KILLING THE INTERNALLY DISPLACED PERSONS(IDPs)

” I’m not afraid of werewolves or vampires or haunted hotels, I’m afraid of what real human beings do to other real human beings” Walter Jon Williams A couple of weeks ago we heard in the media that 200 children (and counting) had died in IDP camps due to starvation. Then the shouts started. How is that possible given the monthly allocation shelled out by the Government for the upkeep of the IDPs? Everyone turned and looked at Nigeria Emergency Management Agency (NEMA) the body primarily saddled with managing disaster on behalf of our humble selves. A frenzy. Then beans started being spilt. Apparently, some other horror story was going on. They had become nothing but an acronym; statistics and a cancer. Let’s back track a bit. The...

DRACULA (UNTOLD)

I don’t like watching films like Dracula. Reason being I like to sleep soundly. I’m not really interested in watching what our minds come up with by dabbling into the dark side. It is frightening enough that we have to deal with real demons, evil spirits and their ilk in this life, why add fiction? Anyway, SB had messed up their timings and I had to watch Dracula with the homies I went with. Vlad, The Impaler Luke Evans was hot; ripped, buff and had shoulder length wavy hair. Why don’t more of our men look like this? Toned, fit and hot? Please no one should tell me it is film! Are the actors not human beings?? Now we have our men growing their potbellied from ages as young as 30. There was a blend of medieval times and the dark side which gave...

THE MISSING CHIBOK GIRLS

I have honestly avoided writing or expressing thoughts on the issue of the missing girls for a number of reasons. As a woman i could relate to the many injustices suffered by us in the hands of men. This needs no elaboration. I could relate to childbearing, nurturing and rearing of a child. However, I felt that any expression of grief, any questioning, any participation in anything would be contrived and feel hypocritical. I am here in the city capital far removed from the pain and anguish that the families of these girls have to live with till they get closure whatever that will be. Can I really relate with them on that level of pain? It became clear yesterday as we stood at Unity Fountain to lend our voices to the struggle for the girls that the Guarantees...

THE MOTLEY CREW

I’m not a political analyst, a political commentator or even an arm chair critic. I’d rather write about the unending mysteries of relationships. I am however interested to a certain degree in what I’d like to call ‘situational politics’. If it is on the front burner, news worthy item and so on and forth, I’ll engage for a bit and move on; these issues are there anyway to pick up at any point. I’m derailing. Nigeria has the singular honour of being the most demystified mystery; I mean everyone knows by now how corrupt and confused we are but the mystery is we are still standing; bandaged, patched and all. We are a good example of the ‘more you see, hear and read; the more you will never understand. Let’s take a look at the happenings...

CLUELESS NIGERIA

I make a conscious effort not to speak ill of my leaders, but it is becoming increasingly difficult to remain polite in speech towards them and even encourage others. Yesterday, was to be the culmination of preparations, excitement, holiday plans and most importantly, the celebration marking the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ. At 8.30am, tragedy struck at a suburb on the border of the FCT, Madalla, at the St. Theresa’s Catholic Church. A bomb had been detonated as worshippers left the Church after Mass. The official figure of the dead is fluctuating between 25-39. Whole families were wiped out in the tragedy. Bombs then proceeded to go off at Yobe and Plateau states. At least four more people lost their lives in these attacks. The most interesting things...

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