By Dr. Ugoji Egbujo We love to dump the blames on witches. In the last year, I have lost two friends. Both were young men who lived in my village. I became acquainted with them during the previous four years. They were solid and hard-working. They struggled to create a better future for their children. […]

Agberos have seized textbook writing and publishing.In those days, siblings shared books. Older siblings wrapped their textbooks with brown paper and powdered the pages so that the books could remain clean and fresh, preserved for younger siblings. But that has changed.

So he’s been blaring his trumpet. While seducing the public some days ago, he said Imo state impoverished him. The man, from whom assets have been seized and returned to the state he ruled for eight years, said the state owed him his honey pot.

A few days ago, Gov Wike marched around the bushes. Cameras and journalists followed him. Wike, the strongman.

The rumours have intensified. The idea that president Jonathan can defect to the APC to dream of being president in 2023 is supposed to be fantastical, preposterous.

Somewhere in Lagos is a den of iniquity. Like all things Nigerian, rot set in after an early promise. The founding mission has been thrown to the dogs. A conspicuous eyesore now lives amid homes and schools, and family life. 

In March, some Unknown Gunmen, otherwise known as Evangelists by the children of God, attacked Soludo’s campaign team. They murdered three policemen.

On that fateful day, too many lies were told. The protests could have changed the country. But many people were in such a hurry. So they ran a marathon with the mindset of a sprinter. It had all seemed too successful that people forgot how to play rope a dope.

It’s a Nigerian syndrome. A title-craving disease. A subliminal do-you-know-who-I-am mentality that accompanies even the meekest around and leaves him one provocation away from becoming an agbero. 

Gentle and boring, cut out for teams with little or no footballing ambitions and no taste for style. As the Eagles team manager, Gernot Rohr has outlived all usefulness. If Rohr were young and unproductive we could have endured and hoped to reap continuity.

The gods didn’t help us. Those who had explained life under the colonial lords as servitude shortchanged us. Like the Old Major, the pig, in the Orwellian  Animal farm,  they had sold us dreams of freedom, equality and shared prosperity after independence.

They came to free the people from oppression. The Taliban of Igboland. Their motto is Freedom, Justice and Peace.

By Dr. Ugoji Egujo President Buhari needs to speak to this militia in the language its members would understand. I have borrowed courage from the workaholic Sheikh Gumi and identified them by their ethnic origin. Unfortunately, in these days of political correctness, ethnic identification has become sinful even if apt, except when talking about goodies […]

By Dr Ugoji Egbujo Many won’t believe that Sheikh Gumi is a medical doctor and former military officer. Gumi roams around like a peacemaker, flies the flag of mediator but quietly sows division and disorder. A few months ago, he patted crying bandits on the back and told them the military onslaught against them was […]

By Dr Ugoji Egbujo Like a sepulcher, it looked nice on the outside. At the gate, they seemed alert and professional. The entrance was imposing. The dusty car park is a long walk to the offices. Those who created that car park knew the institution would be inefficient. They made room for a crowd. The […]