I had made up my mind that I would not write about, watch or talk about politics or politicians this week. Why? Because they are as exciting as sitting in an overcrowded bus, sandwiched between two fat, smelly dudes, in a Friday evening traffic on the third mainland bridge. You're not sure if you should worry about the men or the newspaper headline screaming about the lack of safety on the bridge.
I decided I was going to go cool this week. After all this is the week of the Oscars. I told myself I would write about porn conventions in Las Vegas or figure out what is the real problem between Iranians and monkeys. I really can't help you if you think a porn convention is a metaphor for Nigerian politics or the stuff about Iranians and monkeys is a dig at Nigeria's satellite quest.
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