Sayo Aluko
Bombs have been booming in the North for 5 years, and they've practically marked daily registers in the past few months. The victims, now in their uncountable, have seen death in the most-unannounced fashion, their famlies and *unlucky survivors have been made to live with the cadaveric ugliness of burying loved ones as mutilated ensembles. Just talk about getting 'accustomed' to the damage of unbridled bloodshed and the unease of unpredictable peril. How hard can that be!
Sunday, July 19, 2015
Friday, July 3, 2015
Psychiatric Poverty: The Notion of "sweet" Chicken legs
Sayo Aluko
As I walked past the sight, I tried to convince myself that I was wrong and definitely didn't see well. Curiously, I stepped back, and true to it, I saw two market women 'marketing' discardable chicken legs, I actually saw rightly.
I had thought, when did scaly, nonnutritive chicken legs become a graded commodity in this our polity? Ha! Jesu mi!
Right there, I got stuck gazing warily at yet another testament to the degree of poverty in Nigeria.
As I walked past the sight, I tried to convince myself that I was wrong and definitely didn't see well. Curiously, I stepped back, and true to it, I saw two market women 'marketing' discardable chicken legs, I actually saw rightly.
I had thought, when did scaly, nonnutritive chicken legs become a graded commodity in this our polity? Ha! Jesu mi!
Right there, I got stuck gazing warily at yet another testament to the degree of poverty in Nigeria.
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