WE HAVE ALWAYS HAD WORSE PARTIES THAN PROJECT X

Share this on WhatsApp My old man, Grandpa Richard, is a prophet who rarely gets appreciated at home. While we should be composing songs in his honour and naming our children (both boys and girls) after him, we instead often choose to ignore the erudite greybeard and his sagacious advice. For…

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SORRY COMRADES, WE’RE ALL HALF-BAKED

Share this on WhatsApp My old man, Grandpa Richard, has always held the view that our higher education system is shambolic, topsy-turvy and—gets this—cursed with an evil eye. When he first made these claims, comrades flooded my mailbox and twitter timeline with all forms of contemptuous epithets, crying baloney and…

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‘TIS THE SEASON FOR ASININE END-YEAR JAMBOREES {MERRY CHRISTMAS COMRADES}

Share this on WhatsApp Arise and shine comrades. My old man, Grandpa Richard, has asked me to wish you a merry Christmas from the bottom of his humongous heart. He has also asked me to clarify to you that Christmas is a holiday whereby Christians celebrate the birth of Jesus.…

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CLIMATE CHANGE? BLAME THE HEAT ON MY COMRADES

Share this on WhatsApp After years of pillaging and plundering Mother Nature with reckless abandon, the heat has finally caught up with humankind—literally. Worried that we might be one match-stick strike away from burning into crisp, the entire world converged at Paris where our leaders held heated (pardon the pun) discussions…

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BEHIND FACEBOOK LOVE LURK VICIOUS SEX PREDATORS

Share this on WhatsApp My old man, Grandpa Richard, will never get to wrap his head around some of the things  Generation X do. We cannot fault him, though, for old dogs seldom learn new tricks. Take dating, for example. Grandpa still holds firm his belief that cupid deserted the…

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