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in Essays
On Trotros
Civilization as we’ve known it in the urban, metropolitan, Western sense, is defined by one resource above all others: space. A very good percentage of our innovation goes to maximize space: the skyscrapers, the…
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On Culture
I wore a very nice shirt on Friday. Everybody kept telling me. They didn’t say “You look nice” just “Nice shirt!” (One notices the difference after the third or fourth instance.) I wore this uncharacteristically…
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On Democracy and Politics
I just found an old Tom Hanks interview, part of his publicity work for ‘Charlie Wilson’s War’. It got me thinking about political dramas in general. There’s been some good ones recently. ‘Broken…
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On Conflict
What’s so funny about peace, love and understanding? It doesn’t stand a chance, unless we all get some at once. Kind of like the Swedish with their Dagen H. In every other scenario, the first…
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Myself: My Self
What makes me? Physically speaking, I am an interesting collection of descriptions. My wallpaper is a sort of barbecued chocolate. The Northern border is wooly and uncooperative in the foliage, which nicely camouflages a very impressive skull.…
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Myself: My Age
I am twenty-one years old. In the eyes of the law, there’s nothing I can’t do. Except, I heard a radio commercial for Stone Strong Lager (the one brewed from rice, they said) and it’s “For…
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Myself: My Name
I intend to do what every victim of the Ghanaian primary school syllabus has wished to do at some point. Every time we’re forced to write ‘of dark complexion’, against the protest of…
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in Writing
Fragments from ‘Sand’
The contagion of insanity did not shy away from the corridors of power. In a briefing room on the top floor of the Pentagon, the Director of Intelligence paused on his way back to…
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Share a Coke with Aishatu
The Story Welcome, brothers and sisters. I suppose you are all wondering why I have gathered you here. The matter at hand is the story of Aishatu; otherwise titled, Make Me A Woman Today. It was…