Perspectives
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Ose Anenih: the folly of an insolent son, by John Igbinovia
Dear Ose, I read, with consternation, your pathetic attempt to defend your dad, “Mr. Fix-It” (sorry, Chief Tony Anenih), in your rather insolent rejoinder to Mr. Bayo Onanuga’s passing reference to the original author of “No Vacancy in Aso Rock.” A truly sensible boy would have avoided getting involved in such a sensitive issue, lest ancient family skeletons were excavated…
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June 12: The complicity we must not forget, by Babafemi Ojudu
The account recently given by Governor Sule Lamido regarding the events during and after the annulment of the June 12, 1993, presidential election is a distortion of history and borders on outright mischief. We must not allow historical revisionism to take root, especially on an issue as significant as June 12. If Lamido, along with Tony Anenih and Abubakar Rimi,…
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Why did Netanyahu launch his attack now? By Carrick Ryan
Iran were undeniably building a stockpile of weapons grade uranium, but there has been no intelligence made publicly available to indicate that the threat had suddenly increased. So why now? This wasn’t a war of necessity, it was a war of opportunity. Once again… this is a long read, but it’s important to break down Netanyahu’s geostrategic goals here, separated…
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Nuggets from AfDB’s 2025 annual meetings in Abidjan, by Femi Adesina
For five days (May 26-30), over 5,000 delegates and participants from 81 countries gathered in Abidjan, Côte d’Ivoire, for the 2025 Annual Meetings of the African Development Bank, AfDB. Venue was Sofitel Hotel in that country’s commercial capital. There were Presidents in attendance from a number of African countries, as well as a battery of Vice Presidents representing their principals.…
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Seeing Nigeria from my American daughter’s eyes, by Farooq Kperogi
Sometimes, it takes the unburdened and free-spirited perceptions of outsiders, particularly children, to appreciate taken-for-granted cultural peculiarities. This fact came to the fore for me after taking my 8-year-old daughter, Ramat, to Nigeria for the first time, between May 29 and June 16. Ramat, whom I named after my maternal grandmother, was born in the United States and, unlike her…
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The road to ‘Federal Republic of Bola Tinubu’ – by Tunde Olusunle
I’ve just watched a four-minute video clip of Alex Otti, the Abia State Governor, commissioning a humongous haul of 14 road projects in one day in Aba, the major commercial hub in the state. My interest was not in the ceremonial cutting of tapes and ribbons at every turn during the exercise. More than that, I was swayed by the…
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Crossbags, borders, and the gospel according to almajiri officers, by Folorunso Adisa
Last night, under the fluorescent glare of Murtala Muhammed International Airport’s departure lounge, a uniformed officer blocked my path and asked, “How much do you have in your cross-bag, Sir?” I met his gaze and said I had no money. He chuckled, muttered something about “nothing for the boys,” and, satisfied with my answer, waved me along. Moments later, a…
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Trump’s grave error, by Femi Fani-Kayode
President Donald Trump, I am constrained to ask you the following question. With respect, do you really believe there can be peace after you have dropped all those bombs? If so you are far less intelligent than I thought and power has blinded your better judgement. You have clearly lost your senses, your emotions have taken over and, like a…
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Benue’s killing field, by Bolanle Bolawole
“Any insurgency that lasts more than 24 hours, a government official has a hand in it” – the vile dictator, Gen. Sani Abacha. “Finally, Mr. President has moved out of his comfort zone in the Presidential villa…” “That is not true! The president has moved on a countless number of occasions from the villa. He is not a recluse like…
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Alia, Tinubu, and the crisis in Yelwata, by Ugo Egbujo
Father Alia is at his wits’ end. Under his watch, Benue has become a human abattoir, a slaughter field where hope bleeds out. As the sore he inherited festers and turns gangrenous under his nose, he dithers and waffles, unruffled. Alia’s phlegmatic calm mocks the screams of his people. While Benue, slashed and fractured, writhes in agony, his slow and…
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