A WOMAN in Texas, United States (US)and her male companion were in November 1979 robbed by two Black men. A month later, Cornelius Dupree Jr, a 21-year old Black man was arrested because to the police his description fitted that of a suspect in another rape case.

AS expected, the aim of any nation is to be great through political and economic developments. Thus the goal of balanced development has been the inordinate ambition of all leaders of many developing (poor) countries after obtaining freedom from colonialism. Nigeria is not an exception to the vision of greatness which today has become an illusion.

UCHE Okafor is one of those fellows you never knew when you met him. Could it be during his days at ACB Football Club. He was quiet, self-effacing and good at his game, yet he appeared at a point stars filled the Nigerian firmament. I have nudged myself a couple of times since the news of her demise, particularly the circumstances of it.

Fortuitously and unfortuitously, developments in the boxing establishment compel some of us to subject ourselves to deep, serious interrogation, as to the core essence of the sport in today’s world.

WHEN will our hearts stop bleeding for Africa? Where is the big pot that is calling the kettle black? The other day, a friend of ours in Ivory Coast overheard Laurent Gbagbo complaining to another friend in Gold Coast that he was already planning to step aside peacefully when he suddenly noticed that the loudest voices on his plight were from the Oil Coast and they were a lot guiltier than him.

IN this season of politics and bountiful harvests, many political giants are becoming political orphans who are in need of shelter. Better put, they are becoming political nomads wandering the landscape in search of better pastures.

THERE is no doubt that the political career of former president, Olusegun Obasanjo, has been one of the longest and most successful in Nigeria. Right from when he first entered national consciousness as the soldier who received the instrument of surrender from the defeated Biafran forces at the end of Nigeria’s Civil War, his rise within the polity has never waned.

BY every measure of publicized and institutional Abrahamic religiosity, Africa stands out and Nigeria is a leader. This
is one face of Africa and Nigeria, its professed religiosity. The other face is corruption a result of power unrestrained by conscience and fear of God. How can this be? The question is itself its answer.

This is a popular English cliché that says “
…Those who fail to plan, plan to fail …..” this is the idea that came to mind Friday morning when colleagues Olu Amadasun and Felix Okugbe woke me up to seek my view on the state of Nigerian sports in 2011, given THE MANY COMPETITIONS THAT ARE LINED UP FOR THE YEAR (Okugbe’s words)

Hi Readers! On the drive down to Jos, I debated in my mind whether or not, to scold Seb for keeping Heather’s registry wedding a secret from me. I wouldn’t have done that to him. I wouldn’t dare! What stressful times could he have been going through that he could conveniently forget to tell me?

“I think we are getting to a stage when he (Obasanjo) gets back from his overseas tour, we shall approach him to accept the presidency.”

The New Year is as good a time as any to make sweeping changes and while I really don’t have a resolution as such, there are noticeable changes that seem to be emerging from me rather involuntarily. I found myself changing in my attitude and disposition last year and it seems inevitable to embrace that change.

Despite the fact that he was a missionary, he was bold enough to aver that: “The Jesus who came forward publicly as the messiah, who preached the ethic of the kingdom of God, who founded the kingdom of heaven on earth, and died to give his work final consecration, never had any existence.

Many patriots have of recent drawn attention to the need to trim down the cost of governance in Nigeria. We need to do so now because ours is probably the highest in the world, especially with the scandalous cost of legislation in the country.

In our march through time, we move from one life’s station to another. We acknowledge these movements in many ways.