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To Waziri Atiku Abubakar: A final word for a diminishing star (Part 1)

To Waziri Atiku Abubakar: A final word for a diminishing star (Part 1)

I received a WhatsApp message from Waziri Atiku Abubakar on Sunday afternoon in response to my open letter to him, which was published earlier that day, titled “And now you call him Bola”, together with another article which I published the Sunday before titled “The 7th bid of Waziri”.
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Death and the old witch’s cry

Death and the old witch’s cry

IN African folklore, countless myths are surely evoked at the mention of an old witch. The wailing of this dark creature is, for instance, taken as portentous, a signpost to evil. So, at its shriek cry in the middle of the night, no true mother waits to be reminded to hold her suckling closer, lest the baby is found dead at dawn.

Freedom of expression: Between Gens. Azazi and Gantz

Freedom of expression: Between Gens. Azazi and Gantz

FREEDOM of expression is essential in every civilised society so long as it does not harm individuals’ character or malign institutional reputations through false and misleading information. It is a fact that violation of freedom of expression is violation of the right to freedom of association and assembly.

BUK attacks:The way forward

BUK attacks:The way forward

IT was a case of tears, sorrows and blood for the nation as the news filtered in that Christian community members at the Bayero University, Kano became casualty of the attacks by suspected members of the Boko Haram sect.

Why Salami should not be reinstated

Why Salami should not be reinstated

LAST week’s decision of the National Judicial Council (NJC) to recall the suspended President of the Court of Appeal, Justice Isa Ayo Salami, has continued to generate mixed reactions.

TRIBUTE: My Mother, My Mentor

TRIBUTE: My Mother, My Mentor

As the last child in the Fayemi household, my arrival was heralded with song and dance. Although my birth elicited genuine excitement on the part of my siblings, it was for my mother a cautious welcome. My mother’s caution was understandable having lost a boy and two girls in quick succession before my arrival.