UNGA 2026: When the Canyons reach our doorstep, by Dakuku Peterside
The real test of a United Nations speech begins on the journey home. The cameras are gone; the promises must find their way into decisions, budgets, and difficult conversations. Nigeria spoke at the 2026 General Assembly. What will it do with the words it carried to New York? On 22 September, António Guterres warned that […]
Sow a seed; get a rain of blessings
Welcome to the month of October and happy anniversary to all Nigerians. May the Lord bless our nation and guide our leaders to serve in the interest of the people.
You cannot have your cake and eat it
“Every generation must fight the same battles again and again and again. There is no final victory, and there is no final defeat, and so a little bit of history may help” -Tony Benn
The presidents we need from 2019
“The future does not belong to those who are content with today….timid and fearful in the face of new ideas and bold projects.”Late Senator Robert Kennedy, brother of President Kennedy, both killed by gunmen. VANGUARD BOOK OF QUOATIONS, VBQ, p 71.
“De-P-Squared?” I hope not
For some time now, P-Square (the twin brothers, Peter and Paul Okoye) have been in the news for the wrong reasons. They, along with their elder brother, Jude, have been churning out more of squabbling than great music that brought them to limelight. Initially, it was rumoured to be a publicity stunt, but I guess the handshake has gone beyond the elbow with some recent events, especially the video of their fight that went viral.
How many people have you led across the road?
The routine is fairly the same. Early in the week, every week, I try to sit or lie still for a while and allow my mind to dwell on things I had witnessed, observed or read during the week. Sometimes my mind is crowded, in which case I silently pray for divine help in choosing a topic. Sometimes, on very rare occasions I must admit, the topic chooses itself with such clarity and force that I can’t wait to get to the computer. On some other occasions, it is the other way round. I am blank. I lie or sit there sometimes for a stretch, pondering what to write on.
