'But nothing had happened to her father. Guns were changed; aircrafts were modified or replaced; and the serviceman had become ordinary again. But his daughters had inherited through their mother a dream of glory together with a general pessimism, a wishing to hope and a nervousness about hoping. It made for temperament, frustration, self-destructiveness. It is as if we all carry in our make-up the effects of accidents that have befallen our ancestors, as if we are in many ways programmed before we are born, our lives half outlined for us.' ~ VS Naipaul, The Enigma of Arrival
As you always talk about our mental health related effects, rather destructive within but demure without, our sort of endowed mental set up, you drew a fine underline here from this rabble rouser sort of mouthing 'justice for Nyibum' and his own way of igniting it. It's nothing other than our weakness: simply, shedding one's suffered loads of always being at the receiving end among an alien lot (not within our own one) on our own ones. So a tiger within but a cat without when cast among an alien lot sickness has been on us as a serious disease, and it's, I think, fundamentally because of not being equipped with a sound hold on one language (one's mother-tongue or any), the basic means of expressing oneself (one's subtle way of thinking, voicing for one's rights to any). And another cause is lack of confidence, namely diffidence, and guts that could be propelled both by not having a sound hold on one language and not being serious and methodic in pursuing a thing (profession to passion). In essence, not having a holistic hold on oneself, one's philosophy of life, and one's way of dealing with others and any situations. We are more or less, I don't mean to generalize so on each and every head of us, as you say, 'Drapcha', namely just charlatans, overbearing but shallow. Lack of education and that of 'holistic' one, and it's not only us but the human kind at large these days. I wonder how smart and creative we, especially those involved ones, could be, if we are equipped with a sound means of expression and can express our deep-seated emotions through the means of ventriloquism. Guts, courage isn't related with ganging over but with sacrificing oneself for others; beauty isn't related with just skin-deep but with the same quality; happiness isn't related with just a palliative feeling of relief but with a lasting feeling of exaltation and that by the same quality of sacrificing oneself for others' wellbeing.
