Category: It’s A Mad Mad World

Social commentary, furrowed brows, and subtle sniggers at the social craziness you see all around you…

GTFO, 2016. And close the door behind you.

It’s time once again to bid farewell to a year – 366 days shoved into one concise package, that we wave out of the way in time to welcome the next batch in. Nobody gets a year that goes entirely their way. There will always be several ups and downs, and...

Pee-brained idiots in flight

Human knowledge is a wonderful thing. Our entire civilization is built on information; with every generation, people collectively know more and more about everything by adding on to the wealth of knowledge gathered by our ancestors. At some point in human history, I imagine Oog the caveman decided that the...

Knocking on Hamish’s Dome

I don’t know if there are people who enjoy visits to the barber. Statistically, I guess there would be some who do – people who revel in the wonderful world of styling, who keep up with the latest fashion trends for the neck up. I am not one to judge – It...

Smells Like Mean Spirit

The world has been shrinking for quite a while. It has been, for a… No, not in terms of mass or size… Come on, don’t act like you haven’t heard that before. With the blazing pace of human advancement, continents, countries and people have been getting more and more interconnected,...

Noose of the world

For a few days now, I have been toying with the idea of getting into more serious articles. Let’s face it, here at the BBs and the YYs, it is not often that I weild my pen for heavy issues. In fact, in the digital age, it is absofrigginlutely rare...

Lost in translation

People come up to me and say “Not again, Hamish. For the last time, we do NOT come up to you, we do NOT ask you questions, and we do NOT exist, so stop making us up and putting us in your articles!”… Hmm… Well, ok, so after they’re done...

Look Who’s Stalking

Ever get that sneaky creepy feeling that you are not alone? That you’re being followed? Whether you’re walking alone in the middle of the night through a dark alley, or sliding past a thickly populated mall at peak time… ever get the feeling so strong that you feel like rebuking...

News Rules

People often walk up right to me and say, “Hamish, stop lying. We never walked up to you and said anything. In fact, we don’t think we even exist in real life. Stop making us up!!” It’s very disconcerting… But after a little bit of such bickering, they end up...

The Namastes of Africa

Namaste, somebody said. It was followed almost immediately by another cry of namaste. Pretty soon, I had a cackle of namastes from both sides. I looked up from my seat. I was getting some shut-eye in the backseat, being driven to my work in Port Harcourt, Nigeria, and the popular...

Organic farming… or farming on your organs

My dad tried very hard to develop my interest in newspapers. It wasn’t easy. I always liked to read, but that interest never graduated to the daily print. Politics confused me back when I didn’t understand it, disgusted me when I finally was able to figure it out, sports never...

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