A CITY OF MAN PEOPLE
A CITY OF THE MAD. Chief Michael Adekunle Ajasin sat his sartorial self at the front pew of our St Andrews Cathedral Church in Owo, ten years after his exit as first civilian governor of my state. Again, he had on him his signature white cotton agbada. There subsists true or fabled stories of how he left the Alagbaka government house, Akure, in 1983, with the same set or numbers of clothes he came with in 1979. However, the one l saw on him that Sunday must have left his tailor's factory at least a decade before. l didn't need to be told the ex governor was not a rich man. He wasn't poor neither. But he died a contented man in 1997. Contentment is the grace to stand up from the dinning table and look away from the food tray when your belly is full. But the Nigerian public official, although filled and belching with excess, would still hide stolen meat within the corners of his mouth at a dinner, stuff fried rice into his socks, and try to shuffle moinmoin into his shoes.