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My noisy neighborhood, by Muyiwa Adetiba

This wasn’t supposed to be my preferred article for this week. I had looked forward to writing about Ben Shelton, the likeable Black American tennis player who had a tournament breakthrough and would have matched a fifty year -old history if he had beaten Zverev, his opponent at the Finals of the US Open. Two […]
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Forthcoming American election exposes the bad and the good

MUYIWA ADETIBA Those who watched this week’s Presidential debate would have had to listen hard to believe they were watching an American Presidential Debate and not a backwater debate from some backwater country. The absence of decorum was embarrassing. One of the two contestants came to fight dirty. He succeeded. The other wanted to rise […]

Does it have to come to this?

Muyiwa Adetiba Here is a story of a man with four wives and eighteen children. He was an educated man who studied law in the UK. When asked by friends who had a similar educational background but who were content with two, three children, he was quick to tell them he did not plan it […]

This Cheese has moved!

By Muyiwa Adetiba Change happens all the time Unfortunately, many of us are reluctant to embrace change. I am probably one of the worst in this regard. I will delay and make excuses until I run out of room and excuses. Electronic payment is one example of my lazy attitude towards change. Zoom is another […]

Our leaders must make sacrifices too

By Muyiwa Adetiba We all literally woke up last week to find the pump price increased – again. Almost every administration does this at least once during its tenure. The script remains the same while the actors vary. Government of the day increases price, the petrol stations rush to comply, a bargaining see-saw ensues between […]

The house that ‘Mrs J’ sold

By Muyiwa Adetiba We were next door neighbours physically but he was actually more than a neighbour. He was like a senior brother. When my then pregnant wife had labour pains around midnight, it was to his wife a matron, we turned. That was our first real contact. Until then, we merely exchanged polite greetings […]

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