THE BALLOT OR THE BULLET

It’s beginning to look like 1983 all over again. I have this foreboding of déjà vu all over again. The recently announced austerity measures by the Jonathan government in a deep and deeply unsettling way is redolent of the last days of the Shehu Shagari government that ended the Second Republic.   Even so, when…

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THE AGE OF CONSEQUENCE

  “They go on in strange paradox, decided only to be undecided, resolved to be irresolute, adamant for drift, solid for fluidity, all-powerful to be impotent.” Owing to past neglect, in the face of the plainest warnings, we have entered upon a period of danger. The era of procrastination, of half measures, of soothing and…

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PROMETHEUS UNBOUND

  These were the words that race through my consciousness as I left his presence utterly mortified by what I had just seen. Ecce Homo: he lay there horribly incomplete and totally oblivious of my presence. Motivated perhaps by the quite ordinary impulse to say “something” or driven by anguished profundity – “at every turn…

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In Praise Of Mediocrity

I have been fortunate to have done quite a bit of overseas travel compacted over the summer months and coincident with the long holiday break in the school calendar.  As I look back, exhausted and trying to catch my breath inside the salt mines of Lagos, I realize that all the trips I took were…

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Sitting On The Fence

  I wager that this critique about my muse might still have some validity today. I am often accused of not writing for the common man because I write about ‘lofty’ ideas that fly above the heads of ordinary readers. Three decades ago, I was particularly stung by this critique, even as I persisted in…

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Losing Touch With The People

This piece has some resonance with the just concluded Ekiti elections. It is a cautionary tale that underscores the need for a tactile kind of empathy with the people. Recently, I paid an unscheduled visit to a state owned general hospital. Mercifully the visit was not for treatment but to make some inquiries; either way,…

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The Power of Words by Kaye Whiteman

  On my recent visit to Lagos I received at the hotel a brown envelope from my old friend Tunji Lardner, whose bulky frame has somehow found a way of elbowing itself into this column on previous occasions. I had learnt that he had returned to his old metier from the world of civil society…

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Casting Stones

  In these two articles written in two parts, I examine my ongoing dilemma in confronting the moral relativism of the Nigerian society in which any and everything bad as opposed to good can be rationalized and justified. We have not so much as immoral as much as it is that we are AMORAL. Having…

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Casting Stones 2

The Preface In Casting Stones 1, I bemoaned the moral relativism of the Nigeria of my youth. I look back now, some thirty years on, indeed a generation away on how quaint my moral dilemma must seem to the Nigerian youth of today. Considering that most Nigerians,(perhaps as much as 70% if you consider our…

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Casting Stones 3

So it turns out that there is a third part to this story after all. To properly put this into some historical context; there was indeed a time when Nigeria was clearly under hegemonic rule and I dare I was a little bit more poetic in my writing. So I took some poetic license to…

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