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Locking the back door of the soul, by Muyiwa Adetiba

Locking the back door of the soul, by Muyiwa Adetiba

Everyone knew he was a ‘born again’. Looking back now, I suspect he wanted everyone to know. It was something he wanted to wear on his sleeve. He didn’t have the flamboyance of a guy whose job brought him in contact with Advertising Agencies and Marketing Executives of big companies. His dressing was neat but understated. He […]
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Royalty on my mind

Royalty on my mind

The Moderates Club honoured one of its own last week when it hosted Oba Michael Adedotun Gbadebo to a 70th birthday lunch.

Time to let go,Chief Oyebola

Time to let go,Chief Oyebola

By Mayowa Adetiba A couple of weeks ago, Chief Areoye Oyebola, a former Editor of Daily Times, gave yet again, his account of the event that led to what some veteran journalists described as the day of the long knives in Daily Times. The knives that came out that day made many people to become […]

A dagerous game

A dagerous game

Last Tuesday’s Sallah would have been celebrated by all — Christians, Muslims and Ifa worshipers—in the Yoruba kingdom. That is how it had always been done. And that is how, if our politicians don’t mess things up, it should always be done.

Lessons abound …. for those willing to learn

Lessons abound …. for those willing to learn

‘I have been to morgues. There is no siren there. There is no posing in the morgue. There are no celebrities there. You put people under six feet and you realise that cars and houses do not fit in. I have come to understand that when people die, nobody has jumped into the vault to say bury me along.

Five days in another country

Five days in another country

Finally, the final piece in a jig-saw has fallen into place. Several years ago, over 30 to be exact, I had done an extensive tour of some Southern African countries that included Mozambique, Angola, Zambia and Rhodesia.

As our Inspector General finds love again

As our Inspector General finds love again

Any notion that the position of the Inspector General of Police is not a very powerful one, must be quickly laid to rest by the turn out, a fortnight ago, at Mohammed Abubakar’s wedding to his heartthrob, Safiya.

Blossom where planted

Blossom where planted

My week started with an S.O.S text message from a mother of four who had been abandoned by her husband, and to her, the whole world. Her travails started about four years ago when she lost her job and her husband’s business gradually collapsed.

And then there was one

And then there was one

I want to apologise for my column this week to those who missed the classic US open last Monday night out of choice; especially those who don’tknow the difference between a serve and a volley.

The great implosion

The great implosion

So why were we not surprised that the PDP imploded at its own convention last week? Why was the news not greeted with dismay by the generality of the people? Is it because we are yet to fully grasp the meaning of a ruling party that has imploded and the effect it could have on governance? No.

Big brother is taking notes

Big brother is taking notes

A couple of years ago, bank PHB, a Nigerian bank, ran some exciting futuristic adverts. One of them was on cars that could drive themselves while holding the owners in decent conversations. It seemed far fetched but the reality is that most of these futuristic science fictions seem to catch up with us sooner than we expect. If the mind can conceive it, then science seems to be able to achieve it. I will not be at all surprised, given what cars are up to these days, if Bank PHB’s dream soon becomes a reality.