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So many comments have been made about the randy lecturer. Some have so fittingly described him as Professor 5-5.
While not totally disagreeing with that description, I want to give him another one. You know that when a new baby is born in these parts, the isomoloruko, naming is usually held on the eighth day. On that day, the tot is sure to receive as many names as the number of people present at the occasion.
Now, let’s look at the orange. A singer even sang that if the orange tastes great, people are ready to take two hundred!
I beegi, our man did not talk about two hundred. He only wanted five rounds. I can’t help remembering a song that was popular on football fields in our days.
Owo melo la fin jeba?
Five kondo!
It is possible that he had boasted to a fellow of like minds that he would have nothing less. It reminds one of a church pastor who had given his unholy water to most of his church members.
Our prof is definitely not a man of half measures. If a person wan craze, make him craze proper. That’s why he didn’t just stop at the first degree. He went on to bag a master’s and even a Ph.D. He finally attained a professorial level.
Ojo ti npa ‘gun bo, ojo pe!
On another forum to which I belong. we were discussing the issue of lecherous teachers a couple of months ago. What I took away from that discussion is the fact that so many lecturers believe that while those who were their academic inferiors are doing well in business and politics, they have been left high and dry on the University campus.
They have now, in their warped thinking, resorted to seeing the girls as their own fringe benefits. It doesn’t matter if the lady is married.
But is it not a reflection of the larger society?
Our banks and insurance companies prefer using ladies for marketing jobs. They then set normally unrealistic targets for the poor girls. They lure them with official cars, company paid accommodation and other luxuries. They then send them out to generally male customers.
There was the case of a lady working as an insurance marketer. She had successfully presented her company to a man. The man had agreed to do a business worth millions of naira, at that time, with the lady.
The man then asked the lady to meet him at a hotel. To cut the story short, the lady lost the deal when the man asked for sex.
What about politics? The reason most men will not allow their wives to participate in politics is because political meetings are held in the unholy hours.
The popular Eegun Mogaji of Apala music, the late Ayinla Omowura captures the situation very well in one of his bumper albums. He sings about opening a beer drinking joint for a woman. Of course, it is a way of telling the woman to start prostituting herself. This is because beer parlours are mainly patronised by men. Under the influence of alcohol, one thing of course, leads to another.
Women are the helpless endangered species!
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