Nigeria is a nation of parties—literal and metaphorical. It is a Nation too vibrant for monolithic politics. From the fiery debates over whose jollof rice...
Fuel Station Palaver Setting: A scorching afternoon at a seemingly endless fuel queue in Lagos. Mama Ade and Papa Emeka are neighbors, stuck in their...
Dear Mr. President, Baba Tinubu, how far na? We know say you dey try, but e be like say the “trying” never really reach us...
I’m on a train that has been standing in the middle of the fields for a while. The driver eventually comes on the intercom. Driver: “Ladies and...
First, let me thank tosyne2much who helped with the heart of the mocking post explanation, I only added a few edits and did the comparative. Nigeria is...
“When a people have suffered for too long, they will drink fairytales on fairylands with insatiable gullibility.” (Hamilton Ayuk). I will start this admonishment with a...
Strangely this essay had its foundations in 1968 and was in its original form published in the old Daily Times. Writing under the topic ‘THE...
There is unargubly a progressive value erosion in our country. This is happening increasingly, and there is no hope of it abating soon. This cankerworm...
In Nigeria’s complex socio-political landscape, there exists a phenomenon often overshadowed by the glitz and glamour of political power and fame—the plight of the forgotten...
Dey your dey Make I dey my dey Dey your dey o Nobody worry nobody Kpekele kpekem Dey your dey My brother dey your dey...