I had wanted to write on the alleged warning given to President Goodluck Jonathan by the late president Umoru Musa Yar’Adua regarding Jonathan’s rumoured ambition when the issue of betrayal stuck up like a sore thumb in front of me. And when I consider the enormity of the moral, civil and spiritual criminality of the word Betrayal, I wonder why it was not listed among the famed Ten Commandments.

“You can run, you cannot run. Run, don’t run. Stop, don’t stop”. No one is sure anymore. In the last three months or so, a purely internal affair of a political party has been placed at the centre of national discourse. An issue that ought to be left strictly in the hands of the PDP had been made to assume a national character.

Federal elections in Nigeria will hold in 2015. This is not official, but a pronouncement by Tadiganganran as he engaged in a studied argument with his rival Ikumbeloro. I cannot remember how the argument started or how the duo found themselves in my living room. But I recollect being an unwilling host to the argumentative gentlemen as they almost tore each other to shreds with words.

I had wanted to ask the Lowly and the Downtrodden to dare Nigeria’s marauding elite when it suddenly dawned on me that the daring had actually begun, but in a very wrong direction and with utterly wrong foot put forward.

Anytime I see our police men and women stationed at any Roundabout in any town in the country I just take pity on them. They look to me like sheep tied down to a post for slaughter. My mind goes out to their mothers, fathers, spouses and children in deep sympathy. And I am not exaggerating. Given the spate of abductions and murders of our policemen and women on Nigeria’s high ways and on intercity roads, and even right there at their stations one cannot but express apprehension for the cruel fate that daily assaults our police.

Fellow country men and women, and the restless youths of this hungry country Nigeria, please take this open piece as my formal declaration to run for the highest office in the land, come 2011. I want to start by telling all of you that I have already won the election even before the Election Day. Which is to say that whether you vote for me or you eat your votes, I am going to win the election.

Just when will the harassment of marked Nigerian citizens stop? When will the Established Force for Caging Competitors stop [EFCC] being used as a weapon of political vendetta? When will Nigerians

I hate having to write about Nigeria all the time. The thought of it makes me sick. But what can I do when I have an aged woman who is still a toddler! And I am sure my readers are not entertained

Our President, Dr Goodluck Jonathan, is a man of rare luck. The kind of luck that has no precedent in history and perhaps with no parallel in geography. This means that you cannot point to any man

You ask yourself what is it you are about to say when you pick up your pen or sit by the computer and decide to write on nothingness. I believe it happens to many writers once a while to feel sort of

Please keep your eyes closed and imagine that you are seeing a movie. Look at a man in front of you with clenched fists, his eyes roaming in their sockets like someone demented. Look at him

Nigerian so-called leaders are either deaf or blind or both. And it is no exaggeration. And when you consider the recklessness with which they conduct their own personal affairs and the affairs of state

The world has something unique to copy and learn from Nigeria. And I am happy to announce this unique gift to the world two days after my birthday. I mean the second day after the gracious

It was straight to his elder brother’s palatial building he went as soon as his airplane landed in heaven. He wore snow white Guinea brocade with silver grey embroidery to match and he looked

IF we do not know where we came from how can we ever know where we are heading to?

Today I have given this space to AKOGUN TOLA ADENIYI to air his views on the dwinding fortunes of the Yoruba race as he did at a recent lecture to mark GANI ADAMS’ 40th Birthday.

I will not name names today. But be sure that when I take my pen next week to conclude this piece, I am going to name names. I am going to damn the race that has suddenly found itself at the bottom of the ladder where it

Nigerians are a very funny lot. Most times we are just simply dumb or mischievous or both. Look at the word INCAPACITATED which has been bandied about for months now with everybody giving

Must we all die before something is done about protecting lives in this country? Let’s forget about

My father kept teasing me that I must have been a nobody or an inconsequential fellow; otherwise my name ought to have been submitted all these past years for consideration for the position of a minister. I had to take the rebuke in my stride, especially coming from my father who I respect totally. I did not have the nerve to tell him that he could not even make it up to a Principal grade as a secondary school teacher when some of his friends I knew were ministers in his own time.