Rendezvous With Dolly, Soon!

Sooner or Later I Shall Drink Pepper Soup (With Criminally Cold GUDA) Inside Dolly Parton’s International Airport, Nashville, Tennessee.

Iro! Na lie!

Lie for where?

Next time I visit Tennessee, my favourite tourist destination, my flight is most likely going to land at the DOLLY PARTON INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, NASHVILLE.

Are you kidding me?

For where? So soooon?!

The plan had been on since 2025. Many have been clamoring for the honour to be done to the unarguably most famous “daughter of the soil”. The one the Ngbati Ngbati people call OMO ONILE.

You are crazy.

Why didn’t they do it then?

The Tennessee Airport Authority naming policy stipulates airport properties can only be named after persons who must have been dead for at least two years.

But this Dolly of a Superstar has just been dead for barely a week!

Right observation but “nigbana wanko?” What about it? There is already an overwhelming groundswell of lovers of Dolly who want her to be so honoured and remembered.

Lobatan!

Who will not want such a honour to be bestowed on such an iconic figure? Even as you see me so, my next daughter is going to be named DOLLY.

Your daughter DOLLY? Who dash monkey banana?

Na me you dey call monkey? Where you dey when the OLUWOLE scientists in the diaspora cloned sheep and named it DOLLY? Where were you?

You know why?

Whatever be the WHY at least up till today that lucky sheep still dey bear that name. There was no quarrel over that naming.

Who tell you say quarrel and controversy no dey for that animal bearing DOLLY? E dey yanfun yanfun but the human Dolly just laughed it off and humorously allowed her brand name to be given to the sheep, a product of clone experimentation, as her own contribution to the advancement of knowledge in breast cell implants. Her global rating went up into the azure skies. Now is the most opportuned time to pay back not only with music awards.

Are the authorities not jumping the gun?

AK-47 abi kinla? For where? Not in the citadel of democracy. Thousands and thousands have signed “petition letter” to this effect. The Mayor of Nashville is in favour. The Governor of the State has announced his support. The Tennessee Airport Authority is all for it. By September 17 the Authority would sit down for a formality round table meeting for the ratification.

Seems this is another study in democracy. Not a one-man symphony orchestra that is playing to the gallery in the most unexpected of all places.

The good news though. Contracts for the task of changing the old name to the new one is expected to cost about $10.5million.

Obe! Soup! Obe de!

Which kind “obe” be that? It’s like drinking pepper soup on Dolly Parton’s grave.

I beg to disagree. That’s too morbid for my liking. Only passimists talk like that. Can’t you see something good in that gesture?

Arriving and departing from Parton soon. Isn’t that lovely? Isn’t that Musical? Poetical!

Poetical ko. Symbolical ni.

Na you sabi. That woman deserves all airport, airline and air traffic!

I hear you.