The Tokyo Olympics ended last week. Nigeria won a Silver and a Bronze. To many Nigerians, it was a dismal outing full of drama and negative distractions. We had disqualifications; we had protests; we had a contractual agreement with a major sponsor cancelled.

Buhari poured cold water on the fire of pro-restructuring movements in his last speech on the burning subject.

Sometimes in the seventies, I had reasons to visit Sir Adetokunbo Ademola, the first Nigerian Chief Justice of the Federation. As usual, the person I met was not anywhere near a famed man of royalty and power, his grandfather was the Alake of Egbaland. I met a soft-spoken man who exuded so much simplicity. It […]

A President in jail is not a common sight. An African President in jail is even a rarer sight. A glimpse of a President, sitting or former, White, Black or Brown, in a prison uniform staying in line for food is not a sight to behold.

It was the best place to be on the night. To watch a high profile match without any vested interest. It meant there would be no anxiety. And no palpitating heart. There would be no chewing of nails or kicking against the poor stool, or worse still, knocking someone’s head as you tried to nod an imaginary ball into a seemingly empty net.