Bon Anniversaire

Yesterday was my parents’ 25th anniversary.  Great news, right? I’m sure you think so too. In the typical way of men, my dad didn’t even remember, not even when Mom added it in our Morning prayer point, thanking God for the journey of the past 25 years.

Anyway, one thing I realized yesterday was that marriage really takes two people to work. I think the marriages of the old rooted in mutual respect for each other (not the fickle love of today) worked a whole lot better than our contemporary marriages.

My dad had only seen my mom once when she came into his shop in the market to buy some clothes before he started making inquiries about her and her family. Turned out he had gone to school with her eldest brother. He then went to ask her parents for her hand in marriage and then completed all the necessary traditional marriage rites within days. That was on New Year’s Eve of ’88. They then sealed their marriage by exchanging their vows before God nine months later, which was exactly 25 years yesterday.

It was a very fruitful journey producing six offsprings – four girls and two boys – while still waxing strong. I wish them many more years together and I look forward to their 50th.

Happy Anniversary, Mum and Dad.



The Compound Idiot

I traveled to my hometown on Friday for a double weekend
event and was unfortunate enough (or perhaps fortunate, for the trip might otherwise have been quite
dry) to find myself upon a bus with a particular pair of driver and conductor. The center of distraction, shall we say, was the bus conductor. He was a colorful
one. Or rather his tongue was.

This man was continually engaging in a war of words with anyone who would take him up on the offer. The most spectacular of his verbal opponents was a lady–a very fat lady, according to him. He complained that the lady shouldn’t board his bus again. When asked why, he quite simply responded, “you take up too much space!” I’m sure you could argue that this was very discriminatory but Nigeria is not a land known for political correctness.

The woman turned and rained all sorts of abuses on the very thin, bespectacled man, concluding with, “you’re simply an idiot!”

As with most fools, the argumentative Mr. Spectacles was not one to let you have the last word. With a depth of gravitas that he clearly summoned with great effort, the conductor’s final retort was: “there’s clearly a difference between an idiot and a compound idiot as you clearly demonstrated now!”

Though I successfully stifled mine, there was outright laughter from some of my fellow travelers. It seemed clear from the reactions of each of the combatants (indignant huffing and puffing on his part; hands raised in victory on hers) that there was no confusion about whom the laughter was aimed at.

My final thought: I think the little man was just angry that he didn’t get to drive the bus.


Army, Boko Haram in fierce battle for Bama


Terrorism is sadly gaining ground in Nigeria even if we refuse to acknowledge it like the Military wants us to.

Originally posted on softlinkblog:



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                                                                       Chief of Army Staff, Lt.-Gen. Kenneth Minimah

Boko Haram’s drive to expand its caliphate suffered a major setback on Monday as 59 of its members were killed by soldiers while trying to capture Bama, one of the largest towns in Borno State.
The terrorist group had last week declared a caliphate in Gwoza, a town 135 kilometres from Maiduguri.
Investigations revealed that over 200 insurgents, who were dressed in military camouflage, stormed Bama in a convoy of vehicles and motorcycles painted in the army colours.
Many of the residents fled to neigbouring villages, Kodunga and Maiduguri. About 200 of them are in Maiduguri awaiting the intervention of the National Emergency Management Authority and the state government .
A security source, who confided in one of our correspondents, said the insurgents also attacked Madagali and installed a ruler for the town.
It was gathered that tension…

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12 Ebola Questions You’re Wondering About


Arm yourself with these simple answers.

Originally posted on TIME:

In case you’ve missed it, the deadliest Ebola outbreak is spreading in Western Africa, taking at least 900 lives so far. The U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) is sending 50 infectious disease specialists to the region in order to help quell the outbreak and provide much-needed resources and expertise. As the outbreak worsens, confusion—and panic—has grown.

To sort fact from doomsday fiction, we consulted current and former CDC members and infectious disease experts including Dr. Ron Behrens, of the London School of Hygiene & Tropical Medicine, and Amesh Adalija an infectious disease physician at the University of Pittsburgh Medical Center.

Here are answers to common burning questions. Visit for ongoing coverage of Ebola.

Where does the name “Ebola” come from?

The virus is named after the Ebola River in what is now the Democratic Republic of the Congo. That’s where the virus was discovered in…

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Oh God, let this Ebola virus cup pass over us

A week ago, the The Sun back page column with the above title went viral nationwide. I’m only just beginning to understand the enormity of the spread of Ebola virus in this country. It’s even much more worrying as it has spread to the Southeast which is my region. A part of the article said that

…it would be unfair for the Good Lord to allow the Ebola Virus Disease to berth in our country. How can God let Ebola into the country when our doctors are on strike? In a country where maternal death is still a major challenge? Where malaria has continued to kill us the same way it did to Mungo Park and his people nearly two centuries ago? How can God allow Ebola to enter a country where, by culture, we do not disclose the cause of deaths beyond the usual “after a brief illness”? A country where relatives of the dead regularly call up editors to rain curses on them for reporting that their dead died of cancer (despite that the report was correct)? You’d almost think cancer was some abominable disease.

Since the doctors aren’t available to offer advice, here are my simple preventive measures.

Good bye to shaking hands.

Goodbye to hugging.

And definitely No Kissing.

Like they said, “the fear of Ebola is the beginning of longevity”.

We’ll probably all die anyway but may it not be of Ebola.