The swell of public anger rose so high in the last three weeks in Egypt, it sustained the push for what many now call the “Egyptian Revolution.” The protests and the popular movement ousted President Hosni Mubarak who had led Egypt under the emergency law since the assassination of Anwar Sadat on October 6, 1981.

An old school friend of my father’s, a judge, never accepted private invitations to parties, or government cocktails, so as not to be corrupted or seen to be compromised by his public associations and gestures. Judges lived intensely private lives, isolated by the burdens of their responsibility. They had moral authority.

An amusing cartoon last week in the Vanguard raised the question of whether President Goodluck Jonathan is finally the political saviour Nigerians have long awaited.

An amusing cartoon last week in the Vanguard raised the question of whether President Goodluck Jonathan is finally the political saviour Nigerians have long awaited.

In a quiet and obscure corner of the world; a little and hardly known place called Ameke Abam, in Abia State, a gruesome crime took place last December 29. Chidi Nwosu, a human rights activist and campaigner for democracy in the state was brutally murdered in his home.

Just last Friday, on my way back to the United States, I had called the Minister of Information, Mr. Labaran Maku, to congratulate him on certain aspects of this government’s programme to which he is associated. I had, in fact, assured him of my willingness to help further the cause of this particular project if in the future he needed volunteers.

Dr. Kingsley Ozuomba Mbadiwe was an astute and consummate politician who brought a colourful dash to Nigerian politics. With graduate degrees in political science from the American ivy-league Columbia University, New York, earned in a very auspicious moment in 20th century America, Mbadiwe knew a thing or two about political strategy and horse-trading.

I confess to a frequent feeling of ennui and a sense of futility about Nigeria and Nigerian affairs arising, I daresay, from the large and gnarled picture of its undertaking.

MR. Dimeji Bankole, the young speaker of the Nigerian House of Representatives is built like boxer. He’s also been known to have had at least one good brawl in office. Once, in fact, with my good friend and brother, the Honorable Independence Ogunewe, and this in the Chambers of the Federal House – and he did not pull his punches.

In the last two months, there has been a spike in brutal killings of individuals in Imo state. These deaths have been unmistakable contract killings. The manner of execution seems clearly clinical, unambiguous, calculated to create fear and exact maximum symbolic threat.