Watched the prisoners episode 2 on iplayer a couple of minutes after i started typing this post. Actually, i was moved to type this post because i watched it. So many thoughts crossing through my mind as the cameras follow the lives of two girls and one guy, the guy my age-mate and one of the girls ten years younger.... At 18, i was in my 3 rd year at Uni, 1st Degree, life was, you know cool, the required responsibilities, the added blessings, living my life like it’s golden... watching that episode... it is really, really sad I have been complaining about politicians who have made it their aim to pull down what others have built (may be one day i will type out my thoughts), I have complained about the victim mentality Africa nations have but...watching that episode... It is soooo sad, I have been telling myself, Lord make a way like we all need help. This post is going to be full of irrational typing.... young children who believe that life is – well – bada bing bada boo