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07/09/2025

NUPENG threatens to withdraw services over alleged monopoly by Dangote Refinery

The Nigerian Union of Petroleum and Natural Gas Workers (NUPENG),which is the mother body of Petroleum and Tanker Drivers (PTD) , have described the decision by Dangote Refinery to deploy 10,000 CNG tankers for the movement of petroleum products around the country as monopoly of the Nigerian petroleum sector.
They also, stated that the action is anti-labour and inimical to the survival and means of livelihood of members of PTD branch of NUPENG.
The tanker drivers posited that drivers recruited by Dangote Refinery for the operations of the CNG tankers will not be allowed to join any trade union, saying Dangote Refinery's action is an affront to the provisions of the 1999 constitution and the international labour laws.
Some of the drivers who spoke with journalists and craved anonymity said the situation at hand, if not urgently and properly addressed by the Nigerian Midstream and Downstream Petroleum Regulatory Authority, may escalate and could pose a very serious threat on the Nigerian economy which in turn affect the livelihood of a good number of Nigerians.
The tanker drivers listed the following as looming dangers associated with the move by Dangote Refinery: Majority of tanker owners who earn their livelihood will become jobless; Truck drivers, motor boy, wife and children who rely on this occupation will lose their source of income; Truck mechanics, painters, rewire, welder, tank fabricator will also lose their source of income; Dealers of tyres, batteries, spare parts and all other accessories will lose their businesses which will aNect their dependants; Depot representatives, artisans, food vendors will eventually lose their jobs; Transporters who have invested heavily in this sector through finance homes and banks will go into bankruptcy; As a result of this, millions of jobs will be lost, and this will lead to social insecurity, poverty and high rate of unemployment.

06/09/2025

01/09/2025

HOUSE OF ODUDUWA ON FIRE !

By Dr. Adebayo Faleke

The Yoruba nation, famed for its deep culture and regal institutions, now finds itself entangled in a drama that stains the dignity of its crowns. The Alaafin stool in Oyo and the sacred throne of the Ooni of Ife; once seen as divine seats of unity, wisdom, and spiritual balance are today caught in a web of rivalry, ego, and political undertones. A battle of supremacy brews in the very House of Oduduwa, where crowns slowly slip into clowns.

But this fire is not new. Its roots stretch far back. First came the colonial masters, who in their quest for administrative convenience bent the sacred order of Yoruba kingship. In the name of indirect rule, they empowered some crowns, weakened others, and replaced delicate spiritual hierarchy with bureaucratic tiers. Custodians became clerks; palaces became outposts. They sowed seeds of division in a garden once pruned by sacred harmony.

Then came our own fathers. Yoruba politicians of the pre-independence and early independence years who should have healed what was broken. Instead, they weaponized it. Bitterness, favoritism, and sentiment seeped into palace gates. Kingship became a pawn on political chessboards. Thrones rose not solely by divine ordination or ancestral right, but by party loyalty and patronage. The dignity of the beaded crown was compromised; politics, not tradition, often decided who reigned and who was silenced.

Today’s Alaafin vs Ooni saga is therefore no isolated quarrel. It is a harvest of old seeds colonial distortion, political betrayal, institutional neglect. The House of Oduduwa, once a beacon of unity and cultural pride, now risks becoming a theatre of division, where the world sees not the grandeur of Yoruba royalty but the pettiness of fractured crowns.

And yet, beyond this royal rivalry, Yorubaland bleeds. Banditry and kidnapping stalk our highways and farmlands; industries that once roared now rust in silence; youth unemployment swells like a river in flood; poverty grips noble households; education rots from classroom to certificate; and governors too often fail to rise to the hour.

Where, then, is the royal response? Where are the councils of kings calling governors to account? Where are the joint blueprints for regional security, economic revival, educational reform? Where is the voice of the palace speaking not with nostalgia but with strategy, not with pride but with purpose? Power without purpose is noise. A crown without courage is decoration.

The Yoruba crown must now choose: be guardian or be garnish. Socrates warned, “The unexamined life is not worth living.” The unexamined throne is not worth sitting on. Marcus Aurelius counseled, “Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one.” Waste no more time arguing about who is the greater king. Be kings of action, of courage, of solutions.

Let the Obas of the Southwest rebuild the covenant. Unite, not to trade titles, but to forge a common security doctrine with Amotekun, vigilantes, police, and community leaders. Convoke an Economic Recovery Council to revive agro-processing, MSMEs, industrial corridors, youth apprenticeship. Summon an Education Rescue Compact, infrastructure, teacher quality, modern curriculum. Publish demands to governors with dates, deliverables, and follow-through. Seek constitutional clarity, defined roles that honor culture while advancing development.

Our ancestors are watching. Our children are waiting. Will the House of Oduduwa remain on fire, or will its kings quench the flames with wisdom, humility, and leadership? Ti orí bá dárú, gbogbo ara ni yóò bàjẹ́. if the head fails, the whole body decays. Today, the head must heal. The crowns must step down from the stage and step up to the task.

When the annals are written, let it not be said that in the season of hunger and fear, the crowns became clowns. Let it be said that the sons of Oduduwa remembered who they were, gathered themselves, faced the bandits, revived the factories, rescued the schools, and held power to account and that the thrones became thrones again.

10/08/2025

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04/08/2025

04/08/2025

THE POWER OF MUSIC ON THE SOUL OF HUMANITY.

By Adebayo Faleke.

Imagine a world without music.
No lullabies to rock babies to sleep.
No hymns in churches, no anthems in stadiums.
No wedding songs, no songs of heartbreak, no healing chants during war.
That world would be dull. Dead. Emotionless.
Because music is not just entertainment, it is the soul's echo.

From the beginning of time, before man discovered alphabets or wrote on stone, he made music. Primitive man beat drums not just to entertain, but to speak; music was his language. In Ancient Egypt, music was sacred. In Greece, Plato insisted that children must first learn music before philosophy, because it shaped the character. In Africa, music wasn't just sound, it was a teacher, a healer, a messenger, and a memory keeper.

And as centuries rolled by, music never stopped speaking. It kept evolving, transforming minds and societies along the way. Certain musicians rose and didn’t just entertain, they shook the world. When Bob Marley sang "Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery, none but ourselves can free our minds," he wasn’t singing reggae; he was building mental revolutions across generations. When Michael Jackson sang "Heal the World, make it a better place, for you and for me and the entire human race," he wasn’t just performing; he was crying out for global compassion. And when R. Kelly sang "I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky," millions of people who had lost hope began to believe again.

These are not just songs. They are soundtracks of transformation. They reached across nations, religions, races, and languages, touching everyone. Because music does what politics, religion, and education often fail to do; it connects. It teaches without shouting. It heals without medicine. It remoulds without force.

Music is therapy. Psychologists agree that it can reengineer broken minds. Music helps children learn faster. It improves memory, boosts creativity, reduces depression, and sharpens focus. In education, melodies have been used to teach alphabets, moral lessons, and national values. Imagine if our school curriculum was designed around musical intelligence, learning would be fun, retention would be better, and the message would stick.

Music is a powerful tool for social change. During apartheid in South Africa, songs were used to inspire hope and resistance. During the civil rights movement in America, music was a marching stick. In Nigeria, Fela Anikulapo Kuti used Afrobeat not just to entertain, but to fight tyranny. His songs like “Zombie,” “Sorrow, Tears and Blood,” and “Water No Get Enemy” were not just art; they were political weapons. Sunny Okosun gave us "Which Way Nigeria", a prophetic cry for national direction. Christy Essien-Igbokwe sang "Seun Rere", promoting culture and parental values. Majek Fashek pleaded for unity in "So Long Too Long." These were musicians who thought, who cared, who used their voices as interventions in a struggling society.

But what do we have today?

A generation of Nigerian artists obsessed with fame, fortune, and vanity. Music has become noise. Lyrics glorify drugs, prostitution, fraud, nudity, and moral collapse. Songs that should heal now poison. Beats that should uplift now degrade. The power that was once used to call a nation to order is now used to drag it into deeper confusion.

Who is singing for the poor today?
Who is asking the government the hard questions through music?
Who is mentoring the youth through lyrics?

The microphones are still loud, the beats are still banging, but the message is gone.

It is time we remind our artists that music is not just for clubs and charts. It is for classrooms, prisons, streets, hospitals, and hearts. It is a national weapon. A global language. A sacred responsibility.

Dear Nigerian artistes, we celebrate your talent. We admire your energy. But we challenge your conscience. It is not enough to go viral; your music must go valuable. Let your sound inspire, not just seduce. Let your lyrics build, not just boast. Let your fame become a platform, not just a playground.

The world is crying. Nigeria is bleeding. Our youths are drowning in confusion. If you can't speak through policy, speak through your music. Let your beats be a balm. Let your songs become schools. Let your words become walls that shield, not swords that stab.

Because when you sing, millions listen.
And when music speaks, the future listens too.

Dr. Adebayo Faleke
Broadcast Journalist, Author & Filmmaker.