The Genius of 'SakiNama'

Ah, the days of being on Facebook. The age of innocence, for me. Of long verbose ruminations and the popping sounds of the Messenger chat bubbles. What a time. For some folks, it is still that same safe space holding promise, despite the endless clutter of memes and other gratuitous content gradually encroaching upon sensitivity, the same kind which eventually manifests in the form of 'trigger warnings' gracing the same timeline (or so it's called).

Then there are those posting on it. Aside from many bandwagoners and virtue-signalers whose 'reflections' happen to coincidentialy check off as many trendy political talking points as possible, there are still some 'possessed of sturdy intellect'. 

No, I'm not talking about the podcasters. 

Or the Nietzsche fanboys decrying herd mentality when they clearly have an acquired taste of that very mindlessness suiting their own petty pursuits. 

Or the Marxists who despite poring over contemporary issues,  make sure to sneak in their own resentment with any and everything as would so sustain an already fragile social order.

All of the above are hypocritical in one way or another. Real Sneaky Petes who are more sneak than Pete. If that isn't telling enough,  there ain't no God alighting from the heavens.

 Then there's the man I'm currently typing about who doesn't care about where he is on any aisle or spectrum. He is literally, quite all over the place. He is critical of everything and everyone and is so, unabashedly. One simply can't imagine harbouring such a degree of respect for someone they don't know or haven't met. Even though, I've happened to be massively triggered by what he writes on many an occasion, I've still proceeded to devour the same all the more religiously. Happened upon him on Facebook, in my age of innocence. I daresay, I won't be going back.

Now this here is a most fascinating individual. If the algorithm deems you fortunate enough for you to place a hazy profile picture of a man with glasses puffing on a cigarette with a somewhat lengthy assortment of words accompanying it randomly on your feed, here's what you do. 

Stop scrolling. Immediately. Hell, the rest of your feed has evaporated. It's gone, poof.

Read what has been typed. Till the end. Naturally.

Give yourself some time for it to sink in.

Agree or disagree, express it or don't, it's already immaterial. 

That's SakiNama for you. 

And to think I'd actually forgotten all about him. 

A few days back, I remembered his name and the fact that he also had a website. Hereby attaching the link to it and thus, ushering in all and sundry through the doorway to the workings of absolute, unadulterated, and most eccentric genius. It'd be most fitting to use a Facebook meme to sum all of this description up: He's out of line, but he's right. 

 To concude, I pray the reader's foray into enlightenment be all the more...illuminated. Amen.

                                                       https://sakinama.com/