Whoever, by the way, was Tinubu? It is a question that was generally shrugged off, or totally unasked,
for decades. The name was not given any prominent attention in the history of Lagos as the colonialists were the authors when it was still featured in the curriculum of primary schools.

The Cathedral Church of Christ, Marina, Lagos. lies to the West of the island on the waterfront. The church magazine is thus appropriately named, By the Lagoon, for that is precisely where it is at the corner piece of Odunlami Street and “Ehin Igbeti,” to give the Marina its native name.

This page took a new form away from “hard-core” social commentaries on a whim. The space for review of, and reactions to, current events became glutted with a variety of opinions about politics, politics, and politics – enough to make one’s head spin. However, it was fairly clear that it must be what the readers want, else there would not have been so much enthusiasm for its projection into every subject” even dating.

Broad Street, in Lagos, might have been named just for the factual description of its being truly wide. Even by modern standards of an urban roadway, it covered some distance from one side to the other.

Yes, we don’t have those songs any more in Lagos as we used to have them during elections. Nor from the other parts of the country either, although it might not have been part of the traditions of many other areas of the country.

The mailbox of this page has been almost set ablaze by the passion conveyed in some of the messages that came to hand As usual, we can only deal with one or two because of space constraints.

This is an open invitation, asking you to relax for one week-end, away from, Attahiru Jega, Obasanjo, Bode George, The Tinubu Tribe, The Saraki Clan, and the Jonathan Ensemble. Come away from the cloying grip of politics, at least for a breather, and meditate on someone, something, or somewhere you love.

There is a loose cannon rattling around the corridors of Aso Rock. They call him Mohammed Abba-Aji, but we know what we would like to call him.

You would of course have recognized that as a loose paraphrase of the opening sentence of “The Communist Manifesto”, the classic declaration of the aims and objectives of a political movement which has become a model and a source of inspiration for all socialist efforts down the years. As you also probably know, it was published by Karl Marx, with the collaboration of Fredrick Engels in 1848 on behalf of the Communist League which was then a secret organization of Russian emigres in Europe.

Indeed, “these are times that try men’s souls”. Perhaps we can relax a bit, now that we are assured that the political parties have “declared their intention” to nominate some specific representatives, or “flag-bearers”, for the forthcoming elections. The nominees continued to be shuffled like a pack of cards in the hands of a master gambler. And that seems to be precisely what those who are in the position to call the shots have been … gamblers with human lives.