It’s been a while since I’ve talked about Nigerian news but there is something that happened a week ago that I just gotta blog about. So sometime last week a bunch of militants kidnapped an American and a Briton somewhere in the Niger Delta. Now I know what you are thinking, how is this news? However these particular guys decided to ask for N1.8 billion (yep that’s billion) in ransom money. Oh and in order to begin negotiations, as a sign of good faith any contact is to bring 50 cases of Johnny Walker Black, 50 cases of Johnny Walker Red and half a million naira. (See me personally, I would have asked for Johnny Walker Blue, but I guess they didn’t want to be too demanding). This has been one of the things everyone knows but never says; that in the Niger delta that most of the kidnappings are simply business. However these clowns, these Niger Delta Militants (that is their actual name apprarently) are not even pretending to have a cause. Though I suppose their lack of hypocrisy could be seen as refreshing. I think these cretins decided that if other militants are charging N200 mil for Singaporeans then an American and a Brit should be worth a lot more.

Suddenly deciding to be serious, I honestly think that this is the best thing that could have happened from a government point of view. The US has been wary of aiding the Naij govt in dealing with the crisis, something about human rights records, but this could make them forget about all that. After all the US gets down right testy when people take its citizens. Alsi, the militants are also starting to suffer from an invincibility complex. This week they raided a police station in Port Harcourt and freed over a hundred prisoners. To me it looks like they are starting to think that because of all the ethnic and political tangles involved, the government cannot move to crush them and so they can do what they like. If they keep this up they are going to be very very surprised.

Returning to frivolity, I must say that it’s good to be an African American working in the Niger Delta since apparently they don’t kidnap black folk. So you can collect your hazard pay and know that you are almost completely safe (“almost” cos this is naij after all!) Who would have thought racism could ever come in handy? Reminds me about the Dave Chappelle stand up when he says that terrorists would never kidnap a plane full of black folk cos they won’t even be able to get the President on the phone.

Not very regular recently I realize, and so I have resolved to remedy my ways. Granted this is not as hard as Uzo’s tongue twister but still it’s pretty impressive. Anyway I decided to celebrate my return to blogging with a light piece on the madness that is woman.

When you get to around your mid-twenties you start hearing girls complain that guys around their age are chasing younger gels. So I was surprised when I asked a friend to introduce me to any friend she had that was hot and she told me that I was too young for any of her friends who as it happens are the same age as me. Now apparently it has nothing to do with money, or willingness to settle down, or even that the babes are out of my league (whether they are or they aren’t is another issue), but something that only girls can understand. If this kind of doublethink is representative of all girls then damn…

Another thing a girl told me recently was that she wished that she was the type of girl that could sleep with guys just to prove they were bad in bed. Now I suppose it must get tiring for a girl that guys keep going on and on about how Casanova learnt the trade from them and that he was even a poor student, but that does seem a drastic way to get a guy to shut up. Now I know word of mouth matters to girls when they consider the decision to put out (don’t you just love that phrase), but guys generally care about one thing: did you or didn’t you? So if you are thinking of becoming that type of girl you probably wouldn't enjoy it.

One of the few things I think I know for sure in life is that guys generally don’t like chasing girls. They like girls (obviously), but they really loathe the process. I think it is because of that dreaded land called the “friend zone.” Most guys think the friend zone is like the Sahara desert- a desolate land in which there is little chance of sustenance. But girls love the friend zone, to them it’s like the second coming of Eden. Their reasoning even goes past the “dick in a glass” thing apparently cos to some girls their friends are gay guys that just happen to like OTHER women. See me I’m an optimist, I look at the times I end up in the friend zone to take the opportunity to meet her friends. Not the “I have a good personality” hot, but the “damn I’d give my left nut” hot. Cos there are two benefits, one you get an in simply cos you r friends and two if you cheat on one of her friends, she will still introduce to another one of her friends you express an interest in. The beautiful thing is that this could be the same girl that you would have to hide the knives from when you tell her a random cheated on one of her friends.

Last thing, speaking of the “good personality” hot, girls have stopped saying that when you ask them the “is she hot” question. What they are saying now is that “U’d f**k her” which is true most of the time, and really is what the guys want to know, well that and the opposing question: “Will she f**k u?”

In other news, MTN today informed me that I was in Victoria Island, I wonder if it would do the same if I was in Ajegunle.

PS Bonus points to anyone who spotted the lame double entendre

So as I mentioned earlier I got malaria, during the tail end of last week. The only good thing is that I didn’t have to take chloroquine injections cos they are no longer the thing to do. So there is another staple of my childhood gone. Anyway I spent practically every minute that I was not working sleeping or trying to sleep, and I had quite a few ideas during this period that made me fear for my sanity. Though the attitude of Nigerians to malaria is funny; You tell someone you have malaria here and they are like “damn dude that sucks,” you tell someone overseas and it’s like “OH MY GOD! ARE U OKAY! YOU ARE SOO LUCKY YOU SURVIVED! I HEARD IT IS A MAJOR GLOBAL KILLER!” (May be I exaggerate a bit here)

So the bug laid me low on Thursday evening and I had dinner the next night (not calling it a date cos I wasn’t sure if I wanted to block her or not. As far as whether she wanted to be blocked or not read the Mugu post for my opinion of a guy’s ability to tell whether a girl likes him) Anyway, I then decided to send my cancellation by text. Yes I know that is bad enough, but it actually gets worse. Here is a transcript of the nonsense that was rolling around in my head.

So I came down with malaria and I’ma have to cancel on you. I think my brain could not handle seeing you again after five years and so it made me ill, to give me more time to adjust to you being around. Holla at you later.

Now here is the thing this text is supposed to be ironic, and somewhat witty, but as people constantly tell me irony is not easily noticeable when it is written (sorry mona you weren’t the first) So this text makes me looks like an overweight kid with learning difficulties who wants to play in the premiership. In other words: like a kid with no possibility of ever having game….

But wait it actually gets worse… so thinking about canceling also got me thinking about another babe. This one clearly does not have my time, but as any guy will tell you the hardest girls to stop blocking are those that seem to be gelling, but x you all of a sudden. It’s like Michael being found with another kid, you just don’t want to believe it’s true but you know you gotta. Anyway this is what I decided to do. Giving myself the “valid excuse” that my credit was low, I was going to borrow someone’s phone and call the babe. If she picked up I was going to be like “Oh I’m sorry I didn’t know you were screening my calls” and then either hang up or try to spit some game to make her reconsider the whole x-ing thing . The scary thing was that it took me five minutes to think of a good reason why not to do this.

Now the thing to NOTE!!! Is that I actually did NOT send the text or call the other babe, but clearly I should not be allowed near a communication device when I am ill. Still I don’t know whether I should be proud of my self control, or scared about the feats of madness a high fever could make me do. Well at least I got one more excuse in my repertoire; “I’m sorry babe but malaria made me do it”

Have a good one.

Intro
Aiight I haven't updated cos malaria caught me towards the end of last week, but I'm back with the latest edition of sunday corper. This is basically a rant about the lectures, and nothing more. So if you are planning on going to camp, buyer beware.

A Day in the Lecture Hall (Day 8)
The jogging and drills are becoming a normal thing. Barely sweating by the time its over. Breakfast break was unusually short, just settled down to take a nap and a soldier walks in and is asking if we think we're in Sheraton Hotel. So we rock up to the parade ground where a group of people in suits are waiting to address us. They make us sit down on the parade ground floor which is paved and has bits of gravel in it. It's like they made it to be the most uncomfortable seat possible. Also unless you are sitting in the first three or four rows you can't hear jack 'cause the speaker system is crappy. So for two hours you are just looking at people talk. And to make matters worse once they get done 'about 10 corpers, eager beavers all, get up after every speech and ask questions. Oh and we had a yoruba lesson so basic that even I knew the stuff, so we just walked away. Blocked babes til parade started, blocked babes during parade, attendance, all the way to the beer hall and back. Even more irritating than last night that they kicked us out by quarter to ten.

Unnecessary Qualification
You have to admit that the description in the piece wasn't that bad. Oh and the "blocked babes" mantra is more to show you that that was basically the only thing to do, than it was a comment on my prodigious game (though it was a different girl at every event). Yes closing time was 9:45 can you imagine, nonsense! We generally didn't go in until 10, 10:15 but c'mon. In Kano, where my cousin served, they were up until past midnight. You can tell that i am still not over this.

This is something that has been on the backburner for a while, and since no substantial new stuff has happened it was time to trot this out. I started thinking seriously about this over a month ago when I pulled into the Mr. Biggs a few doors down from Bacchus. The guy asked me for N400 to park, now it was a rip off as my friend made abundantly clear are we were walking to Bacchus. Here is what I told her, “we are about to walk into a place that charges around N1,000 for a N150 bottle of Star and you are complaining about me giving the guard an extra N200 to park.” Yes, clearly I’m a bit of a smart arse. I just find it fascinating that we Nigerians are prepared to pay over the odds for things, but services are cheap.

I remember being out with a couple of girls and they were talking about different types of braids. For clearly obvious reasons I don’t remember exactly what they were talking about, but I do remember them giving me a very good example. There were two types of braid styles; one was labor intensive, and the other used a certain technique or thing, and they commented that in England the labor intensive one is more expensive and that it is the other way in Naij.

Now the standard labor market analysis will tell you why labor in naij is cheap and all that, but that does not explain the Nigerian attitude towards labor. It’s not only that we want people to do the job for the smallest possible compensation (that’s just good business), but that we expect them to be grateful for it too. Someone provides you a service, but it’s like you are doing them a favor when you pay them. The same person that would buy an ipod for one and a half times the price will haggle for minutes with someone who charges him N300 to wash his car (the going rate is between N100 and 200 depending).

When you ask people why they bother, they generally tell you that it is the principle of the thing. That people cannot be allowed to take advantage of you. But here is my thing; if you know what they are doing is it still taking advantage? I look at it from the perspective that I have been blessed enough that N200 does not materially affect my life, but it might for the person I’m taking it from. I remember taking an okada (yep, I roll like that) from Lagos State Secretariat in Alausa to GRA during rush hour. It should be around N200 to N250 fairly priced, but I got him to agree to N150 before we left. Now most people would say “nice one snazzy” but really? You can also argue that it adds up over time, or that if you do this in small things you will do it in big things. But I don’t see how the extra whatever will inexorably lead to your bankruptcy, or the fact that you give someone an additional N100 will lead to you overpaying when you go to a lawyer for instance. I just think that it could be because we generally see generosity as weakness, and if that is the case then this is a larger problem than a N100 tip.


PS. In unrelated news, it seems that Yar'adua's miracle cure was actually a kidney transplant. It's nice to know that A) he is no longer a dialysis patient, and B) standard medical procedures are miracles from God.

PPS. Before the transplant the honorable governor was giving out free dialysis in his state, I wonder if that continued after he was miraculously cured.

Intro

So we're back!! No need for much set up. Though the enthusiasm at this first night at the Guiness Stand should be excused.

Return To Camp (Day 7)
Getting into camp was suprisingly easy. Rocked up at like 3, one of the guys in my hostel room was doing security at the gat and he just let me walk on in. Everyone told me how lucky I was to miss the two hour lecture on whatever. Didn't miss the marching drills though. Two hours of that and I am beginning to wonder why I came back to camp. So for those that want an active social life in camp the guiness stand is where its at. DJ, beer and babes; a combination that's very hard to beat. In keeping with the rest of lagos, guys better be prepared to spend some dough. Not only to splurge on babes, but to buy a drink or two from your drill instructors. The playlist is pretty much what you'd expect and the girls come to rock. Basically guys have two objectives; find a girl for a quick run in camp (go find a bush or a wall) or you can decide to cool it and plan for after camp. Well there is always settling for quick quavs where body face.

Unnecessary Qualification
Well I forgot to add the parade ground, which was weird cos that was the main spot for on camp sturves. Though people claimed that they were renting out matresses at the unfinished building behind the dining hall. You know how that goes, no one went personally but a friend of a friend was a frequent customer. Oh and in an aside, the drill instructor is known as a man 'o' war and with the number of people buying them drinks it was a wonder how they oversaw runs in the morning.

We Nigerians love to argue. Hell, you don't even need two nigerians, we are quite happy to argue with ourselves. We also subscribe to the louder is better school of argument. You could have the most well reasoned argument, but if you a'int yellin' we ain't carin'. Being able to defend your views is also not important cos we are too busy waiting for you to stop talking so we can say our own. Forget about listening to what you actually have to say. So what you get is the talking points style of debate that you have in American politics. A presents his strategy, B says he disagrees with A, gives no reasons, and then presents his own strategy. If you actually take a look at practically any blog argument and that is the way it runs. For example if you say homosexuality is wrong for X, Y reasons most of the posts against you will be of the "you bigot", or "you don't know enough" variety. They will not be of the "well X is wrong, or Y is wrong and so you are wrong" variety. This is just an example so don't wallpaper my blog with "you are homophobic" comments.

I started thinking about this thanks to the fuel scarcity that is currently afflicting Naij. I couldn't go out and so I was surfing. I came across this nairaland thread that read "Premarital Sex is not Fornication" Now curious to see how the starter was going to justify that, I took a look (yeah I know, I like a good sex argument just like the rest of y'all). Her point was that since the word fornication as it is used in the Bible meant visiting prostitutes and basically having a lot of non-meaningful sex and so a commited pre-marital relationship which involves sex is not fornication and thus is not sin. Now this argument is about grammar, but you would not know if from reading the posts on this thread. I mean they came at this babe like she was the second coming of Jezebel, trying to bury her under an avalanche of bible quotes. Only one guy actually tried to address the issue, and neither of his "points" actually worked.

Dude was like "don't you know that the word "quick" used to mean live and so words can change over time." He basically was proving her point, but he didn't seem to realize it. Here is why, Shakespeare coined the "quick and the dead" thing, and so when you are reading Shakespeare you read "quick" as he understood it and not as what you understand it to mean today. By those lights Trini girl, (I think her name was) was right. His second point was even worse, he provided a bunch of definitions for the word fornication and it meant exactly what the girl said it meant. How this was supposed to prove her wrong I had no idea.

So if you cannot disprove the message, the messenger becomes fair game. So she became a slut that was looking to justify her fornication any way she could. Just like someone who opposes homosexuality for religious reasons is a homophobe looking to justify his hate. Now both of these might be true, but I don't see how it affects the validity of their arguments. I honestly think it is a part of it is a laziness thing: I cannot be bothered to try and convince you and so to convince myself that I am not lazy, I will convince myself that you are not worth convincing (if olawunmi reads this I dare him to say this one five times). Which is what works in today's world, after all character assasination is popular with both politicians and defense attorneys.

Another part is that people generally are not happy with grays. They like absolutes and get all defensive when situations that attack those absolutes. So what people do is try to change the scope of the argument for example, shoot the messenger. I personally think that the gray is what makes life interesting, but a lot of people I've met tend not to agree. I think this cos there are so many liberals and conservatives in the world. I mean how can you be liberal or conservative about everything? I don't get that. I think I have ranted enough but I will leave you with two scenarios to ponder over.

Scenario 1:
A man is stranded on a desert island with no way of escape. He has no food or water and has no means of getting any. He does however have a sharp knife. Is it immoral for him kill himself ?

Scenario 2:
A man has information that can stop an imminent terrorist threat. The only way for you to get the information is to torture it out of him. There is no other way to get the information in the timeframe and you know he will crack under torture. Is it immoral to torture him?


PS: In the interests of full disclosure, I came up with the first but read the second somewhere (can't properly source it)

You have to admit, that it is a pretty cool title.

Anyway so my car was due for servicing and I duly took a road side mechanic. After checking the oil, he called the other mechanics to see the wonder of an engine with no oil that actually had not knocked. I checked the oil, but I could never be bothered to wipe the guage thing and as such the oil that dried on the thing made me think that there was oil. So for not bothering to take a minute to find a cloth to wipe the thing almost cost me my engine: See, Stupid. Oh and in order to prevent the possibility of knocking I had to buy engine oil that was 4 times the price of the one that would have gone into a car that old.

So now when I went to buy said expensive oil and the filter, one of the mechanics siphoned the fuel in my car. It was a quarter tank, that was worth a grand at most (or maybe two in these times of fuel scarcity). Now if I choose not to go to that mechanic again he would lose more than the one grand. See, Stupid.

Both of these cases are not about enlightened self-interest they are about simple self-interest. Standard "cut your nose off" territory. Things that if you thought about it at all you wouldn't do. The only saving grace from dying by embarassement at one's own stupidity is that some other people do dumber things than you do. Though in the two examples above mine stands head and shoulders above the mechanic's. So if you are moved to comment, I dare you to try and prove that you can beat my stupidity.

Oh and one last thing, I heard a saying once that ran something like this; the biggest argument against democracy is the people you give the vote to. It's nice to know that Nigerian politicians have fully emraced this view.

This post is NEPA's fault. The generator in the building where I work is acting up and as such we were reliant on NEPA for electricity. As a result no work took place from 2pm until the time we were legally contracted to be present for (5pm). So I wasn't in a meeting for a deal I was working on and went to talk to one of the people that was involved and I heard him and another co-worker talking. They used to go to the same church and she moved after she got married. So sensing the possibility of an argument and being jobless I asked her how she and her husband decided what church they would attend. Obviously the answer was that he decided. Now this started an argument about the right way to make this decision and with me fueling the fire it eventually involved almost everyone in the office and moved to decision making in general and who should be the final arbiter in a marriage. Now this is the conclusion we came to: if you are not a Christian (well the bible being the basis for ur live definition not that ur born a christian one) , there is no reason for the man to have the last word, but if u r one then the man has to be the final arbiter cos assuming you grant that religion is logical then that is the only logical reason why men should be the primary decision makers. So what do you think?

Thanks to a couple comments on my blog and ONB’s diatribe against her ex-friend Kwame, I have decided to write this. Basically the central premise girls operate under is that they think they are slick. I’ve come to this conclusion based on the fact that girls tend to gloat about not paying for stuff (especially when she’s not attracted to the dude doing the paying) and about what guys have done for them. As a result it leads to girls taking the piss (y’all know u do, so don’t even front). Now here is what is really funny, girls take the piss cos guys let ‘em take the piss. Case in point, you roll to pick up a girl and u wait for two hours. The girl has no problem letting you wait for two hours especially if she’s not feeling your sturves, but you carry your big head to wait for two hours. Now the guy gets mad, and the girl gets mad at the guy for being mad at her. Now if the guy had sparked and left, he has shown he is pissed and the girl (generally, as some of y’all are trifling) doesn’t get mad.


In the whole dating or mating thing girls have the initial advantage cos as Chris Rock said practically “every guy they’ve met since they were 13 has been trying to f**k ‘em.” So the way girls respond to this is to make these guys jump through hoops. Girls have actually brainwashed us horny guys into thinking that jumping through hoops is actually a rational thing to do. This is where the “mugu effect” comes in. Jumping through hoops is acceptable up until a certain point, and passing that point exposes you to ridicule. Now there are two ways you learn where the boundaries are; experience ‘em, or learn ‘em. For example: buying a girl dinner is acceptable, but buying a girl (the only one you asked out) and a couple of her friends (who just showed up)dinner is the act of a mugu. Now the reason why the “mugu effect” is commonplace is that in this as in life experience is the best teacher. Take ONB’s ex friend I doubt he will ever wait for a girl for an hour.


Now for the advanced class, the mugu effect is relative. That is, it is graded on a curve. For some babes 65% is an A and doing more than that makes you a mugu and for other babes it is 95%. Now just like in college there are always people that try to mess up the curves. So I am advising all guys who have either blocked the babe or are planning to block her after to bitch ‘em out cos it spoils the fun for everyone else.


The only way for guys not to be mugu’s is basically for them not to block babes that are not attracted to them. Now guys ability to pick girls that are attracted to them is just like their ability to pick stocks that are going to rise. Basically they might as well let a monkey pick and they will probably do as well. Now just like with good stock trading you have to know when to cut your losses. If you don’t you become a mugu. So I suppose that in the end girls are actually doing guys a favor, cos as the saying goes “the best way to learn that fire is dangerous is to get burned.”

PS. I was going to add a cartoon that showed a guy calling a babe as they were gisting to check if the number was real but blogger is not letting me. So enjoy the mental image.

Intro

Aiight y'all sunday corper is back for the 2007, and as always appears on monday. I will strive to keep it coming but you know how resolutions go. Aiight, this is about the last day of registration for me, and it is also about leaving camp. So those of you who attempt to leave camp if you serve might want to take a browse through. Well let's get cracking.

Leaving with Whites (Day 5)
Today was the last official day of registration for me. I'm officially done, having queued up for hours to finally get my kit. We also got to hear from our commandant about behavior that would and wouldn't be tolerated on camp. I think the only one of them that most people plan to observe is the one about no guys in girls' hostel and vice versa. Judging by the numer of people crossing the "point of no return" and making their way to the gate, the not-leaving camp rule seems to be observed more in the breach than in the adherence. Since I'm currently at home I probably should not point fingers. I plan to go back on Mon missing only 1 day of camp as I left at 10 on Sat despite the rocking party going on in the Guiness Hall. While us late comers were focused on registration the early birds had been partying non stop stince thursday. So if you plan to stay in camp and want to get a head start on blocking babes, u might want to consider coming early despite my official advice. Oh and one last thing you should bring some mufti as it is a lot easier to get out of camp if you don't look like a bloody corper.

Unnecessary Qualification
Alright the first thing is that the name of the joint is actually Guiness Stand as opposed to Guiness Hall, and since all i had done is line up and pass out i actually did not know. I also did not give any hints about how to leave camp cos it should be self explanatory. Oh and as you can see I got my kit on the fifth day of camp but I never actually wore those bloody khakis until I had to be on duty about a week later cos I just told everyone who asked that I never got it and my number was high enough that they thought I was one of the few people who hadn't gotten kits yet. So if it is important to you not to wear khaki, don't say I never gave you nothing.

Take a walk through Establishment (London night club) on a Saturday Night and count the number of girls over 25. It is unlikely that you will get to use your toes to keep count. There are more guys in that age range but then again they are guys. The most common reason given is that "Estabs is a juvie zone." Now contrast this with chibs post on what happened to some of these same "nuppies" (if this word sticks I get bragging rights) when they went to a party and a DJ was playing naij music. So in the interests of not being stuck in a "juvie zone" these nuppies are giving up their rights to dance makossa to "Why Me." So they will go to Pangea or Eclipse, or whatever and listen to hip-pop and current hits all the while wishing for "my name is Ikechukwuuu" (i just luv that song). So I don't think it is just the "juvie thing" cos if it was all those promoters that tried to start naija nights catering to those age groups would not have failed (Quo Vadis anyone?) I've also heard the argument that younger nigerians abroad are "more naija" than the older ones, but I also don't think that is it cos most of them have mainly nigerian friends. It could be the whole "have to hang out with work people to show I am a good team player" thing but that is pretty thin (see comment about mainly nigerian friends). Since I cannot think of a logical reason that explains this phenomenon, I am just going to say that all these nuppies are forming and leave it at that. What do you think?

I’ve been thinking about this for a while but it really crystallized when I read daddy’s girl’s post on what else has been going down in naij over break apart from parties, clubbing, weddings and what not. I knew about both issues that she mentioned when I posted about Saga VII’s retarded name, but for me and for most bloggers who said anything about naij over break it was more important to keep it light. Now is the reason we kept it light because we are elitist scum who only care about being seen at bacchus lounge or la casa, or is it because we would go crazy if we carried everything that was going on around all the time and so are trying to protect ourselves? Though I suppose one could argue the fact that: the plight of most Nigerians can drive one to tears is no reason to spend their monthly salary in one night out in V/I. But to be honest Nigeria breaks your heart. The country is riddled with the wreckage of good intentions. People with plans to “do something” end up as cautionary tales where we come from.

So a lot of people just focus on keeping their heads down and making their money, and that’s the model a lot of us in our twenties and early thirties got from our parents. Some people flaunt it, and they are generally loud enough to drown out the rest who don’t but I don’t think they are representative of the whole or even the majority; it just seems that way. Now here is what I think (and I may be naïve) when most people go out buy nice cars, build/buy/rent nice houses, and go to expensive bar/clubs/restaurants they are not doing it to show off, but because they can (afford ‘em that is). I suppose it is a fine distinction especially when a significant portion of the wealth in this country does not come with a ready (legal) explanation, and more importantly where 70% or 50% of the inhabitants of this country are below the poverty line, but it is the difference between someone who is a complete tosser and someone who just happens to have dough. After all how many families in Nigeria are more than three generations removed from the villages so there really isn’t any such thing as old money in this country.

Anyway back to the topic, a lot of Nigerians are giving back to the community either through churches, mosques, NGOs or personally, but because the scope of the problem is so huge they are not seen to be making a dent. The same person that would drive past a hundred beggars in his five series can be supporting a school for a thousand students. One does not preclude the other. The same kids who would think nothing of dropping twenty large at a club can raise a half million for charity. One can go on listing the intersections of charity and indifference that make up Nigerians today, but I think you get the picture. I suppose I am trying to say that affluent people don’t segregate cos they don’t care, but because if they care all the time they wouldn’t be able to deal cos the problem is too big for anyone person to solve.

Now I think like most things this is probably somewhere in the middle, but I would like to know which characterization rings more true to you; rich people in Nigeria are “people who live in a bubble cause they can’t or won’t deal” or “people who are doing the best they can”