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Brent Ninaber sur
Unsplash Ever since I’ve had the opportunity to work with people based in Madagascar, it’s caught my interest. Not just the country and the people (or the
most amazing domain ever), but also the language has some
very interesting stories to tell. My regret is that I didn’t take that opportunity to go out there before my former employer turned stupid and evil, but maybe one day I’ll have the opportunity to go.
There is some super critical thoughts I have about this piece, mainly that the journalist basically sat on his ass in New York while the Malagasy climb a fucking mountain and do all the work (and probably not for a whole lot either), but basically just skip him droning on to make that sweet ad rev to where they arrive in the village.
You can also
watch it via Invidious if you’re so inclined.
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