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14/07/2025

Thank you Buhari. The best President. For giving us:
1. Creative Industry Financing Initiative (CIFI)
Launched in 2019 by the Central Bank of Nigeria (CBN) in partnership with the Bankers’ Committee.

Provided single-digit interest loans for movie production, distribution, music production, fashion, and IT services.

Aim: create jobs and reduce reliance on oil by supporting Nollywood, music, fashion, and software development.

2. National Theatre Renovation and Creative Parks Project
Approved a multi-billion naira renovation of the National Theatre, Iganmu, Lagos in partnership with the CBN and Bankers’ Committee (2020).

Included developing hubs for film, music, fashion, and IT within the National Theatre premises to foster youth-driven creative businesses.

3. Executive Order No. 5 (2018)
Focused broadly on science, engineering, and technology, but included clauses to promote local content development.

This encouraged Nigerian talents to be prioritised in creative projects funded by government contracts or partnerships.

4. Executive Order No. 3 (2017)
Primarily targeted local content in public procurement, but also influenced entertainment event planning and production contracts involving federal MDAs.

5. Creative Industry Development Bill (Proposed)
While not passed under Buhari, there were legislative discussions to establish a National Council for Creative Industry to coordinate policies. These proposals remain pending or are being revised under subsequent administrations.

6. Nigeria Creative Industries Development Programme (NCIDP)
Policy framework drafts were developed under the Federal Ministry of Information and Culture to create structured copyright reforms, improved IP protection, and creative hubs nationwide. Implementation remained partial by 2023.

7. Ease of Doing Business Reforms
Through the Presidential Enabling Business Environment Council (PEBEC), the entertainment industry benefitted from:

Faster business registration (CAC reforms).

Visa-on-arrival policy for filmmakers, producers, and event investors.

8. National Digital Economy Policy and Strategy (NDEPS) 2020-2030
Broadened internet access and digital literacy programs supporting creative digital businesses, YouTube creators, online radio, and film distribution platforms.

9. Copyright Law Amendment Efforts
Buhari assented to the Copyright Act 2022 shortly before leaving office. Key provisions:

Strengthened IP rights enforcement.

Expanded protection to digital works.

Streamlined penalties for piracy to boost investor confidence in Nollywood and music sectors.

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07/07/2025

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Olise and the Secret Peppersoup Mission



It was a rainy Sunday afternoon, and Olise had just survived a long, spirit-filled service, complete with praise, worship, and an intense sermon on “The Spirit of Self-Control.” He had nodded obediently throughout, even muttering a few “Amen!” and “Preach, pastor!” with his eyes closed.

But deep in his heart, one thing tugged at him like a stubborn child—peppersoup. Hot, spicy, steaming goat meat peppersoup. The kind served at that “innocent-looking” joint near 2nd bus stop, where the breeze blows through raffia shades and men laugh like they don't have responsibilities.

Olise tried to fight it. He even quoted a verse to himself: “Man shall not live by peppersoup alone…” But the craving didn’t care.

The final push came during lunch. Ngozi served vegetable soup—again. No fish. Just ponmo and dry scent leaf. As Olise stared at the bowl, Tochi asked loudly, “Daddy, why are you looking at the soup like you want to cry?”

“Eat your food, Tochi,” Ngozi snapped.

After the meal, Olise pretended to feel drowsy. He scratched his head, stood up, and said with fake fatigue, “I think I’ll just go and lie down small. This weather is not friendly.”

Ngozi narrowed her eyes. “Olise. You better not go and sneak out to drink beer o!”

He smiled, trying not to look guilty. “Ha! Ah ah, me? Beer? On a Sunday?”

She hissed. “Good. Because we need to go over the PTA meeting for Dubem’s school tonight.”

Olise nodded and walked to the bedroom. But the moment she turned to plug in her phone, he slipped into his jeans, tiptoed to the back door, and vanished like Jonah into the belly of the whale.

At the peppersoup joint, he was in heaven.

One cold bottle of Gulder, condensation dripping. One steaming bowl of goat meat peppersoup with correct utazi leaf and yaji. Olise closed his eyes after the first sip of broth and whispered, “Father, thank You.”

He was halfway through when he heard the unmistakable sound of slippers—someone stomping angrily across wet sand.

He turned. It was Ngozi. Hair tied, eyes flaming.

She didn’t say a word. Just folded her arms and stared at him. The other men at the joint scattered like pigeons.

Olise stood up, wiping his mouth. “Honey, I can explain…”

“You left vegetable soup and school fees to come and drink pepper and sin?” she asked.

“I was evangelizing!” he blurted. “I came to minister to lost men. See, I haven’t even finished the—”

“Shut up and carry that peppersoup. We’ll go and finish it together at home.”

“Yes, ma.”

He carried it with both hands like communion. On the way home, Tochi texted from inside the house:

Mummy caught Daddy at the bar. I am finished with this family.

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Olise and the Secret Peppersoup Mission



It was a rainy Sunday afternoon, and Olise had just survived a long, spirit-filled service, complete with praise, worship, and an intense sermon on “The Spirit of Self-Control.” He had nodded obediently throughout, even muttering a few “Amen!” and “Preach, pastor!” with his eyes closed.

But deep in his heart, one thing tugged at him like a stubborn child—peppersoup. Hot, spicy, steaming goat meat peppersoup. The kind served at that “innocent-looking” joint near 2nd bus stop, where the breeze blows through raffia shades and men laugh like they don't have responsibilities.

Olise tried to fight it. He even quoted a verse to himself: “Man shall not live by peppersoup alone…” But the craving didn’t care.

The final push came during lunch. Ngozi served vegetable soup—again. No fish. Just ponmo and dry scent leaf. As Olise stared at the bowl, Tochi asked loudly, “Daddy, why are you looking at the soup like you want to cry?”

“Eat your food, Tochi,” Ngozi snapped.

After the meal, Olise pretended to feel drowsy. He scratched his head, stood up, and said with fake fatigue, “I think I’ll just go and lie down small. This weather is not friendly.”

Ngozi narrowed her eyes. “Olise. You better not go and sneak out to drink beer o!”

He smiled, trying not to look guilty. “Ha! Ah ah, me? Beer? On a Sunday?”

She hissed. “Good. Because we need to go over the PTA meeting for Dubem’s school tonight.”

Olise nodded and walked to the bedroom. But the moment she turned to plug in her phone, he slipped into his jeans, tiptoed to the back door, and vanished like Jonah into the belly of the whale.

At the peppersoup joint, he was in heaven.

One cold bottle of Gulder, condensation dripping. One steaming bowl of goat meat peppersoup with correct utazi leaf and yaji. Olise closed his eyes after the first sip of broth and whispered, “Father, thank You.”

He was halfway through when he heard the unmistakable sound of slippers—someone stomping angrily across wet sand.

He turned. It was Ngozi. Hair tied, eyes flaming.

She didn’t say a word. Just folded her arms and stared at him. The other men at the joint scattered like pigeons.

Olise stood up, wiping his mouth. “Honey, I can explain…”

“You left vegetable soup and school fees to come and drink pepper and sin?” she asked.

“I was evangelizing!” he blurted. “I came to minister to lost men. See, I haven’t even finished the—”

“Shut up and carry that peppersoup. We’ll go and finish it together at home.”

“Yes, ma.”

He carried it with both hands like communion. On the way home, Tochi texted from inside the house:

Mummy caught Daddy at the bar. I am finished with this family.

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