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Social interactions in a society is normally based on individuals adhering to acceptable moral codes. Normally behaved societies are those societies where the moral code deployment of individuals equates society’s social interaction expectations. When the society’s social expectation is fuelled by reckless acquisition of foreign lifestyle, it will lead to lifestyle hyper-inflation. Reckless lifestyle inflation topples a society’s existing moral code and triggers behaviour expectations confusion within the society. Behaviour expectations confusion then leads to moral anarchy/decadence. Normally behaved societies have a set standard of expected behaviours agreeable to majority of the population. Behaviour malfunction is created when a society decides to recklessly get excited by foreign lifestyles and in turn applies these acquired lifestyles to the social expectation capital of their society. Apparently this will lead to moral decay in the society. A nation should have a national moral...

The hustle and bustle of life. The rush and rustle in human existence. But why do human beings get immersed in the hustle, bustle, rustle, and rush of life? I know why. It’s a strife to survive today and secure tomorrow. No one abhors a breakthrough. None detests success.Show me that man or woman who wants to make life’s back-of-the-bus their abode. None that I know. Everybody wants to make it in life. No one wants to be left behind and left out of what makes life a beauty. That is why we struggle and hustle. But must you kill yourself? In the process of striving to hit the goldmine, men work hard. In the onerous odyssey into the land of milk-and-honey, men sweat. Men toil. Men lose sleep. Men burn the midnight candle. And then, men burn out and burn up. They break their bones and mash their marrows. They get sick and ill. They get afflicted bodily and infirmed spiritually all because they have compromised on rest and restfulness. They believe they are invincible. They believe they ar...

"I am not cursing you; I am wishing you what I wish myself every year. I therefore repeat, may you have a hard time this year, may there be plenty of troubles for you this year! If you are not so sure what you should say back, why not just say, ‘Same to you’? I ask for no more. Our successes are conditioned by the amount of risk we are ready to take. Earlier on today I visited a local farmer about three miles from where I live. He could not have been more than fifty-five, but he said he was already too old to farm vigorously. He still suffered, he said, from the physical energy he displayed as a farmer in his younger days. Around his hut were two pepper bushes. There were kokoyams growing round him. There were snail shells which had given him meat. There must have been more around the banana trees I saw. He hardly ever went to town to buy things. He was self-sufficient. The car or the bus, the television or the telephone, the newspaper, Vietnam or Red China were nothing to him. He...