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MOTHER: My 1st Telegram to You by ‘Lakunle Jaiyesimi

HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY

It’s been more than 3 decades she birthed me.

Three and a half decades of sweat, labour, worry

Will he grow, will he survive? Will he be man?

Living through the years with bated breath

Like in labour, will this baby come? Continue reading MOTHER: My 1st Telegram to You by ‘Lakunle Jaiyesimi

#Pausibility: Ambode, Lagos Is A State Of Excellence! by Adebayo Coker

akinwumi-ambode-350x253My Dear Governor,

I checked my archive and found out that I have not congratulated my amiable governor on any platform yet, therefore I must correct my insensitivity to my immediate environment by extending my congratulations to you. Please sir, don’t tag it belated.

I am a Lagos boy who believes it will beneficial and great if we are in sync with the government at the centre; and I must commend the level of work done so far: quite an achievement in this short period. The photo-Ops tell it all.

But sir, I want to bring something to your notice. There is a road behind my house; it was built by your immediate predecessor, well-lit at night that the devil himself will have no darkness to veil himself with to perpetrate his typical devilry. Every night, even if there is no power in the neighbourhood, that light will come on. I have on many occasions, at night, taken a walk with my wife in the brightness of that light but today that road has become a menace as robbery activities are daily recorded thereon because our precious ‘ Fashola light’, as my neighbours will refer to it, is out. Not that Fashola took it with him but someone is forgetting to turn on the switch of those lamps, regularly.

Continue reading #Pausibility: Ambode, Lagos Is A State Of Excellence! by Adebayo Coker

#PAUSIBILITY: The Day Of Reckoning Is Here by Adebayo Coker

cokerrIt will be gubernatorial elections tomorrow. No doubt, I will urge everyone to go out en masse, just as we did during the Presidential Elections, and cast our votes for any candidate of our choice. Nobody is going to drown especially if you take caution and do not go near the lagoon if you cannot swim.

Please and please, stop degrading the palace of The Oba of Lagos. We all have failed to realize that there is no  superhuman. What happened was just an act of the gods as it occurred to me that someone had been sharing in the drink of the deities for a long time but the day in question was just the day of  reckoning.

The task before us is to make a choice of who will govern our states. And I wouldn’t want us to be carried away by any side attraction or distraction. Continue reading #PAUSIBILITY: The Day Of Reckoning Is Here by Adebayo Coker

#PAUSIBILITY: ADULATION FOR THAT LAGOS BOY by Adebayo Coker

fashola1Let me start by wishing you a Happy New Year. Many things in your life will be turned around for good and you will record greater achievements this year; albeit you have to make the right decisions.

I had wanted to drop this piece last week but felt it would be more appropriate for the start of a new year.

I had looked through the stream of politicians we have around here and decided to celebrate just one that has a semblance of Santa Continue reading #PAUSIBILITY: ADULATION FOR THAT LAGOS BOY by Adebayo Coker

A NOTE OF LOVE TO US AND THEM by ‘Lakunle Jaiyesimi

crisesssA political fog has descended and successfully prevented clear sight, and one may justifiably say, made rational thinking more difficult than expected. Or how else would one describe the inglorious kidnap, yet again, of about 185 women and children by Boko Haram (same group that has terrorized Nigeria for years o, not a different one) in the North of Chibok? My reasoning is, if the government is yet to do anything about the abducted Chibok girls till the time of this writing, what ‘nothing’ don’t we expect with regards to this fresh abduction?

Between APC and PDP, Jonathan and Buhari, the people and the government, the new social media voice of dissent and the old order of “this is how we have always done it”, between the fine-mustached Elliots and the big-stomached Okupes, Nigerians must align themselves in a bid to define for ourselves the type of future we want for our children.

What is worse, some persons have categorically stated that, whichever way you look at it, whatever choices you make, Nigeria is bound to disintegrate before or after the 2015 Presidential elections. I may not agree. The indices may be glaring but this writer chooses to ignore them and not confuse himself the more by trying to make sense out of the no-sense situation, “The more you look, the less you see”. Continue reading A NOTE OF LOVE TO US AND THEM by ‘Lakunle Jaiyesimi

#PAUSIBILITY: EXCUSE ME! THIS IS A SECULAR STATE by Adebayo Coker

Fashola-360x225My good friend and brother, Jeff Underwood asked me earlier in the week if I’m considering posting any other thing on my blog apart from politics. It’s a good question as I have asked myself the same over and again; in fact, I attempted being apolitical on my blog sometime back but to tell you the truth, there is no way one would demand change in this clime without being political, a passivist or Dokubo-like, especially with the rodents that parade themselves as leaders because people with good brains lack the will to offer themselves for service. We must start considering our stance. Enough said.

The Government of the Federation or of a State shall not adopt any religion as State Religion.

Section 10 of the 1999 Constitution of The Federal Republic of Nigeria.

The motto of the Federal Republic of Nigeria shall be Unity and Faith, Peace and Progress. Accordingly, national integration shall be actively encouraged, whilst discrimination on the grounds of place of origin, sex, religion, status, ethnic or linguistic association or ties shall be prohibited. Continue reading #PAUSIBILITY: EXCUSE ME! THIS IS A SECULAR STATE by Adebayo Coker

#PAUSIBILITY: WE ALL ARE CRAZY by Adebayo Coker

lastma bribe lagosI had thought to relax my nerves for this week, especially when it is ominous if I don’t.

Still in shock after the auto crash that almost took my life on Wednesday night. At about 9pm, right in front of the Women Development Centre (WDC), along Oba Ogunji road, Agege Lagos , a Keke NAPEP tricyclist rode against the traffic and gave me a hard head butt. The car crashed and I sustained a cut on my toe, but I thank God for life.

Yesterday, I boarded a tricycle to Fagba as that is the closest point I could get to use the ATM, the mod con that emits money anytime of the day (if its operations have not gone on frenzy). One would have thought that in a  bid to Continue reading #PAUSIBILITY: WE ALL ARE CRAZY by Adebayo Coker

#PAUSIBILITY: NIGERIAN ARMY THROUGH THOMAS HOBBES’ EYES by Adebayo Coker

hobbesdLast week Friday, the 4th of July, 2014, Lagos, The Centre of Excellence, and one of the foremost cosmopolitan cities in the world, was thrown into pandemonium by some soldiers of the Nigerian Army. Few hours later, the official  statement, as is typical of reports of an official carnage like this, came from the Defence Headquarters  vide the lips of the Minister of State for Defence , that the ‘situation’ was taken advantage of by some urchins (take note of my inverted commas). I said to myself “that complied with the advancement of state complicity in lawlessness, as is typical of the situation that birthed ‘Unknown Soldiers’ in the 70s”.

I wish Thomas Hobbes had lived till date and beheld the present day Lagos, I am sure he would not have thought that anyone, regardless of the level of his/her crudeness, would yield to brutishness in dealing with issues of civil infraction. Let me put it rightly, not even a goat would love to deface this modern city that all Nigerians are proud of (how much more a rational being in relation to state properties?). But Hobbes would have been more disappointed (I am as disappointed) that the set of people he had thought would safeguard the Commonwealth as he had Continue reading #PAUSIBILITY: NIGERIAN ARMY THROUGH THOMAS HOBBES’ EYES by Adebayo Coker

#PAUSIBILITY: CONVERSATION WITH BENJAMIN, A LAGOS DANFO DRIVER by Adebayo Coker

danfoFew weeks ago, I went with a friend to carry out some maintenance works on his car. We left Willoughby Street, Oyingbo, Lagos, late in the evening and in order not to aggravate the fatigue of the day with the road rage that is most likely to happen on a typical Lagos road, we decided to cool off at one of the bars in the National Stadium (pity that is what this national monument has become). After cooling off (I won’t mention my brand so that Okupe through his retinue of assassins will not poison me), we hit the road. Just at the exit of the stadium, we heard a funny sound in the engine compartment of the car, and when we checked, we confirmed that the fan belt that was bought few hours ago had given way (Standard Organization of Nigeria is obviously sleeping). Perplexed, the fatigue increased even though the traffic on the road had cleared.

My friend decided to sleep at his friend’s place in Surulere to ease his taking the car back to Oyingbo the next day while I HAD TO GO HOME to my wife and son that night. The cab man saw a kill but I have always been a Lagos boy. Even though it‘s been a very long time that I used public transport last, I still can find my way round Lagos without my car, even at the oddest Continue reading #PAUSIBILITY: CONVERSATION WITH BENJAMIN, A LAGOS DANFO DRIVER by Adebayo Coker

Agagu’s Plane Crash: The gods must be angry

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Quickly, I do not have much to say than to record my condolences and much more, my father’s condolences.

Riro ni t’eniyan. S’ise ni ti Oluwa. Man proposes. God disposes. Sometimes, the loss of one life brings grief to an entire nation of people. Here is such a case, where the loss of more than one life has brought us grief and left us disheartened. Our sympathies, first and foremost, to the families of one of us, a member of our association and his son, Tunji and Olatunji Okusanya. He was until his untimely death the CEO of popular MIC Caskets. We also share our sympathies with the families of every other single person on that plane. Again, may you all experience peace. God be with you and with everyone of us.” – Pa A. A. Jaiyesimi, National PRO, Molusi College Old Students’ Association.

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That is not to sound so much as to mean I have no condolences to offer. No. On the contrary, I do have. May the good old Lord grant you all eternal peace, if truly there is anything like that. And to my late Pa Agagu, Ondo State former governor, you need more prayers. This is supposed to be your second death; what, in maddening environment, the maddeners would refer to as akutunku e l’ona orun. I’m not sure I can translate that. But it must also mean the same as saying RIP (Rest in Peace). To all other survivors and non-survivors, may God be with you. Continue reading Agagu’s Plane Crash: The gods must be angry

Nigeria@53: Where are the “LEADERS OF TOMORROW?”

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When I was a kid, my elder brother and I had a lovely pastime. It was a pastime we never thought could leave us; and that’s if we never got to leave it. Today, I am not sure to what degree one has left the other. Today is Nigeria’s independence day (53rd celebration of this? Wow) and it is nostalgic. I’ll rather not stare at the television screens for too long. That’s because I do not want tears to run down my face the way they did when I was a kid, staring at the television screens on Nigeria’s Independence days. I cried, inwards to outwards and I wondered why my brother never cried – maybe he cried inwardly – every time we saw other children like us, probably not looking as fine as I thought I was, marching proudly to loud beats of drums and high pitched rendering of the Nigerian national anthem.

What worsened my condition was the very expectation of a knock every year’s Independence day, or the eve of it, by some person dressed in military or paramilitary style, pleading with my elder brother and I to join in the children’s parade for Independence. I thought after all, Nigeria was a country for us all. And all the children of the country were expected to march on special days like this. If not all, at least the bright ones like us. My brother and I were that ingenious (pardon the little note of pride in it. Just thought to report how I feel in retrospect) that we set aside a room in my father/mother’s house at the then Our Lady of Apostles Secondary School, Ijebu-Ode, Ogun State, Nigeria. This room became a country; a country we could call ours, very real as far as we were concerned, far removed from what people refered to as Nigeria – a country we never believed was real, just an imaginary idea as we were only able to imagine everything about the country Nigeria. So, we created our own country – Lupek, the exposition of which will be for another day (But for now, we should be content with the meaning of Lupek – Love, Unity, Peace, Endurance, Knowldege). These are virtues my brother and I still keep today. Don’t ask where we are now. We had a President, Governor of our Central Bank, Ministers etc. We created commodities to trade with (mindful of our national GDP). These items were drawn and cut-out pieces of paper; including most-importantly paper pigs, paper goats,blah blah blah. Our major national revenue source was BOILED MAIZE. We created our own paper currency too – The Lupe. There was enough of it – too much, maybe; a reality that dawned on us after our own World War and we were vanquished by the enemy. The enemy being an Uncle, who sternly asked that Continue reading Nigeria@53: Where are the “LEADERS OF TOMORROW?”

MY QUEST@ The Tipping Point

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In the year 2013, I stood at the top, the tipping point of a precipice located somewhere remote, almost from world contact but for the cyberspace that connects.
Almost sloughing off self, almost falling off, I stood giddy from stress and lack of sleep and weak from hunger, protracted. Below is a dagger eagerly waiting for the jugular and behind is a team of aggressors, ready to reach out and push, slowly approaching.

 

Where did I come from; how did I get here in the first place? Had I dropped off the back of a flying (and dying) bird? Maybe it was that I escaped the crash of an aircraft. Or could it be that I was born here…right here on this precipice, never been anywhere else and without a plan to be anywhere else? Something tells me it was my mother, (aside) the best in the world, who blew me here to safety, with the wind, from the reckless claws of those zombies, who killed baby boys in our ancestors’ time.

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VALENTINE BLUES WITH HANNIBAL (& CZAR)

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Life!

Birth supplants death.

Our tears of sorrows, condemned, become laughter of joy.

Congrats, Kasey & Neemath on the new birth (Valentina):

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Valentine is here once again with the atmosphere festooned in red and labelled with an irresistible attraction of fun. For the hedonistic, which I myself couldn’t claim a neuter, it would be a time to check out the most resplendent of bars, where magnificent foods and wine are served and where the atmosphere is rife with histrionic blues to drive home our points to that special girl, who had our minds riveted on “forever-after stories” for far too long.

While these roses, chocolate bars, teddy bears, cards and frames fly without wings and nestle in the comfy of those we share these feelings and thoughts toward, I extricate myself from the purview of norms and break the barrier of tradition to effect the real value of what this celebration has on me.

How do we celebrate love? Continue reading VALENTINE BLUES WITH HANNIBAL (& CZAR)

Bode Asiyanbi shines@the 1st edition of British Council’s Lagos Theatre Festival

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At Eko Hotel & Suites, British Council Nigeria together with three of Nigeria ‘s most exciting theatre companies wan take 2 days do yanga with original, exciting performances wey go show for ‘unconventional spaces’ (whatever that is). Dem say ‘unconventional spaces’ na the Presidential Suite, Car Park, Petanque Area, and Casa Chianti Restaurant – at the Eko Hotel & Suites

 

Haering from the horse’s mouth, na the thing wey our first horse (Ojoma Ochai, Assistant Director of the British Council)yarn be this, Continue reading Bode Asiyanbi shines@the 1st edition of British Council’s Lagos Theatre Festival

The inspiring exploit of a Nigerian Artisan: Covers Car in Woven Raffia Palm Cane

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Ojo Obaniyi, 40, na artisan…I mean artisan on the ‘streets’ of the Nigerian city of Ibadan. But em dey talented and ambitious. Na raffia palm cane weaving be em work and the guy dey posed to take that to heights unimaginable.

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He don come up with a unique way of advertising em services – “he covered the inside and outside of his Volkswagen pickup in the natural material.”

The guy do am o, covering the entire car body, the wheel caps, chairs, steering wheel and the entire dashboard.

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Ojo wey get 20 years experience weaving raffia palm cane, yarn “I wanted to prove a point that it is not only the educated elite that can make positive changes in society. We, the artisans also have talents to effect a change and make a positive impact in the society. That is why I decided that I too must do something that will make people to recognize me and know me across the whole world and by extension prove to the world that African and indeed the entire Black Race have very talented people.”

See more pictures after the cut… Continue reading The inspiring exploit of a Nigerian Artisan: Covers Car in Woven Raffia Palm Cane

Flying Car: ‘The Car’, taking to the air. Thanks to University Graduates…

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Some things dey craze! No be the human actors o but the things themselves. Such na ‘the flying car’.

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Flying car? How on mother earth? Which kind sane person fit think of such an insane something.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway, the thing surely get em own way of filling the needs of millions (if not billions – remember Gangnam Style?) of people.  Just come to Lagos and start selling….

 

 

 

 

 

But hey, you no fit fly this car the way you go drive am o. If you be amateur driver, you still fit drive am inside gutter but fly? The gutter of the airstrip na hell. No be heaven o but hell because the person corpse go dance azonto inside fire.

 

Anyway, make we give thumbs up to those individual brains wey throw up the idea (including Hollywood) and those wey finish am.

 

 

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Nigerian kids emerge tops at World Robot Olympiad

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Team Nigeria emerged first amongst four African countries that represented the continent in the 2012 World Robot Olympiad, which held in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.

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Nigerian representatives include the trio of Mfoniso Moses, Mercy Ingibina Benjamin and Dapreye Zidafamor, selected from public schools in Lagos and trained by Alofos Science & Technology Foundation for the competition.

 

 

 

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Lagos Festival of Lights. Stealing copyrights?

With an appearance of splendor, glory, magnificence and…I no know bigger sounding words again, help me with some, Lagos, Nigeria celebrates Christmas period with dem own version of ‘Festival of Lights’. Beautiful things. If you no dey Lagos this Christmas period, then you are wrong!

See Lagos Pictures below and compare with standard ‘Festivals of Lights’. Pretensions without ‘OWN’ substance? Judge for yourself!

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Lagos gets em own Monopoly version with Makoko as Mayfair etc.

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E don happen, Monopoly, that popular Board game. E don get Lagos city version now. All the Oyinbo dem English places like Liverpool, Travalgar Square, Mayfair everything don change to Lagos names. This one na the original Naija way of playing Monopoly. Na now you dey talk. Globalisation, na so e be… This na the first of em kind for an African city and na Lagos dem launch am, with Banana Island replacing Mayfair.
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Murtala Muhammed International Airport e dey there. Makoko, the slum, dey there too. The Nigerian Stock Exchange and other properties dey on the board.

 

 

 

E get some other notable landmarks like the Tinubu Square, the New Afrika Shrine nightclub, Continue reading Lagos gets em own Monopoly version with Makoko as Mayfair etc.

Injustice against a drug man, addict, dealer, pusher or just a druggist

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RADIO SHOW:   Good Morning Naija

STATION:             MeroëRadio

TIME:                    25 hours G.M.T. every single day, no be small thing

Today’s Issue:    Injustice against a drug man, addict, dealer, pusher or just a druggist

I welcome you to another episode of the radio show, ‘Good Morning, Naija’ on MeroëRadio. This episode go bam. We wan focus small on wetin dem dey call Injustice as the thing recently affect one small part of an ogbonge profession of we country, Naija. That profession na Pharmacy.

Wetin dem dey call injustice?

According to Oxford Advanced Learner’s dictionary, injustice na “the fact of a situation being unfair and of people not being treated equally.”

So, wetin concern us for this matter sef; injustice, pharmacy? Well, me sef no know o. All wetin I know na say e get one Pharmacy like that wey dem dey call HealthPlus. Na the magodo branch for Lagos the injustice happen. And na against the Pharmacist wey dey work  for there e happen.

The antenna of MeroëRadio, na em catch the news on Sunday, 2nd December, 2012. The antenna see robbers, daredevils, as dem dey enter the Magodo Continue reading Injustice against a drug man, addict, dealer, pusher or just a druggist