Back in 2007, my editor, a quiet but affable fellow, sent me on a strange assignment: To track down and interview a witch doctor. Yes, you read it right: A witch doctor. Apparently, the witch doctor was famous both among the lowly and the mighty. Rumour had it that politicians would queue outside his hut every time elections drew near.
At the time, elections were round the corner. But what made this particular witch doctor even more intriguing was a tale doing the rounds about how he had ‘bewitched’ a magistrate in the middle of a court hearing.