![]() ![]() ![]() Witness the following description of a Party man, corrupt by definition: "His mouth had the rich stench of rotten menstrual blood. I have no doubt that years from now, my enduring memories of this novel will be of the nauseating stench of garbage, the wet slime of fresh vomit, the numerous images of human excrement caked onto latrines and railings and faces. In Ghana, the period in question is the 1960s.Īyi Kwei Armah has a particular fondness for scatological images that meshes well with his chosen message. Hope was abating, disillusionment with Independence was beginning to take hold, and people were resigning themselves to the sad realities of poverty and inequality. ![]() This shit-encrusted tale of corruption and despair belongs to a tradition of post-colonial African literature that is unflinchingly critical of national politics. ![]()
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