Another View of Kissinger’s Africa

Lagos, Nigeria—Flying into Lagos one sees a great fleet of ships. Surely nothing like this has been assembled since D-Day 1944. The ships, tankers and freighters, stretch to the horizon. Any attempt to count them is futile. But before we land the count gets well beyond two hundred.

On the ground in Lagos, our Pan Am plane is immediately searched by a Nigerian soldier with his AK-47 slung over his shoulder. After the search, I ask where the great armada of ships came from and where it is going.

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Lagos, Nigeria—Flying into Lagos one sees a great fleet of ships. Surely nothing like this has been assembled since D-Day 1944. The ships, tankers and freighters, stretch to the horizon. Any attempt to count them is futile. But before we land the count gets well beyond two hundred.

On the ground in Lagos, our Pan Am plane is immediately searched by a Nigerian soldier with his AK-47 slung over his shoulder. After the search, I ask where the great armada of ships came from and where it is going.