Owei Lakemfa

Remaining sane in an increasingly insane world, by Owei Lakemfa

Remaining sane in an increasingly insane world, by Owei Lakemfa

It appears the re-opening of the Strait of Hormuz, through which one-fifth of world oil passed before the US–Iran war, was one of the most urgent tasks of humanity. The United States has, for six months, been unable to re-open this vital artery, which handled 100–140 commercial ships daily. Then, like magic, Oman and Iran reached […]
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Blessed are the peace makers

Blessed are the peace makers

By Owei Lakemfa THE  Nobel prize awarded to American President, Barack Obama  on October 9, 2009 was for peace but it has since turned into an international war of words. Ironically, the award news came to Obama while he was holding a war cabinet. It was over the Afghan war he inherited from his predecessor, […]

Otegbeye: A debt of gratitude

Otegbeye: A debt of gratitude

MY generation and the younger generation may not be aware that we owe a debt of historical gratitude to Jeremiah Olatunji Otegbeye who passed away on Friday October 9, 2009.

They’re officers and hooligans

They’re officers and hooligans

By Owei Lakemfa THE massacre was expected. It was just a question of time. The international community is still undecided what to do. The Economic Community Of West African States (ECOWAS) has taken a step; it has sent a veteran coup plotter, President Blaise Campore of Burkina Faso to mediate. Mediate what? Mediate between the […]

Why I was not at Independence Day

Why I was not at Independence Day

By Owei Lakemfa I WAS not at last Thursday’s 49th Independence celebrations held by our leaders. I know I was not missed. Almost all of us ordinary citizens were not there, either physically or in spirit. We were not missed. The important thing was that our leaders had fun, congratulated themselves and remembered to thank […]

Doyin Mahmoud : A patriot marches on

Doyin Mahmoud : A patriot marches on

WHEN I joined The Guardian newspapers in August 1983, I thought it was chaotic. We were grilled like soldiers. Every day we had to bring at least one story.