Through out Human history, the worst and the most lethal wounds a nation can suffer are always self-inflicted. The Roman Empire did not fall because its legions had been overrun by Gothic Barbarians, later sucessors to its hegemony, the Empire of the Ottomans and even that of the British collapsed not because of a reversal in their military fortunes, an autopsy of all three world powers revealed that their cause of death is moral decadence and internal upheaval; a deadly affliction which drains
The following is the promised sequel to Mali: Why the Junta is Gone, an article first published on my blog A Human Rights Journal.
Three months have passed since last I wrote about the crisis in Mali, events of monumental proportions had occurred in this landlocked West-African Nation. If you have been following this story from the very beginning, you will remember that I described the situation on the ground and the possible impact this conflict will have on regional and global
Updated Aug 17, 2012 at 07:34 PM by anwar.adamu
I was in a pretty good mood today,despite the heavy downpour, put on my bright yellow skirt and even brighter red lippie to run a few errands and meet up with a friend to catch up over a cuppa. I have a pretty good gut instinct even if i say so myself and ought to know by now to trust it - it's never failed me. Closer to meet up I couldn't ignore the need to bolt home and cancel the date, but being the polite person I am, I refused to be deliberately so rude. Perhaps if I had cancelled, I wouldn't
We all prepare for every journey and the level of preparation defers from one individual to the other. Some start off early and if like me start off late.
I find that the older i get the slower or reluctant i've become when it comes to making up my mind on what i want to take with me on a trip.
It also depends on what kind of trip. Leisure or working trip. If working you're sure to start off early, but if leisure i leave things till the last minute but have in my mind's eyes
Updated Aug 18, 2012 at 02:57 AM by emj
When the long-awaited day finally came, she brought company.
The guests had begun to arrive, and my nerves were taking over again. I dabbed my nose with my handkerchief and reapplied my makeup. My hands wouldn't stay still no matter how hard I tried to will them to stillness. I think the tremor was making me more nervous, but I couldn't do anything about it other than watch.
"I am so sorry that I'm late. You look good", Fusuat walked in heavily pregnant. "Calm down, everything