Last week, I read a news story that moved me to tears. Well, virtually every news story these days has the capacity to move one to tears so I imagine you are wondering what the big deal about this story is. Somehow our consciences have become deadened to violence and the effects of it from repeated exposure that it now really feels kind of normal.
I thought I had become numb too, until I read that short story. It was one of those early hours rush in Lagos traffic when you kill time scrolling through news stories when I read it and it was almost embarrassing, the way my eyes watered with tears, reminding me that I am still human, still capable of such emotions from items in the news. It was a story about the funeral of four members of a family – Nnamdi Ezebuala (48) and his three…
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