Like Play, Like Joke: This state will change by ‘Lakunle Jaiyesimi

“E go land…e go land…na em butterfly dey take enter bush” is a direct translation of an expression of dynamism. In this piece, it is the dynamic nature of all human relationships and activities and how they influence our choices that constitute our concern.

Just recently, like play…like joke…, a well-known bald-headed friend of mine and I digressed into a heated argument from a general discussion about a Nigerian woman – Kemi Omololu Olunloyo, who many perceive as having a mental challenge and who has recently gone public with the claim that a popular Nigerian Pastor, Daddy G. O. (as Continue reading

#PAUSIBILITY: Nigeria, Whirlpool of Executive Scoundrels and The Change That May Never Come by Debayo Coker

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I made a New Year resolution to try as much as possible not to burden myself with anything that may cause grief in whatever guise but my beloved nation wouldnt stop throwing lumps of it my path. If you notice this will be my first post this year. I have tried to evade the many punches but I just couldnt help it no more. Especially when Nalie arrogantly implied to Seun Okinbaloye of Politics Today on Channels TV last Sunday, 7th February, 2016, that Nigerians will accept his gagging bill, willy-nilly.

Happy New Year!

The other day when some wise men rose up from their Ibadan Summit and issued a communiqué of a perfunctory Continue reading

LADIES: WHERE THE POWER LIES by Monsieur Mobutu

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The place of women is in the kitchen.

The world is confused. While the men have become weaklings, many content with waking up to bottles of drinks; the women have realized that there’s a power beyond them, or that has been hidden from them for so long, and they are doing all they can to reach for it. Everytime and everywhere, you hear about women emancipation, gender equity and in fact ‘women first’. However, when a snake appears, the men must go first.

When the robbers bang at the door, the men must take the lead. And foolishly, many men would always say ‘YES’ to whatever the women say, however confused they may perpetually be even at their own detriment.

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ALMOST ALIVE, ALMOST DEAD a short story by ‘Lakunle Jaiyesimi

This piece was published on meronymofmeroe on the 13th of December, 2011 and sequels to this will come soon.Abstractt

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(Also published in http://www.naijastories.com/2011/12/almost-alive-almost-dead/)

They beat the pulp out of me that night of the 30th day of September this year. It was the eve of the National Independence Anniversary, which for 50 years had been trailed by mixed feelings. This was in spite of the general atmosphere of green-white-green that descended on the country.

I had almost passed by the boys sitting beside their rusty Volkswagen ‘Beetle’ a few kilometers away from mine when a careless log tripped me; I crashed into one of the boys with the load I was carrying. The oozing blood of the load touched this boy with an angry face and he raised an alarm the way he would had he seen ’a thief that killed and stole the only goat that belonged to an entire village’ – he was certain of an instant response. “Hey, blood”, “Catch am”, “He Kill am”, “Na thief”…

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