A season for sellers to move their chocolates and wines and gizmos more briskly than usual. A reason for other people to extort presents from you without appearing as beggars.
And what remains unsold or un-cadged will have to go in less than 2 months, when Valentine’s Day creeps along. It's only business.
Regardless of what I have said, I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Please stick with me in 2010.
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Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Accra, City of Squatters
Whenever one gutsy vote-winner tries to make angsty Accra ‘marchable, ‘breatheable’, ‘tourable” and humanly habitable, another (usually more powerful) will freeze the Fahrenheit of the effort. We, who are lightsome with free-flowing pavements, may well be in the minuscule minority now, and politics being a statistical sport, we are doubly doomed to lose our homes and space to streptococci-squatters
Monday, December 21, 2009
At The Cinema, A Twice-Told Tale
At the Silverbird, ’spooking’ ‘New Moon’ with the lovely Lil Girl, the guy behind us kept echoing the dialogue in the fantasy flick to the chesty-and-cheeky chick with him – not translating; just repeating.
So, she was either not cosy with the accent – which was quite universal, by me – or she was doing some...thing, else, that was dulcetly distracting her in that darkened, slightly isolated corner of the frigid room.
‘New Moon’, itself, was all it had promised to be, after Lil Girl had shown me ‘Twilight’ on her lemon laptop. But, from the way the well-muscled werewolf, the gothic girl and the vanishing vampire left it, a tantalising trilogy is truly served.
So, she was either not cosy with the accent – which was quite universal, by me – or she was doing some...thing, else, that was dulcetly distracting her in that darkened, slightly isolated corner of the frigid room.
‘New Moon’, itself, was all it had promised to be, after Lil Girl had shown me ‘Twilight’ on her lemon laptop. But, from the way the well-muscled werewolf, the gothic girl and the vanishing vampire left it, a tantalising trilogy is truly served.
Friday, December 18, 2009
University Liberian
I sensed a judge’s anguish, today, as she subtly struggled twice (and crashed) to enlighten a university registrar that, although the people of Liberia are famous for achieving higher education, it is not every university in the world that has a Liberian student or lecturer. So, the clueless registrar made off from the courtroom not knowing that what he really wanted to say was “Librarian”.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Spintex Supermarket Road
They are broadening the hairline hips of the Spintex Road into a buxom, bodacious dual carriageway. The cuss-the-government gridlock is already easing up, and the previously plugged passage has more fluid flow, now, than the 37-TQ artery, which is suffering a cardiac arrest. Sundry supermarkets are sprouting up on either side of the works: Melcom, Sneda, Palace (which calls itself a Hypermarket), Price Club and others. I predict some tasteless traffic in 2010. Could it be time to move?
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Pastors and Demons
They have ‘carteled’ clout over the prissy population with their doping displays for decades. But, in recent rough times, they have faced faecal flak. From who? Desperate demons? Hallucinating humans? Guerrilla pastors? The media casually pukes their reverent names in association with sold sex, shanghaied sex, fatuous fraud, talented theft and obeah-occult.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Star-struck by Okyeame Kwame
I honestly thought that I was beyond that (unless you brought Barack Obama or Nelson Mandela). But I have twice met Okyeame Kwame in the past week, and I've been mildly star-struck. He’s doing a good thing too – launching a foundation to fight Hepatitis B. Talk about using one’s coolness to spread more coolness and love. And he gave a great speech at the launch. The best rapper alive (cut off your own head, Executioner Obrafour) is also a great speech-maker. And, guess what, he made me his MC (I had to add this) on the spur of the moment. I got my 15 minutes of ego-heroin!
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