Reseña del libro "Fever: The coldness of fever (en Inglés)"
In this tale everything is like everything, just as everybody likens everyone else, in a mythical sense. Everything makes up everyone and everyone is made of everything, in one blur oddity of an ironic distinctively same clarity of nature. It tells of the huge promise a blessed land points to, it tells of the many bodies buried and alive, that had and are, waited and waiting, for the satisfaction they ever sought, but never got and most likely will never get, as one entity. The story is about a family that expressively made up a nation that approved and doled out its version of justice to all its number, but appeases none of them really. It fostered its own colossal failure in combined efforts. It made that of its constituent membership insignificant and trivial in an unimportant way. This is the historical tale of the Nigerian nationhood. There is the honest triumph of labour, the hugely varied effect of wit against diverse hardship, and the seeming effectiveness of corruption and varied segregation where all other approaches appear to fail. But the lingering damage these leaves in their wake is too tasteless to be edible and yet must be wholly eaten. There is the highly proclaimed effect of diverse personalities on their orientations, and these aren't disguised in the blatant tribalism, regionalism and ethnicity that surround it all. Everything merges into vastly imitated robustly parochial ways, too alike to be sincerely different, revealing a rich nation with a fever it resembles. The coldness of fever sets in on the nation, as one character still only hoping. Its knowledge of its pains is more pronounced than that of its joys as it watches its people lead it away from the path of being one single entity. The people are chilled up in the agony of the cold, an indifferent feeling that gives them confidence to thrive on the land. They live in the freest nation in the world without the honest desire to enjoy its freedom. They realize that they have more options to be either good or bad as they please, because the real honest people are those who are freest and honest by choice, not those who are free because they have to be.
