Rwandese Jihad!
The villagers with their forest green head wraps and forest green Korans
arrived at the mosque on a rainy Sunday afternoon for a lecture for new
converts. There was one main topic: jihad.
They found their seats and flipped to the right page. Hands flew in the air.
People read passages aloud. And the word jihad -- holy struggle -- echoed
again and again through the dark, leaky room.
