The \”Obama\” the taste sensation that\’s sweeping Malawi

I read some news from my friend Mona via Facebook today. She\’s on break from University of Cape Town, visiting her family in Malawi where she found a new item on the menu of roadside vendors. It\’s called the \”Obama\”. Apparently it\’s a fist-sized fried sweet bread.

it\’s more like a sweet doughnut [than plain bread]. Traders sell them on the side of the road and shout \”ObamaObamaObama\” to get sales!

Here\’s a pic of an opened-up Obama:

Mona knows as well as you or I that donuts are sweet so this treat is definitely not part of the President\’s health plan!

In Charlottesville, Virginia

Kikaaya Hill

The Baha\’i House of Worship for Africa is outside of Kampala, Uganda. The site is in an area called Kikaaya Hill.* I came across two photos of this beautiful landmark on taken by Flickr user .Leili.

They are the most remarkable photos I\’ve seen of it. Mostly, I think, because the photos I\’ve see are

  1. In Black and White
  2. Taken by Ugandans and made with developing-nation-quality photo supplies
  3. Or \”Art\” photos where the photographer was going for colorful sunsets or dramatically contrasted close-ups.

In this case, though, the photographer just wanted a picture. She got excellent clear light, and one has sky that looks like it might rain. Rain is often an exciting prospect in many parts of Africa.

This same lady has had the amazing privilege of not only visiting the House of Worship in Kampala, but also the one in New Delhi and spending a lot of time at Baha\’i Holy sites in Haifa and Akka, Israel.

 \"Kampala\"  \"Kampala\" 

* if I ever get to name a road, as happens sometimes in the US when you live on a private drive that needs to be named so the Emergency Services can find you, I\’m naming it Kikaaya Hill.

International Day of Peace

In 2001 the United Nations General Assembly declared September 21 of each year as the International Day of Peace. Today\’s Times of Zambia is running an article on this topic, posted online via

The correspondent asks, \”What is peace and why is it so important to us?\” He goes on to explore why a goal of world peace is not a Utopian dream, but the responsibility of each one of us. He believes that to achieve world peace will take a restructuring of human society where human diversity is the cause of pride, not conflict. He says that those claiming humans are incapable of removing prejudice from their outlook and will always have war are representing a distortion of the human spirit.

I agree. The declaration that peace is not possible ranks with other great statements that deny the strength of humanity. How many times in the past has someone said that man would never circumnavigate the earth, fly like a bird, walk on the moon, split the atom or cure any number of diseases. Women have been heads of state in several countries. African-americans serve in the US Senate. Thousands of things that were impossible in the past are reality today. World peace is tomorrow\’s reality.

Great achievements require a lot of work. How do we work for peace? On the larger scale, I can only rely on representatives to the United Nations to do the work they do. I live in a representative democracy, so my abilities to influence the workings of my government are fairly limited to voting for the most responsible candidates and keeping them informed of my opinions on issues that are in their jurisdiction. But on the smaller scale, the scale that each one of us exists at each day, I can have more influence. I can teach my children to, \”have loving and tender hearts.\”* I can teach them to stand up for justice.* We can practice being \”a friend to the whole human race.\”*

But I\’m only one person in one family. How much help is it if I consider the \”Earth as one country\”* if I\’m surrounded by people too distraught by the frantic modern world to think about their own attitudes or how they relate to the rest of the world? I don\’t know yet, but I\’m trying to work on service to my community. There are a lot of communities I\’m part of. I work in an office with a few dozen people. I attend some of the meetings of the Charlottesville Java User\’s Group (Java the computer programming language, not coffee). And I\’m a member of the Baha\’i Faith in Charlottesville. But I spend most of my time in my neighborhood. I\’ll take more time soon to talk about our neighborhood. Now, I\’ll just say that it\’s becoming more of a community all the time. That\’s the kind of world peace I\’d like to see. Not just countries avoiding war on each other, but a town, a country, and a world full of neighborhoods where friends care about each other, and care for each other.

The Great Peace towards which people of good will throughout the centuries have inclined their hearts, of which seers and poets for countless generations have expressed their vision, and for which from age to age the sacred scriptures of mankind have constantly held the promise, is now at long last within the reach of the nations. For the first time in history it is possible for everyone to view the entire planet, with all its myriad diversified peoples, in one perspective. World peace is not only possible but inevitable. It is the next stage in the evolution of this planet–in the words of one great thinker, \”the planetization of mankind\”.

The Promise of World Peace