Even his neighbors in New Braunfels haven’t heard much from Bob Krueger since he left Africa more than a year ago. Oh, they know that his wife, Kathleen, led a failed effort to ban beer on the Comal River, and they hear him occasionally on the half-hour Sunday morning religious program his parents started during the fifties. But that’s about it. On the Internet you’ll find his bio listed on politicalgraveyard.com, but the 65-year-old Renaissance man of Texas politics (left, in 1984) protests that he has “at least fifteen good years of service left.” And he’s ready to talk about himself because he’s looking for work and just put the finishing touches on his résumé, which he graciously offers to read to me (“It’ll only take seven minutes,” the longtime Democrat says). The familiar highlights roll by: born in New Braunfels, earned degrees from Southern Methodist University, Duke, Oxford, worked as an English professor and the dean of undergraduate arts and sciences at Duke, elected to Congress, appointed to the U.S. Senate, and served as the ambassador to Burundi (where he narrowly survived an assassination attempt) and Botswana. But what since? “I’ve been working on a book about my African experience,” he says. “There’s a genocide going on there. The Tutsi minority is using Nazi methods—torture, murder, and intimidation—to stay in power. There are three hundred thousand people in concentration camps, but because it’s in Africa, nobody cares. I hope to touch people’s conscience.”