that it allows them to provide devices to their users much like cable companies provide receivers to their customers. Personally, I’d never buy a machine that could be disabled by a third party – the potential for hacking is unbelievably tempting, and I believe in the Make principles that encourage people to customize and hack their hardware, which is the diametric opposite of what technologies like this permit.

No, what pisses me off is the way this is the way Microsoft is portraying this effort as a major step forward for developing world computing. They’ve got quotes from several people I respect in the ICT for development field, as well as from development heavyweights like the IFC vice-president. But the only technological development here is a system of hardware and software crippleware, linked to a business model that has a track record of screwing over the poor. If Microsoft gave a damn about building affordable machines for the developing world, they might consider building a less bloated, more stable operating system, and working on microfinancing initiatives to make conventional PCs more affordable. FlexGo reads as the development equivalent of “greenwashing” to me – an initiative guaranteed to grab headlines, but surprisingly unfriendly to the goals it seeks to achieve.

Then again, several people much smarter than me seem to think it’s the cat’s meow. I’m very interested to ask Ashok Jhunjhunwala whether his enthusiasm for this project means he’ll start working on ways to low-cost telecommunications products designed for the Indian market turn themselves off if the villagers who use them can’t make the payments. Somehow I’m guessing that’s not the top problem to solve on his research agenda.

06/19/2006 (4:59 am)

Large man vs. Mr. Wiry: 1-0

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I am a large man.

This has served me well at some points, poorly at other points. On the one hand, it let me buy beer all through college, even when I was 16. On the other hand, it makes coach airline seats and African taxicabs a major challenge. And it sometimes has completely unpredictable consequences.

I’m a fan of the Turkish baths. I wrote about my first Turkish bath experience a few years ago, and it’s meant that one of the popular searches bringing people to my blog is a Google search for “naked turkish men”. (Entrepreneurs take note – clearly this is an underserved market…) Just goes to show how interesting Google users find African politics in comparison, I guess…

On this trip, our regular baths posse brought our friend Sunil along so he could experience the strange, soapy wonder for himself. Sunil, over dinner last night, mentioned that while hammams are common in India, many are gay pick-up joints, which left him wondering just why we were singing the praises of the baths. Perhaps he was reassured that Janet came along.

After the pre-bath ritual (the exchange of lira for a scrub mit and key to a cubicle, the hammam towel, a shower), Sunil, Darius and I selected spots on a warm marble slab, rested our heads on metal “pillows” and waited our turn. Just as the heat was melting some of the knots in my shoulders, a wiry, spry masseur grabbed my heel and led me into place on the corner of the slab. After the obligatory skin-flaying scrub down and multiple buckets of scalding water, we got down to the serious business of causing me pain.

To complete his (excellent, thorough) massage, my tormentor whacked me hard on the back, several times. This is my favorite part of any massage and, bracing my chin against the metal bowl I’d been resting my head on, I murmured something happy, like “Mmmmmm.”

Wiry guy asked, “Problem?”

“No problem.”

And indeed, there wasn’t. But I failed to realize that “no problem” can be interpreted as a challenge: Just how hard would I have to hit this man to cause a problem?

The next technique came as something of a surprise. Wiry guy grabbed the far side of my ribcage and kneed me – hard – three or four times in the ribs. It hurt at the moment of impact, but felt pretty good after the fact. Climbing over me, he repeated the technique on the other side.

“Problem?”

“No problem.”

A moment or two of rest, and then a bowl full of hot water on my back, which lulled me into complacency – perhaps the shampoo is next. And then Mr. Wiry began whacking me on the back with the empty metal bucket. This felt surprisingly good – far better than the knee in the ribs, and something I can imagine voluntarily requesting from a masseur with who I shared a common language. The other masseurs roared with laughter. Sunil – roughly half my mass and inexperienced in the ways of Turkish massage – was watching and tells me this was the moment where he began to worry that a similar treatment lay in his future.

“Problem?”

“No problem.”

At this point, one of the other masseurs comes up to our corner of the slab, whacks me between the shoulder blades and says, “Very good!” I’ve passed. Can we massage my scalp now?

Alas, my failure to declare “problem” has triggered the special, bonus massage level. Wiry guy leads me to the side of the slab room, spreads a cloth out on the floor and asks me to lie on it, face down. I put my chin on a metal basin and press the rest of my body onto the towel and the warm marble. And wiry guy begins walking on my back.

I’ve had people walk on my back. Little people. Small, female people who weigh a hundred pounds and move like dancers. Wiry guy goes 160 at least and moves like Eddie Pope slide-tackling an Italian striker. Still, he knows what he’s doing. A few passes along both sides of my spine and my back is three inches wider.

“Problem?”

“No problem.”

He moves down onto my thights, which hurts a bit. And I realize, after a moment, that he’s going to stand on my calves. I’ve been walking more than usual the past few days, and wearing low shoes instead of the boots I wear at home. My calves already hurt. And when he moves onto them, it’s excruciating. I decide, somehow, that it’s the good sort of pain, and I control my breathing and manage to grunt out the next exchange.

“Problem?”

“No problem.”

Victory. I win a body’s worth of soap suds, a shampoo and scalp massage, and a very hearty handshake before Monsieur Wiry passes me on to the next man for my “oil massage”. It’s so gentle in comparison that I fall asleep after I’ve been on the table for five minutes – he has to shake me awake to get me to roll over. He’s big, he’s strong… but he’s no Mr. Wiry.

You can see my Istanbul photos on Flickr, if you’d like. I’m in Amsterdam now, flying to Boston tonight, and hope to be returning to regular blogging (less travel and football, more technology and Africa) in the next 24 hours or so. Thanks for your patience and great comments.

06/18/2006 (4:02 am)

In which I miss the one match I REALLY wanted to see

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What an amazing result for Ghana! I missed the match entirely, listening to the Turkish minister of finance list statistics on economic growth rather than watching the best African performance in the World Cup thus far… clearly my priorities are in the wrong place. But I’m relying on the BBC’s excellent coverage… and emails and SMSs from friends around the world to get a sense for just what transpired.

(Obi’s got a good post on the game, and I hope someone will take his suggestion on overturning Asamoah’s yellow card… GhanaWeb has a wonderful story which reads, in its entirety: “YES YES YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I got back to our hotel in Istanbul in time for the last bit of the US/Italy game. After DeMarcus Beasley’s offside goal was called back, I ran down to my room to throw on my circa-1994 Ghana jersey, which got me some congratulations from African friends and confusion from basically everyone else.

The US looked pretty bad, but playing 9 on 10, it’s hard to play anything other than a very defensive style. Props to McBride for playing on with what looked a lot like a broken nose… and no doubt that Kasey Keller deserved man of the match. Thursday’s game should be amazing. Ghana will be missing Gyan and Muntari, but they’ll have Essien and Appiah and should give the US midfielders fits. (The US will be missing Pope and Mastroeni, which is also a serious setback – Pope lends a lot of stability to the defense, who will be tested hard against Ghana.)

So, as promised, I’ll be pulling for Ghana on Thursday. To advance, the US needs a victory and an Italian victory – because of goal differential, a Czech victory or draw knocks them out, unless they’re able to shell Ghana. A Ghana win guarantees they go through, making them the only African team in the second round… and that’s an easy thing for me to root for.

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