I taya for Nigerians with our questionable disdain for what we don’t truly understand. And all we need to do really is simply ask to be informed. After all, Google is the bastard child of our own Àgbọnìrègún. Therefore the bastard child is all ours! Ask him anyhow!

Some of our ill-informed Sóṣhó Mídíà consumers are errantly displaying their infantile animus; in an arrogance that’s more of ignorance – over the worldwide popularity of the Game Of Thrones series. Meanwhile the series is simply an adaptation of the cumbersome, yet intriguing Ìjẹ̀bú-Igbó 25 year Ọba-less situation. For someday, someone, somewhere shall let it rip that: we own the damn series just as we do Google!

Hence this foundation.

Since Ọba Samuel Adetayo Onasanya, Ikúpakúdé IV died in 1994, there’s been no sitting Orímolúsì on the Ìjẹ̀bú-Igbó throne. And that’s arguably the largest of the Ijebulands by landmass with extension of boundary points stretching so far to Ibadan, Ikire and Ondo.

The five quarters from which a grand unifier is selected are: Òkè-Sọ̀pẹ́n, Oke-Àgbò, Ọ̀jọwọ̀, Atìkòrì and Japara. Meanwhile in GOT, there are like 7 quarters. I am with Atìkòrì because Giwa Samosangudu is the John Snow of the damn place. I am rolling my dice with the big backside bastard! He’s been my boy forever!

‘ọmọale’ is another word that I love to lovely use as loosely as ‘wèrè.’ for if there’s a Yoruba word ready for demystification, by God I shall make it ready for prime time! This is a comedy sketch, take is as, especially after I have been informed that Giwa is just another village Baalẹ. I am at the moment reconsidering our friendship.