It has been a millenia since I was last on these writing streets. Buhari did a hell of a thing, Tinubu is doing a hell of a thing. Many people are moving to the north pole in search of better lives. Lass Lass when -30 degrees hits your soul, you will remember that summer never really ends in Naija. Yes I still use Apple Music. I know I should port to spotify but excuses.
The last time I wrote on this blog was May 2020, happy new year people!!! 2020 was a heck of a year. Seems 2021 is picking up where 2020 left but with the added bonus of there being a vaccine or vaccines. Hope you’re doing well and your loved ones are too. Here’s hoping 2021 serves a better main course.
I like stoner comedies even way back as a kid. Half Baked, Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle, Clerks. So the other I tweeted the following, re-read it and it kind of cracked me up.
She calls me puddin’ like Harley Quinn does The Joker and I have to say I love it. Weird, maybe because I can recognize the inner anarchist, crown prince of crime, revolutionary, greater good Ra’s Al-Ghul/Killmonger in me, the bipolar angel/demon kept under control, maybe I have just met someone that has seen the layers and knows somewhere in there is just a guy trying his best. On certain days, next to the phrase “mad o”, you will see our faces! She asked me for a story yesterday and I came up with what follows, I just spoke what came to mind, yikes!
Every day my people dey inside bus Every day my people dey inside bus Forty-nine sitting, ninety-nine standing Them go pack themselves in like sardine Them dey faint, them dey wake like cock Them go reach house, water no dey Them go reach bed, power no dey Them go reach road, go-slow go come Them go reach road, police go slap Them go reach road, army go whip Them go look pocket, money no dey Them go reach work, query ready”
– Fela Anikulapo Kuti from the Song “Shuffering and Shmiling” (1978)