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BUHARI: CHANGE HAPPENED WITHOUT ME!

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“I am a coward of no name I am a fool of sour fame For I sat among idle men While a wolf ate the hen.” Things had fallen apart: We saw the sages’ private parts Dangling in public spaces. For a clown, Lucky, but shoeless, was the king of our town… … I spat only whispers when they shouted “ Buhari! ” I had doubts, “How could one forget in a hurry That there was a ‘Goodluck’ , just yesterday, Who found Aso Rock after losing his way While fishing in oily Bayelsa creeks?” So I whispered, tongue-in-cheek. Yes, I ignored their calls for PVC – I said to me, “ PDP has become APC . Why enroll my weary thumb for those Beasts that pluck the petals off our Rose? While our bloody palms clutch thorny stalks” So I said to myself when they brought voting talks. Many thumbed…Now, Change rides on a horse. Hopeful hearts sing their voices hoarse The General plots, we say “Hurry! Make the looters sorry!” … “I will be hero of sour name

POLICE BRUTALITY: TRIGGER HAPPY NIGERIAN POLICEMAN NEARLY GETS LYNCHED IN LEKKI, LAGOS [VIDEO]

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WHAT HAPPENED? Okada riders were arguing with an unarmed mobile policeman off Admiralty Way, Lekki Phase I, Lagos, over attempt to foist another okada rider upon them. My understanding is that they rejected the ‘his okada rider’ because he is not a registered member of whatever union they had. While they argued, another mobile police officer fires a shot into the air --- probably to scare off the crowd gathering around his colleague. He fired the shot without warning and obviously without knowing the reason for the gathering. In the ensuing argument, the ‘shooter’ made attempts to shoot again, this time targeting one of the the okada riders. But for the intervention of the colleague he seems to be defending, somebody might have ended up dead because the confrontation was real and heading towards violence. Later on, he shamefacedly backed away--- so did I fearing another trigger-happy moment. This is another evidence of the fact that, in Nigeria, a cop can kill over a mino

WHAT AM I A CHAMPION AT?

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Everyone is a champion, believe it or not, that is an undeniable fact. But before you go around telling people that one restless nutcase called KIS told you you’re a champion, you should first ask yourself this very important question: “WHAT AM I A CHAMPION AT?” We know that Usain Bolt is a champion on the track, Steven Spielberg in movies, Lionel Messi in Football and Jay Z in rap. Wole Soyinka is a champion in Literature, Olusegun Obasanjo at politics and Aliko Dangote at Economics. Taking it closer to us, I would say Ebenezer Wikina is a Champion of some sort through his Write Paragraphs and related initiatives, Olulu Holloway is a spoken words champion just like Kemi Bakare while Sir Eriata Oribhabor is champion ‘Merchant of Poetry’. Bow, back to you – WHAT ARE YOU A CHAMPION AT? Some people are Champions at MEDIOCRITY – little success is enough; PROCRASTINATION – the idea is there but ‘tomorrows’ always look like a better activation date; CRIME – let others