I remember sitting in a dusty compound outside Goma, staring at a manifest for three tons of imported grain while the local vendor across the …
What a Large Operation Does to Rents


I remember sitting in a dusty compound outside Goma, staring at a manifest for three tons of imported grain while the local vendor across the …

People love to talk about universal jurisdiction as if it’s some grand, sweeping moral triumph, a legal magic wand that cleans up the world’s messes. …

People love to talk about the International Criminal Court in terms of grand moral victories and the lofty pursuit of global justice, but that’s just …

I remember sitting in a humid, windowless office in Goma, staring at a stack of donor reports that claimed millions had been “allocated for systemic …

I remember sitting in a humid corrugated shed outside Goma, staring at a spreadsheet that claimed a 15% reduction in regional deaths. On paper, it …

I remember sitting in a dusty compound outside Goma, watching a group of local elders stare at a fleet of white Land Cruisers that had …

I once sat in a humid warehouse outside Goma, staring at a stack of manifests that didn’t match the reality on the ground. The NGOs …

I remember sitting in a humid, corrugated iron warehouse outside Goma, staring at a stack of empty crates that were supposed to hold temperature-sensitive vaccines. …

I once sat in a humid, corrugated metal office in Goma, watching a consultant present a glossy PowerPoint on a fifty-million-dollar bridge project. He was …

I once spent three days in a humid warehouse outside Goma, watching a thermometer climb toward a red line that meant five thousand dollars of …