Every Day is for The Thief by
Teju Cole (Random House, March 2014, 176 pages, $23.00) presents a
sad picture of contemporary Nigeria, even now being further torn
apart by destructive rioting, in a novel that reads very much like a
memoir. An un-named narrator returns to his home in the port city of
Lagos, the largest and fastest growing city in Africa, after a
fifteen year absence in the United States, where, we learn, he has
attended medical school and become a physician. We watch, as through
the days and weeks of his visit, he roams the streets and encounters
a society that only functions because of bribes and which is
degenerating as it forgets its native culture and its colonial past.
The city seems to be more in control of corrupt police and organized
gangs that, actually, tend to grease the skids of commerce and
society. The tone is one of tired resignation more than outrage as
the narrator connects with relatives and former friends. His years in
America have changed his perspective, leading him to be critical of
situations which his relatives and former friends have learned to
live in and with to assure their own survival. What emerges is a
society for which there seems to be almost no solution leading to a
happy ending.
Photo by Teju Cole from Every Day Is for the Thief
The novel opens in
New York where the narrator, now an American citizen, seeks to obtain
a visa to visit Nigeria. He encounters a mindlessly corrupt system
which requires him to bribe officials to get the document. Landing in
Lagos, he encounters the same upsetting corruption to get through
customs and to exit the airport, where he falls into the arms of
family members he hasn't seen in fifteen years. As they drive to his
former home, he sees anti-corruption billboards beneath which police
and toll takers casually demand bribes to move through traffic off
the books at half price, thus also cutting into government revenues.
He realizes that Lagos has become a patronage society requiring
frequent payoffs to those with position and power. In a series of
vignettes, Cole portrays Nigeria as a divided society with some
having plenty amidst a matrix of poverty. The narrator is a
writer/photographer/physician. He discovers that in this decaying
society, intellectual work become nearly impossible. The smells and
noise of electric generators are ever-present because electricity is
so intermittent it saps concentration and the soul. The pervasive
threat of violence is reflected in an episode where a boy is collared
with a burning tire.
The narrator goes
on a journey of discovery throughout Lagos in search of a sense of
history or the intellectual life. He visits a book store, the
university, the museum, and a record shop. In the record shop he
seeks to purchase a CD, only to discover they only sell copied
versions of the original, a metaphor for the life of the city. Only
the wealthy can enjoy the wonders of a private museum called The
MUSON, while a natural history museum shows no pride in the broad
cultural and social history of the tribal cultures in Nigeria. In a
bookstore, there are no works by Nigerian writers well known in the
outside world. Meanwhile, the city is filled with the violence of
competing gangs operating a quasi government within various
neighborhoods. As it becomes time for the narrator to return home,
for the U.S. has indeed become his home, he reflects on the changes
he and his homeland have experienced.
Teju Cole
Teju Cole's novel EveryDay Is for the Thief ( Random House, March 2014, 176 pages, $23.00) is a deeply evocative and discouraging novel which reads like a memoir and illustrated by his photography.. During the reading I had to reassure myself that the nameless narrator was indeed a character and not the novelist himself. There's a clear sense of verisimilitude while the novel contains a structure which builds on a growing sense of discouragement bordering on despair. Without preaching, it illuminates the problems growing out of a long colonial history and a present in which oil riches and the effects of foreign exploitation as well as tribal rivalry keep the country from discovering its own greatness in the past and the future. The book was supplied to me as an electronic galley by the publisher through Edelweiss. I read it on my Kindle.
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