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Wednesday, 15 April 2015
The journey of a nascent entrepreneur continues...
Monday, 9 March 2015
Dark-skinned; "To be or not to be"
Among the many fads in Nigeria today is the desire for instant transformation from "black" or "dark skinned" to "fair" or "light skinned" or yellow pawpaw as we say in pidgin happening and is alarming.
More than 70% of the female and about 50 % of male population are caught up in the "bleaching fad” and now we’re gradually all becoming whites.
Nobody wants to be black; nobody wants to be dark skinned and everyone wants to get noticed and what better way than to 'bleach’ your skin yellow. Infact we call the dark skinned amongst us ("the blacks" as we are called by the rest of the world) blacky, tinted, Dudu Osun and other names because of their blackness. Everyone wants to be noticed and I can't blame anyone entirely.
As El-Nathan a popular satirist says in his tweets, the term black beauty is not a positive term; it's negative because they don't expect you to be pretty so when you are, they marvel. So if a dark person manages to be pretty, she gets singled out for praise after all she’s too good to be true.
This fad was brought about by deep rooted issues such as discrimination, the preferential treatment and attention the lighted skinned individuals get and in some cases self-loathing. The white man's perception has long brainwashed us into thinking "white" is superior, finer & chic and we have embraced that thought so much so that we are willing to damage our skins with bleaching or toning creams and soaps as some of us like to call it.
So, yes we can be self-righteous and insult those who bleach especially ladies but we all reinforce the stereotype that fair is better. This open endorsement is visible in the media, runway, classrooms, streets and offices. Even in schools, teachers hardly flog yellow kids because they hold them in high esteem and don’t want to scar their “precious skin” but for us blackies, we are flogged without a second thought cos e no go even show for our body.
We have to be confident in our looks, appreciate, embrace and love it. It's hard despite all sorts of hype over the colour "yellow" trending now but we need to try because if we continue at this rate, there won't be a single dark skinned person left in Nigeria again.
Embrace your blackness, uniqueness and flaunt it don't let nobody tell you otherwise.
Thursday, 22 January 2015
THE REALITY OF NIGERIAN ELECTIONS....
We were introduced to America in a new way, here was this country where meritocracy seemed to be rewarded and by the time we were full grown pimpled teenagers we met William Jefferson Clinton a.k.a Bill Clinton. He brought the theater of American politics which to us, seemed hallow, sacred and pure. The brains and words mattered, people were asking pertinent questions, words like deficit, government shutdown and impeachment filtered into our vocabulary and by 1995, Tony Blair had come in and we were all there to watch it all.
Yet back home we were living under a dictatorship and it was no illusion that our nation was failing, that nothing seemed to matter, our senses were attuned for better and that better was not home.. Our erstwhile head of state read speeches that were caricatured and our political parties of the time were “Leprous”. Enter democracy, we dared dream, a dream which since been dashed against the rocks of religion, tribalism, nepotism and any other “ism” that tears us apart. As I write this, I am all too aware that half of my state (Adamawa), Borno and Yobe are under siege and elections are in less than a month’s time and I am none the wiser whom to vote for. Every conversation about nationhood in my generation was shaped by an ideal and belief that every routine aspect of us mattered, yet that belief daily gives way to the reality of our negativity as it began to etch through our belief, which was erroneously based on fundamentals different from our country’s. Fairness and truth was more by the union jack and star spangled banner than our dear green and white. This was the reality for most middle class children and others.
2015 and 7 years after Obama made us the 'we could, wherever we were', speech.And I am asking can we? Can we speak about the shrinking economy to the populace? Can we the electorate grasp the reality of the drop in oil prices? Does anyone care about the North-East and it's tendency to experience unprecedented levels of human disasters? These I expect should be the issues that will dominate the topic of discussions in the forth coming elections, alas NO!!!
The discussion for our nationhood is going to be dominated by religion, tribalism and any other thing that will divide us further, which has since brought our nation to its knees and belly. The reality of Nigerian politics is that the conversation between the enlightened and rural populace, are two different things, while the elites deal with the ideals, the rural populace deal with the reality of living in nation with non-existent infrastructure, failing public health system and other failures of the state. The elites seek ways to be like their contemporaries abroad, the rural populace know only the hands they've been dealt. Rarely do the elites vote either through apathy or cynicism, the rural populace make up the votes and decide the fate of every election or that is why the message they hear is always about fear mongering and what they stand to lose and gain in accordance with their creed and race (tribe within this context). When Fayose championed the cause of “Stomach Infrastructure” during his re-election bid, it was a massive rejection the conversation we should have as a country, it was rejection of development. The erstwhile Governor Fayemi had developed the state’s infrastructure and education along the lines of teacher and content development but this mattered little, all that seemed to matter was that they didn't get what was due them in form of food and cash gifts. This desire to please the populace at all cost, to offer them a bounty, is one of the reasons Nigerian elections have become expensive. In the distribution and allocation of resources Nigeria has always race, tribe and creed, a pseudo-ethnic balancing, captured aptly in the Federal Character Commission; add this to the need to reject competence for “one of our own” indices and what you have is the recipe for the Nigerian elections. Governor Fayemi put it better when he said “Intellect is not supposed to be popular in our country right now. If you are an intellectual, you are an elite and an elite is what should be thrown into the dustbin, not to be associated with”. We must also understand that the Nigerian elite is distinguishable from the Nigerian politician, who can also be an elite in identity, that though educated and enlightened, it counts for little to be able to speak and articulate a position well, he must be able to speak the language of the rural populace and his uncompromising stand in speaking that language has continued to cost us as a nation. I must state as a caveat that leadership is not a product of enlightenment but it counts for the development of institutions and structures of national development.
The reality of Nigerian elections is that the people who matter don’t know what matters and this indictment is for us all. Because while we claim to know vote, we haven’t learnt to speak with a voice that doesn't exclude others and while those we think don’t know, know that with their vote, they will continue to exclude those who though deserve office, will continuously linger in the wilderness of seeking. A further damning consequence of the structure of our nation is that the center is far away from the people and with its mirage of glaring wealth, the rural populace feel entitled to whatever they can get during the election period. The Nigerian electorate must learn not to live in fear of being destroyed by the fears expressed by the Nigerian politician, that in a democracy, power is given in custody and can be taken away because we decide who gets into power. That there is no distinguishing between the rural populace and the elites in voting for a better Nigeria because Nigeria belongs to us all and this is what I THINK!!!!!
Article by Nasom Ngaro
Happy new year
Sunday, 19 October 2014
55 Ways to Score Points With a Woman
Wednesday, 8 October 2014
The shocking revelation and twist of events in Adamawa state.
Tuesday, 23 September 2014
In Solitude, We Write Our Lives...
Someone asked me recently about what it means to write or to be a writer. I am afraid I gave a very pompous and technical answer that did not answer the real question she was trying to grapple with. I should have said: "you are already writing and you are already a writer." Perhaps not with ink at the end but you are in a story and you are mostly making it up as you go along much like any book on any shelf of stories.
I should have said that the fascination for creativity can take away from many innate creative impulses and being focused too much on the way a book looks and feels and smells and sits on the shelf may rob you of the experience of reading the darn thing. The unexamined life, they say and perhaps rightly, is not worth living but neither is the over analyzed shadow of a life lived on hopes for the outside taste of things without the necessary joy in the inside flow of things. In short, it is far better to live than to wish you were living. Or put another way, it is a better preoccupation to apply yourself to the terrors and beauties of your own story than to wish you had a story. Of course you do. It is happening to you right now in many varied ways.
We live on a vain patch of the universe that is constantly elevating things out of proportion. We have eternity in our hearts so we constantly in the race to do immortal things. We are looking for relevance and power and security and purpose and that unique flavor of truth splattered on a thousand walls in a million cities:
“……waz here” or something to that effect. We all want to 'waz be here'. So we make writers, singers, actors, scientists, politicians and activists as demi-gods to validate the human experience. We elevate some so we can deflate others and seek that elevation to keep us away from the latter group. So we can matter and be waz here. This might all seem sensible and pleasant as a humanist view of that greater life of meaning but as a general rule of living it, is silly. A general rule for all life must apply to all life. A society of classes of people cannot have a general rule outside survival of the fittest. Winners and losers are the very rule of the game. Man has yet to devise a system of life that creates value for one without robbing some value, or sense of value, from others. It will always be a zero sum game. Except to the winner and his caste. They will all rely on evolution. They will all say the poor are all lazy and the cheated are all dumb and the powerless are all naïve. The one that has his value taken is deserving of the loss. He was not a writer or singer or actor or genius or hard worker or leader. He was weak. He "waz not here."
This is not true. It may make us all sleep at night and not encounter the guilt of success but we have to give logic a holiday to truly believe that life is fair and people the world over get what they deserve.
I am a Christian because in Christ I find the ultimate counter-argument to the fallacy of success is good and by the way success is…
If God came to earth in the form of a tribesman to a group under the boot of an empire, uninspired, flailing, much invaded and much hated, what does that tell us about our worship of overt success? If he chose a carpenter and a maiden to raise him in relative poverty what does that portend for my ideas of generational wealth? If he did little until his thirtieth birthday and did everything for all time in three short years after what does that say of our worship of youth and our struggle for old age? If he died like a criminal, never had any money, did not command the respect of everyone who met him or left undisputed what does that say of our love of legacy and of comfort, of validation and vindication?
A correct appraisal of Christ leaves me with the scary notion that all the things I have been told about the general rule of living add up to a house built on sand. It cannot withstand the coming storm of eternity that makes everything new.
There is a life that is life. There is a book that is being written. We are all writers. It is not for the vain or the accomplished or the haughty. These things pass. It is for those we ache for something else. The life advertised in the most beautiful and horrific moments in life, it tells us of the beauty of orange tinted sunrises and the tragedy of murder: it says there is more and there must be more at the same time.
By Forri Banu.
Wednesday, 10 September 2014
The Journey of the Nascent entrepreneur
My shop is on a row of shops, located before the Police barracks, so I am a neighbor to the washman, a church, a fish seller’s shop and more. I have since formed a family with the aforementioned; we talk, laugh and share stories and experiences. I open my shop at 9 a.m. daily and close at 9 p.m., all the while waiting for customers to walk in and sample and perhaps buy my wares. I have a table, a chair and a computer, set up to give the impression of the office I want and so I act the part, all the while knowing my desires are a big purchase away. My office as it doubles, serves as a melting pot of activity for everyone, friends, customers and family. I have a cousin who serves as my assistant, seeing as I am the ‘chief shop sales girl’ and a retinue of fun. Typical days bring in customers, dry days bring in friends who won’t leave when it’s their time to leave but hey what can a girl do?
Few months after the shop was opened and there wasn’t an avalanche of customers, my cousin and I decided to do some mobile marketing with my cousin around various offices and I sold everything off my rack. So here with my car, cousin and prayer we’d go into the Yola sun and sell stuff, it was fun, we’d meet people, all kinds, answer all manner of questions, we were not going to get stopped by anything, failure wasn’t an option. We would come back and tell ourselves tomorrow would be better and it would be for as far as we believed it was.
The shop has an air-conditioner that should be powered by Nepa, more often than not, it never does get powered and I have to provide my own light spending money on fuel, servicing and dealing with the generator repair man, who is the only dark spot in my otherwise self-imposed optimism. He will take the generator and give more excuses than necessary, nevere fix it and all the while eating into my mearge profits. This is not to talk of the Police who double as our landlords and security, who come for ‘revenue’ at will and sometimes I wonder why. Least I forget the customers who will come and pick items saying am coming right away and you won't see them or your money till you chase after them or till they find you, weeks later. But all in all, am growing and learning the ropes and gradually making more sales with each new month. If you ever nurtured a dream of owning your own bussiness, now is the time to stop dreaming and start doing. Goodluck
Monday, 25 August 2014
THE HUSTLE OF AN ENTREPRENEUR: PART 1
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Saturday, 29 December 2012
Am back!!
Monday, 11 June 2012
Ali Baba and Karen Igho start radio programme
Ali baba GCFR of comedy and Karen of Amplfied are both set to start their own radio show. The Ali Baba show on 99.3 Nigeria info every week day frm 2-4pm, while karen's announced that she's coming up with hers on Naija FM.
Way to go, but i thought Karen was supose to start a reality show.
Sunday, 13 May 2012
Our own very sexy representative in d BBA star game.
I really didn't know she had dat ass on her. wish u n u're sexy body luck in d house.
Photos from the set of Ruggedman's video shoot for 'Because of You'
For a while Ruggedy baba seems to have been quiet, but from news reaching me he's been working on new material and experimenting with new music. He has recorded songs with 2face, Djinee, Reminisce and is working on one with fuji artiste Saheed Oshupa.
He has also been busy shooting videos. Photos above are from the set of his music video for 'Because Of
You' ft 2face and MI (From the Untouchable album), coming soon!
All i can say is dat dey are looking good.
Happy Mother’s Day!
I want to wish all the mothers out dere, a special happy mothers day, for everything. God bless you all. Especially my mom.
Gov Fashola flies father abroad for medical treatment
The governor flew his sick dad, Ademola Fashola, to the US last week for medical attention for an undisclosed ailment. Pa Fashola was said to have been accompanied to the US by two doctors from Lagos state, one of who is the Medical Director of Ebute Metta Health Centre, Dr. F.O Williams.
I guess the crisis rocking the state's health sector doesn't affect him personally. Of course it woudnt.