Rahmane Idrissa

Rahmane Idrissa, who teaches at Leiden University, is the author of The Politics of Islam in the Sahel: Between Persuasion and Violence and a Historical Dictionary of Niger. He is finishing a book about the Songhay empire.

The Time of the Whites: The Will to Colonise

Rahmane Idrissa, 20 February 2025

Human history​, at least of the settled and sedentary, begins with the occupation of land. Animals are kept out or enclosed with fences. Plants and trees are cut back, dug up, selectively cultivated. Non-human occupants, spirits and resident deities are assuaged or tamed through ritual and consecration. In Latin, the words meaning to settle, to worship and to work the land all derive from...

Diary: In Bamako

Rahmane Idrissa, 2 February 2023

When I visited​ Mali last summer, I noticed that a big roundabout in ACI 2000, a posh neighbourhood in the capital, Bamako, had been turned into a market for flags. Most of those on sale, maybe even all, were Russian or Malian. The day before I left, I went for a haircut, and the barber showed me a Russian flag he kept stowed behind his door, ready for an opportunity to parade his...

Coup-Contrecoup

Rahmane Idrissa, 24 February 2022

The coup​ in Burkina Faso on 24 January which forced the resignation of President Roch Kaboré led to some celebrations in Ouagadougou, but on the whole the response was measured. Burkina has a legalistic political culture. The popular insurrection that brought an end to the previous regime, in 2014, was driven by anger: President Blaise Compaoré had failed to prosecute anyone for...

Countries without Currency: The CFA Franc

Rahmane Idrissa, 2 December 2021

Colonialism began​ as a mercantilist enterprise, with companies establishing trading posts along the ocean coastlines in the warm waters of the tropics. They used whichever medium of exchange was most expedient for trade. Both local currencies and commodities – shells, for instance, and doubloons – were acceptable tokens. All were trade currencies, not sovereign currencies, valid...

From The Blog
9 April 2021

Last year in Dakar, running an errand near Sandaga market in the centre of town, I came across an armoured personnel carrier belonging to the police, parked on avenue Emile Badiane. Street vendors were lounging against the flanks of the vehicle; their trinkets were spread on the charcoal grey metal. The police sat around, helmets off, eating peanuts and trading pleasantries with passers-by. For someone like me from Niamey in Niger, this resembled a scene from a fairy-tale.

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