In our days, there were rewards for compliance and also punishment for deviance. We knew to obey and never to cross the line, when we did, though they disciplined us by smacking us, it was all for our own good we reasoned…

In spite of the very public war being waged by Nuhu Ribadu and the EFCC, elements of the Nigerian government still don’t get the message. Out there in the Departure Hall of the Murtala Muhammed International Airport, custom agents demand and receive bribes from hapless travelers

I haven’t tasted any fame at all. Nothing like that. I am still like our agberos in Lagos, hassling to leap into that Molue bus going to Orile from Oshodi. I haven’t. You can only say that when you come to my village. O yeah! They value me so much. There are no two ways about it. They say I am their Wole Soyinka…” – Onyeka Nwelue

My visit to Edo State was an eyesore.  The roads are filthy, and non-drivable. The once beautiful city is in ruins.  People are frustrated and lifeless in nature.  Fear is resonant in the eyes of many.  Everyone disappears from the street before dark for fear of armed robbers.  Most homes have gates that are ten feet high and reflective of prisons… 

My visit to Edo State was an eyesore.  The roads are filthy, and non-drivable. The once beautiful city is in ruins.  People are frustrated and lifeless in nature.  Fear is resonant in the eyes of many.  Everyone disappears from the street before dark for fear of armed robbers.  Most homes have gates that are ten feet high and reflective of prisons…