By: Abudu Olalekan Wind’s picking up in Brazil. Not outside—inside the negotiation rooms at COP30. What’s got the diplomats buzzing? You guessed it: fossil fuels. The world’s been dragging its feet for years, but this past week? A full-on sprint. What started as one lonely country calling for a roadmap to phase out fossil fuels…
By: Abudu Olalekan I dey refresh livescore every five minutes like say na my own life depend on top. Because e be like say the whole football world don turn mad house right now. Only 18 spots remain for World Cup 2026 wey Canada, Mexico and USA go host. The rest don already pack their…
By: Abudu Olalekan I remember my first semester like it was yesterday. I dey library from 7 a.m. till 2 a.m., eyes red like pepper, yet when exam reach, my brain go blank. Empty. Like say I never open book before. That was when I knew: reading plenty no be the same as reading smart….
By: Abudu Olalekan The hall in Ibadan was hot, noisy, the kind of heat that makes your shirt stick to your back in five minutes. Delegates fanned themselves with whatever they could grab. Then Chief Bode George stood up. Old man, straight back, voice like gravel. He didn’t shout. He didn’t need to. “I move…
By: Abudu Olalekan And this time? Not for cash. Not for customs. For a damn traffic ticket. Yeah. You read that right. The guy who sang “Locked Up” — actually got locked up. In Georgia. Suburban Atlanta. Chamblee, to be exact. Friday rolls around, police get an alert — white Tesla Cybertruck, registered to Akon,…
By: Abudu Olalekan PDP convention. This weekend. Supposed to be unity. Feels more like a showdown. Delegates are arriving. Buses pulling in from Lagos, Kano, Enugu. Suitcases, party badges, side-eyes. Over 3,000 of them. Two-thirds of the states already confirmed. Venue? Lekan Salami Stadium. Looks like a rainbow exploded—blue, yellow, PDP flags everywhere. But behind…
