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By Peter Chilson
A masterful combination of reportage and heritage from one of many world's most up-to-date entrance strains within the conflict on terror -- the endangered African kingdom of Mali.
What occurs while a rustic by surprise splits in ? In 2012, Mali, as soon as a poster baby for African democracy, all yet collapsed in a succession of coups and countercoups as Islamist rebels claimed keep an eye on of the country’s north, making it a brand new refuge for al Qaeda. Prizewinning writer Peter Chilson grew to become one of many few Westerners to shuttle to the clash area within the following months to record stipulations at the floor. What he discovered was once a hazy dividing line among the doubtful, demoralized remnants of Mali’s south and the hot statelet shaped within the north via jihadist warring parties, who effectively commandeered a long-running uprising by means of the country’s ethnic Tuareg minority to show Mali right into a new frontier within the fast-morphing international warfare on terror. Chilson’s definitive account -- the 1st within the new Borderlands sequence of ebooks from international coverage journal and the Pulitzer heart on main issue Reporting -- is a gripping learn, taking us again to the founding of French West Africa and correct to the very entrance strains of this contentious new flashpoint.
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