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Those guys your mum warned you about..

Whether or not you’re a bad person, your mum still doesn’t want you to hang out with bad guys.

It was an episode of Jim Iyke’s Unscripted reality show that set off this thought.
He narrated how he was hanging out with these guys – the kind of guys your mama said if they were coming this way, go the other way..

Summarily, these guys would corrupt your good manners and make a good guy turn bad. Despite the fact that he said this himself, he was very much at home with them. A footage came up of these his friends. True to his description, they were the people you should run far away from. They lived up to Jim’s description.

It’s not difficult to imagine a scenario where a mum is talking with her son going to resume at the uni next week. She thinks her son is a naïve young gentleman going to live in a world packed full of evil people. So, she sits him down and has a heart-to-heart. She does this partly out of the fear that the bad people on campus will corrupt her son’s good manners.
The above described scenario is a common occurrence in my part of the world. It is part of the culture. You see it in the movies much as it actually happens in real life. “ranti omo eni ti iwo ishe.. (Remember the son of whom you are.)”

It sits right if the son was a good person to start with: a good person should not let bad people corrupt him.

But what if the son was a bad person to start with? What would the mother tell him now that he is leaving home for campus? Would she tell him not to move with bad people (seeing that he is a bad person himself)? Probably. Yea, she will. “Drop your bad friends my son. They will destroy you. Your going to resume at the university marks the beginning of a new phase for you. You can open a new chapter.” She would encourage him to move with the good guys – people that can influence him positively. “Ma k’egbekegbe o omo mi. Ma join cult o.”

The way I see it, she’s just as likely to tell him to roll with good guys as much as she would tell him to stay out of the way of bad people.

Now, get this.. He is a bad person just like other bad guys on campus. He has every tendency to corrupt the manners of good people that come his way – the good people whose own parents would have warned them to stay out of the path of bad guys. [I hope that so far, the story is not too twisted].

Life is seen (and lived) from the perspective of the liver #ouch. Yea, live-er. Sorry, it’s a word I coined. ie. someone who lives is a LIVER – just for the sake of this piece.
So, this guy’s mother knows he’s a bad guy. She loves him and wants him to change. She feels moving with good guys would help influence him positively. She has given no thought to the possibility of her own son corrupting the good guys she wants him to move with. Of course, the possibility of her bad son influencing the people around him is not 0. You know, someone tried proving that it is easier for a bad person to influence a good person than it is for a good person to influence a bad person. He asked, “is it easier for someone standing on a raised platform to pull someone on the ground up to where he is than it is for someone standing on the ground to pull someone on a raised platform down to his level?”

Don’t get this twisted. I’m not saying we should dread interacting with bad people like a plague. After all, they’re people just like yourself. There are many different factors that come to play here. There are all kinds of arguments that support good people actively interacting with bad people. But there are just as many arguments that scream “DO NOT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH PEOPLE THAT CARRY A POTENTIAL TO INFLUENCE YOU NEGATIVELY.” I support both arguments for different reasons.

Jesus would rather be seen around sinners and tax-collectors. He was very involved with them. He had His reasons and needless to say, they were very good reasons.

But again, “Oh, the joys of those who do not.. stand around with sinners..” It is in your interest to stay away from the path of bad people. “I would have nothing to do with them.”

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Posted by on May 24, 2013 in Uncategorized


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The Real Reason Why the Chalk Finishes Every Two Days..

The scenario is this:
She’s a primary school teacher. She teaches her pupils using a chalkboard – not a whiteboard.
All the chalk is stocked with the headmistress of the school and every teacher gets their supply of chalk from the headmistress. This quantity is meant to last the teachers a week. But this particular teacher’s supply lasts her only two days.. yea. TWO DAYS.

Why does the chalk finish? The chalk finishes because it gets used of course. As the saying goes, you can’t eat your chalk cake and have it. That answer is rational enough. It does get finished because it’s used daily. But why does it finish quick.. in just two days? That is the real question and it deserves a real answer.

Yea, there’s a lot of notes to be written on the chalk board.
That causes the chalk to finish quick.. but that’s not the real reason

Where then does all the chalk go?

When a pupil annoys Lady Teacher so much, she breaks off a little of the chalk in her hand and pelts the pupil hard in anger. This wastes chalk. But since this doesn’t happen often, it’s not sufficient to explain why the chalk finishes so quickly.

I’m going to have to refer you to the saying I quoted above:
”You can’t eat your cake and have it”
It’s not gibberish. It makes perfect sense because in this situation, CAKE = CHALK. #equationsolved




Yea, the real reason the chalk finishes every two days is that the teacher keeps drinking garri with the chalk.
That was actually a joke. Now, lemme get serious. How it happens is this:


1. When the pupils are not watching, she snacks on the chalk. She loves it better when it’s ground to powder. But it’s still OK if she has to crunch it – at least there’s something called CRUNCHY peanut butter. This happens regularly and it sure explains why the chalk finishes every two days.

2. She actually takes some of the chalk home to prepare a proper chalk meal. She says it’s really nice when eaten in the afternoon after a short nap.

To make a chalk meal, you need a lot of chalk. That explains a lot. Certainly.



That’s right. It’s a chalk meal.

Well, we’re never going to find out the real reasons why the chalk finishes in two day if Lady Teacher does not reveal how the chalk actually “goes down.” Only her – and nobody else, knows.

So, imagine the headmistress calls Lady Teacher over and tries to find out why the chalk finishes quick. Lady Teacher could be like,

“I write lots of notes on the chalkboard. I guess I kind of press the chalk too hard on the board. That’s why the chalk finishes quick. Then, I uh, I.. just kinda.. have a big hand-writing and errrmm..”

She might not necessarily be wrong saying all that. They might actually add up to make the chalk finish quick but the REAL culprit remains safely hidden.

We get nowhere when we choose not to admit the real reasons why certain issues remain unsolved.
A lot of the time, the answers are right there in our back pocket. It’s just convenient to put the readily-available answers away and “seek” answers elsewhere – answers that will never arrive – or, if they do arrive, will solve nothing.

[This story is based on an exaggerated true-life occurrence]
[And yea, people really do crave chalk and other non-nutritious stuff. Pica]

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Posted by on May 19, 2013 in Uncategorized


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Sort of dead..

Who gets sort of dead?
What does it mean to be sort of dead?


Perhaps, there is a sense in which people could actually be sort of dead.
”The living dead”, “half dead” etc. are expressions people use in everyday talk.

A patient in the final stages of full-blown AIDS could well be regarded as sort of dead. Looking from this perspective, people could be dead while living.

So much for all that

It is really very ironical to say someone is dead and alive at the same time. A doctor cannot in his right mind pronounce a patient dead while the patient is still alive just because the patient is “half dead.”

There well could be different definitions of being alive according to medical science, yea. And it could be a very interesting thing when intellectuals argue about what it means to be actually really very very ultimately absolutely irreversibly irreparably irremediably dead.

You know someone was on the electric chair.
He had been shocked to death.
The executioner had done his job and had gone home (like he had not just blazed someone off).
The dead was going to be pronounced dead by a physician.
Then he started breathing. He had come back to life.

It is difficult to define that boundary which someone crosses for us to say he is dead. But for the sake of this write-up, I choose to maintain that one cannot be living and dead at the same time. YOU ARE EITHER DEAD OR ALIVE. Ain’t no such thing as being sort of dead.

I do not think God sees people as sort of dead.
Before God, you are either dead or alive.

God does not see you as hot and cold at the same time.
You’re either hot or cold.

Since there are two extremes. Two poles with no in-betweens – Life and Death, it only makes sense to choose life. That’s because you can neither be half-alive nor half-dead.

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Posted by on May 17, 2013 in Uncategorized

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