That you impoverish everyone not on your filthy list

I wouldn't have guessed wrongly That you impoverish everyone not on your filthy list

Our Camp in General by Olarotimi Onayemi

Finally, something I could say I wrote recently. In which I tried to describe-adapt the ambitions and achievements of a few living and dead activist, philosopher, musician, politician, business people lifestyle and viewpoints in order to prove that those who plunge headlong into supporting the 'underdog' per se may not be right; may be doing the cause of say poverty alleviation and environmental management irreparable harm and may just be exploiting the whole show as people without much difference from us, but willing to leave a money-making mechanism for their offspring, since when they die, the multitude of admirers leav... the remnants of the assets and 'goodwill' remains with their survivors, their offsprings... while the people they fought for are left dry* **** Hey! Our Camp In General - A Trilogy By Olarotimi Olakunle ONAYEMI Part 1. The Observer This is a witness account of the occurences in his Time Now and in the Past, in Amadama Original and Amadama Marginal. My father had told his friends, in my presen-x* that most of the People in the world presented here as Amadama do not know what common sense is, neither do they know what life is nor what they are talking about. 1. The Orchestra Man This man had it so good until he started seeing the toothpicks in everyone's eyes without doing much about the logs. His was a total put down of the order and disorder of the day without recourse to essence, practice, problems, professions, failures and solutions. Just get high and Yab them all Just say this is not the way Just play good music to analyse it all Just make money out of all the problems Just make all the girls want sex and the guys wanna fuck Just look down on the military when it's obvious nothing much will come out of democracy nor if The Orchestra Man was made The Head of State. He benefitted immensely from the services and extra-curricular tutorials, tutorship and upbringing of The Anglicans. His adolescence years ended up in the years he went to The Anglican Town : London. Amadama Original, his hometown, was a Perfect Example of an exercise in failure. London was having its own hassles but quasi-solved intermittently while the one in his hometown wasn't, in the least. In fact, to illustrate this dystopix*, a recurrent examination question for school leavers running concurrently with the sequences leading to the, now visible, perpetual decay in Amadama was : Explain in details the youth decadence here and the effect of the collapse of our social infrastructure on it, or How do you think we can get rid of bribery and corruption as well as election rigging? Have a good laugh. My answer: We need, we need... oh really! a sustainable National Development Plan on everything. Starting from superstitions acceptable in the household to making every adult see the essence of working at a profession with a good idea of what it is and how its run or a product / business with a trade mark. As If that was new stuff from commonsense when it's obvious because many close to authority are not responsible in any sense and do not want anything leading up to a solution. If there was ever a brave Orchestra Man who called the shots in a small part of the Ghetto and scorned by The Rich, this was the man. Who insulted and rich without being insulted. The rich, albeit in the right places and the wrong places, unless you want to believe his critiques were infallible: far from it. 2. "The Lord Will do IT". In this part of the world, the entire creation and indeed it's future seems far-fetched but an objective analyses of the rumours, grapevine but evidence in religion shows our development in all levels of human endeavour could only be achieved by divine intervention and not a structural adjustment programme nor national plans. So fine. Not so fine since Heaven Helps Those Who Helps Themselves, which literally means we need a working plan for development and re-orientation, an objective one and religion itself must undergo re-orientation if not extraordinary development far from the supernatural embedded in it. 3. - Come down Fame. We are losing time. - And place Bummer. Fame calls her Bummer Lover because she thinks he's a Bummer. Simple and short. LIKE PEOPLE WHO LOVE OBAMA. He makes love to her everyday. YES, THE EVERYDAY PART IS HIS IDEA. She's gotten used to it. It was never her kind of thing nor dreams, neither as a teenager nor a part-time dreamer scared of their 'fantasies' but it's now a part and parcel of her life. How could a man be ready everyday to bang her to nuts. Well, the best explanation and probably the most cogent was Bummer likes music, the music of The Orchestra Man. The Orchestra Man is a phenomena and enigma to understand the soul of the past present and future of Amadama Original and Amadama Marginal. There won't be much to say about the effectiveness of his social critic status if we put pen to paper but perfect for cafe talk to boost our ego as opinionated citizens when there's nothing the present plan insured-for-life will achieve. YES. Since only the people around when the miracle happens who will see it and say Ha! Hey! Finally! .... A Millenia Is Not Enough When it comes to making the colour and culture of misrepresentation to friends and acquaintances, family and colleagues go away, it takes more than a millennium. To highlight this. Let's take a look at this event. Apart from expensivizing I had my first child in Amadama Marginal. Since I was born and bred in Amadama Original I didn't know much about civilized ways of life - and yet to discover some juicy parts of it which do not need review as it's obvious that there are juicy parts of Amadama Original culture and Citizenry's contribution to life there apart from further muddling it up while exploiting it. YES. Simultaneously. I also married someone from Amadama Marginal behind the Iron Curtain. So, our son had cold. A 2 month-old baby. Since I had seen mothers and grand-mothers in Amadama Original suck out the mucus with their mouth I offered to as our son was in pain. My wife did not agree, at the same time suggesting we must see his doctor. I agreed. The next day we met him. Our second monthly visit. We told him about the problem. He brought out his pen and wrote the prescription. I was stupefied. Medication: A spray filled with Mist from the ocean. Directions for use: Spray very little into the nostrils, wait a while and bring out mucus with ear cleansers. If it was that simple why have we taken and given microbes, even exchanged these and given diseases to kids through the mouth. Well? *** The problems of various jungles in the four cardinal points of our camp could be seen in the way people live their lives and especially in their comments on current affairs, which is termed public opinion. We shall come to cases where the public opinion is wrong and successively too, having nothing to do with current affairs nor history, nor onwards to cases where the future is so bleak they depend on communities struggling to keep it bright. Much has been said about Africa and apologies are given to national orders and dictatorships since general elections are never fair nor parliaments anything more than enrichment of its erstwhile constituency representatives, senators, special advisers, secretaries. Naturally, the overall nature of a somewhat developing country shows it need injection of funds and infrastructure but current developments shows she needs new ethics since funds for development or welfare; education or dam creation, damned creations and further-damned creations. How much of self-esteem, self-orientation has to be put into self-development within Amadamas Original. Now they are better since they have been writing for the mass media cheap as it may be for the other mass media expensive as it may be, largesse that could pay the running and not the sweating notwithstanding it does not incorporate it does not exonerate ideas that are dumb from the start of writers analysing how stupid the rest of us are of terms dystopic enough to refuse a logical plot the prizes received... in every meaningful way they were(r) wantonly wrong i've been here long enough to know that all that glitters is not gold logically ingrained in ingrates is a love for the absurd it's so deeply housed in their bodies and communities woe betie anyone who shares it those who do not have to wait for the day of judgement to get settled by nature for the consequences of dastard acts Dx3 the list in pix undeserving of pixel who shared my office in wiesbaden true, I've been away from my people for so damned too long there's no turning back on giving-no-credence-nor-clear-waters to the greatest books of the world going away from, and not coming back to reality in the subjectivism of freethinkerism gone dastardly wrong in writers we celebrate the tenth and thousandth year of their birth and less of their death still celebrated in style and the most important suffix in their flex spandex in their expression scion of their legion iota of idea in their iago im in their hamlet interpretation of their honourable mention in the world's weaklingpedia overbearing ramification of their overgastedness overwhelming transliteration of flaberwhelment even while the conclusion I drew in pieces from the whole bunch of seemingly popular literati in historical hysteria is the fact that they wrote that most of us are dumb when there's no moral justification except their ass-licking at publishers-mundane in words without meaning describing the obviously incredible governments and francis pope-like as if equal rights have no justification to systematically rigged-in, selected-in officials of the diplomatic monopoly of immunity and impunitous hall of fame even while the supremos comradium in spiritum hevinus cry foul in ignoratia juris non excusat untouching such, we who have got nothing to show for it for infatuation with the age of reason number what? mean, that your ideas are better than mine, ours? God forbid the reign of nonsensical idiots worse than real diderots changing ruling promenade de l'europe d'afro ameri-'aseo' without a meaningful contribution to still, life. ... in every meaningful way they were(r) wantonly wrong i've been here long enough to know that all that glitters is not gold logically ingrained in ingrates is a love for the absurd it's so deeply housed in their bodies and communities woe betie anyone who shares it those who do not have to wait for the day of judgement to get settled by nature for the consequences of dastard acts the list in pix undeserving of pixel who shared my office in wiesbaden true, I've been away from my people for so damned too long there's no turning back on giving-no-credence-nor-clear-waters to the greatest books of the world going and not coming back to reality in the subjectivism of freethinkerism gone dastardly wrong in writers we celebrate the tenth and thousandth year of their birth and less of their death still celebrated in style and the most important suffix in their flex spandex in their expression scion of their legion iota of idea in their iago im in their hamlet interpretation of their honourable mention in the world's weaklingpedia overbearing ramification of their overgastedness overwhelming transliteration of flaberwhelment even while the conclusion I drew in pieces from the whole bunch of seemingly popular literati in historical hysteria is the fact that they wrote that most of us are dumb when there's no moral justification except their ass-licking at publishers-mundane in words without meaning describing the obviously incredible governments and francis pope-like as if equal rights have no justification to systematically rigged-in officials of the diplomatic monopoly of immunity and impunitous hall of fame even while the supremos comradium in spiritum hevinus cry foul in ignoratia juris non excusat untouching such, we who have got nothing to show for it for infatuation with the age of reason number what? mean, that your ideas are better than mine, ours? God forbid the reign of nonsensical idiots worse than real diderots ruling promenade de l'europe d'afro ameri-'aseo' without a meaningful contribution to still, life. ... 1. The Places of Orchestra versus The Aristocratic Palace. Apart from the version preached, of measures continually bearing fruit, logical to the extent to which it's safely inculcated into children via a school curriculum. There we have to give respect for the society we met in operation, kudos and not condemnations. Furthermore, the mere fact that we were born in a community in which we grow and socialise first before going into ideas or vague-ideas of the of the - absurd - again won't won't accurate literal or literary description of our camp, this world, unwarranted but appreciated. *** -- Watch it for "JOY FICTION" - A TRILOGY Timi's new book preview on http://www.freeworldreview.blogspot.com. Sent from Gmail Mobile

Nigeria I Waill Thee: New Nasty Taste from Nigeria By Olarotimi Onayemi

New Nasty Taste from Nigeria By Olarotimi Onayemi Apart from all what you know or do not know about Nigeria, continue to note that the so-called Democratşc regime in Nigeria now or in the past are andwere worse than The Legendary Juntas of Coup d'Etat infamy. The immediate and extended families are either broken; in a schism of 'haves' and 'have nots' as well as insinuations on where to go to divest the government or looking for a way out. This dystopic picture prevails and must on the government which sourcces its workers and developers on sustainably or 'rub my back and I rub your back' jingles, jargons, slogans or logos. The Kick-Back, Bribery and Corruğtion, White Lies in the World's most populous Black or African Nation is a no-go area for Obama but investors have a base of who complies wth theır whims, w,ts and capr,ces but Sustainable Development needs a boost bigger than Asian Tigers, Russian Bulls sorry Bears and Korean Strongheadedness on nothing but shame. The United nations should stop and that is hard to stop Bretton Woods and Woodrow Wilson's swiss Legacy of BIG TALK, NO ACTION AND ACTION ONLY ON OPEN-ENDED DISCUSSION GROUPS. I conclude with the word 'sick' in English and not that 'sic' that is 'irrelevant'. Telling lies and living on it has a religious aspect and it does not affect the will or wish or a confirmed alienation from reproach as the crime or sin or irreverence for humanism, humanity, your constitution, our constitution ? Whatever... help... Everyone is on transit.

GIRL Fights off the DEMONS

YOUR FAVOURITE NOVEL By Olarotimi Onayemi

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The novel and all unreals Works of life which includes everything outside daily household, pleasure-household and work-household activities are absolutely unnecessary in making commentaries about or analyzing life, death and life ater death.
Are you out of your mind?
I’m sure you are.
I don’t know what this is. So tell me how to enjoy our work of art.
Science, social science, phlosophy, demonstration against, for, with and bla-bla-bla.
I can…
I kind of know you don’t like me.
Where I come from we are like God.
We don’t talk to people we don’t like.
There is absolutely nothing you can use to convince your enemy or the-hated, you mother –fucking racist coward without giving it away and giving it away.Unless the-hated is a bloody fool.
To speak about and kill your unfounded interest in omnipotence and the rival of omnipotence once and for all time and eternity: Nothing can come against The Omnipotent God The Jockey, did you say The Omnipotent Devil or The Joker.
This is God, so therefore, what is the Devil all about.

II
We wait for them at The Gates of Mushrooms.
If they ever come back to their senses we give them some more.
Did you in your infinite intelligence give mushrooms to Everyday People?
Did they take it from you in their infinite stupidity without reading ‘Olobirin Ojowu’ – ‘The Jealous Woman’ in Yoruba-Ijebu Philosophy otherwise known as Myth, to me.
Not really, I just showed them what is the dfference between misery and opulence.
The extreme factor, faction and fiction of the eventual creation of paradise on Earth
When people do not start from Tabula Rasa and end-up in Nirvana or vice versa.
Shikena (Finito in Hausa language)
İbid and ibne (Homosexual in Turkish)
I would say there is no reason whatsoever to wait here again
I am going to put my honour on the line and make you see the reason for been born as a bourgeois
Since you have to come close to what you want to build, re-build or destroy
Like houses, machine and social inequality.
I mean, the unemployed composed a song and poem of love in a Trailer Park and moved into the abandoned Governor’s Lodge?
Is this success or The Establishment of Betrayal
Even in Gold

III
She agreed
Oh my Piety!
They are printing Money in Switzerland
I have stopped wondering like Lacan and Neto
I have a plan
The Anarchist Machine and The Emission of The Stockholm Syndrome

IV
Wait a Biety!
We shall come back to The Trinity and The Largest Council of Fools In High Places
And The Impossibility of The Dream of Equal Rights And Justice
Until Full Employment.
Makes every baby to be born with a silver spoon in a golden mouth, which is directly proportional to a Smart Phone
Call me?
No, I will call you.
You want me?
I don’t think so, I have lost interest in fools.
Meet me at The Gates
Of
Mushrooms?
Not anymore.
Closed.

V.
That is the password.
Open and Close like Fela Anikulapo-Kuti.
I can’t believe it: I saw him in a dream.
Basketmouth?
That was buried in a basket?
That was the Nemesis of Tyranny?
That was was and was not what we wanted.
Unfinished business.
Foul.
As far as it gets
In a chain of lives
The consolation of the poor.
Can you imagine what king of awards we shall give to The Unknown Scientist who could have discovered The Internet Syndrome but did not?
A slap on the butt.
I have a kindergatten
In Rosengarten for you
To say you always go down the road of doom
And you are on a Foti Yiaz Voyage Encore
Give me some more

VI.
That is my treatise.
We are not born to suceed and I am Genus Phenomena.
Up and Down.
You should have supported the inequacies and irregularities in your language with a proverb and an idiom to say that thinking in the short term and not making a clique which resembles paradise on Earth for your favourite lifestyle is a sham, same and shack.
Love shack.
What goes down is a disgrace.
Stay on top and stop complaining in public.
Change your dealer man.
Get a job.
Painted faces on prostitutes and our favourite thinker
I will choose neither.
I’m used to automation in love.

VII.
A developed' country like the US cannot stand the basic tenets of citizenship in country of 7 million like Switzerland and certainly developed, at least on paper, when citizens have the right to work, the right o unemployment benefits, the riht to health insurance and the right to die.
We seem to look down on ourselves and have not kept in touch across the board and across continents... a river which forgets its source will certainly dry up someday... Africans have not come up to the level of African-Amerians or African-American have not come up to the level of Africans, they have the same problems: money and peace of mind...
Slavery's stigma on every corner of the universe when it's in written history and propagated by families teaching their children how to hate and he children have a soft spot for a father or/and mother who shows them ‘love’ and hates the other race, always from the group unrightfully stigmatized by Slavery, Poverty, cheap currency advocacy in Globalization, unfunded documentaries shoeing sheep farming in New Zealand and relegating racism against The Maori to the background or inexistent anyway…
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… and The UN

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that in The Caribbeans a mother of 4 was stripped naked, tied to poles on the ground, covered in honey, all sorts of deadly insects were set on her, eating her alive and in four days as it rhymes with the number of her children, there was her skeleton, obviously in the same place

XI
A sentence or paragraph cannot start with ‘because’ but this will.
Add your stuff to your ‘First Reader’ because…
Because of the impossiblity of our intellect to perceive or retain stressful issues like philosophy and psychoanalysis among the flimsy excuse of shying away from our history - write it all continuously before the government bans Africans fro using he Internet (ha ha ), of the thieves in governments on the African continent and of 'I don't cares' in all other countries and communities we live and die in everyday" but have an opinion that strikes me now as I write this... since I live in Europe and have lived and worked and visited tons of cities here from Sweden to Denmark, Holland to Luxembourg, France to Spain, Portugal to Italy, North and South Cyprus, Malta, Bulgaria, lived in Switzerland for 8 years, in Europe for 13 years and have seen Asia in Georgia, seen South Africa and Nigeria (where I lived and spent years till the university (29years) and visited Ghana; Turkey where I live now as well as Greece- same ol'story: police brutality, poverty and archaic mentality struggling for space in the free market and the institutionalization of tyranny against the poor, the underdog... what does it take to be topp dogg my African Brother or Aboriginian Sister In The Name of Ridjamiriril.

XII
My summary is that we are a failure in spite of humanity's failure. African live in Europe and America like paupers for no just reason, going back to the so-called 'Motherland' won't changea thing. I don't expect everyone to come togetherlike a sect of nationalists but the ones who believe in a bright, brilliant and sunny future should 'write' their opinions 'cos talk does not help... little drops of water... and it certainly doesn't solve the problem of racial profiling since membership of a community pit against the other, eve though it has been helped by Obama who does not help his own or will in the econd term sine attending means you do nt want racial profiling but it is a cause which will never involve those who are guilty and afraid bu see us as cowards when our plan does not seem to work in real time and on real terms until we seal off our continent like the Chinese and Japanese, Georgians and Bulgarians – the emergnce of and sustnance thereof of intelligence and the objective mind in immediate families sprea around the community emancipates immensely… plant!

XIII
What did you do?
This time you have to write it down men or record it my woman.
To Fire Dance.
Do.
Did in order to get something done... go back home or stay there... the look on the faces of the Americans I've met is what? Yes, you carry a passport and nationality of a country built on the blood of the Apaches etc and that of your ancestors asking the fruits of the seeds which saw you as nothing but a money-making tool to give you more... "I ain't gonna give you more... now you are free...go home" and it will eventually change the way we look at ourselves coupled with activism like Malcolm X's and the hotel where Martin spoke's pulled down?... scared to die for what we think means we gonna be there behind bars for a very very very long time.

XIV.
'Write' if you can't get up to say it because it outlines your positions, since anyone can say it anywhere and go join the traitors, whoever they are... we agree to have traitors in our midst… nothing moves up in our communities, i either rolls like weed or gets high like me in Fire Dance to the nusic of ‘Afroman’, ‘Bushman’, ‘Elephnatman’, ‘Beenieman’ and ‘Redman’

XV.
Showing yourself and living what you set as an example until our real messiah comes in the form of a comprehensive social insurance and unemployment benefit that we gotta work for... nothing, no thing has ever come from space and in this realm, only phyical things exist, you beter start believing in the creation of humans, animals and plants by the protoplasm.

XVI.
The religion!
Now you got something else to put in the dust bin.
The ones you had.
The ones you were forced to have and had and stil have.
The ones you made up.
Religions and sects and bullshit.
Don’t get me wrong forever.
Religions and sects and bullshit.
When it’s all a mess e can use ‘and’ twice in the same sentence: To my 3rd year High School Teacher in Ijebu-Ode Grammar School.
I may be a fool.
But I have a mule.
Try crushing my bull.
In a chain of lives.
That we need an island to save the Africans.
Of course we can rewind African, Jazz, Blues, Rap and Pop Music to retrace or have back our history.
When the deed is done.
The religion of the oppressor as its ethics are in conflict with the interests and hobbies of the African... we mat have to go through the tunnel of the 'inconclusive' modern or post-modern to get to our destination... thee won't be any acclades or monetary profits in the short run, of approximately 80 years of human life, so we better start seing ourselves in the light of a chain of lives... of our unborn brothers and sisters...
Thanks for bringing the thoughts out of me TF
The rest are on your site
This the end
Our only friend
Before Windows took away ‘The Doors’ from us.
Now I have 8 Windows on both sides of my head
My brain needs som air.
Balir.
Blair.
Blari.
Bliar.
Blair of ‘Animal Farm’.

XVII.
To My European Friend and Foes.
This doesn’t seem to be the world you want tol ive in.
You have no information.
You have no idea of the rules of life.
In a free life when you have not been bonded by a nationality formed by a Mafia.
Resisting the upliftment of The Other.
I don’t know?
Take a walk with me on Chmps Elysée without any identifiction and say that you are South African.

XIX.
While you have that on your mind if you wanna be in this talk of life and the only real life we have after death is equality.
In memories.
I don’t think any objective or subjective

THE BLACK SEA POEMS

This sea is mine
It's as dark as I am
What did the Japanese man ask you?
Why they call this sea 'The Black Sea'

This sea is mine
It's as dark as I am
That's what you must tell the whole world
When they call this sea 'The Black Sea'

Full Employment and The Invention of Peace, Equal Rights and Justice

Coming Up in December.