We are all mere dust and equally so.

One day, I was having a discussion with a friend at the University of Ife in the early seventies.

I was seventeen years old.

Somehow the conversation drifted to “superiors.” I think he said something about “your superiors.”

I told him quite candidly that “I don’t have any superior.”

He was angry with me. Seriously, I don’t think he had heard that sort of response before.

But I was shocked that he was furious.