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Nigera Problems: No Be Today! It was Benito Mussolini , former Prime Minister of Italy who said: " Problem is to a man, what maternity is to a woman". This statement denotes several things. One, it suggests that problems and man are twin inseparable twins. Two, it means as long as man lives, problem will remain a daily experience of his life and existence. Three, the only problem free man is perhaps the man in the grave. Four, every association of man is inevitably rooted in problems.  What the foregoing suggest is that problem exists and will continue to exist at individual, corporate or national level. Having extablished the fact that man is expected to move from one problems to the other, then, one can also rightly deduced that man is designed by God to be problems  solvers from family to social institutions and not less at national and global institutions level.  Nigeria as a country has always have its share of problems from inception till date. This no doubt is expecte

  NIGERIA: DESIGN TO FAIL Nigeria is designed to fail. None of the founding fathers were saints. Neither Awolowo nor Azikwe or Balwa can be excluded from this failure. They were consumed by the lust for power and control of the Federal apparatus. What they have in difference was how the power was to be used, for personal, for ethnic and or for national objectives. The love for power and domination like the love for freedom and self-preservation is inherent in every man. Thus, while we may not completely blame them, the truth is none of the trio could be said to have acted in the best interests of the entity called Nigeria. They acted out of fear as against out of conviction. They wanted to preserve themselves, and at best preserve their ethnic identities. At the end, what they bequeathed to the coming generations was a nation designed and destined to fail. Forget the mistake of 1914, the nationalists of the pre-Independence had opportunity to rewrite the story and engrave themsel

  OF CANCEL CULTURE AND CANCEL GENERATION  ' Each generation  must,  out of relative obscurity , discover its mission, fulfill it, or betray it.' —  Frantz Fanon    Our world is evolving in nanoseconds. Old inventions are giving in to new inventions. If the world we live in will still change is not a question, but how and to what degree it will change is the question to be raised and answered.  Indeed, humanities and the world have evolved from different ages.    Hesiod, a Greek poet writing around 750 BC to 650 BC, came up with 5 ages:  Golden Age . People and Gods lived together in harmony, nobody had to work, and peace prevailed.  Silver Age . Men in the Silver age lived for one hundred years under the dominion of their mothers and not quite as peacefully and harmonious as in the golden age.  Bronze Age . Things are more modern. War was common, arms, tools and even houses were forged of bronze. People after death went to "Hades", a kind of hell.  Heroic Age . Thing

Two weeks ago, I escaped bullet, and perhaps death, by a whisker. Put better, through the grace of God. Death, yes, you heard me! I was almost a victim of stray or traget bullet if not for God.  I've driven to office and parked my car outside to attend to some of the pressing issues of the day when a colleague came in and asked: what happened to my car? I was startled but I maintained a bold face and told him nothing because sincerely I could not remember hitting anybody or someone hitting me. Be that as it may, knowing the kind of city I live in, my mind goes to the Maruwa guys whose menaced to motorists have reached crescendo.  Immediately, I stood up and followed him downstairs only to see that the windshield of my car has been pierced. At first, I thought it could be the hand work of small children who are found of throwing stones though I found it a bit difficult to believe since I didn't park along the street. Hence, my second thought of the possibility of som