If any bank manager does not like what we have to say here, they could proceed straight into the Lagos lagoon. The banks have become the seat of all evil, and surely they will reap the fruits of their doings.I am not talking of bankers stealing depositors' money; those ones should merely die in jail. A worse evil, shied away from by commentators, is the banks' hold on their workers' sexuality. It is common knowledge that bank girls are almost always graded commercial sex workers, and that a girl/woman who has just got a job in these seats of Satan is not expected to get pregnant for a certain number of years, even if married. It is also not in doubt that, as a young man, you are probably not the only one in the life of your banker girl's life, even if she sends SMS serenading love. I have seen this at close quarters. The banks compulsorily make prostitutes of our girls, and the word of God is going to consume them even if this is beyond the CBN's mandate. I'm also aware that they are going to try and defend their crime, accusing me of hasty generalisation. That is their cup of tea.They can drink it with sand. We are in a democracy.It is utterly maddening to learn that there are banks, in this country called Nigeria, where women who put to bed are asked to return to work after just two weeks'yes,two weeks'on the excuse that they are casual workers. The bastards who head these brothels will never allow their own wives to experience such horror, and when the judgement of Almighty God comes, some of them are going to bury their children with their own very hands. They have commercialised other people's children; their own children, too, will reap the seed sown by their parents, with some of them gunned down by armed robbers in SUVs bought with depositors' grime and sweat, what the Yoruba call owo oniru, owo alata. Mr Bank Manager, sit back and enjoy this essay. Get some coffee.Of course we know that these may not be official policies. But we know the difference between theory and practice. And if these bank girls themselves object to the word prostitute, they should simply reflect on the number of men they have known this year alone. They are given criminal, satanic and thoroughly unrealistic targets, and booted out should they fail to meet them. This is why, any time I enter a Nigerian bank and see these big guys in suits and foreign ties, talking glibly and maintaining a calm but fake exterior, I am reminded of the serpent in the Garden of Eden. The bank criminals surely have lost the awe they once commanded, and are gradually descending to the low level of respect accorded the nation's teachers. Often these young managers disappear with huge, mind-blowing sums, or run their branches aground. They have not learned the way of righteousness, and may perish in their corruption. Some of them, who are dengeposing in the banking hall right now, are going to end up in their home town: Kirikiri. They are mere pilgrims in the banks.Two-week maternity leave! Surely the end of the world has come. I'm neither a human rights activist nor a feminist, but two weeks of maternity leave is a signal that the world has come to its very end. Does this present system have another fifteen years'Make no mistake about it: this is not a fable. Two-week maternity leave. At that period, the nursing mother's strength has not been restored at all. She is weak, very weak. Oh my, she is very weak indeed. But working for the devil is hell on earth. What her employer is simply saying is this : 'Well, you can choose to have sex for your own pleasure, outside of our own programme. But you must pay the price. You must earn your pay. This is not a charity. 'That nursing mother will work, and her bank will enjoy that sweat. That goes into their balance sheet. And I hope to goodness that women in this state are at least spared the 'customer relations' (ashawo/ashy) work like the other girls. God Almighty looks at such practices with indignation. This essay is not going to be read in vain: there is life for those who want it. The CBN may not get you, but there is an all-seeing Eye watching you, the One who knows your beginning, and your end in the lake of fire burning with sulphur. Assuredly, you will come to your doom with open arms. Keep enslaving the women.It is a shame, but many women are enslaved on many fronts. If their pastor is not making love to them spiritually, their husband is getting unfaithful, or else they are simply working for the devil.The balance sheet of a bank is written in blood and bitter tears. Every bank. Every last one of them, from Abuja to Bangkok. Balance sheets that will not banish their sorrow.Awolaja is on the staff of the Nigerian Tribune
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