Remember Enya Egbe? The young medical student who fled his anatomy lab in tears after recognising the cadaver on the table as his friend Divine, bullet holes and all, the one they used to hit the clubs with? That 2017-ish horror story (the original piece landed amid the long shadow of such practices) was never just about one traumatised student or one unlucky night out. It was a mirror held up to a system that treats Nigerian bodies, living or dead, as disposable raw material. Fast-forward to 2026, and the reflection has barely fogged over. The disrespect remains the operating system.
Why the Apostles of Awo Went to Dodan Barracks: A Case Study in Mistaking a Trojan Horse for a Taxi
Every faith has its parable of the believer who walks into the wrong building. For Awoism, a doctrine built on discipline, planning and a near-liturgical suspicion of the Nigerian military, the parable arrived in November 1993. General Sani Abacha forced Ernest Shonekan to resign on 17 November 1993 and took over as head of state, and within days the high priests of the progressive tradition were queuing for ministerial briefs.
A Field Guide to Diplomatic Speak: A Translation Service for the Terminally Polite by Lawson Akhigbe
“Frank exchange of views” is the single most useful phrase in the diplomatic lexicon, precisely because everyone involved knows it is a lie and nobody involved will admit it. A former UK diplomat once put it plainly in a Language Log discussion: a frank exchange of views is just shouting. If the participants throw things at each other, it upgrades to a full and frank exchange of views. That is not satire. That is a professional’s working definition.
Why thousands of West African children were privately fostered by white families By Wedaeli Chibelushi
From the 1950s to the 1970s, it was not at all uncommon for West African children and babies to be fostered via newspapers and childcare journals. The above advert was placed by a Nigerian mother looking for someone to care for her three-month-old.
The Great Unchaining: How Gates, Jobs, and Musk Freed Us From Desks, Cameras, and Petrol While Leaving Us Philosophically Naked by Lawson Akhigbe
So far, so dazzling. We have been unchained from the desk, from the camera, from the petrol pump, and soon, apparently, from the steering wheel itself. Progress has been relentless, elegant, and profitable.

