Lessons we learnt from the Presidential debate

[5min Read]

The Presidential debate held on the evening of 19^th of January, 2019 or well, something like it held.

You probably watched and enjoyed a group of intellectuals brainstorm. Another group probably was too upset about the absence of the big guns. Yet another arrived at a factual destination that this columnist arrived at a long time ago, the fact that we’re practically toast as a nation.

Others didn’t even bother. Now whether you were a glass half-full or glass-half empty sort of person is of no real worry to this columnist.

Time for some objectivity though.

The Curious Case of the Nigerian Presidency.

Today, we’re talking a bit of home-based politics.

I can’t promise a truckload of fun or butterflies as you read through, but come on, what happened to being patriotic?

Time to wrap ourselves with the Green and white fabric.

After The Power

Today's feature is a short poem piece by Adeem Ikpade II. He would like to hear the interpretations of this short piece from anyone who reads it, and any comments they/you have.

Do feel obligated to drop a comment or three.
*wink*

The Case - Chapter One

Chapter One:

"Mehn!! ...I ain't never seen a dull day like this, Chris" said officer Jake.

"Hand me that gun" said officer Chris.

"You wanna shoot yourself, right?"

"You know me so well".

Chris and Jake had been best friends since kindergarten, and even their parents still saw each other in their old ages. They had both entered the Police Academy at the Washington district - and after two years of cleaning guns and polishing shoes of D.A.'s, they got into the force, and had been looking for some "real action" ever since.

Something Simple

Our first mistake was in expecting  Buhari to fix Nigeria.

He is just one man.

The Future

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be?”   

- Marianne Williamson, Return to Love

Countless years have since past as we've heard it chorused; In the classrooms, In the streets, In the churches - "Children are the future", "The youth are the leaders of tomorrow".

But.... the youth have now gotten old. Some got so old that their time came and they have even passed away. Yet the same people who have lead and governed for 30 - 50 years are still leading and governing today. With the trend we're on, it seems we go further and further in the past to drudge up leaders from regiments and councils of old to take the reigns of power.

Are we so incapable, we "youth", of taking control of our own lives? Our present? Our very futures? Will we stamp down our heritage? Have we young lions forgotten how to roar? Meant to be eagles, but unable to soar.