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Proof that Higher Education does not help

The other day I was innocently looking out of class, as the lecturer pretended to be lecturing. I mean, I cannot help but stare at the beautiful by passers, the only other option I usually have are:-
a) Try to listen and follow the lecture until I get a level 1 headache, which then advances to a splitting headache, known as a level 2 headache.
b) I can walk away, walk away(singing that walk away song in my head)
c) I can doze off in class, but the furniture isn’t quite for this purpose, like those metallic benches that have been put everywhere in the city centre, which by the way, I heard are part of the Millennium Development Goals.
Back to my story, as I was in class, the lecture happened to ask an obvious question, which no one answered. Seem no one answered his question, he asked if we didn’t know the answer. Discovering that we knew the answer, but we weren’t interested in answering, the lecturer then asked why we were in class.
The lecturer said that he thought that we were in class to learn. But some people in the class vehemently denied that. They instead said that they had been called by the Joint Admissions Board, on a Government Scholarship, since they had passed in Secondary School. See, JAB calls you to do a course they select .They said that those who joined public universities to learn, are the Parallel Module students, since they paid to come do specific courses , hence they were focused.
I thought that made sense. This made me to start to think about the benefits of what is called higher education(the lecturer was still lecturing in the background of my head). This was spurred by the stupid things that I see undergraduates doing, and the even more stupid ones that graduates doing. Kanye West in Goodmorning says that people already graduated but they still stupid. Mind you, this stupidity is different from kidishness, it is in a class of its own.
To get a few pointers to this stupidity we do not even have to go far, starting from my block, we have people fighting hard for stupidity of the year:

• There is the guy who has his meal of ugali and sukuma, and he must love it because he has it daily. We are fine with that, but must he pour solid remains in the sinks, drains and bathtub? again, must he do it on a daily basis. Maybe he loves the sight of sukuma floating on a blocked sink, or he plain stupid.

• Must the guys who live next door, clean their room and deposit the dirt on the corridor just outside their(and our) door.this is also repeated elsewhere in our beloved country(of machetes and head slayers) where you will find garbage dumps just outside peoples doors and compounds. the reasoning out is that as long as the house is clean in the inside, someone(more stupid than me) will take care of the outside.

• When we are traveling(mostly "upcountry") we throw away rubbish outside the window of the car. No one stops to think of the very observant driver who may be trailing behind, and a packet of unfinished milk will end up splashed on their windscreen.

• We spend all our mornings(especially for the ladies) phoning in radio stations to discuss and comment on our sex lives, and stuff such as how vegetables make things slippery(seriously maina kageni?)

• We will always go and vote in someone, according to our tribe, so that we can eat. Sadly, we are all waiting for the day we can eat, despite having our tribesmen in the government. what is even more surprising, is that we are always in the opposition, which leaves me wondering who voted in the government.

I could go on for hours, but thinking like a stupid person is prooving to be quite hard, and boring for you.

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