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mad cycle

there are countless cycles in life...some good, some bad, some plain hopeless. being born and giving birth, being birthed and being buried, being slapped by your spouse and giving the silly rascal a hot slap right back without a flinching thought (okay, maybe thats not exactly a good analogy for cycles of life)...but you get the point.

i have today found a cycle that doesn't fit into the regular cycles listed above and of course, its peculiar to Nigeria. okay, today has been a good day so i really can't get myself to write too much negativity so i'll keep it short. we've got a bunch of traffic management officers on one side, that harass everyone whether or not you commit a traffic offence (but thats another matter for another day)...and then we have oil tanker drivers on the other hand who feel that it is their God-given right to park their tankers at any damn spot (highways included) they very well please.

so there lies the quandry. the traffic guys, always ask the tanker drivers not to park their oily dirty trucks just any darn place they like. infact, the government has provided a place for tanker drivers to park their trucks but God forbid that our oil tanker drivers, who are more important than the presidency, comply with any laws or directives. and so, over and over, the tanker drivers park their trailers in the road, and the traffic guys impound the tankers, and the tanker drivers go on strike, and we have no fuel to get to work or power our houses and the government begs the tanker drivers, and we all get back to our daily lives...waiting for the next traffic officer to impound the next oil tanker and for the cycle to continue. in nigeria, the challenges (nay, problems) never end.

so to all those who couldn't make it to work this morning after waiting at the busstop forever for a bus that never came, take my advice...go back home, mix a cold drink, put on the television, lay back on the sofa, and lounge. this country isn't worth the time you'd take worrying about the situation.

till tomorrow folks (if i'm not lounging on my sofa watching television)

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Lady of The Wig said…
My boss just came in to check if all was well with me and he met me laughing my head off. (No diesel, so i'm using my laptop to keep busy).

Seriously though, its a horrid cycle but i love this country too much 2 give up on it. So until u & i get a turn to govern.....we'll survive the best way we can.
11:16 AM, April 22, 2009
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