Commentary

How the word “Wife” Got Many Thinking, “How Far is Far Enough?”

How the word “Wife” Got Many Thinking, “How Far is Far Enough?”

Nigerians love CNA. Yes, I’m talking about Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Americans love her too. She’s almost like our favourite Nigerian-American these days. She’s strong-willed, as unapologetic as unapologetic can come when she writes (just read any of her novels or essays), and is, to me, the world’s foremost proponent of feminism.

I’ll pause here and say this: I am a big skeptic of the ideals of feminism, the “secular feminism” if you may. I, however, am a big advocate for gender equity and free speech for women. The sad truth is that the world has simply refused to limit their definitions of feminism to that; gender equity and free speech for women. This is what CNA fights for, and I’m solidly behind her.

Big Brother Unpredictable (#BBU) – Take 1 || A BBNaija Talk-Talk Series

Big Brother Unpredictable (#BBU) – Take 1 || A BBNaija Talk-Talk Series

I had to do it. The writer in me would not let me rest. I mean, there’s just so much to say, so much to analyse, and if you love using words to dissect situations like me, then you would not be able to resist the pull to do this if it ever overcomes you.

I did not watch the first two seasons of Big Brother Naija. I didn’t even know when season 1 happened. I wanted to start season 2, but I was in a place where my thinking was nothing but, “this thing everybody is watching, where they’re just sitting down, and talking, and annoying each other…abeg, I have better things to do with my life.” And so, I ignored the show from start to finish. Then, all the talks about Efe, Bisola, T Boss, TTT, Gifty, Kemen filled everywhere, and annoyed me the more. And then, I resolved, “I’m not gonna be lured to watch any version of this thing. Ever.”

And yesterday, I thoroughly enjoyed the Payporte games, and how only six persons out

“Have You Smiled Today?” or The Enigmato-Political Pursuit of Airborne Happiness

“Have You Smiled Today?” or The Enigmato-Political Pursuit of Airborne Happiness

Going into the end of the year, one finds out that 2017 has been a very weird year. A good number of these weird things have resulted to calamitous responses and even more overwhelmingly incongruent actions taken to calm the situations (Brexit’s non-terminating spiral, Donald Trump, Catalonia, Las Vegas shooting, Charlesville, Libya’s slave trade, Mugabe to Mnangagwa, Bobrisky, Davido vs. Wizkid, Banky W, and the list goes on and on). All of these persons, or places, or events, have been at one time or the other, publicity vortexes, either starkly showing us the truth of the world we live in today, or brazenly operating as the perfect smokescreen to hide, at that given time, the bitterer things that went on while they took centre stage. I really shouldn’t be taken by surprise saying this next part, but, the weirdest of all these vortexes is someone from an erstwhile nondescript (as far as world geopolitical zoning is concerned) section of the universe, the acclaimed leader of the people in this section, none other than Owelle himself, Gov. Rochas Okorocha.

First, Naija Should Fix Up Her Taste | Commentary on Music

First, Naija Should Fix Up Her Taste | Commentary on Music

It’s been barely three weeks since The Chairman, M.I dropped what is now, arguably, his most controversial song of recent. It’s been received with mixed feelings, especially within the Nigerian rap community; and why shouldn’t it? It’s a direct and bold challenge (some would say ‘attack’) on the state of rap music in Nigeria, and the rappers that sing them. I’m talking about no other track than ‘You Rappers Should Fix Up Your Lives’. Guess, he’s not one for subtlety, judging from the track’s title.

The Clarion Concern | Another NYSC Rant

The Clarion Concern | Another NYSC Rant

I’m currently serving as a youth corps member in Nigeria, and can I tell you folks, it is a hoot!

There are many bad days; there are funny days, there are meh days, but there are good days too, like very good, promising days. Guess, it’s just the same way with the rest of life, and living.

There was once a desire for NYSC. I say there was once, not entire suggesting there isn’t anymore, but from a quantitative angle, not many Nigerian youth and school leavers jump with excitement at the p