We must run while they walk;: A portrait of Africa's Julius Nyerere

The Africa of the Inner Station exists no more; the heart of darknes has disappeared. Yet at the end of black Africa's first decade of independence, much of the mystery -- and confusion -- remains, perpetuated by the proliferation of so many small and unviable nation states, the beweildering array of new names and seemingly erratic behavior, and the disenchantment that has followed the civil wars in the Congo and Nigeria. This is the story of one African leader, Julius Nyerere, and his country, Tanzania, which was known as Tanganyika until it formed a union with Zanzibar in 1964. Tanzania is a relatively small Afrian state, but it is the size of Germany and France combined. Its geography, ranging from Mount Kilimanjaro to Lake Victoria to the Serengeti to desert to grassland to jungle, is incredibly varied. So are its people; there are one hundreda dn twetny-six tribes in all, ranging from the Masai to Pygmies, though the total population is only thirteen million. Nyerere, the architect of independence of this former British territory, is not well known to Americans, but he should be: without doubt he is Africa's most eloquent leader, and one of its most dedicated. This book tells his story.