So the job was done. We respectfully handed over a hundred pula at the time, and more was given later. Some other moneys were owned by his family to our family, and I became unsure how much debt remained. I even got the impression that we weren't truly expected to pay it all, or at least not for years. Everyone seemed both to owe money and to be owed moeny, and I was surprised to learn that these inter-family debts were *not* divisive. Owing someone money didn't cause friction; it had just the opposite effect. These multiple interlocking debts created a network of mutual-dependency that served to unite people.
(Across African Sand by Phil Deutschle)
-- Andy "It's a testament to ketchup that there can be no confusion."