
Between Asiwaju and his Agonists The gloves are off. The fray is now in the open. We will no longer give any quarters nor be muffled by flawed characters playing saintly articulations, horrid men of yesterday pretending pulchritude. We are our worst enemies; at least a depraved minutiae of the Yoruba league in cahoots…
Between Asiwaju and his Agonists