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Five Random Issues

Here are seven random issues that are burning on my mind at present that I need to unburden my self of.

1. Mandela's Passing
Mandela no doubt was a great man, much bandwidth has been expended in extolling his numerous virtues; forgiveness, humility, sacrifice and so on. Arguably he was the greatest man of his century who has shown us a great example in the aforementioned virtues. May his soul rest in peace, and may the world learn and be inspired by his life.

2. Mandela's Passing II : South Africa's Perceived Ingratitude To Nigeria
I am reading and I have observed many Nigerians (myself included) suspect that South Africans have forgotten or chosen to ignore the role Nigeria played in bringing down apartheid. I don't know but I also suspect that RSA has also been feeling it is out of the league common Africa. Well, they are free to feel what they want to feel, what Nigeria has done for them cannot be wished away, they ignoring it doesn't change that fact. It is also time we Nigerians stop expecting gratitude for acts done decades ago.

3. Climate change and the Harmattan
Normally at this time of the year, the weather will be so cool, you'd have to shut your windows to sleep. This year the reverse is the case. It is so hot I leave the windows wide open. I think its a sign of climate change fa, the way its hot like this now especially in Lafia, I earnestly pray Harmattan comes.

4. Affordable Internet Data Bundles
I have been musing since the false alarm rose that my Indian data provider would be withdrawing the service I enjoyed. Thankfully it was just a rumor. Beyond that I think we as a country are shortchanged when it comes to internet service provision. NCC should do something please. The network in Nigeria that is able to give 5gb of data for N1500 will reap a bumper harvest of customers.

5. Nepa
Nepa/PHCN/TEM/whatever-they-are-now-called sucks. Need I say more?

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