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Oppression as a Test: A metaphor for the Nigerian Youth
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Oppression as a Test: A metaphor for the Nigerian Youth

Those who have come to know and trust death embrace it with love. It is the very foundation of freedom. Oppressors love no one, not their wives, not their children, not their friends. How can such a person love death? Behind the empty shell of the oppressor, he fears all the real tests of his worth that are imminent.” – Guynes Read More “Oppression as a Test: A metaphor for the Nigerian Youth”

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The Leadership of a Bad Brother – Flash 5

The end of the era of the leaders who are bad brothers need not be obscure, it must never be. The final evidence of poor but manipulative leadership that has enduringly ruled over others for a long time by way of deception, arrogance, intimidation, force, mystery and fear is the unmanageable chaos it produces within the boundaries of its control.

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The Leadership of a Bad Brother
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The Leadership of a Bad Brother

These musings as ordinary as they are have been inspired daily by reflections on the leadership of someone I can best describe as a “Brother”. Put together as a diary, it is an attempt to make sense of the tyranny an individual with the help of a few cronies can exact on people of means but no voice. It also attempts to present an eschatology of the end of tyranny as is observed. Each entry tells part of the story as appropriately as is possible.

The art of making powerful enemies mostly depends on one’s willingness or compulsion [either] not to care or to care so much about what others do in your actions and reactions. When making enemies be prepared. – 30/06/2016

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Loans Will Not Save Nigeria:  The Hidden Costs of Borrowing
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Loans Will Not Save Nigeria: The Hidden Costs of Borrowing

President Muhammadu Buhari won many die-hard supporters purely because he refused to play the game of “begging bowl politics” at a time when Africa’s innumerable dictators were queuing up to take IMF / World Bank loans as global neoliberalism aggressively dictated. If Buhari had accepted the aggressively marketed neoliberal-induced loans, General Ibrahim Babangida might have never become president and Nigeria’s recent history different. Conversely, if Buhari had remained in office enduringly then with the “no loan” stance, Nigeria might be up there today with Botswana, a nation that rejected IMF / World Bank loans. However, Buhari, now a democratically elected president is actively courting loans from economic powers, the most recent being China. What happened? Egnahc? Read More “Loans Will Not Save Nigeria: The Hidden Costs of Borrowing”

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“Escravos”: The Name of an Elite Anti-Colonial Freedom Fighting Group

If you have the privilege to visit Warri, the former “oil city” in Delta State coastal Southern Nigeria and ask about the organisation that calls itself “Escravos” it will not take too long for you to find out who they are and where they assemble regularly. You will be told a lot of stories but unless you happen by sheer serendipity to meet a member who would either not tell you anything or who will inform you of the astronomical greatness of the group including its “proud” anti-colonial, pro-democracy and freedom fighting exploits.

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Origins of an Opintar
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Origins of an Opintar

“Bird’s got something to teach us all; About being free, yeah; Be no rain… Be no rain…” – Gil Scott-Heron, from the lyrics, I Think I’ll Call It Morning

I proclaim myself an Opintar sometimes, yet with constant agreement. Many think Opintar is a fun name. Or of vernacular because they cannot google it. Or the vanity of one gnawed by rough illness many times. It is none of these. Opintar describes my lot in life and my compass. Opinterity is the closest I know to being emancipated and joyous. Yet it is not remarkable because of the uncertain internal costs. Read More “Origins of an Opintar”

Rancour: An Ode to A Lost Oppressor

When I nurse the hurts inflicted on me by friends and brothers within the spectre of brotherhood on so many occasions, it becomes a hard and fast law of my interaction to abhor it. Circumspection somehow replaces those he once trusted and bonded with. Well, this is both an adaptation and prudence necessary to lessen the impacts of mean men and frivolous types in my space. Releasing the hurt becomes my most exceptional weapon; it works like a bulletproof vest and quicksand at the same time. My foes get blocked and sunk by my releases.

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