I was alone, all alone, in my world of loneliness and aloneness of beauty when my phone buzzed the buzz akin to that of a bee in flight. It was a wondrous sound very really as that of a busy bee in flight in quest for nectar in the nectarines of flowers. The buzz was not the kind that usually enters my phone. But in this particular afternoon of clear sky of comforting joy, my immured aloneness heard the buzz. It was in the form of a WhatsApp message – forwarded to me. It was a post of patriotic and qualitative reality about our condition, the condition of our universities, our public universities, currently on strike that the dullards in political power and authority compelled them to embark on.
Now the said post contained a report or, better put, was a report by Joshua Johnson published in My School News. I don’t know Joshua Johnson. I also don’t know by any journalistic or creative guess the medium that floated the circulated report. But I know, no, we know the owner, to whom the scintillating words in the report were attributed. Chief E.K. Clark, who needs no ounce of introduction from this columnist because of his famous fame, was the owner of the words that centered on the current knotty problem between ASUU and the central government – which I have called in several quarters a government that is not a government creating knotty problems where there are none.