I think this is my favorite Farah novel so far. It does not have quite the incredible lyricism of Maps, but there is also something to be said for clarity. Published in 1983, the final installment of the Variations on the Theme of An African Dictatorship trilogy, it tells the story of an old man who has been jailed and tortured by both the Italians and the postcolonial Somali dictator (referred to as "the general") for various acts of non-violent dissidence. He is a wonderful character that I really loved by the end of the book. He has some regrets about missing his children grow up, and now he watches, powerless, as his son follows in his footsteps by becoming involved in a plot to assassinate the general. The old man disapproves, though, because while being a pro-democracy nationalist he is also a devout Muslim, and against violence. Nonetheless as the young people's plot falls apart and the general's reprisals begin, he finally starts to think about taking up his son's gun and killing the dictator himself. I won't tell you what happens in the brilliant, ambiguous ending. So the novel asks a lot of questions about when violence is justified, and indeed whether the (male) world of political action is ultimately unproductive; at a historical moment when the struggle against the colonizers seems only to have ushered in an era of dictatorship, faith in revolutions is at a low ebb (and indeed when Barre finally did fall from power when the Americans stopped backing him, a whole new horrifying era of conflict began). The novel also pits the world of politics against domestic life (the scenes between the old man and his grandson, and his memories of his wife, are lovely) and spirituality; the old man's prayers, visions and dreams are a kind of third universe in the book, and there is an amazing local madman. Ultimately I don't think Farah is endorsing any single one of these allegiances; as a reader you want the old man to regain his agency by acting, and you want someone to stop the general, but you also don't want him to give up his principles and have blood on his hands, and you sympathize with the women and children who are left dealing with the aftermath of all this...