I AM BACK TO THE FRONT Part of my New Year resolutions is to to reawaken my slumbering intellectual faculty. This part of me for up to two dozen months has either been in a state of passivity or disuse at best. Yes, on a daily basis, like it is for one learning to find and place rightly his/her feet on a foreign soil, yearning to survive and also fighting to succeed, any sort of intellectual work naturally takes the backseat. However, I feel guilty whenever I remember the Parable of the Talents. The easiest way out would be to blame Boxing as a jealous bride but I am the culprit who is unable to balance my interests. Moreso, I thank President Trump for his shithole commentary on Motherland Africa. While he has a condemnable resume heavy with racist slurs, I appreciate the shithole commentary in that it must help stir the Souls of the Youths and help stroke their mental phallus which hopefully can help birth revolutionary angst against the wolverines in power. Furthermore, I should state proudly that the sum of my bitter-sweet experiences as a GreatIfe undergraduate are extremely eventful and impactful - surely positively on the whole. So, an intercourse of experience and maturity has birthed a renegotiation of roles without a seismic shift in the very pillars of my idea(s) and ideals. I am proud to affirm that my views on economic relations between the bourgeois and the proletariat and how the ruling class is nothing but a protectionist institution of bottlenecked Capital and the savage avarice of Capitalists is still the same. I am happy to be back to my First Love. I will raise my antenna, establish channels with comrades in the tunnel whose blood are red with a passionate and fierce defence of humanity’s weak, downtrodden hoi polloi. I’m renewing my oath to raise my voice and fists in defence of these ideals at all times.