In the past one week, one of the most famous voices of all time Celine Dion suffered two tragic losses; her husband Renee Angelil died two days before his 74th birthday.
Her elder brother Daniel died two days later, on her husband’s birthday, also from cancer.
May their souls rest in peace.
There are no words to describe how she must be feeling.
Being Nigerians, we like to own everything we love, whether its the Williams’ sisters or some yet-to-be-famous athlete in Belgium, we dig up roots for them in Nigeria whether or not they are interested.
We shall reimagine the music superstar as a Nigerian and christen her Selena Odion.
The skin colour can be explained thus.
The hair is even easier to explain.
So here is Selena whose husband has recently died.
The condolences are rolling in.
And more.
And another.
And the bomb drops.
And it’ll just have us all like.
Two days later while she’s still wearing black for her husband, her brother dies.
The headlines will go ham.
More tweets.
No dear, only two people did not die. Peep this.
And more tweets.
And then another bombshell.
In the end people will forget and move on with their lives as always and then it’ll beg the question again, what is wrong with Nigerians?
But here’s an answer.
Nigerians are mad, and have no one to tell them.
Period.
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