Each of us had two volunteers helping us keep our balance on the walk down the face of the cliff. They aren't really needed, but full employment is an elusive goal. They all want us to write to them, where "write" means "send stuff", and they come pre-loaded with these little business cards. Meet Binla Bolo, of the Sangha Village of Bongo via Bandiagara, Republique du Mali. A discourse upon the Compagnie Chirurgicale Mobile: in places such as China and The Philippines, the extraterritorial t-shirts you see people wearing are mostly overruns from the factories that customized volumes of swag commemorating the 58th Annual Hutchinson Kansas Volunteer Fire Brigade Barbecue. But Mali doesn't make t-shirts; their cotton industry was deliberately destroyed by the World Trade Organization to preserve the cotton dominance of the Confederate States of America plus Bakersfield. The same thing has happened to their rice industry. Rice in Mali may only be grown for export. The rice on my shelf reads: Premium Quality Jasmine Rice from Mali; but the rice on Binla Bolo's shelf, if he has any, is imported from China. Fortunately, any market distortions will be remedied by a giant tax dodge managed by Bill Gates and Warren Buffett, who have Binla Bolo's interests firmly in mind. He had better hope that Whole Foods doesn't make millet all popular in the U.S., or his family won't be able to afford to grow that, either. When you go to Africa, take a suitcase full of clothes to give away or barter. We didn't think to do this, but we saw evidence of other tourists who did, including the chirurgists and somebody from Fox News.