The lecture was going on, but my mind was somewhere else, if not that the lecturer was Dr. Orji I could have left the hall, but you dare not pick your nose let alone sneeze when he was in class. As he was dropping his chalk, I sprang to my feet, walked briskly and once out of the class, I ran to the bus stop, jumped into the next available taxi and headed back to my office.

Ordinarily, it usually takes about 15 minutes to get to my office, but not that day. A route not used to heavy traffic suddenly had a ‘go slow’. I began to sweat, sweat droplets falling from my forehead with each matching of the brake by the driver; but I was determined to ‘hold it together.’

I always see them run to the school farm at the back of our classroom, I didn’t quite get what they were up to. But because Kizito was involved, I knew they must be up to something mischievous. Out of curiosity, I tracked them to the school farm one day. In what appears to be a small clearing in the farm, I saw the five of them, pants pulled down, measuring ruler in their hands, as I drew closer, I observed that Kizito was measuring the length of their penises.

We were in JSS 1, but we already recognized the enormous ego that comes with the size of one’s phallus. The next time I saw Kizito leading another set of boys to the farm, I followed them with betted anticipation with my ruler in my back pocket. I was glad when mine was measured and proclaimed to be “standard” size (LOL…whatever that means.) Kizito advised me to be applying some spatter of local gin or alcohol on my pubic areas to facilitate the growth of hairs around that patch. An advice I ignorantly heeded.

From all corners have sprouted fiery fireworks. Verbal shots have always rung out. Acerbic utterances flowed freely. Hate has been unmasked. And the radar showed no discernible brotherly love in Nigeria. President Muhammadu Buhari and his ruling All Progressives Congress have been at the receiving end of relentless, cruel assaults streaming in daily in a rascally ricochet via media satellites. Men who hate our President aren’t pulling punches. And those who love him are fighting back in defence of their man. This has been the story since power changed hands about two years ago.

“You never change things by fighting the existing reality.To change something, build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.” ― R. Buckminster Fuller (1885-1983)

At the end of Just Before Dawn, first published in May 1988, the following statement occurs:

By Ayodele Adio
I FELT a bit miffed at the president’s Eid-el-fitr message not because it lacked compassion or empathy but because it lacked a departure from his strongly held minimalist view of our daily reality. In all sincerity, I have made a solemn promise not to throw empty criticism at Mr. President and only lend my voice to matters in which common sense is clearly shrugged away to accommodate political vacuity.

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