By complaining that their country should be interested in something other than Gay Marriage, Nigerians face a complex dichotomy not easily unwoven. They are (narrowly) correct to complain, but the sense in that is true is too narrow to be habitable, let alone practicable. In this case, their choice both to complain, and to take the passive stance of the victim (from whom complaints, rather than, for example, revolutions, inspirations, methods, tactics, and powerful perspectives come) — they simply contribute to the problem they confusedly think they deplore.

This is because the complaint is a passive loss of momentum. That momentum must be understood as an asset, and used to actively improve their position. In every possible context and moment. In this way, their travails will become their wings. In the common way, our travails become our tombs. And we assemble them actively, with tiny choices, day by day, like a wasp, assembling a stone cell for an egg. In our case, sadly, we are the wasp, and the egg, and the prey. If we lay an egg that consumes ourselves, the future is stillborn. If we lay an egg that consumes our travails, the future becomes… miraculous and open, alive, and shot through with vital wonder and the dynamic living hues and musics of liquid learning.

It is not impossible, however, to both appear to complain and use the structure of the situation one is complaining about to clearly deliver new, previously impossible solutions. New perspectives and suggestions that not only re-frame the issues, but delver the power to see and affect their roots directly to those involved. This kind of ‘active complaint’ has the power to transform minds, futures, and nations. And this complaint I have just written is a simple blueprint for that. Now you have one. Surpass it; wildly, creatively… and beautifully… like the living genius we are born to be and know.