People
On People – Friends, Family, Frenemies and the different sorts between
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49. On (Gen) AI and The Trappings of Faith
Not for the first time, this week I clicked through a friend’s WhatsApp status to a song. Its beat was strongly resonant as were its words. I quickly found myself nodding along. I couldn’t however quite put my hand on what felt off. This led me to a web search which confirmed the artiste, Noah… Continue reading
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48. In (Despairing) Praise of the Data Nerds…
Coming across two posts in quick succession, one on twitter, and the other on the attitude blog somehow focused my mind on data nerds and their outsized? influence on politics. I don’t purport to know what the politics of the two persons with the posts are above are but would hazard a guess that they… Continue reading
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43. Gina tells all
Stumbled on Gina Yashere’s appearance on the One54 Africa podcast very recently, and just had to listen to the whole thing. For some reason, it took Bob Hearts Abisola for me to come across her (impressive body of work) but the more I learn, the more impressed I am: British-Nigerian (with roots in my corner… Continue reading
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36. Poetrying
Poetry has been a big part of my life for as long as I can remember, reading, pretending to write some, and seeking out poetry podcasts such as Poetry Unbound and Read Me A Poem] from time to time. It was therefore a particular delight to discover Read a Little Poetry as part of JUnited.… Continue reading
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27. Re: A Word to My Readers (To RSS or Not)
Beth Adams, who I have a lot of time for, and have read on and off since 2010, explores the question of subscriptions on the latest edition of her Substack newsletter. Within the essay she harks back to a time – before social media ruined everything – when blogging was fun and like minded communities… Continue reading
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26. Numbered Days
For the fourth time in a month and a bit, I have been reminded of death, and dying – particularly dying young and what those who survive are left to deal with. The first of these was listening in to a thanksgiving service for S, someone I had only loosely known from church over the… Continue reading
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22. Aftermath
The aftermath of a proper Nigerian party is stupor. The less said about that the better. In our case, after the exertions of the past day, most of this was spent in bed till the persistent calls from W resulted in a rushed attempt to get to the Atlanta History Museum. That done, the evening… Continue reading
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21. D-Day
And so to the main day. First order of business: breakfast, for which there were at least forty people spread out all over the cafe at the hotel – cousins, nephews, nieces and a fair few friends of the family all making up the lot. Nigerian weddings are a village affair after all. I shudder… Continue reading
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18. Comparisons
When a reasonably large number of (successful?) people gather, what one does, or has done for work inevitably comes up. Sometimes (as at school reunions perhaps) it is about blatant competition – who succeeded, who didn’t, who stayed mid – at others (such as family reunions) it masquerades as catching up. For my sins, I… Continue reading
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14. Aging, Again
Aging seems to be a theme on my mind, if two posts on consecutive days can be called a theme. On this occasion, an invitation to a friend’s 50th birthday bash in a city I used to live in is the trigger. Like all Nigerian parties there is a dress code, the start will inevitably… Continue reading
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