When a hall of residence becomes a home of unease, where your very existence is threatened daily, then there is indeed fire on the mountain. There are truths we need to exhume, facts that need to be spoken about. Whoever has been to Block C especially in the past few weeks will agree that it is practically becoming a lavatory. The bathrooms have become so flooded as to reach Olympic swimming pool-lengths. To have a bath there is to pray to the gods that you do not commune with a host of unspeakable diseases. The drains work as effectively as Liverpool’s Never Walk Alone slogan – they are pointless. The toilets themselves are a different story. The accumulated mass of urine in the toilets sits comfortably in the gutters, instead of flushing down. And we wonder, what is being done about this?
It was a blessed Friday evening when a member of our organization was innocently having his bath in the right-side extension of C3 floor bathroom. Alas, all the pipes broke at once and what gushed out was the constituent of a horror movie – brown-grey water that smelled of severed genitals and century-old waste. The entire bathroom became a waterfall. Oh, how great the sight! Yet, we live and eat and bathe around such environment. The health situation in this hall needs to change, otherwise, Jaja will have to open a new site just for us.
While Commissioner Oluwasegun Omitogun did a marvellous job with the washing of the tanks this past week – a manifestation of his dedication to the achievement of his manifesto – there is still much to be desired. He needs to take a further look into the health situation in the hall. Katangites deserve a proper explanation for the flooding of toilets and bathrooms. Beyond that, the problem needs to be fixed. We are not animals begging to be housed, we are part of a federal system which uses our taxes and state revenues to fund education. So, the popular argument that the fact that we do not pay much means we are not entitled to full humane treatment is ignorant to the core. We are not asking to be treated as princes, we just want to know that we are not seen as castaways whose well-being does not matter in the least.
Health is wealth, they say, and such aphorisms ring truer than ever now. We need to get our toilets and bathrooms fixed if we are to even begin talking about good living. The safety of congressmen is the only basis of any discussion we could be having about anything related to the kingdom. Let us do something now before it is too late.