What is truly amazing is Africans refusal to try gaining
insights into their behaviors. They do not want to know why they do the stupid
things they do and keep doing them to other people’s astonishment. They keep
behaving as mad persons do and if you call their attention to their madness
suddenly you are said to hate yourself.
As they see it, if
you like yourself you must sing praises of Africans and their insane ways of
life and pretend that they are sane. Here is the deal.
What it means to be
a human being is to feel small, inadequate and inferior. Human beings are those
animals that have the awareness of their imminent death hence existential
nothingness.
Nobody likes to
feel like he is nothing; therefore, all human beings struggle to seem adequate,
superior and powerful.
When the pursuit of
superiority and power is exaggerated we say that such persons are neurotic;
when people actually believe that they are superior to other people we call
them psychotic (deluded).
If you bear this
simple psychological fact of what it means to be a human being in mind you can
then understand the behavior of African big men and women.
Patience Jonathan
feels like sh*t, literally. She believes that she is sh*t, not figuratively but
literally. This fact is in her consciousness. Feeling like sh*t she would
like to pretend that she is not sh*t. How does she do it?
She does it by
grasping onto the paraphernalia of prestige that makes her seem to have worth.
By rolling around in presidential limousines and jet fleets and having the
entire city closed down when she comes to town, to a party, mind you, not to
produce anything for both her and her husband are consumers, not producers;
they do nothing in office and are thus garbage, literally, well, by closing the
city streets down as she cruises by, her infantile histrionic ego seem very
important person in her mind.
Now in her
immediate conscious mind she seems a very important woman. She is now like god;
she fancies that she is immortal and not going to die.
In the meantime,
she eats like a pig and grows fat by the day; thus, sooner or later, she would
experience cardiac arrest or stroke and die. She would decay and smell like
refuse.
She would be buried
and worms feast on her bloated body. Put truthfully, she is currently
food being prepared for worms, bacteria, virus and fungi.
If you are into
science, here is the scientific fact for you to chew on: our bodies are
composed of carbon, hydrogen, oxygen and nitrogen (CHON) and traces of
phosphor, magnesium, potassium, zinc, iron, copper, calcium, sodium etc. When
we die those elements, atoms decay to their constituent parts: electrons,
protons and neutrons. Sub-atomic particles in time decay to quarks and photons.
Ultimately, all
matter decays to nothingness, the nothingness from when it came during the big
bang that produced this universe 13.7 billion years ago.
We came from
nothing and return to nothing; or as the writer of Ecclesiastic in the
Christian bible says: our lives are vanity upon vanity (somewhere in the bible
it is said that we came from clay and return to clay, from sand and return to
sand).
In effect, Patience
Jonathan is nothing, as all human beings are nothing. This is the truth that we
all know; a truth hidden in our deep unconscious minds; a truth that gives all
of us existential depression.
We all have
existential depression from the awareness of our existential nothingness and
the fact that we live meaningless, purposeless lives.
We are like slaves,
we work like slaves to earn food for our bodies and then those bodies die and
decay. What a beautiful life! Life is pain and then you die. Life is a bummer!
Some people try to
escape from their existential depression by behaving as if they have fictional
worth. Nigerians adopt this pattern of behavior. In all my life I am yet
to see a humble Nigerian; they are all billionaires, chiefs or sons of governors
and presidents even though they are starving and come to the West to drive cabs
and take care of old white folks (as assisted care workers, glorified name for
nannies for old people).
The religious type
seek worth and importance in religion. Religion offers them life after their
bodies have been eaten by germs and that kind of makes them believe that they
transcend death hence have existential worth.
Hindus and
Buddhists, that is, Asians, the most mature human beings on planet earth (and,
interestingly, also, the most intelligent since they score highest on IQ tests
and scholastic aptitude tests and do best at universities) behave
realistically: humbly, not pretending to have worth they do not have.
Africans, like five
year old children (they are literally dumb since they score lowest on IQ test,
scholastic aptitude tests and at schools) deny the existential reality of death
and the nothingness it gives us by decorating their useless egos with fancy
titles and decorating their bodies with superfluous flowing robes (agbada is
not conducive to working in factories or laboratories; to industrialize the
Japanese and Chinese gave up their elaborate attire and now dress in business
suits that are conducive to working in offices and being productive workers).
What this bag of
rice called Patience Jonathan does other Africans do; they are human beings
and, as such, are aware of their existential nothingness but instead of trying
to ask: is there anything we can do to be something important, Africans like
mentally retarded folks think that by giving themselves empty titles and social
prestige that they are now something important.
An Igbo proverb
says that you can wash the human anus with all the soap in this world and it
would still smell of feces. People are existentially nothing important and
nothing they do would make them something important.
Adults all over the
world know that they are existentially nothing. They try to give themselves a
sense of worth by figuring out what they are good at (what they have aptitude
in doing), train for it and throw their lives to doing it, twenty-four-seven.
Existential
philosophy says that the only way a human being can make his meaningless,
purposeless and pointless existence seem important is to figure out what he has
aptitude in and do it twenty four seven.
As long as a person
is trying to understand a part of reality (through science) and is doing it and
producing what serves all human beings well he obtains realistic sense of
worth.
Parading around as
if one is important, as Nigerians do, does not make one important!
Instead of Africans
trying to obtain realistic sense of worth via engaging in productive work that
serves public good they seek it in an infantile manner, as Lady Jonathan and
her foolish husband does.
Africans like all
of human beings, myself included, are nothing for they are food being
cooked for worms, bacteria and fungi; give or take a hundred years their bodies
would feed germs (and return to the biological cycle; we eat animals and plants
to live and when we die they feed on our bodies to live).
Let us hope that at
some point Africans would grow up and deal with our existential nothingness
with adult wisdom, not their present childish attempts to deny reality by
pretending to be important when deep down they are garbage. The rest of the
world sees them as garbage despite their pretended importance (can you imagine
any one asking for and listening to Jonathan on what to do about the world
economy; do you listen to a nincompoop on serious matters?).
If Africans want to
be seen as important they had better start contributing to science, technology,
business and good governance. As long as they contribute nothing to existence
and merely pretend to be important they are no more important than the worms
that would eat their bodies.
Patience Jonathan
closing the streets of Lagos and Port Harcourt when she comes to party with her
fellow do-nothing ladies of Nigeria is not important; what would make her
important is if she dedicates her current useless life to serving Nigerians,
say, by making sure that the poor shoeless children of her Ijaw neck of the
woods wear shoes so that jiggers and other parasites don’t feed on their toes
and shorten their lives
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