While I am alive to the fact that our legislatures have more serious and I imagine, even pressing business to attend to once elected into political office, to some of us, even to many impressionable young people out there, we all look up to these people. The worst thing about looking up to somebody is that you don’t choose which parts to look up to, heroes and heroines have to act and even look the part. The flip side of this age-old adage of looking good forewarns the hazards of snap judgements made on the basis of outward appearances alone, but truthfully speaking, image is still everything whichever way you look at it.
How many of us have come back from the doctor healed instantly even without a Panado, after being to a well-groomed doctor’s office? A couple of years ago, there was one such young doctor at GPH. Word spread like veldt-fire and soon the whole town had even discovered that he freelanced at the hospital only after hours. Before we all knew it, that hospital emergency room was soon the ‘it’ place for most females in this city. Everybody looked forward to having that cold stethoscope down their back, being ‘commanded’ to breathe three times as it was placed on strategic places on your back was the ultimate highlight of such visits. Nobody could be bothered to pass through the dispensary after such visits.
