THE place between the hammer and the anvil is not a good place to be at all. No little moment of comfort but always, a foreboding thought of a lingering crush or disaster. A hammer that may come down and do serious damage, yes, even very serious damage.

A SEEMINGLY innocuous document, designed in the form of a bill to accentuate the beauty and brilliance of the broadcast profession suddenly gained traction penultimate week when the House of Representatives at the National Assembly, called a Public Hearing to put its contents to test.

IT was my friend’s day last week, July 7, 2022. Aaron Ukodie, Arumata, as I call him with fond love, excavated a piece of telecoms history and burnished it into the nation’s telecoms walk of fame, that will outlive all of us, even those who pray to live forever.

AS the nation hobbles towards a potentially explosive election period, there is the need to sound a note of caution that things may spiral out of control; desperation may push people to tread on the path of the unorthodox, and to manipulate information for their own inordinate end. A personal experience has informed this preceding cryptic opening.

SOME interesting developments are taking place before us. Elections come up next year, but the heat is on already. Young people are trooping out across the nation to register as a precursor to getting their permanent voter cards, PVCs.