Nigeria has become a country extraordinarily fluent in the language of tragedy. We mourn publicly, perform outrage efficiently, trend hashtags with impressive speed, and commission solemn committees with ritualistic regularity. We know how to count the abducted, how to announce rescues, how to issue presidential condolences, how to organise press conferences beside rows of exhausted survivors wrapped in donated blankets. But the deeper test of civilisation has never been whether a society can grieve. It is whether it can restore.
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