Set for my trip back to Gidi, but I am still here, stuck in Warri. They are having an Environmental Sanitation Exercise. I wonder if this so called sanitation exercise is having any significant effect on the minds of the people. Not as if the Warri folks are dirty literarily, they are neat in body and environment, as neat as the principles of hygiene goes. But the amount of psycho-social waste that goes on in this oil-tainted Sin City calls for a emergency measure.
In Lagos, though a Sin City too, the Lagos Waste Management Authority is doing its damnedest to clear the gutters, and streets of waste, but it is all they could do to take the city back from discarded “pure water” polythene packaging. But there remains the menace of destitutes, beggars, agberus, and litter-bugs. But in Warri, you will think that, as in Lagos, the fight is against pure water poly-packaging, but no, the drainages are mostly clogged with used condoms, empty cans and bottles of liquor; and the streets littered with unkempt kids, brigands, and prostitutes.
The focus of sanitation, should be shifted from the environment to the mind. Environmental sanitation in any Sin City is a strife for mind over matter. One cannot shy from the looming truth that Man, if you change the Man you change his world, although a pig cannot be purified by ablution. Well, I wait for the window-dressing to be over so I may be on my merry way to the very Center of Excellence.
Maximum respect to the following excellent individuals: Bros Eghosa Imasuen, a clean mind, and neat individual for a Medical Doctor and author; To My General, Bros Akpobomemerere Ajuyonta Alleluya alias Ali Baba; To I Go Die, I Go Save, Gordons, Gandoki, may all your laughter never cease; To the delectable Edirin Okumagba; Ladies Love Big Bros RMD, and Biggest Bros, James Onanefe Ibori, and everyone on this planet who calls Warri home, may your temper never get hot enough to cook yam.
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