Who is to blame for Nigeria’s woes: the people or the leaders? By Oyinkan Medubi

The people’s behaviour in celebrating treasury looting is still reprehensible because they are adoring today what will make them cry tomorrow. However, the leaders’ behaviour is more condemnable because they are knowingly and recklessly leading the people to destroy themselves
Dear Reader, there are so many emotions coursing through my veins, along with what I hope is red blood, that I don’t know which one I should indulge first. Well, there’s the very shocking news that Spain has appointed a very beautiful woman as its, wait for it, Minister for Sex. Now, I say, that is a very hot one. Have you seen her picture? Man, she is hot, and her job is even hotter. She is charged with the onerous duty of jacking up the

‘The problem of Nigeria…’ by Oyinkan Medubi

 Instead of working together to build the country, everyone is busy looking for who to worship or who to worship them

During the week, I received the following message. It attempts to explain the Nigerian situation from the viewpoint of the average man. As usual, I have tinkered a bit with the grammar but I promise you the sense is intact. Please read:

… Two million of the likes of Buhari

The gods of War by Oyinkan Medubi

   With Idi Amin, there was no way of knowing if he was appreciating the value of one’s verbal contribution or the succulence of one’s flesh, until you woke up one morning to find you did not wake up and you were the breakfast.

Dear reader, I’m sure you’re familiar with the book/film The Dogs of War by Frederic Forsyth, I think. Well, I’m not. I have rather heard of that other one, the gods of war. No, you haven’t? Surprising, considering the story is lived out daily in Africa, what with all these despotic rulers who sprout like mushrooms everyday everywhere on the continent. The gods of war are the despots who people the landscape of Africa as rulers or presidents and brutalise their own people and declare war on them just to remain in power.

       Let me remind you of a few. I remember… Gnassingbe Eyadema of Togo who

Kidnapping, Plc. by Oyinkan Medubi

    My freedom can and should therefore not be taken away from me by anyone just because he is unemployed, greedy for great gain, aggrieved, poor, or just plain wants to marry me

This morning, I received this message on my phone and I am taking the liberty to reproduce it for you here. As usual, I have tinkered with the spellings and all to make it readable.

Please pay attention; something is happening in Abuja and Lagos now. People dressed like policemen stop cars and ask for particulars. Please on no condition should you let them in your car, they are kidnappers. Once they enter, they tell the driver that they are going to the police station. They end up taking the person elsewhere and ask the person to call someone to come and bail them with a ransom. It just happened to two people this morning. Also be cautious when taking cabs at night…

Just a few weeks ago, we wrote on this subject of kidnapping on this column and since then this dastardly trade has expanded. Obviously, very little has been done about it; this is why it is now operating like a fully established and registered company would – in the open. I am not giving up; I will continue to

May we find our road in this Year of the Rice… by Oyinkan Medubi

    I appreciate the ingenuity of the Lagos State governor as a sign of what Nigeria’s leadership can do. That seems to me to be the road that Nigerian leadership should now tread. I wish us a good road in this New Year of the Rice

I will start today’s entry by greeting all the readers of this column who have kept faith with us ‘Happy New Year!’ These are the ones who tell us they either read the column first to fill their bellies with enough laughter to last through the bad news given out by the rest of the paper, or they read the column last in order to get the bad news first before the laugh lines. You know that famous opener, ‘first the bad news, then the good news…’? Well, choose your order. They

The Colour of our Protests - Oyinkan Medubi

The destruction of public properties during a protest has only one colour; it is called Colour Stupid

I love colours. They not only define the personality, they also say a lot. This is why conventional wisdom of signs has given colours different tags. For some strange reason, convention thinks that white represents peace. This is why the white handkerchief is never out of my handbag. Before the altercation begins, man, I am already waving the blessed white cloth in the face of my accuser: peace, peace, be still. I do not want to go to jail for having my bumper bashed. Oh yes, it has happened.

Most people think blue is the colour of love, when the going is good, that is. No one has ever told me what the colour of a failed love is – red, do you think, or blue and red? I know people think red is the colour of danger but I think that’s because it coincides with the colour of blood (dangerous, man!) and the fact that even the worst cataracts can discern a red cloth tied to the rear end of a vehicle ferrying some long iron rods that can inadvertently penetrate the brain of an unwary speed racer. Oh yes, it has also happened.