I share some reasons for supporting Peter Obi, here. This is to not only reinforce our convictions as Obi’s supporters but also to clarify the enormity of significance that our individual choices carry. See below:
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In summary, please vote for Peter Obi. I made an analysis criticizing BAT on my Instagram: @mr_possidez. I’ll do well to save it in a highlight.
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Think long and hard about who you are and what really anchors you. I promise you, it will serve you in ways you can’t imagine. It took me years to be able to pin it down with words but it gave me immense clarity and i hope this challenges you.
What do you know about yourself that is honest and true, even if it isn’t always easy to say out loud? I’ve been asking myself that question and here’s what I found. A world without me loses a lens. That’s the summary of it.
A world without me loses one more person with the willingness to hold contradiction without collapsing into cynicism. A person with the courage to write pain into clarity, a person with the instinct to dignify nuance even when it is easier to perform certainty.
I sometimes don’t blame people who don’t notice double standards, biases or inconsistent logic. I understand people have to cope. Even broadly, we are all selectively rational and unreasonable and we have irrational belief systems just so we can survive.
Without these belief systems, whether legal, financial, spiritual, reason itself becomes unmoored. Because reason requires premises and humans cannot function without some shared assumptions about reality, worth, and consequence. And these assumptions are almost always irrational.
Religion for example, doesn’t have to be logical. It is not just a metaphysical coping mechanism, it’s a civilizational operating system. It performs the same function as law in society: it provides a shared narrative, a way to organize behavior, assign responsibility, embed morality, and reduce chaos into ritual.
The greatest value of marriage for me, is the bet of friendship and nothing reveals how precious and necessary that is, than adulthood. To have someone who is even willing to listen to you and understand you at all, is nothing short of a miracle.
When you’re young, friendship is abundant. Love feels infinite, you don’t even notice it. You’re surrounded by people who get your jokes, share your references, care about your becoming, because you all share lots of similarities, maybe too many.
But adulthood has a silent filter. It doesn’t announce what it’s taking from you, it just takes. It moves people around gently and subtly, dizzying from one end to the other, until one day you realize the people you could once call without explanation are no longer within reach.
On nepo babies and privileges, this is what makes it complicated: privilege is shaped by desire. Without desire, lack is invisible. Pain always needs a context and privilege, like pain, depends on what you’re reaching for. Some explanation here:
There are things you can’t easily be or do if you’re African. Or black. Especially poor. But these identities only sting when they get in the way of something you deeply want. If that desire isn’t there, the disadvantage doesn’t register. It’s merely conceptual.
It’s just like miracles. Your body performs thousands of miracles each day, like cells healing, heart beating, breath moving and all, they don’t matter. They’re just background noise. The ones you call miracles are the ones your desire or danger makes you notice.
I have this friend-turned-stranger I haven’t spoken to in a long time. But it still doesn’t feel real. Their voice lives in my internal dialogue. You know how some people stay so alive in you that the idea you haven’t spoken to them feels absurd?
Only recently did it occur to me that I’d been hallucinating their presence. Didn’t know because I remember our conversations so vividly, my brain had started treating them as current. Until it plateaued. Memory turned cold and I recently accepted I had lost this person.
I randomly thought of her today, as I was mulling over an idea we once discussed 3 years ago. She had this spiritually edifying personality that transcended romance. Her questions, mature reflections, retorts, and mannerisms were deeply stimulating for my psyche.
“School” is not a scam but it’s not why people succeed. As someone who did really well academically and works with a lot of outliers, I can tell you this: character is the real compound interest. Not “academic excellence”. I’ll explain a bit:
Success people I know, have these core traits in common: (a) agency - they don’t wait to be taught, they pursue core interests even if off-syllabus, (b) metacognitive humility - they can step outside their own thinking for the big picture, and (c) a strong bias toward action.
Schools may nurture (sometimes even neglect) these traits above, but they don’t inscribe them. Because these are not curriculum outcomes. They’re character outcomes. They multiply exponentially in real life, making the bearers successful and extremely difficult to compete with.