I have seen street lights with their heavy lamps precariously dangling like the sword of Damocles over the heads of the unassuming citizens strolling underneath them. Giving a whole new meaning to a life hanging by a thread! It is amazing that our decaying infrastructures are not giving us concerns. We take it for granted that they would continue to stand tall and strong yet they are collapsing right before our eyes! But as true Lagosians, omo Eko gangan! We are just too busy to notice, mouthing Eko o ni Baje! like a rallying cry of demented dolts, especially when it was totally unwarranted, until one day, the ticking bombs explode, buildings collapse, bridges sink and pylons crash! At the height these street lamps are hanging, it is unsure that they would achieve terminal velocity before they cracked the skulls of some innocent pedestrian; it is always an innocent pedestrian that would bite the bullet. Why? It is apparent that in the bid to make ends meet, these death-dealing devices (like drones, eh?) are invisible to all except to the most paranoid. But now, you also know. O baje ti? Indeed.
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