The Bush rebels: a personal account of Black revolt in Africa. --

PrologueAN AFRICAN GUERRILLA WAR, LIKE ANY OTHER, ISexpensive, dangerous, and inconvenient. The glory is inretrospect, and the romance is for outsiders like me whocome and go and remember only the good.All of the essentials necessary to the newcomer’s imageof the guerrilla experience are there, certainly— the longmarches across neck-high savanna, the armed band driftingthrough the forest villages by moonlight, the rough camara¬derie after the sweaty ambush.But the first casualty is always the glamour seemingly in¬herent in the revolutionary situation. The long marches,which are unavoidable because there are no other means oftransport, can be carried out under heat so intense as totrigger a hysterical urge to shriek at the cadre ahead be¬cause he cannot possibly be so miserable as you; the enemymay well be lying in wait for the phantom rebel beyond thevillage waterhole; and a successful guerrilla operation needsskilled planning and the endurance of an Olympic runnershould anything suddenly go wrong.we ship sameday, as cleared payment is made