A few days ago, I received a phone call from a friend who stumbled upon the last article I wrote in which I lamented the predatory instinct for pecuniary gain that seems to have established itself as a defining national characteristic across all facets of our daily lives.

A joke went viral in the early days of the GSM which read: ‘What is it that starts at the neck, slides through the breasts, caresses the belly button, and moves across the thighs? It’s not what you think. It is a seat belt!’

Today Saturday, the 16th day of November 2013, Dr Nnamdi Azikiwe, an illustrious son of AnambraState and a great man of Africa would have been 109 years old.

The social trauma induced by the unexpected fuel price hike of January 1, 2012 seems to have put further discussions on appropriate pricing of Premium Motor Spirit (PMS) in the cooler. Meanwhile, government’s attempt to cleanse the Augean stable of fuel subsidy scams seems to have had little or no effect on the humongous value of subsidy paid to oil marketers.

Since the amalgamation of Northern and Southern Provinces in 1914 of a ‘geographical expression‘ called Nigeria, various ways have been devised by imperialist Britain and later, by Nigerians to forge unity out of diversity. The desired political unity has become elusive and far, as Kaura Namoda (North) is to Arindiziogu (East) of Nigeria. It is, however interesting to note that the search for natural unity continues unabated.