The memefication of outrage is what will ensure that no matter how egregious the actions of politicians, Nigerians will, instead of reacting in any useful way, turn to memes and skits, giggling as their home burns down.
Reminds me of the timeless words of satirist Peter Cook who, at the height of the satire boom of the 60's in Britain and worried that political comedy was turning into a facetious distraction, said that Britain is "in danger of sinking, giggling into the sea".
I am Nigerian, and right now my dream is bigger than me.
Only about 4.5% of medical literature globally are represented on Black skin.
That means millions of Black patients are learning from systems that barely look like them. Medical students study diseases on skin tones that are not their own. Doctors are trained with visual references that often fail Black bodies.
That gap has consequences.
So I am deciding to build towards changing it.
I’m starting with a book.
But the larger vision is far beyond that. I want to help build software and medical visualization tools that make Black medical representation impossible to ignore.
This is not just about diversity aesthetics, this is about accuracy, education, visibility and better healthcare outcomes.
One day, I want a Black child studying medicine anywhere on earth to see themselves fully represented in what they learn.
And I believe we can build that future.
I’m totally okay with friendships that aren’t deeply personal or rather shallow. Not everyone has to be my bestie. Sometimes it’s nice to have someone to spend time with, grab food with, or simply enjoy casual company.
A mentor once told me this: Life will test you with the same challenge until you learn the lesson. The same fight in every relationship. The same burnout in every job. The same regret in every missed chance. Until you do the inner work, the outer world won’t change.
I have noticed that the people who changed my life did not try to change my life. they were simply in the room being themselves with such completeness that the completeness altered me. through proximity alone. the way a fire alters the room simply by being lit inside it.
Do you know what it takes for bandits to capture a corps member, record him being flogged, post it online, and demand ₦5 million as ransom and not a single govt official has addressed it?
For crying out loud, he’s a Corper oh.
He’s serving the country.
No words from Nysc DG.
This is connected to the death of quality television in Nigeria.
Who Wants to Be a Millionaire, Gulder Ultimate Search, Superstory etc shows that rewarded intelligence, resilience and storytelling. They shaped a generation.
Now we’ve replaced them with skits that celebrate ignorance and degeneracy and we’re surprised at the kind of people we’re platforming and celebrating?
You consume garbage long enough, you start producing it fr
Kids who grew up “academically gifted” are now anxious adults who have thousands of abandoned hobbies and spiral into self hate whenever they make basic mistakes, or they are lawyers. There is no in between ngl.
Regret is a cruel storyteller. It rewrites the past with the wisdom of the present, convinces you that you should have known better when you had no way of knowing at all.