Tracy Mcveigh

2 months ago | freitag.de | Tracy Mcveigh

Der Plastikstuhl, in dem Fatou Samba sitzt und auf das Meer schaut, führt direkt hinein in die traurige Geschichte von Senegals verlorenen Männern. In der Ferne kann sie die großen Fischerei- und Tankschiffe aus Europa und China erkennen. Näher am Ufer schaukeln Dutzende leerer Pirogen, Einbaum-Boote, die nicht mehr hinausfahren auf ein leer gefischtes Meer. Am Strand selbst, wo sich kleine Wellen brechen und Plastikmüll angeschwemmt wird, liegt ein Haufen Schutt.

2 months ago | theguardian.com | Tracy Mcveigh

The musician turned opposition leader Bobi Wine has said he will stand again against Uganda’s authoritarian leader, Yoweri Museveni, in next year’s presidential elections. Despite being jailed, attacked, shot, and facing threats of violence, including from Museveni’s son, Wine said he felt he had little choice but to try to advance the hope for change that was energising Ugandans, especially the young.

2 months ago | theguardian.com | Tracy Mcveigh |Andy Hall

The eldest child was away training for the army when his family died in their sleep. All six of them, two adults and four children, were poisoned by carbon monoxide gas seeping out from their coal-fired stove into their home in Ulaanbaatar in January, the coldest month in the world’s coldest capital city.

2 months ago | msn.com | Tracy Mcveigh

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2 months ago | theguardian.com | Tracy Mcveigh

The view from the plastic chair in which Fatou Samba sits, looking out to sea, takes in many of the elements of the sorry tale of Senegal’s lost men. She can see the distant shapes of the big industrial foreign fishing ships and tankers, from Europe and China, strung across the horizon. Closer to shore are dozens of empty pirogues, Senegalese wooden fishing boats, rocking idle on a sea mostly denuded of fish.