An American View Point About Muridiyya

It has been 15 years since I was first introduced to Muridism as a Peace Corps volunteer in Senegal. At that time I was based in a small village south of Ziguinchor, so I had little opportunity to meet any Murids, other than the Baaye Falls who begged on the streets of Dakar. I found them to be very intimidating with their large clubs and imposing stature. It was the stories of their drunkenness and self-flagellation that circulated among the young American volunteers, not the inspirational words of Shaykh Ahmadu Bamba or his courageous resistance to French colonialism.
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