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ACTIONABLE INTEL

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I ’m a great fan of spy and action movies, and a lover of spy novels (my favourite author in that genre: Tom Clancy, and the best works read so far is Without Remorse , and Patriot Games ). Watching those movies and reading the books, I have very often come across the phrase “actionable intel”, and I’m sure many other readers of that genre of novels have come across it too. The term is used to refer to intelligence (information) that can be acted upon or used practically. Simply put, actionable intel is information that can be used for good gain. In the current world of work, employers seek staff who can provide actionable intel as against those who will provide information that is not useful or that cannot be acted upon to provide results. It is more about the demand for the practicality of theories learned, and not just regurgitating the theories for their sake.  My Christian friends, ours is a calling to portray or practicalize our faith, to “show working”. It is true that “ [For] i

YOU & CO

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  “Show me your friend, and I’ll tell you your character”  – A Ghanaian Proverb (a direct translation into English) One of the statements we often heard as children in Primary and JSS, when teachers were referring to a group of “bad” boys was to mention the name of the gangalia (gang leader) and add “and co” to refer to the others. You would hear something like “Yaw Jon and Co”. When I grew, I came to understand that the “Co” was the short form of “Company” and that it referred to more than just businesses. It referred to one’s friends, notably the group of people one surrounded themselves with.  Paul of Tarsus made clear the importance of company to oneself. He put it succinctly in 1 Corinthians 15:33 that “Do not be misled: Bad Company corrupts good character” . The Apostle is said to have quoted a Greek poet, Menander, demonstrating his grasp of contemporary literature. However, the lesson is solid: your life is impacted by the quality of your company! And this “company” does not re

TOUCH NOT MY ANOINTED!

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  “Saying, Touch not mine anointed, and do my prophets no harm.” – Psalm 105:15, KJV I bet you have heard this short sentence too many times it sounds cliché now. I bet you have heard it quoted numerously by pastors and church members alike. I bet you have heard it quoted by church members in defence of their Pastors when a controversial issue crops up, or when the people at the centre of discussion are church leaders. And I bet you did not know that this verse was in Psalm 105 (oh I can bet my salary lots of people do not know where it is in the Bible). The whole of Psalm 105 details the history of Israel, the people set apart (or chosen) by God. It recounts how God kept the promise he made to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob about giving them the land of Canaan; “Saying, Unto thee will I give the land of Canaan, the lot of your inheritance” (Psalm 105:11). Verses 12 to 14 recount how as a small group (ostensibly in the days of Abraham), they moved from place to place. Indeed verse 14 r

MOST IMPORTANT

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“Notwithstanding in this rejoice not, that the spirits are subject unto you; but rather rejoice, because your names are written in heaven .” - Luke‬ ‭10:20‬ ‭KJV‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬ Last week, a friend and I went through the Weekly Bible Lesson book for Methodists. The topic focused on Jesus sending out the 72 other disciples to go and preach. When those 72 came back, they reported “Lord, even the devils are subject unto us through thy name!” Jesus replied and told them to be happy rather because their names were written in heaven.  This year the world was hit with the Coronavirus Disease (COVID-19). Ghana got its share of the infections beginning March this year (some think we got our infections earlier). In order to stem the tide of infections and “flatten the curve”, social and religious gatherings were banned. Some companies asked their staff to work from home and finally the state instituted a partial lockdown of the Greater Accra and Greater Kumasi Metropolit

CIRCLE TIPTOE LANE: A SOAP OR A PHONE

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Two men walk to the Kwame Nkrumah Circle, Tiptoe Lane Area, to buy mobile phones. Both buy phones wrapped in brightly coloured polythene bags and walk home jolly. One unwraps his polythene bag and takes out a beautiful new smartphone in a box. The other opens his polythene and takes out the contents, his jaw dropping in surprise because he got a bar of soap instead of a smartphone in a box. His surprise is even more amplified because he thinks to himself “ how did the other man get a smartphone whilst I got a bar of soap even though we both bought from the same area? ” Lots of people have bought soap instead of smartphones at the Tiptoe Lane area. Yet others have bought very good smartphones from this same Tiptoe Lane. There’s a morbid concern about love relationships and marriage these days among young people. The concern has been accentuated by social media pages and groups where people share their stories both good and bad. In sharing these stories on the good-bad sca

OF GYMS AND MARRIED WOMEN

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How does anyone pay about GHC 1,500 a year for membership of a gym? I mean gyms are attractive: bright lights, loud hip hop music, enthusiastic sweat-glistened patrons clad in attractive sportswear (you should see the young ladies, damn I wish I was young again) . But GHC 1,500? C'mon maen. I'm not the only one who has found gyms attractive. Loads of people do, and they are trooping to gyms to shape up, among these are married women who feel the need to get their shapes back after childbirth or a close shave with a shapey sidechick. To most of these women getting a figure 8 makes them sexy enough to keep their husbands. All this is good, but dark stories are emanating from the bright gymnasiums ( that's the full term for "gym", but you know that right? ). Stories of steamy sex involving the married women and male gym patrons after the vigorous exercises. No, I'm not talking about rape, but consensual sex between the married women and male gym patro

NKRUMAH LIVES ON!

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Many many years ago today, a star was born. A boy, the mere mention of whose name brought joyto locals, and got foreigners wondering in amazement.  The mention of this star's name created juxtapositional emotions of love and hatred, hope and disillusion, and strength and weakness among both locals and foreign powers. He was loved, and he was hated. He brought hope to many and disillusionment to the greedy few. He represented the strength of the colony and personified the weaknesses of the elite.  His name and legacy has been assaulted innumerable times, but whether in life or in death, the poor boy from Nkroful has surmounted it all. Though his body has died, his name still lives, his ideological blueprints still live, and most importantly he's still more highly regarded and remembered than all his awfully shortsighted elite contemporaries.  Nkroful's Star, sleep soundly.  Achimota's Pride, rest well.  Ghana's only Showboy, rest in peace.