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This is how far having irresponsible leaders can go in pushing people with weak resistance and lack of discipline on wants to any level. Still, hard work and determination pay. There are millions of people who are living in a more critical state (financially). Yet, they hold that crime is no noble option. Rest in peace. May your child modestly achieve great feats in life. |
In any ideal nation of the world, it is always a noticeable and remarkable attribute of any political aspirant, especially for the office of the Presidency, to be an articulate individual with the ability to intelligently answer questions on topical national or international issues. The American people must have been conscious of something - that words are products of thoughts and that to a great extent, words determine actions. If that was a guess, they were never wrong. Lincoln, Kennedy and Obama are examples of what such a consciousness births, but only in an ideal nation. The stage is set, they are here again! You have seen them, in person, or on the television screen or on their glossy and catchy banners. Some of us have heard them, either directly or through other media. You know them - the public servants who would rather die than not serve you. People in whose hands politics has become a lucrative business and ancestral heritage. Here is the season of promises - I will build bridges in your toilets, you deserve tarred roads in your chalets, and your son must study law in Harvard. Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you to this crucial moment. The last few weeks in Nigeria have not been quite different from the others. No, the bad roads remain and the good ones are still motorable. People still win generating sets as prizes for paying electricity bills regularly. The third mainland bridge? It is still there. Then there is the unusual harmattan. No, I leave that for Earthfile on Channels. Let us review the pre-election movies with our primary concentration on the campaigns of the two most famous sides: PDP (the Democrats) and APC (the Change Makers). To an extent, Nigerians have been informed of the plans both sides intend to build on if elected. In fact, the two sides, by a way of allusion also informed us of the fates that will befall us if they are not elected. One side promised a parallel government while the other assured us that the 54 years old nation would be forced to become an Islamic nation by the opponent. Whichever way, the event will unfold itself, but before it does, shall we jointly access our leaders of tomorrow? I have listened to the Presidential aspirants of both parties on their agenda at least four times each. I saw their rallies at Lagos, Rivers, Osun, Oyo, Bayelsa, Ogun, Calabar etc. The two sides said a lot, but one thing was common: the inability to say anything. If you think that the Democrats have said anything tangible, it is because you are already used to an irresponsible government. If you think the Change makers have addressed the issues, it is because you are so desperate for change that your lack of choice left you at that corner. Now, calm down and consider the many problems facing this nation in the areas of power, health, roads, education, security and economy. If you are still unable to see it right, let me use a simple illustration. Nigeria is a 54 years old business enterprise that belongs to your family. You took over from your old father as a Director. It has been managed for 6 years the same way President Jonathan managed Nigeria. Now, the manager you appointed 6 years back wants to account. Consider the gains, losses, amounts unaccounted for, the record of fraud and mismanagement, the developments, the wrong business plans, the wrong investments, the laudable ones, what the manager promised to achieve before he was appointed and what he is saying now. Consider everything a good business man must consider. Keep your assessment sheet. Now, consider an intending manager insisting that whatever your assessment and decision about the incumbent manager is, he can do better. Take General Buhari's agenda in the few states he has spoken as the proposed business plans of the intending manager. Do not forget that the intending manager once ran the same firm for your father. Consider the confirmed things your father and his friends told you about him. Do not forget how his managerial task came to an end then. Something tells me, you can submit your assessment to your inner self. Hey! Stop writing. Let us proceed. From my assessment, President Jonathan's agenda is bereft of something. That thing makes him appear like a man who cannot afford this country her goal. After 6 years, all President Jonathan could mount the campaign podium to tell Nigerians is “if elected, I will..." What happened to "in the past years, I...?" Has he admitted that the remnant of his late Oga's tenure and his first term were nothing to sing and dance home about? What made him conclude that stealing is not corruption? What happened to the Alameseghia, Lawani and Oduah's cases? What about the $20billion NNPC fund? Has the battle against terrorism been lost? What is happening with our Chibok sisters? Why is he avoiding Chibok? Why can't he just score points with what he has done? What happened to the promise of stable power supply he made in 2011? Why is the President promising not to build jails? Why did he say he won't even maintain the existing ones? Whether by commission or omission, some people will go to jail. Is Mr. President saying the commission of crime will no longer be punished? By saying he won't maintain the existing ones, is he saying those in jails do not deserve a humane treatment? For General Buhari, the need to tell Nigerians the reason he should be elected still stands. We can play politics, but not with our future and that of generations unborn. The need for change at all cost seems to make us forget the one question the General must answer. That he fought corruption then does not necessarily mean he will fight it again. How do we justify the public vested incorruptible nature of General Buhari, especially in relation to his new friends? Of all types of insanity, political madness is the most difficult to be cured of. Are we just to believe that General Buhari's new companions have been cured of the penchant for siphoning public funds? Is General Buhari telling us they would face the consequence if they are caught? Is it true that his only mission is to have his pound of flesh for being overthrown by General Babangida? Why is he not coming out clean on his certificate scandal? Yes, the certificate may have nothing to do with being a good leader but there is a minimum academic requirement for anyone vying for the number one seat. Is it true that he is having health issues? If yes, what plan does he have to ensure it doesn't jeopardize the interest of the nation if he eventually emerges winner? How is he managing it? Something does not just connect in General Buhari's camp. To both sides, why don't they consider our tertiary institutions for their campaigns? Are students less important or not politically relevant? Won't we be affected by the policies they will make? I may be a neophyte in the politics of the bigger Nigeria, but I am not ignorant of some political gimmicks. Actively or passively, the last 6 years of my life were not without a great deal of politics. I have found myself either appointed or elected to at least two offices in a year. I know how good it is to stand before one's political friends. I know how weak the knees might be when you face your political "enemies" and also the mixed feelings that come with standing to be assessed by both. To emerge victor, I had to speak more, I wrote more, I listened well, my level of humility increased, we did political permutations, there were night meetings and strategies were put in place. I remember I had to answer some odd questions and I had to account for many things, even my life outside politics. You know how it feels when after a well presented manifesto the only question someone could ask was "is it true that you only enter the library to see girls?" Politics is just like that. It is not different from what is obtainable in the bigger society; it is just that the one at our level is on a smaller scale. Talk about political assassination, it is done too at our level, only that here, it is about assassination of character. Despite that, we all ensured that we addressed the relevant issues with logic and practicability. This is missing out in the campaign of both Presidential aspirants. In recent times, I have met people whose basis of support is just on the religion of the candidate. As a matter of fact, I have a friend who, whether by mistake or choice, believes that Jonathan has been endorsed by Nigerian churches, youths, women and must win at all cost. I made him realize nothing of such will happen in a sane society because while religion thrives in dogma, politics is about probity and choice. In his fury, he told me to google the Abuja Declaration of 1989 and I replied that I have known enough Declarations to be a good citizen, a responsible father, a loving husband, an amazing son, an efficient employee and a modest Christian, any other Declaration I do not know is not worth knowing. It is too dangerous to make a choice again on the religion of President Jonathan or the change slogan of General Buhari. Our choice should come from their answers to the pertinent questions. Well meaning Nigerians have questions that President Jonathan and General Buhari must answer. We crave for a chance to meet the duo and engage them without fear or bias. The Democrat has not told us why he should remain and the Change maker is yet to tell us why he should be put there. The 2015 general election is a politics of questions if we want a change that will also be democratic. |
Have you ever thought about the cause of the national dilemma? I mean, why do we suffer what we suffer? Why is being a Nigerian is a "crime?"What are the reasons for corruption? Why does unemployment pervade the youth population? What is the cause of poverty? You know it? No! Don't say that again. It is not the Government. For the purpose of this piece, the problem lies with you, the apparitions of pastors and imams in your places of worship, your unfair teachers and some insensitive parents. Life is unfair, but even more so if you are born in Nigeria. The problems are so many that one cannot help but think that his being a Nigerian is a punishment for an offence. The situation is so dire that even places that should be known for their pious nature, motivating objectives and decorum have turned out to be the opposite. Chinua Achebe of blessed memory once said that Nigeria is a place where nothing works. I agree with a slight modification - Nigeria is a place where nothing is made to work. Even in death, rest is not guaranteed in Nigeria, your tomb or body can be tampered with. In spite of the open condemnation of abuse of all kinds, people - especially children –increasingly suffer abuse. These leaders of tomorrow grow up with this anomaly and eventually into sadists. Let us collectively review a common trend. A kid, of less than 10 years, has to go to school before 8:00 am every morning, the regular class ends by 2 pm. Then from 2:30 pm to 4:30 pm he must wait behind for school lesson. That is not the end, he will get home, tired and helpless only to meet his private teacher waiting to tutor him from 5 pm to 6:30 pm or 7 pm. After which there will be assignments for him to do before going to bed. The next day, he must wake up before 6:00 am. His parents would brave the never ending traffic congestion to drop him at school. Is that proper upbringing? No, it is abuse remixed! Where is the space for self discovery? Where is the chance to learn that the demands of this world transcend school works and the mental pressure to excel? Did you notice there was hardly time for the kid to discuss with his parents? The hidden truth is that most children spend longer hours at work than even their parents. That is a form of abuse we don't avert our minds to. Have you ever been a victim of serious flogging where soft words and simple discourse would have sufficed? That is the habit typical of some Nigerian teachers, especially in the public schools. It has become a celebrated trend such that some teachers are contracted solely to inflict physical pain. They are celebrities when cane handling and thorough bashing are involved. When a child grows in such a hostile environment, it becomes difficult for him to develop a sense of responsibility. As he has been made to understand that force must be applied in doing anything, he lacks the ability to channel his thoughts to create solutions that will foster unity when problem comes. I witnessed a scenario where the result of a mathematics test was released; the highest mark obtainable was 20. The teacher entered the class with dozens of canes and stood in the presence of the visibly frightened students. After they'd all checked their scores, the teacher said "if you scored 20, sit down." None of them did, he flogged them round and went back to the front, "if you scored 19, sit down." Two did, again he flogged the others round. He repeated this till only one boy who had 2 was left standing. By then, the boy had taken nothing less than 18 strokes of the "beater's" cane. Does study not depend on the goodwill of the student? Can that goodwill be achieved by force, threat or intimidation? Why is our searchlight on abuse not directed towards this act? On several occasions, I have met people who narrated their ordeals in the hands of some teachers and this gave me the impression that going to school is where they got it wrong. To every general rule, must Nigerians be a negative exception? An average Nigerian teacher at any level believes that academic excellence is achieved through addictive reading. Quote me, it is not. It is achieved through a mindset that is psychologically fit enough to ignore several unpleasant elements to grab the information of the moment and apply same. No amount of beating can create that psychological fitness. If it does, it won't last. Before you beat that boy for scoring the least mark in your test, why don't you understand what he is passing through? Did he leave home on an empty stomach? Did he witness any altercation between his parents before leaving home? Is your style of teaching fair to the academically less fortunate in the class? Is he confused by the trends of anomalies seen everywhere? Have you simply explained technical information to non-technical individuals in your class? Is he cut out for something easier than your imposition? Does he see the world through different lenses? Ask, do not flog. There is more to the elementary science you are desperate to let him understand. That he is unable to grab that topic fast does not mean he won't lead the class in another. A teacher knows this; those in the habit of child abuse do not. A teacher once got so mad at one student who had 14 marks out of the 80 obtainable in an exam that he lamented in Yoruba "maa pa e loni, e bami wa egba!" (I will kill you today, someone should get me a cane). He did not kill the boy but he made sure the boy saw hell. If I were that boy, I won't assume a Nigerian teacher can't kill through beating. I would run away and never return to that torturing institution called school. Abuse could not have been something bigger than that. I have observed that most Nigerian educational institutions - primary to tertiary - are only concerned about churning out academic graduates and good students. They are not in the business of producing graduates with the understanding of the basic rules of life and principles of responsibility. They produce outstanding students in law, engineering, accounting, philosophy, medicine, history and other fields. Yet, most of these outstanding students become national worries because they are finding it hard to be responsible citizens. The point is we've had enough outstanding students - some doing good for themselves and others adding more to the problems of the nation. We need outstanding personalities. This extends beyond knowing the whole of modern Biology offhand, getting acquainted with all mathematical formulae or mastering the entire rules of concord. Good citizenship demands more than that. This cannot be achieved in the type of academic environments illustrated above where knowledge is acquired in the hard ways without minding what could become of such forceful learning. Few days back, I came across the lamentation of a friend on Facebook. He was enraged by the treatment he got at the Central mosque in Ilorin all because he wanted to worship his Creator. My friend was neither drunk nor dressed in a manner worthy of being a security concern, but he was not allowed to enter the mosque. In his account, a Senator arrived after him and all the gates were opened while he and other "ordinary" men were eventually left with no choice but to observe their Jumaat (Friday prayer) on the road outside the mosque. I do not know if the Chief Imam or anyone in charge authorized that or were made aware of it, but it tells of the abuse common men suffer everywhere. I may not know much about the life of Prophet Muhammed (S.A.W), but with the little I have read about him, I can say inequality is a vice he detested and strongly condemned till His death. How come we want to further his mission through inequality? La ilaha illallah... A couple of days later, another friend through the same medium related her observation at a Redeemed Church. This time, a man who was staggering to enter the church was pushed away by a woman at the entrance. Again, he struggled to rise, maybe drunk or weak, I do not know but he still got pushed and he fell. I inferred that the man in question may not have known anything, but he was certain that he needed to enter the church- he needed that moment with God. My friend proceeded to the market on her mission. The disturbing part was that, on her return she saw the man denied access to God sitting beside the church and weeping uncontrollably. Was the gathering not meant to celebrate the Jesus known as the "friend of sinners?" Was it not the same Jesus that ate at Zacchaeus' place? Was Jesus not the man that pardoned a prostitute? Even at death, He ensured that the thief at the right hand saw salvation. What a friend we have in Jesus, what a fate the man suffered in trying to meet Him! Our parents as the presidents in our homes, should create enabling environments for their children to develop good interpersonal skills, sense of diplomacy, high self esteem, mutual respect and honesty. Most parents have failed in this duty; they are as bad as the government of the day. Our teachers are the governors in the schools; they should know the concerns of each student and ensure there is fairness in the distribution of intellectual wealth. Most teachers have failed in this duty; they beat pupils and students, insult their reasoning and create inequality by licking the boots of the children of those with better social status. A place of worship should be a sanctuary for all persons who seek God – the poor, the weak, the tempted, the worried, the sick and the repentant. There is where their strength waits. Today, our religious places make the poor poorer, the weak at heart get weaker, temptations abound and worries keep growing. The keepers of faith and religion have failed in power. They have abandoned their primary calling for worldly missions. In fact, a church recently asked people to pay before they can enter and pray to the Lord that supposedly receives anybody regardless of status. The government may build roads, they cannot build our individual character, the government may maintain railways, they cannot maintain our attitudes to the next man, the government may provide free education, they cannot guarantee knowledge, there may be enough health facilities but without a healthy relationship and sense of responsibility, all is a waste. Attitude is the key; our lack of a positive attitude is the problem. As long as most of us, if not all, will go through some or all these forms of abuse in life, national danger looms. The products of today's anomalies are the presidents, governors, senators, clerics, judges, legislators, teachers, parents and common men of tomorrow. By then, what will they offer since one can't give what he does not have? |
[quote author=blaze2cool post=29891178][/quote]It is indeed worrisome. That is the dividend of how low our society has gone as a product of the numerous unpleasant things we come across everyday. However, I think that your point would still be well made without reference to the issue of religion-Muslims are violent or Christians are wicked thing. You should not attempt to condemn evil by technically fanning the embers of war. Some people are just "too" sensitive to such reference. Between, I do not see the relevance of making reference to our religions in the post. Peace. |
Rareantagonist:Are people like this still existing in Nigeria? There is only one way to saying or writing something worthwhile-listening or reading oneself. A person without an iota of education knows such policy is impracticable in a nation like Nigeria. |
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MuguliciousMUGU:Hi friend. Did you read the post in the first place? If yes, I think that saying "Dickson can never stop Jonathan" was not necessary. He is in Jonathan's party and he is for him. |
kidwave:Dear OP, constitutionally, that is all it takes (academically) to be a President in Nigeria. Minimum of that. So, he has it. |
krall:The socks part was not too good. You should have opted for a pair of shoes. |
...The true account of a dreamer who refused to sleep. "Again, they would insult us; they would say all sort of things about your late father, they would make reference to your elder brother who followed the tomato wagon to the city at age 14 and never returned. They would remember how Nnenna, your younger sister died of a mysterious illness because hunger made her eat the food left for Ngoala, the god of anger, at the shrine. Your colleagues would mock your tattered shirt, they would laugh at the numerous stitches I made on the holes on your shorts. Look at your shoes; they were the prize your brother won as the school’s best athlete before his dreams got shattered. You wore the shoes last year and the year before; the shoes were too big for you but for the rags we stuffed inside them to make them firm. Now, wearing it is like dipping one's leg in a container of broken bottles. They are too tight and uncomfortable for you. Ikenna, you don't need to complain, I am your mother and I feel it. Please save me from this mess. Do not go for that exam, they would chase you like a dog. They chased your brother on a day like this because he could not pay." She pleaded in a shaky voice before her son with teary eyes. Visibly disturbed by his mother's ocean of tears that was about to erode the nest of determination he had woven on his frayed mat over the night, Ikenna moved closer to his mother and knelt before her. For a moment, his gaze strayed towards the assembly of palm trees by the side of the dusty road taken by the wagon that zoomed away with his brother hiding in it, then back to his mother. Right in her eyes, 15 year - old Ikenna saw many reasons never to quit but why did it seem Mama's words betrayed what he saw? After several minutes of deep thought, he had this message for his mother: "Nne, seeing me as a boy of 15 this moment will cause more havoc than good. The only good may be that you would be compelled by your desire to have me bound by anything you say like I have been for 15 good years. That good is fleeting, it will surely birth an ancestral evil - the inevitable conclusion that our lineage is married to failure. If you insist, I will get back into this hut and wait patiently for death to kill the bigger man in me, but before then I plead that you hear me out. “Nne, papa's greatest wish was to see us become men but he never got to see that. Something tells me that he wished for us to be more than men with the ability to carry spear and hunt down tigers and wolves. After all, he sold the bicycle he laboured all his life to buy in a bid to sponsor Ibe to school. Mama, when Ibe followed the wagon to the city, he did not want to hunt wolves. I may not have been aware of his reasons, but I am sure they did’t include a hunting spree. There are enough wolves and tigers here. “Nne, you said things would be said about my late father if I go for this exam? Is that why I should grow to be a dead man living just because I can't live my dream? You mentioned that they would refer to Ibe's unknown destination? You want my brother's fate to truncate my zeal? You believe in Ngoala, the god of fury? How many deaths will it take till we know that an enlightened mind is all we need to stop appeasing gods at the expense of our health? Yes, my colleagues will mock my tattered shirt like they always do but don't you see the hidden prospect hiding under this tattered shirt? Ibe won the pair of shoes as a prize, I am wearing it. Mama, let me win a prize that can be a path for generations to walk. People keep telling us what we can't do it, why must we be cowed into accepting that? They said papa couldn't pay his debt; he was cowed into committing suicide. They said Nnenna's illness was caused by the gods, you were cowed not to touch her till death... Nne, tell me to enter and I would obey but remember, your names will be missing from the list of mothers of great men. Nne, look at me and tell me we were created to watch others perform on the platform of successful men and I would make haste to enter this hut with the dream in my heart and come out with no iota of hope." Ikenna stood still and watched his mother who kept weeping uncontrollably by the door of the dilapidating hut. Then, he heard the bell at the school and ran towards the footpath. Nne, kept staring till she could no longer see him. There was no better consent than conceding silence. Ikenna entered the school through the rattan fence and headed for the exam hall. The moment he stepped into the hall, all his colleagues went silent. Seconds later, they started forming groups to discuss the observation they made about Ikenna - his tattered shirt, his stitched shorts, the "ancestral" pair of shoes and his obvious perpetual inability to pay any fee. A few minutes later, three teachers entered and started giving out the examination materials. One thing was obvious; nobody wanted to miss the next thing. Those seated in front of Ikenna turned back to have a live account of the fate that would befall Ikenna like his brother, while those seated behind him had their eyes on the boy in expectation of the usual scene of embarrassment on anything "fee." The teacher eventually got to Ikenna and adjusted his glasses. "Ikenna, you can't write this exam! Didn't your mother tell you Ibe was sent away because he could not pay?" Ikenna stood up in an attempt to address the teacher, but like a coup well planned, the entire members of the class chorused, "Please help me, I would pay you back." That had been Ikenna’s mantra during all internal exams for 6 years . "No way!" The teacher shouted, as he pushed Ikenna through the door. Ikenna knew another noble dream would die the moment he stepped outside that hall. He knew his brother's dream of becoming a medical doctor died in the same fashion. The external invigilator entered and noticed the poor boy being pushed towards the exit door. "Hey, did he cheat?" Ikenna turned back and ran towards the external invigilator with these words "Nne is waiting by the door to hear that I won. Please pay for me, I will pay back. Ikenna is a colleague in the legal profession. He is in his twenties. He is keeping to his words because he is earnestly PAYING BACK through his sound advocacy on the rights of children and the less privileged. NOTE: this is not a fiction. I feel honoured to be chosen to write on this great young man whose determination is incredible and intimidating. The name "Ikenna" is a substitute for his real name. Please pay for somebody or pay people back positively. The world is counting on you. |
As Poets and Writers, we do not compose poetry or captivating piece by wisdom, but by a sort of genius and inspiration; we are like diviners or sorcerers who also say many fine things, but do not understand the meaning of them. As Poets and Writers, we do possess the ability to see beyond the ordinary ways of life, but that does not make us extraordinary. In fact, some of us are worse than the people that earnestly dream to be like us. As Poets and Writers, our pen is the bell that jingles like that of sincere Prophets. Through us, God speaks, nature does. We are naturally in a life time relationship with mystery; each time she sees us, she voluntarily unravels and each man picks his line but do we live our lives in conformity with our literary sermon? As Poets and Writers, we do not always render a selfless service of making people sane by condemning the societal robbers on behalf of the dregs; the truth is we do render the selfish service of expressing our thoughts so that we won't languish in the captive of inspiration... We may go insane if we hoard the lines we see each time we look at the moon or ponder on the wonders of the sun. In our effort not to go insane ourselves, the society gets sane. No, this is not taught in any class or stolen from any bank. No man by the light of nature can teach toddlers like us how to draw lines from a mere gaze at the moon. It is God in us and through us. This night, nature has turned its back against me; no sleep, no inspiration but I just must preach. Whether like brother Jero or an infant literature hero... The inability to watch injustice perform on the stage of humanity has led to the death of many good men. It will still lead to the end of many more. It will be a great honour if I am privileged to meet my Creator in such fashion. Now, we are going to sleep; some to wake and some to die... Which is better? Only Heaven knows. Just ranting... |
Clerverly:That should not call for ranting tigers and elephants. Buy it for your pay master too. The resources are there. |
Crowny1:Whao. I like that you noticed that. Silence is not really as dignified as it is thought to be, it is destructive sometimes. The more you try to ensure some things on the ground of silence, the more it destroys in the inside. |
Crowny1:Right. But did you observe that a sentence kept coming after each verse? Don't you think if not for that, the marriage would have stood the test of time? |
Crowny1:Yes. It is very popular. Please download "TO DADDY" by Dolly Parton, I saw her story from a perspective many did not see it. Let us see if you will observe it from my view. Here is a link: redmp3.ru/690375/dolly-parton-to-daddy.html |
MalcoImX:I just like it when people are this intelligent and civil. God bless you. I am no Igbo but still "humanity" comes first. Igbo, Yoruba, Hausa et al are one. I like your maturity and approach. |
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iamodenigbo1:I think that it is better to download through the name of the song. There are a lot of Country songs now and most are not as deep as the old ones. You may try one of the above and check other songs by those people. With time, we shall carefully pick the new ones that are worth paying attention to. |
coolzeal:. Welcome friend. Let us know the ones you see as your top 5. |
Hello distinguished wordsmiths. I was listening to some country songs last night and the depth of the messages they passed and the reflection gave me some convictions: 1: That country music is capable of making one a better thinker and writer if attention is paid to the contents and tone. 2: Country music is capable of influencing how one handle situations mildly and in a noble manner as its content is almost always sober and thought provoking. 3: The themes of most country songs are Love, Peace, War, Death etc. These characteristics are capable of improving the dynamism and excellence of a writer's idea. Most of these songs have inspirational tones. 4: Considering the dying culture of reading contents outside academic works, drawing inspiration from the content of these songs can bring the culture back to life. 5: This thread can also serve as a forum to analyse and explain the deep content of any country music brought forward by a member. 6: Country music promotes critical thinking which can enhance efficiency in solving some problems. 7: The tone of Country music mostly tilts towards the side of morality and religion. This may also help shape our religion and moral lives. 8: The approach of an average person on this forum to issues are not so encouraging. It reflects the less diplomatic and lack of respect towards the feeling of the other party. Though not conclusive, but this thread can improve member's level of diplomacy as it relates to addressing people and replying them. I posted this on this segment because this is where I operate basically and I think that the literature section harbours people who are more civil, decorous, intelligent and cooperative. For a start, my top 8 Country songs are: 1: Blowing in the wind by Dolly Parton 2: Rake and Rambling man by Don Williams 3: But you know that I love you by Dolly Parton 4: Gambler by Kenny Rogers 5: Silver & Gold by Dolly Parton 6: Amanda by Don Williams 7: When you were loving me by Kenny Rogers 8: To Daddy by Dolly Parton I hope the idea is not only useful but seen as worthwhile. |
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Ghyft:First, ladies are not weaker vessels. At least, most of the ones I've met are not. They are as intelligent, capable, ambitious, skilled and determined as men. Some are even better off. Gentlemen and great minds like them that way, they are the product of determination without limitation. A lady in that class won't stoop so low to tell a guy to vacate a seat or slap a guy. You can read "THE PROBLEM WITH WOMEN'S RIGHT ARGUMENT" here. I think it will shed more light. About vacating seats, read the circumstance of vacating the seat and justify that. So, ladies have the right to attend a gathering late because a man must be gentle enough to give up his seat? On the world being a ladies' world, that is not conclusive, especially when I sense you mean it in the context of "ladies can do anything and get away with it." Why don't you let us see it as our world I.e men and women? Religion, Science, Law, Philosophy or Culture won't even rule that it is a ladies' world or guys' world... "For YOU and for ME" goes the popular song. About what men do to ladies in Nigeria, I never said I was in support of violence directed at ladies. In fact, I advocate against any form of violence or disrespect towards the women folk. I believe in gender balance and equality- everybody should be as free as an eagle flies. I will still vacate my seat tomorrow if any girl should ask for it politely notwithstanding that she came late and I was first in time. Do not read with a mind riddled with bias and telling me to do my home work well is laughable. I don't write to impress, I do to express my conviction. Not too many people can read with an objective mind. Learn it; it pays. Before I forget, your moral strength that won't let you slap anyone except your younger ones is not too laudable in my opinion, I can't even slap my own younger brothers and sisters. A lot of people can't do. So, you can't be more Catholic than the Pope. Cc: Ghyft Others. |
Taylor184:. Yes friend. |
5naira:Thanks for this amazing comment sir. I wish I could reply but I don't understand the language of unintelligent people who lack the polite language to express their dissenting views. |
ShakurM:Thank you brother. It is a daunting task to comment intelligently in Nigeria. You were able to do that- not because you are in support but because you did without any iota of insult. |