“O Gbe’nu Tan” is one of the damned and accursed programmes on Ibadan radio stations that use all their time, money, and energy to abuse and insult yours sincerely.

For almost a decade, if not more, this abuse and insults have been going on on Ibadan radio stations — whilst psychiatrists, so-called friends, and relatives, all turn a blind eye and deaf ears to all the denigration, abuse, and insults; and tell me that the only solution to my problems is to take drugs prescribed by psychiatrists.

Now, “O Gbe’nu Tan” would that its latest of the different styles and techniques with which both it and its fellow Ibadan radio stations abuse and insult my life — all in its bid to turn me into an object of mockery and denigration — is to speed its way to the neighbourhood where I’m living, each time it hears that I’m defecating, or masturbating, or taking a bath; and begin then to announce each detail of my actions to the Ibadanland that now is a trillion times more accursed than the Ham accursed due to ogling his father’s nudity.

I clocked fifty years old a mere fortnight or so ago. Yet, even now, all these infernal devils that abound in Ibadan in the form of human beings, even yet make it a point of duty to prove that they will keep on persecuting and harassing my life even till I’m indeed aged. Infernal devils like the buffoons that run the “O Gbe’nu Tan” programme on whichever damned and accursed radio station it is being run.

I just thank my Creator that my prayers still are being answered. Ibadan no longer is blessed with as much rainfall as it used to have. And temperatures have peaked all across the accursed South-West of Nigeria that have its Yoruba barbarians turn my life into such a reality television entertainment show.

All me and mine will indeed and truly have the last laugh. But in the meantime, let the damned Yoruba keep on believing there’s anything right in how it keeps on striving to destroy my life for no other reason but envy and jealousy.

— Ikoro Iyineleda; 24th of April, 2024.