"Most of my boys would drain the blood from an innocent child and drink it before going into battle." These words from 'General Butt Naked', famed for stripping off before fighting enemies to the death, welcome us to Liberia. It's a country so ravaged by fourteen years of civil war, that death and destruction bursts out of a primary-colour landscape, and wide-eyed 12 year olds proudly hold a human heart up to the camera: "America's one and only foray into colonialism is keeping a very uneasy peace indeed".

West Point is Liberia's worst slum, and has the smell to prove it. Human excrement is dotted amongst a gigantic rubbish tip, piled high on pure-white sand. What is the government doing? "The commissioner himself sometimes goes to the beach and squats with the people!".. A drugged-up twelve year old evokes the popular mentality: "break teeth, break nose...what else we going to do for money?" Any commerce that comes is usually a cover-up for heroin dens, and billboards paint a culture of rape in pretty colours...

There's an enthusiasm for battle here, which exceeds a simple history of violence. Young men grow up with a gun in their hands and young women only know of sex as either rape or employment. In a brothel where the walls are splattered with blood and dirt, one young girl speaks of how the UN soldiers "have sex with you, throw you off, and then beat you".

"When youth are not satisfied, anything can happen", warns ex-General Rambo. If the UN left, Rambo assures that the rebels could retake control of the principal town of Monrovia "within two or three hours". The UN is due to pull out in less than a year.