DEAR NAIJA POLITICIAN, THIS IS YOUR LIFE (2) by Niran Adedokun
Last week, we brought you the first part of this piece about the traits that define the Naija politician and the groups they fall into. Enjoy the concluding part. The “I...
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PASTOR CHRIS AND THE LORD OF THE ROD by Pearl Osibu
It all began with the hair. It always begins somewhere, after all as Aristotle said “na something dey start something.” One day, Pastor Chris looked down from the...
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HOW TO KNOW WHEN IT’S PAYDAY IN JAND by Ruona Agbroko Meyer
Are you dating a Postmaster-General? You know men who keep posting you, always promising to buy those Louboutins “when salary comes in”. If you are then please don’t turn...
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RUN WHEN A WOMAN SAYS: I NEED US TO HAVE THIS CONVERSATION… by Joy Isi Bewaji
Girl: So… Guy: So… Girl: I need for us to have this conversation Guy: What conversation? Girl: We’ve been together for four years Guy: Yea? Girl: And I need to know where...
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THAT SPEECH BY FASHOLA AND THE THINGS LEFT UNSAID by Ayisha Osori
I like what I think I know about Governor Fashola and I can appreciate why some think he would be an ideal candidate for higher office. Recently, he gave a speech titled...
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DEAR NAIJA POLITICIAN, THIS IS YOUR LIFE by Niran Adedokun
Let me make one thing clear from the outset: I hold the view that politicians all over the world are not exactly dependable people. That gist about politics being a game...
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DEAR RUONA, OYIBO SH*T DEY SMELL O by Pearl Osibu
(Letter to my fellow Sabinews columnist, Ruona; Oyibo sh*t dey smell (to be read with utmost seriousness). Dear Ruona, It is with great dexterity and equanimity that I ta...
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BY DEFECTING, WHAT POINT IS RIBADU MAKING? by Ayisha Osori
In Nigeria, most political parties are platforms for contesting elections – nothing more. They are run like cults where members are not known, joining is like pulli...
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THIS IS HOW TO WRITE AN EBOLA NGO PROPOSAL by Pearl Osibu
My wonderful people of an Ebola-proud nation, greetings! I trust that between last time – when I started intimating you on how to leverage on this great (mis)fortune that...
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LOVE IN THE TIME OF POVERTY AND IGNORANCE…by Joy Isi Bewaji
I met Acada at the market. She was sitting in her mother’s shed. When I saw her I liked what I saw. Her breast was big and her black was shining. I told her I wanted to b...
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