THE SOCIAL INTROSPECT

WHEN WILL NIGERIA MAKE ME PROUD? With my sticks firmly gripped and centered within the moving balance of the rowing bike tire, my white turned brownish pants, naked upright skin and the excitement filled atmosphere with a couple of other kids rowing along the streets, suddenly; the outburst, shouting and screaming of excitement compounded the social atmosphere with jumping and singing soon staging ; up NEPA!!!!!!!! Won ti mu ina de, up Nepa!!!!!!!!won ti mu ina de...........(Yoruba chorus). Dropping my tire and sticks along with other kids doing same; I headed to our room to catch a glimpse of the recap of one of my best cartoon shows (#tele tubbies , you know nah, lag kids!), after balancing well on the couching chair with dust covered legs , in anticipation for an interesting showdown, the TV suddenly turned dark and phased out followed with incessant wailings, left right and from other corners ; Oloriburuku (unfortunate being) ni Awon Nepa yio, Aye woon ko ni daaa ooo ( it

WHERE IS OUR MEAL SCHEDULE? (A NIGERIAN OUTCRY) By Bolaji Olaniba Kunle’s mum has just finished warming yesterday’s stew for today’s session. Cassava meal with Okro stew in the morning, fried Cassava flakes with ground nut in the Afternoon, starch and melon stew in the evening The economy is in recession!!!!!!!!!!! Tomorrow, maybe they will make do with boiled cassava and some stew turned concoction. Tell me where out of this impoverishment can we make a meal schedule? Mr. freeman the chairman, with his stocked up refrigerator Scooping off gains from the sweat of the people His family eats till they’re full Never warming yesterday’s stew His meal schedule is so accurate they never miss it all through But we, where is our meal schedule? I mean that of the common man Who wakes up daily and munches upon whatever the day submits His situation has now required Him to even skip some meals While madam Alison has built herself a couple of

“A society that’s Crowning the flesh” Teenage tope, presently puffing and huffing gases from the residues of a pipe, It’s cool, that’s her remark. Later she’s planning on graduating to wrapped weeds of Ganja Femi is now a smart boy at the handling of the keys of social deceit His friends hail him, He’s a sharp guy 24 – 7 you know, and we want to be like him Jennifer now sag her jeans with reckless abandon, having no wears underneath But the public response is; she is a slay queen!!!!! Haba!!! Where are the Elders? Daddy is so busy, that he doesn’t even know if tola’s complexion is brown   Our mothers, are obsessed and often gisting about the latest party in town Sanity has been sold in exchange for pursuit after vanity And now we have a society in anarchy Little David with his I – phone, knows almost all the porn sites in the world Unknown to his dad who says; my son is fast becoming a tech Lord. And 5 year old Angela has got loads of biki

LACKADAISICAL ATTITUDE; NIGERIA’S SELF MADE HURRICANE By Bolaji Olaniba While I think we are one of the luckiest and well placed races on world geography and climate, I believe we are not doing anything close to “much” or even ‘little” in safeguarding the integrity of our own environment in most cities across “Africa” in general and in Nigeria to be specific. Most of us are knowledgeable of the latest natural disaster; “hurricane Harvey” which struck the inhabitants of south eastern Texas in the United States of America. This cyclone ravaging storm travels at great speed (10 miles per hour or even more) carrying great wind and also causing disastrous flooding too, as it frequently takes off from the core of the Atlantic Ocean. While the hurricane is often an annual geographical awaiting disaster (occurring in parts of the North American continent) that surprisingly went on a break for about 13 years before reawakening on August 17 this year (2017), however, flooding in Niger

Nigeria and the “care – free’’ culture “Culture” according to Sir E.B Tylor (an anthropologist) is that complex whole that includes Knowledge, beliefs, arts, morals, laws, customs, and any other capabilities and habits that are collectively acquired by man as member of society. While culture is a beautiful phenomenon that creates a platform for uniqueness and group identity, however, certain behavioral practices stems from dangerous and unpalatable habits of the people and later expands into a full blown culture. Over the years as a result of political shortsightedness and inefficiencies which created economic stagnation and social nuisances, Nigeria according to my philosophy has eventually fit into an analogy of a fleshy human body having its skeletal frame work made of half bones, quarter sticks, with some parts held together by brooms, some by straws, making the country one with a philosophy of a staggering drunkard that stands and fall bedeviled with disappearing and re –