About one year ago

It was Nigeria, the weather was hot, the humans of Nigeria were complaining about the president’s determination to become a British citizen by spending time in their country under the guise of being ill, petrol was still expensive, and Nigerians were still bending over backwards to buy it and mumbling curse-words at a government which swore to make life easier for the citizenry and instead went about making it harder, and the hallelujah challenge on Facebook and Instagram was kicking up speed. People were making all sorts of comments and…

#SARS story 001

Please, do not try this at home. Okay, having dropped this little caveat, let me now proceed to the meat of the gist. So I have this friend, whose identity I will protect. A young man, tall and well built. Now this young man does a number of things, one of which is running errands for a religious organization that he occasionally has to worship with. And upon a time, one of his errands involved the uninstallation of a big flat screen television set used for scripture and sermon projections,…

JUNE 12: and Baba gives the Southwest a bone

So it is no longer news, this news that president Buhari has shifted the date of the Democracy Day celebrations to the 12th of June, in a move that has seen celebrations and congratulations break out across the southwest and particularly to the family and children of the late Basho run M.K.O Abiola. History reminds us that the late MKO Abiola was the winner of the annulled June 12, 1994, presidential elections, which was supposed to have heralded Nigeria’s transition to civil rule after a long stretch of military rule.…

Threesomes and own goals

Me, myself, and I. Refers to one person, it could be me, or it could be you. One of the terrific things about social media is how it strips us of our individuality while maintaining the illusion of isolation. Case in point: I could be in my little hidey hole in Akungba, Kogi State, with my phone in my hand, making a mockery of the posts of my friend, and I will end each post, tweet, or comment with the now-popular “I’m in my house, come and beat me”, knowing…

Oga Nnamdi: missing in action?

When it comes to the Biafra matter, I’m in charge of saying all the “ I Told You So” in the book, because for as long as we have had this column, and even a good deal before, I have been screaming this from the top of my voice, from street corner and rooftop alike, telling people not to put their faith in someone who claims to be fighting and agitating for the separation, or rather secession, of one region from a country but still retains citizenship of another, very…

Have you Registered?

I was in a bus yesterday, on a long trip that has absolutely nothing to do with the title of this piece, save that it was where I met the people who gave the opinions that prompted this writing. That, and the fact that it has been a while since I communicated with you, my good people. Blame it on the tempests that have plagued my personal life of late. Not that it is any of your business, of course, but I am Nigerian, and like many of you, I…

Nigerian Army Human Rights Abuses | A Need For Re-Orientation

I am in a city in Nigeria, in a house I call home, watching a video of Nigerian army human rights abuses against certain youths in an exercise that took place along Aba-Umuahia expressway. The young men, shirtless, are made to lie flat on the dusty floor, and then in a puddle of mud by the side of the road, presumably as punishment for being sympathizers or members of the Indigenous People Of Biafra, the pro-biafra movement spearheaded by Nnamdi Kanu. At first the video had all the hallmarks of…

Nnamdi Kanu: of dancing pythons and forceful shows

All human interactions are political. All. None excluded. It is a trademark of human interactions that they be carried out in the best way possible, so as to leave as few people as possible feeling disgruntled or dissatisfied. This is important at all levels of human association, from the family, which is the basic unit, to any other level, be it church, work, or any other organization. Nowhere is it more important than in government, especially at the national level, especially when the said nation is in a democracy. Even…

Why i am tired of this Country

Still on the strike matter… I’m tired of this country. I recently had cause to be at a federal government owned teaching hospital. The place was busy, people milling to and fro, going about the business of their health, since it was also going to affect the health of their business, or businesses, as it may be. I was joining the crowd, waiting to be seen by the doctor, when a lady beside me whispered, ”the doctors are on strike, this wait wey we de wait na just matter of…