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How to Sell Bullshit

  Let us gather the bullshit. I mean all the bullshit in the street. If you live in one of the less trespassed areas in Nigeria then perhaps this article is arguably further away from home for you than for many others but feel free to participate, there is enough bullshit to go round. One of the most provable truths of man’s existence is that at the heart of every problem lies a practical attainable solution which more often than not represents opportunity. Sometimes it is merely a small matter of finding the compromise and the willingness to consider flipping the script. The Nomadic Cattle farmers popularly known as ‘Fulani Herdsmen’ for the longest time imaginable (at least since the amalgamation, which is when we started keeping score), have been the poster boys of controversy relating to grazing control. Some of the more severe issues involve the damaging of crops. While that is a slightly more complex problem to solve, there is also the problem of pollution which is a l...

Initial State Offer... An Open Invitation to 'Bitcoin Jesus'

The world is rapidly changing right before our eyes. The Cornelius van Der Bilts of this age i.e the Bill gates and co of the dot.com era have paved the way and laid the foundations for the new set of industrialists ready to take the world….literally take it. DISCLAIMER!! THIS IS NOT AN ARTICLE ABOUT BITCOIN. Yes the blockchain technology is awesome and revolutionary, cryptocurrencies are the future of money and yes you should invest your life savings and thank me later with a handsome cheque. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, let me proceed to the matter at hand. I watched a presentation today that opened my eyes to a possibility that has pretty much been staring us in the face, and has been a sort of pseudo reality for most countries in the third world but has never been quite so neatly articulated or attempted, at least not so directly. We all know that multinational corporations have pretty much ruled Africa for the past three centuries. I do not want to go into th...

A dance In blood

It won’t be long before we all will be saying the things we have always known we would come to say if things continued the way they have up to this point. For the first time in the history of this country there are two separatist groups, officially declared terrorists   by the state operating in the North East and South East of our beloved nation. It is quite literally a matter of things falling apart and the centre being unable to hold. The poor handling of the Nnamdi Kanu and IPOB situation has presented us with a bit of a quagmire in the now troubled south eastern region of the country. We, the vastly silent majority who just want to live peacefully, are all cried out! We are yet again at the precipice. It’s the usual pre election year dance and everyone is playing dress up. Some are in the dated costumes of reverence and some are dressed as pythons. We dance along with pythons and men in Isi Agu, singing the monkey’s song and all the while fated to bear the burnt of a fire we ...

Who I Am

The more things change, the more the stay the same. This is the story of the world we live in today as we seem to be stagnated in a constant flux between the hopeful possibility of a better, more peaceful, healthier future and a cataclysmic devolution into irreversible anarchy. The handwritings are on the walls and pretty much everywhere else you look. Global Warming is ravaging the earth - no thanks to our collective irresponsibility. Global warfare on another note has spiralled out of control, with the institutions of state facing new kinds of enemies - the faceless kinds who are happy enough to just spread the gospel of fear. Global population is on an uncontrollable rise and we all keep saying the same things, attributing our actions and inactions to the will of the almighty. It all has to be part of THE PLAN. We pretend that the world is some kind of fictional place where all our actions have pre determined consequences of which we need not take responsibility and when they turn ...

Life in Danger

When I settled that I would write about water, the first thought that came to my mind was the lyrics of Fela's hit song; ' If you fight am unless say you wan die! water... e no get enemy' it goes on about the near omnipotence of the earth's most prominent substance, its characteristic neutrality and our non-negotiable dependence on it. The human body contains up to 70 percent water. According to HH Mitchell, Journal of Biological Chemistry , Our brain and heart comprise 73 percent water, while our lungs are around 83 percent water. The skin has up to 64 percent water, muscles and kidneys are 79 percent, while our least watery parts, bones comprise 31 percent water. {usgs.gov} . If I may put it in this context, you are about 20 percent shy of being as much 'water' as a watermelon. The health benefits of drinking enough water are numerous, from improved organ functionality to better skin and even improved mental health. Studies have shown that drinking at least ...

The Significance of Buhari's Appearance

We are at yet another trying period for our democracy. As speculations intensify about Mr President's health, Nigerians cannot help but wonder what the very near future holds for our nation. As someone put it to me recently "we are back to playing politics". Indeed it's fair to say that in the past year and half or so, governance rather than politics has dominated our national polity. Opinions may vary about Mr President's policies and actions or inaction, but one thing we can agree on is that for the most part Nigerians have  kept the focus of the debate on governance, much unlike the previous administration whose years were dominated by political hullabaloos and grand corruption culminating in the 2015 General elections. Mr President's health challenges have in recent times rekindled a familiar and bitter taste of political bickering over who should replace him come 2019. The rumour mills have been running on overdrive, talks of a resignation and even certa...

Don't Blame Me.

I have been meaning to tell you this for a long time. I am sick and tired of you blaming me.  I haven't done anything but be here for you, as I was for your father, his father before him and for many generations past. Still you leave me at the slightest opportunity, making excuses for your ineptitude and blaming me, just as your father did. But we both know I am not the problem.  I give you everything, as I did your father before you. I gave him my fertility, my beauty and my wealth as I have given you today but all he did was abuse and scorn me, drenched me in the blood and tears of my children whom you've forced me to bury before their time. You fight one another as though I am not enough for you all, as though I haven't always been. Then you turn around and run away as though another isn't immediately born in your place who thanks to your hateful cowardice grows up to resent me too. I'm not the one with a problem. I am not the one who steals from me and then lock...