Of men and rape: Medusa redux
With Talib Gibran
A few days ago, a friend who lives afar sent me a rather simple question: Are you all right? I was supposed...
Gay republic
With Talib Gibran
I will start today, this Friday, with the re-narration of a story I first heard from Wole Soyinka after apparently leaving Trumpland.One...
BLM: Really?
With Talib Gibran
As recent as Monday, Sheriff Bojang walked into my office and summoned me, and the rest, to a meeting. It was supposed...
On the matter of secularity: The attempt to oppress the Majority
By Momodou Sabally
I have been relatively mute since the explosion of the debate on secularism started upon release of our draft constitution. I thought...
In Foni after ‘a truth’
With Mustapha K Darboe
A man looked on with blood shot eyes. His fist in slow motion fell on the table before him. The protested...
This lot of infidels
With Mustapha K Darboe
It has been his routine. Each day Suntu comes to people but he stays alone. Perhaps he has become accustomed to...
A storm in a teacup
With Talib Gibran
Now that the dust has settled; no, now that the tornado has settled on what was arguably the most controversial headline in...
Love on the beach
By Talib Gibran
Getting back together has always looked smooth for people.
That's not exactly true for me. I've always believed whatever ended your relationship with...
One last time
By Talib Gibran
This generation is love-struck. We fall in love so easily and so many times that it becomes just temporary sensual experiences accumulated...
The forgotten souls
In December 2016, I was one of those who were recording history.
Brothers became sworn enemies with minds prepared to put a dagger in each...