THE PHYSICS OF PRESENCE, AND THE ARCHITECTURE OF THE LARGER-THAN-LIFE PHENOMENON

We have all felt it - that sudden, inexplicable shift in the atmospheric pressure of a room. A person walks in, and without saying a word, they seem to occupy more cubic centimeters of space than their physical frame should allow. We call them “larger than life.” But what does that actually mean? Unless we are discussing a literal giant or a particularly ambitious parade float, the phrase is a biological impossibility. Yet, we use it to describe the titans of industry, the icons of cinema, and that one uncle who tells stories with enough kinetic energy to power a small “Lagos Estate”. To understand the “larger than life” phenomenon, we have to stop looking at the person and start looking at the space they displace. It is not about size; it is about density, narrative, and the sheer audacity of being seen.

In the world of physics, density is mass divided by volume. In the philosophy of persona, being larger than life is often a result of emotional density. Most people live within their skin; they are contained, polite, and spatially efficient. A “larger than life” individual, however, exudes a beautiful kind of leakage. Their personality, their convictions, and their sheer will refuse to stay within the established confinement. Many mistake “loud” for “large,” especially in our current digital landscape where shouting is often confused for actual stature. This is the Pufferfish Paradox - inflation without substance. While the loud person operates on volume, the large person operates on gravity. They don’t need to shout because their presence has a gravitational pull that forces the room to orbit around them. They don’t demand attention; they command it through the sheer mass of their character.

Why are we so obsessed with these figures? The truth is, humanity has a “God-sized” hole in its narrative. We are terrified of our own insignificance in a universe that is cold, vast, and largely indifferent to our daily struggles. To combat this existential vertigo, we project our desires for meaning onto individuals who seem to defy the standard constraints of reality. As Joseph Campbell once noted, a hero is someone who has given their life to something bigger than themselves. When we call someone larger than life, we are essentially saying they have become a living myth. They stop being a normal person and start being a symbol. Fela wasn’t just an artiste, he was the symbol of rebellion. Dangote isn’t just an entrepreneur, he is the symbol of the intersection between business and politics. We need them to be large so that we can hide in their shadow when the sun of reality gets too bright.

In current times, this concept is facing a unique crisis. In the mid-20th century, a movie star was a god because you only saw them on a forty-foot screen. They were literally larger than you. Today, we see our icons on a six-inch screen while they are eating breakfast in their pajamas on a livestream. We have traded mythology for intimacy. This is the transparency trap; the larger-than-life aura requires a certain degree of opacity. To be a giant, you need a little bit of fog around your feet. When we use technology to strip away every layer of mystery, we shrink our giants down to a manageable, human size. We have gained relatability, but we have lost the sublime. True stature requires distance; you cannot be an icon if you are also a neighbor.

If we were to apply a mathematical lens to this, we might look at the relationship between energy and mass. Think of it as the E=mc² of charisma:

        Energy = Presence X (Authenticity)²

In this formula, presence is the physical act of being there, but authenticity is the multiplier. When someone is larger than life, it is usually because their internal reality is perfectly aligned with their external expression. Most of us spend nearly half our energy pretending to be someone we aren’t or modulating our voices to fit in. A larger-than-life person spends zero energy on modulation. All that reclaimed energy is poured into their output, making them appear more vibrant, more "charged," and ultimately, larger.

However, there is a heavy cost to this pedestal. It is a lonely thing to be larger than life. When you become a symbol, you cease to be a person in the eyes of the public. If you are a giant, you are not allowed to have a "small" day. You are not allowed to be tired, or petty, or quiet. The world demands that you maintain your bigness at all times. People don’t see you; they see what they need from you. Your actual needs are often ignored because the world assumes giants don’t need help. The bigger the statue, the more devastating the crack, making the larger-than-life figure a prisoner of their own proportions.

Can a regular person become larger than life? The secret lies in what I call Micro-Grandeur. You don’t need a stadium or a billion dollars to achieve this; you only need to be fully present. Most people are actually "smaller than life." They shrink themselves to avoid conflict, mumble to avoid being wrong, and hide their passions to avoid being judged. To be larger than life is simply to stop shrinking. It requires committing to the bit - whatever you are doing, do it with 100% intentionality. It requires mastering the silence, because giants don’t chatter. It requires possessing your space, walking like you own the ground, not out of arrogance, but out of gratitude.

Ultimately, "larger than life" is a collaborative hallucination. It is a dance between the subject who provides the energy and the observer who provides the imagination. We call people larger than life because they remind us of what is possible. They are the proof of concept for the human spirit, suggesting that we don’t have to be small or quiet. The great irony is that the most truly larger-than-life people usually don’t think they are large at all; they are simply too busy living to check their own measurements. In a world that is increasingly segmented, digitized, and automated, being larger than life is the ultimate act of rebellion. It is a refusal to be a data point. You just need to realize that the life you are supposedly larger than is actually just a set of self-imposed boundaries. Break those boundaries, and the grandeur will take care of itself.

So, go ahead. Stretch. The world has plenty of space, for as many "larger than lifes" as you can imagine.

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PER ARDUA AD ASTRA

Air travel is such a kaleidoscope of experiences, serving a flavourful dish with a potpourri of pyscho-social condiments - some spicily educative, some saltily annoying, and others so blandly humbling that it evokes nothing but acceptance. First, we all need to agree that air travel is one of the greatest proofs of the limitlessness of the human spirit. An airplane remains one of the inventions which pushed human advancement to the next frontier, cutting down travel time across the planet, leading to easier and better collaboration, and of course facilitating the growth of the global economy. Interestingly, the ease with which humans readily trust aircrafts to always take us home is a successful psycho-social experiment which should never be taken for granted. For context, we are expected to always look right, look left, and look right again before crossing a road, and for wider roads, we basically mount pedestrian bridges to help us cross, yet this requires less than a minute; but we have no qualms at all filing into a gigantic contraption which weighs thousands of kilogram, flies suspended at 15,000 metres above the ground, speeds at sometimes close to 1,000 km/hour, and sometimes stay in the air for hours on end, yet we always trust in the aircraft and the pilot to take us home. That is some mind-numbing reality when we really think deep about it.

The planet is very big, but in relation to the world, it is also a very small place, and everywhere at any time is simply a microcosm of the larger world. This is very true of an airport. The symbolism of age - children being carried in trolleys, teenagers acting with little or no care in the world, adults trying to keep everything and everyone together, elderlies needing help every step of the way, even needing wheelchairs - all of them with the sole purpose of getting into a plane to take them to the next place, which to some is home, and to others, another departure point. Every trip having a beginning and an end, just like every human has a beginning and an end. There is no place where the diversity of this planet is also as evident as the airport, well maybe in a Natural History Museum, but then those specimens don’t talk back to you, do they? Different Races, Tribes, Languages, Attires, Food, etc are always a staple at every airport. Sitting at the airport is always like watching an episode of a reality television series where the goal is to make the society’s diversity stand out, by following the rules and blending in.

Interestingly, this idea of "blending in" leads me to the next perspective of air travel - processes, procedures, and interconnectedness. Air travel has as much must-followed process as a high-stake surgical operation. From having an International Passport or a National ID, to obtaining a Visa (where necessary), to ensuring your luggage is the right count, weight and size, to knowing when to get to the airport, to knowing how to and where to check in your luggage, to knowing what is permissible on the plane, to how to navigate Customs and Immigration, to how to find your boarding gate, to how you find your seat once you have entered the plane; and how to walk back the entire process in a reverse order after landing at your destination is one long unbroken chain of processes, procedures, and interconnectedness. This same surgical precision applies to lifting off, flying, and landing a plane. A deeper perspective of this is understanding that air travel perfectly mirrors how Natural Laws and how Social Norms work, and any attempt to tweak or twist always leads to chaos and catastrophe.

Finally, it would be remiss of me to talk about air travel, and not highlight the glaring classism that air travel lay bare, especially the in-your-face way it reminds those of us still flying “Economy” or "Coach" that we still have some way to go. From the luggage check-in where the “Sky Priority” Class, the code name for “First Class”, “Business Class”, and “Frequent Flyers”, can carry excess luggage for free; to the waiting time where they can have access to Lounge Services, as complementary perks; to the actual boarding of the plane where they are allowed to go in first, and the masses like us in Economy have to see their faces and the comfortable seatings they have in the front of the plane, as we trudge to our chairs at the back of the plane; to the food and drink served on the plane, where they get served like they are at their homes, and we get served like we are in a boarding school; and how when the plane lands, they get to disembark first, before we peasants are allowed to stand up, because they have somewhere important to be, and we just have to wait in line. This is not me whining, this is me just pointing things out, believe me, I am far from whining.

I am realistic enough to acknowledge that the human society is divided into strata, and each stratum has its costs, perks, and accoutrements, and that the appeal of inter-stratum-mobility is one of the driving forces of human prosperity. Do we need to do better in reducing the gaps between the strata? Of course, and that should be our primary focus as humans, and that should be your takeout, or is it takeaway, from this post. How do we do better? I know the one of the ways is to always be a good neighbour, and to always live by the age-old maxim “do unto others as you would have them do to you”. If you can think of yourself less as the centre of the universe too, I bet that will also help. Long story short, I do not have the answers, but I am open to making the world better, and I am willing to make the sacrifices required, and I would be glad if you can do to. It will not be easy, but that’s the whole essence of “per ardua ad astra”.

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COVID-19 - THE HARD TRUTHS FROM THESE TRYING TIMES

If someone were to tell me in December 2019 that there would be an occurrence in 2020 which would lead to a near collapse of the financial markets, nearly wipe out the global transportation and tourism industry, put almost all the nations of the world on self-imposed lockdown, I mean basically ground the entire world, I would have simply taken the person for a clown, and if they were to insist on keeping their position, I would have recommended a psychiatric evaluation. Such was the strength of my faith and belief in the social, mental, scientific, and technological evolution of humankind that I could not foresee all of us abandoning life as we know it and scampering for shelter far away from other humans as much as possible.

Let us face it, the world will never be the same again, even after we have been able to arrest the Covid-19 pandemic, but then, why should it remain the same? The current situation has brought to the fore the indispensability of many of the issues essential to the dignity and respect of humankind and how we have for a very long time paid lip-service to them, and that was when we were not outrightly denying their importance. Issues of affordable universal healthcare, social safety net, fit-for-purpose public infrastructure, public programmes planning and execution, and social integration as a whole have been totally neglected, and we can see in real time how nations and societies are paying the price for their laxity. The US is leading in Covid-19 death rates because their healthcare system is broken, and they have a leadership gulf at the very top; Nigeria is struggling to stem the tide because the health and social infrastructures are grossly inadequate and we cannot even effectively give financial palliatives to those who need them because we do not have genuine and verifiable data, and of course we have a leadership gulf at the very top too; and the Northern European Countries are handling the situation well because they have always been structured and they have social safety nets such that they didn’t need to change much to cope with the pandemic.

Brace yourself, even when the Pandemic is over, the fear will remain for a long time, the fear not just for ourselves, but for our kids, our siblings, our colleagues, for all our loved ones altogether. What will be gone though is the trust of social existence – partying, clubbing, even lounging in open spaces such as bars, beaches, and malls will no longer be trustworthy, and we might find ourselves going back to living like cavemen, coming out for sunlight once in a while. Of course, I kid, but when you consider the fact that we were already talking about going to live on Mars, and we already have shuttles which can make such trips multiple times like your normal airplane, you will understand that going back to not being able to gather in public or use public transportation to cover distances of a few kilometers is like a thousand-year regression. Brace yourself, wearing of face masks will be compulsory for months to come, at least wannabe ninjas will be happy at these.

Now back to the hard truths from this pandemic – we the masses have suffered the most and we will suffer more, unless we change our perception and approach to governance and leadership. When we abdicated our responsibilities and left leadership and governance to demagogues, charlatans, misfits and rogues, of course they cannot suddenly develop competence during a crisis, they can only respond to the limit of their abilities. We all have to be involved in choosing those who lead us, in determining those who chart the course for the present and the future, in keeping on their toes those we have surrendered our individuality and personal preferences to in exchange for the social contract of having the freedom to live and pursue happiness. We owe these duties to ourselves, and we will be doing ourselves a great disservice if we leave those processes to the misfits in the society. Most times, we delude ourselves with the fact that we can create enclaves with others who have broken free from the inhuman drudgery of daily struggle to make ends meet, and we have this false security once we go into our gated estates, but the reality as highlighted by the menace of “the One Million Gang” and “the Awawa Boys” during this lockdown is that no one is safe within the vicinity of heartless and hungry miscreants who have been armed by unscrupulous politicians. We are all in this together, and we have to fix it together.

As a parting shot, now that you know that everything is possible, it is now up to you to hold people around you accountable when they tell you it is not possible. Governments all over the world who said “Healthcare For All” is impossible are able to find funds to finance this Public Health Emergency; Governments who said “Guaranteed Monthly Incomes” are impossible are finding funds to provide Financial Palliatives to Businesses and Citizens; Preachers who said you must come to Churches and Mosques to prove your faith are now conducting ministrations online; Employers who would mandate you to suffer through hours of traffic on daily basis to  and fro the office are now encouraging you to work from home and use Zoom and Skype; lovers who told you they were always busy driving, in meetings, in open offices, and so on are now working from home, so what is their excuse for not keeping in touch now? Think about it. While thinking about it, continue to act safe and be safe. Together we will beat the pandemic.

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THE DANGEROUS NECESSITY OF SPEAKING TRUTH TO POWER

Let's start this trying to tackle some misconception - did Ganduje have the power to dethrone Emir Sanusi? Yes, he does. Governors have the right to remove First Class Traditional Rulers, and for those Traditional Rulers who are “unlucky” to be below First Class, they are on the stool at the whim and caprices of the LGA Chairperson, and they could be removed by the Chairperson at any time. To quote Abubakar Rimi, a former Governor of Kano State, "A traditional ruler is a public officer holding a public office, who is being paid by public funds, and whose appointment is at the pleasure of the state governor and who can be dismissed, removed, interdicted, suspended, if he commits an offence” This can be summarized as Elected Officials give the "staff of office" to Traditional Rulers, they can as well collect them back when they wish. And of course, many kings have been deposed by the Government across our history, from the colonial days, all through our post-independence days – the British deposed and exiled Oba Ovonramwen Nogbaisi of Benin in 1899, the revered Obafemi Awolowo dethroned Alaafin Adeyemi in 1955 for differing on the grounds of political affiliation, Sir Ahmadu Bello dethroned Emir Sanusi in 1963 on the grounds of mismanagement, Abacha deposed Sultan Dasuki in 1996, because, well, it was Abacha.

Now to a rather pertinent question - should Ganduje had dethroned Emir Sanusi? Of course he shouldn't have, no Political Office Holder should trample on Traditional Institutions in such a manner, but of course, politicians see themselves as demigods, and backed by the Constitution, they go ahead and rubbish Traditional Rulers - cue in Ajimobi who elevated 20 Family Heads to the level of Olubadan in 2017, just to belittle the Olubadan Throne, a tactic Ganduje also deployed in Kano in 2019 by dividing the Kano Emirate into 5 equal parts, just to reduce the influence of Emir Sanusi. A little tidbit – Ajimobi and Ganduje are in-laws, Ajimobi’s Son got married to Ganduje’s Daughter in 2018. Just think about it. When we consider that as a people, we have lost sight of our culture and lost track of our history, what we should be doing is embarking on massive reorientation of our values and reclamation of our culture, and the best avenue to do that is through the traditional institutions. No system of significance in Nigeria reflects our culture or embodies our history, not education, not legal, not economic, and not political. For the Government to keep stripping bare traditional institutions proves that those we have handed the reins of leadership to basically have no idea about social reclamation, self-realization, and national reorientation. This is what happens when we conclude that politics is dirty and we leave it to the dregs of the society, we will be left with scoundrels running our present and reprobates deciding our children’s future.

For Sanusi, I first took note of him as the CBN Governor, and one quality you can always ascribe to him is "consistency". He has always been "a principled man who speaks truth to power", and his fracas with the Jonathan Administration was based on exactly the same issues as his problems with the Buhari Administration as spearheaded by Ganduje. His message has always centred on "decrying profligacy, preaching accountability, and advocating social changes", those messages have not changed, but obviously, the politicians are tired of hearing them. Whether Sanusi appeals to you or not, you cannot rationally say that he has not been consistent in his positions, flip-flopping is not a jibe you can throw at him. Let me categorically say I always agree with Sanusi's positions, and I love the fact that he shares them at every opportunity he has. That is what I believe people who have podiums and audiences should do, use your platforms to call out the ills in the society, it will come with some sacrifices, but there is no gain without pain. For those who faulted his decision to become the Emir in the first place, claiming he had was too educated, too intelligent, and with too much finesse to go and hide all that within the confines of a palace, we have to understand that it was a lifelong dream for him, and if we all try to understand the concept of "self-actualization", we will understand that it was what he had always considered as the peak of his achievements in life. After earning a Bachelor and a Masters Degrees, he actually went back to the University to get another Degree in Sharia and Islamic Studies, to prepare himself for when he ascends the throne of his fathers - his grandfather and great-grandfather were both Emirs in their lifetimes. Did he know the pitfalls that such a move will present to him? I believe a man of Sanusi’s intelligence would have known, but he might have underestimated the ruthlessness and haughtiness of Ganduje once the lifelong politician got into office.

Now that he is free of the heavy cloaks and the mountainous turbans, Sanusi can choose to join forces with International Organisations like most intellects edged out of public relevance by our sordid politics, or he can even choose to seek an elective office in Nigeria to try and change things from within, but he must continue to speak truth to power at home, because therein lies the freedom for Nigerians. The more people with means and intellect who challenge the devilish political hegemony, the more the politicians continue to reveal their sinister capabilities, the more the people realise that the politicians are worse than vultures and scavengers, and maybe, just maybe, that will push us into action and take the country back.

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THE TRAGEDY OF ILLUSORY REALITY

Compliments of the Season from your favorite absconder from the creative duty of writing. I wrote on this blog just once last year, I actually managed to match my personal record of laziness set the previous year. This is not a record I am proud of, and this year, I have determined to pummel procrastination into submission and write as much as I can. So help me God. And for those of you who dropped some friends last year, I hope you have not started picking up some new ones already this year, just to come and disturb us at the end of the year with news that you will be dropping them again.

With the usual apologies, resolutions, and subs out of the way, let me get to the reason why I am here very early this year (aside pummeling procrastination) – I think reality is being replaced with illusion, so I need to find out if I am the odd one out still living here while others have migrated to an alternate world where white is black, and red is green. The reality, where we take everything on Social Media as the perfect depiction of people’s lives and we therefore judge our own lives as not being up to par based on that, has become such an epidemic. I don’t want to sound like an alarmist, but this is actually a deeper epidemic at the same level as substance abuse as well as pseudo-literacy, especially when you combine all together as it is common nowadays.

Every day, people upload dance videos on Snapchat and Instagram, and we are assuming they are always happy. These are all lies, no one person is always happy, and no one person, who is truthful to themselves, is always sad. People will most likely share the pictures of their vacation, but not the picture of the hard work which went into making the money to go on the vacation, probably they even took a loan to go on the trip. Your friends are more likely to share their pictures in a plane, but not in a NAPEP. You see, people’s DPs are their representatives, and their statuses are their alter egos, those are not their “real faces”, most of the savage lions on social media are real life lambs - everything is make-believe. That this illusory reality drives some people to having mood swings, becoming depressed, and push some to even end it all with suicide is extremely alarming and dishearteningly worrying.

Self-styled Influencers and Life-Coaches are the Platos and Aristotles of today sharing nuggets about all topics, half of which they do not have basic knowledge of, and most people take those half-baked information as gospel truth and start using them as gauges for their personal lives –

YOLO – Anyone ever told you you will live twice before? Even Bhuddists don’t believe you will come back as you.

Sleep is for the weak – OK. Be forming hard, by the time you have a nervous breakdown, it is a pity you will be a mental wreck and you might not even be able to differentiate between weak and strong.

Live today, tomorrow is not assured – Hmmmmnnnnn. Tomorrow will become assured, and you will have to live with the consequences of the horrible decisions and the stupid actions of today, and what do you do?

True love exists, and you don’t have to chase after it, it will find you wherever you are – Oooshey Love Doctor of the House of Romance. The one who compiled the encyclopedia of love.

Hey people, the hard truth is that we all cannot achieve the exact same things in life. Everyone is not going to be super rich, and we are not all going to be super-successful. By sheer serendipity, some are born far ahead of others, and they will always remain ahead bar some catastrophes of epic proportion. Not all children will be brilliant, not all marriages will celebrate diamond jubilees, not everyone will be healthy, these are just the realities of life. However, it does not mean we cannot achieve happiness or personal progress, we as individuals, and the variables within our individual control should be the yardsticks we use to measure our personal progresses which should determine our state of happiness.

You know your story, you know your dreams; you know where you started from, you know where you are going. Let’s continue to set realistic personal goals and dedicate all our means to achieving them. Let’s periodically take stock, carry out objective appraisals, and tweak when necessary, that’s progress. The misguided belief that we are the dregs of the Earth and that everyone else is flexing and happy based on what they post on social media or is nothing but an illusion. 

In a simple way, between the colour White and colour Black, there are countless shades of Grey, you could just be the dark grey at the moment, and frankly, everyone is just another shade of grey, just keep adding more of white, and you are on course to becoming your favourite shade of grey.

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…OF VULNERABILITY AND THE ILLUSION OF ELEVATION

Since the last time I wrote here, some things have changed… Not such big changes, but big enough to make me become more introspective and less happy. I mean Life is TOUGH, at least I can speak for here in Nigeria where I live.

The first change is that I changed my job (Again???). Yeah, again. I finally left Telecommunications, I am now in Renewable Energy, Solar Energy to be precise, and while it is financially rewarding and interesting, it is also saddening because I get to come in contact with the real Vulnerables of the world, and that could be depressing, especially when you consider how minute your impact is compared to what they require to get uplifted out of their dire status.

The second change is that I have gone on and become a more open person who now interacts more with strangers and virtual friends, and what I see every day is that basically, no one has it together. We are all just trying to be happy, because happiness is such a fleeting state that you will definitely miss out on it while trying to own it, which is such a disturbing state of things because it means we are never happy, rather we are in an endless race in pursuit of happiness. This means that irrespective of education, income, social standing, and so on, we are all still in a state of flux and we are all still VULNERABLES despite all the illusions of elevation. I am now seeing Vulnerability not from the angle of lack of physical peace but from the perspective of lacking inner peace, calm and control.

The economic situation is terrible, this has been so for long, and it does not look like it is abating anytime soon, but even when by sheer dint of hardwork coupled with God’s blessings you are able to break the yoke and become self-sustaining and self-reliant, you are still vulnerable:

When you build a house and you need an electrified fence higher than your house to feel safe, you are vulnerable…

When you have a car, but you need to vary your routes everyday to avoid being trailed by people with sinister motives, you are vulnerable…

When you have kids but you cannot send them to public schools because it is pointless, and you are afraid of sending them to expensive public schools for fear of them picking up expensive terrible habits from the kids of the rich, you are vulnerable…

When you see every one of your mates emigrating from the country but you decide to stay put, you are vulnerable…

When you cannot access the best healthcare not because of your lack of trying, but because it is not just available, you are vulnerable…

When your kids understand technology better than you, you are vulnerable…

When everything is confusing most of the time, you are vulnerable...

You see, at the end of the day, we are mostly not in control, we are just playing and acting according to a script, and we cannot even control or determine when our character will be killed off. So, the best we can do is be the best of ourselves – treat others fairly and respectfully, live our life to the fullest, and above all, try to leave the world a better place than we met it such that we would have contributed our best to rid the world of the Vulnerables.

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…OF A NIGERIAN YOUTH AND THE QUANDARY OF ETERNAL OPTIMISM

This is the month of May, today is the 29th, and the appropriate greeting as a Nigerian is “Happy Democracy Day”, but I guess saying “Happy New Year” is not out of place, since I was here last in the year 2016. Yes, I know, I have promised I will not disappear several times and I actually did disappear, but if you know me very well, you know I usually keep my promises, and it is because I try so hard to keep most of my promises

that I have not been able to keep this one – you know, promises like never let the family lack, never let my day-job suffer, never let stress send me to the hospital, never pass up an opportunity to network in real life, etc.

So, here I am again confused as to what to write about, not as much what to write about, but what to write about it – I want to write about the future of those of us Nigerians forty years and below-  should I join the others and continue to wail and rail against the our present sad situation, or should I, like an eternal optimist that I am, choose to tell people that things are improving and they will continue to improve even when I know in reality we are moving at the pace of a faulty unicycle, when we really need to move with the speed of Virgin’s Booms. Let me make this very clear, I am not laying claim to superior knowledge, but I can boldly say it without any qualms that the youths are definitely not ready for the change we all crave.

The premise of my assertion is my interactions with the youths, they more often than not leave me feeling the situation is irredeemable because the discussions are never logical and the larger part of the time is spent arguing for superiority by tribe, age, religion, education, and political affiliation, they rarely display intellect or discuss ideas. They spend most of their time defending those who have put them in this quagmire of existence and I am always confused as to if they do not realise that those who constitute the political elite are the same people who have thrown us all into this abyss of wavering hope.

Societies grow when there are systems and structures which allow ideas to thrive, multiply, and morph into tangible development. Structures such as economic, education, healthcare, judicial, and so on. Those structures exist around here but only in a state of flummox. We have schools but not education; we have hospitals but no healthcare, we have a government structure but no economic development or judicial confidence. I fervently hope the youths realise that most of those who make up the political elite will not be here in fifty years, but most of us under the age of forty today will be here with our children, our grandchildren and possibly grandchildren. What kind of country will we have by then? One where the majority are uneducated, and sick, and uncouth, and unable to contribute meaningfully to the economy.

This is the time for the youths not just to stand up and be counted, or profess eternal optimism, but to get involved in grabbing the reins of leadership from the charlatans we have at the helms now and chart a new course for the country, for our children, and for generations unborn.

NB: Subsequent articles will detail my suggestions on how we take over our destinies.

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