Skip to main content

Popular posts from this blog

Smart Choices: The Three Muskeeters Of Life

There's a saying that goes, "You can't go wrong with a good friend or neighbor, but an intelligent wife is better than either." It's one of those nuggets of wisdom that carries a lot of weight, hinting at the profound impact of an intelligent partner in life. Let’s break it down, shall we? Think about your best friend for a moment. They’re there when you need a laugh, a shoulder to cry on, or someone to share those “remember when” stories. Friends are the spice of life, bringing joy and support in equal measure. Neighbors, on the other hand, can be lifesavers in their own right. Whether it's lending a cup of sugar, keeping an eye on your house when you're away, or just being a friendly face across the fence, good neighbors make everyday living easier and more pleasant. Now, imagine having an intelligent wife. She’s not just a partner in the romantic sense; she's a co-conspirator in steering life’s twists and turns. Intelligence in a...

From Defection to Disgrace: The Political Orphans of APC Primaries

  Power has a peculiar smell in Nigerian politics. It draws men the way lanterns summon moths into flame. Every election cycle, a procession begins: senators, governors, lawmakers, and political drifters abandoning the opposition for the ruling party with the swagger of pilgrims who believe they have finally reached salvation. They cross carpets, wave brooms, chant new slogans, and kneel before cameras like repentant sinners entering a cathedral of power. Then the primaries arrive. And suddenly the cathedral becomes a slaughterhouse. The recent humiliation of defectors who fled to the APC expecting automatic tickets deserves to be studied in political science classrooms as a masterclass in ruthless power management. The ruling party welcomed many of them with smiles sharp enough to cut rope, allowed them to dance at rallies, pose for photographs, insult their former parties, and declare loyalty with theatrical enthusiasm. Then, when the real business began, the party machinery q...

There is no Good nor bad

Good and bad are artificial constructs.  They were not mined from the earth like iron or derived like equations. They were assembled—slowly, nervously—by creatures trying to survive themselves.  Strip away culture, religion, and law, and the universe does not protest murder, nor applaud kindness. Stars collapse without ethics. Oceans drown without apology. So one is tempted to conclude: morality is a beautifully dressed illusion. But that conclusion is only half a cut. Because something has to explain why the illusion holds so firmly across time, culture, and conscience. Before morality became language, it was experience without division. Long before humans debated justice in courts or argued ethics in philosophy halls, a quieter drama unfolds in the Book of Genesis.  A man stands in a garden that has no language for “good” or “bad” as we know it. No moral textbooks. No internal courtroom.No categories dividing reality into permitted and forbidden. Just existence in its r...