Nigeria, Dec. 1 -- Nigeria is on my mind again-not as a headline, not as a statistic, not as an argument on television, but as a burden that sits quietly on the chest, refusing to be shaken off. Every nation has its pressures, but Nigeria's pressures are different: they are silent, ancestral, and layered. They move like tectonic plates beneath the soil-fault lines buried in history, identity, memory, and the deep unspoken things that shape who we think we are. These fault lines do not make the news every day, yet they are the very cracks through which our future is leaking away. Ethnic suspicion, religious hostility, and political fractures form a triangle of tension that has defined our national story. And the real tragedy is that none of ...