Abstract
I wrote to direct a critical searchlight on the dark emptiness of the nebulous victory of Africa’s prominent villains and to lay bare the murky undercurrents of Africa’s odious big men in stinking state palaces. Perhaps it may be that with this codification of their side of the story, the martyrs of the French massacres of innocent Ivorians in Abidjan of November 7, 2004 will come to know some peace in their sleep.