Take one of the most ruthless and bloody dictators in modern history. Add a dash of smallpox, one of the most feared diseases of all time. Blend in a soupcon of black magic and superstition, the like of which will make your hair stand on end. Whip into these ingredients one psychopathic colonel whose appetite for murder is equalled only by his taste for the bizarre. Season liberally with alcohol-marinated soldiers, who rob and kill in broad daylight. Whisk briefly and pour over a strategy for victory where you have decimated your enemy before you have even declared war on them. Turn up the heat and simmer within one bankrupt country in complete anarchy after all the money has been spent on buying luxury goods for a hedonistic army elite---and finally sprinkle on two doctors, one Scottish and one Kenyan, who are bursting with the fragrant aroma of naivety and optimism. Garnish with a narrative that moves with breakneck speed, and serve while still piping hot.And what shall you call your culinary chef-d'oeuvre? How about A Crazy Act In Uganda?