On her way back from work, my mother often stops to buy groundnuts. She has a special lady that she goes to, claims that this woman has the best roasted peanuts in the world.
I don’t disagree, but what bothers me is that the woman sells her best groundnuts in the world out of a stall on a narrow road with no parking spaces. The people who patronize her, us, park in the middle of the road, blocking traffic, ignoring the honking, and yelling behind our stopped cars. To buy groundnuts.
In a place with accountability, this groundnut seller would have no customers.


My friend says you cannot work in a top position in government unless you are corrupt. So if someone wanted to get into government to change things, they would have to bribe their way to the top. And then implode, taking everyone else down with them. That Senate panel would be interesting to watch.
“So, Honourable Minister, what you’re saying is that you would like to turn yourself in along with everyone that works with you?”
“Yes, we all took and paid bribes. Me most of all, but yeah them too.”


The Aviation Minister, Stella Oduah, said the reports on past crashes (Sosoliso and ADC in 2005) are ready and will be released soon, after proper approval. She said this two days ago on Wednesday. Like the files were left on her desk, and they just slipped her mind for seven years until another plane crash reminded her.

See how they are treating us like we are senile, playing on our famed ability to forget and return to being the happiest people on the planet.


3 thoughts on “Potpourri

  1. ‘The righteous perisheth, no man layeth it to heart; the merciful men are taken away, none considering that the merciful men are taken away from evil yet to come.’
    – Isiah 57:1 (KJV)

    People called to ask me, ‘Where are you? Are you okay, did you lose anyone in the crash?’
    I stopped to think about the randomness of it. Oh my goodness!
    It could have been anyone.
    My father.
    My sister.
    My friend.
    Or even you, if you’ve ever had, or will have any reason to board a domestic flight.
    There were victims who mattered to me…the rest, to other people.
    ‘I’m not okay, I lost 153 people and then some’

    People die everyday in this country from preventable deaths, because someone somewhere didn’t do their job. Or because someone was selfish. Or because the whole system was designed to go to hell from the onset.
    Life is just too fragile. I would rather stay home if I can help it, everyday, not even use the stairs. I’ve always been afraid of a plane crashing into my house, I’m lucky it wasn’t mine. And if it wasn’t your house, you’re lucky too.

    But what about the unlucky ones?
    The ones who thought, ‘I don’t want to get into any trouble today, I’ll just stay home’, and then had a pilot land a plane onto their home.
    Where is the manifest with their names on it?
    Or the unlucky ones who just wanted to get to Lagos from Abuja. Just. Like, should that be rockect science?

    Maybe they are the lucky ones, all of them, taken away from evil yet to come as the book of Isiah says.

    Will we forget?
    “…If we’ve been bamboozled long enough, we tend to reject any evidence of the bamboozle. We’re no longer interested in finding out the truth. The bamboozle has captured us. It’s simply too painful to acknowledge, even to ourselves, that we’ve been taken. Once you give a charlatan power over you, you almost never get it back.”
    We will wait another 7 years to get this new report, or for another plane crash, whichever comes first.
    I don’t want to read any report.
    Do you?
    The street is already reporting.
    There is a rumor going round that Patience Jonathan blocked the airspace for 2 hours, as is the usual protocol, so the Dana pilot couldn’t make an emergency landing when he needed to.
    It might be true, that They (the ‘government’) advance this road-blocking thing to the sky and do it upstairs too, for four hours, every time They need to come and go, so that pilots can land commercial planes on any street (not blocked by Them) in Lagos while They attend their naming ceremonies, or just come into town to get a slice of their favourite suya in Festac town.

    It’s possible.

    During Buhari’s regime, the man would still be in his bathroom in Abuja, taking his cool time brushing his teeth and dropping deuces, while his goons cleared all of the major roads in Lagos so that the Major could come have a cup of his favourite coffee in Apapa or Victoria Island, maybe sign some important documents and attend an official function. But the espresso, don’t forget that primary assignment

    We sense a certain calmness on our way to work in the morning, then police vans, further down, an anti-bomb squad…and we begin to painc, ‘Who is in town? The president? Patience? Have They come again? Is it a bomb scare? Boko Haram? Have They reached Lagos? Demmit!’ <—-That is the effect of the bamboozle Carl Sagan refers to.
    We are hostages.
    It has captured us.
    It has happened in Egypt, in Tunisia, it's sensibly happening in France. Are we ready? I'm not going to set myself ablaze, are you?
    Until we're ready sha, people like Stella Oduah can continue insulting us.

    'There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.'
    -Isiah 57:21

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