Bitch, you’re Black *and* Nigerian. Your president is a functional vegetable who will likely rule you for another four years. You have insurgents threatening your existence in your own backyard and you can’t do fuck all about it. You wake up every day knowing that one day you may have to pay a ransom praying that your body or that of someone you love is at least recovered in time for a proper funeral. You could be dispossessed of everything you own in one sweep. Your life expectancy is shit and there is no lifeline. You are one arrest away from becoming another forgotten sheep in a broken system, one medical emergency away from becoming a dead fly. Your offspring were already in danger before ever being born.
So wherever women’s rights are being taken away, you are still doomed. Doomed as a Nigerian. Doomed as a Black man. Because wherever you go, your rights are next. You too are standing on rights that were fought for, given legal protection, and can be taken away. And any machinery of oppression that comes for women’s rights will come for yours too. You will have no freedom and no dignity.
You are still under the feet and mercy of the white man, still doomed in every universe. Still a lame horse waiting to be put down. Worry about your fate and we’ll worry about ours.
Actually J Lo use to say it, and it caused an uproar in the early 2000s y’all just too young to remember. I’m old enough to remember when J Lo use to say the N word and there’s a reason she doesn’t anymore.