What will you risk for love?

So, what’s in the bag today?

• Crime: Bro tried to capture her heart in camouflage and ended up capturing a court date instead.

• Economic: World prices dipped, government adjusted, farmers get 90% of the $4,200 per tonne benchmark. The cocoa season continues. Everybody, breathe in. Breathe out.

• Crime: Anas vs. The Landlords: Supreme Court Said “7–0, Please Rest.”

• Health: Three Hospitals. One Ambulance. Zero Beds. He survived the crash but couldn’t survive “no bed available.”

• Regional: Let the dead rest… and the living behave. Osu Cemetary is going through a lot.

• Fact of the Day: Do you know which of your fingers is most sensitive?

• Regional: Koforidua police just reminded everyone: not every “private business” is legal business.

• Regional: Accra skyline is getting a haircut, but some people say it’s a fade without warning.

QUICK BYTE

• 34-year-old trader. Regular guy from Agbogbloshie. Falls in love. Not small crush o, cinematic, background-music type feelings. The setting? 37 Military Hospital. The muse? A nurse. The plan? Instead of sending flowers like a normal civilian, my guy said, “You know what will really hit? Military drip.” Of course, the Military Police were not born yesterday. WOI Fiamegu Mascow clocks him like, “Who is this extra in the background of our institution?” They check him. The details are not detailing. Turns out our Romeo is just but a soldier of love. He has been granted GH¢30,000 bail and will reappear in court on March 24, 2026. Love is powerful, but so is the law. Read more

• The global cocoa market woke up one day and chose violence. Prices started doing backflip. One minute cocoa was that rich auntie, next minute it was that brokee whispering, “my brother, things are hard.” And when global prices sneeze, Ghana catches cold. That’s just how this cocoa life works. So Cassiel Ato Forson gathered the squad and said, “Alright, let’s not let farmers start stress-posting.” After the serious meeting faces and long grammar, they landed on this: farmers will now be paid GH₵41,392 per tonne. That’s GH₵2,587 per bag. Effective immediately. Read more

• So here’s how the night went. It’s 10:32pm at Circle Overpass. A hit-and-run. A red motorcycle. A 29-year-old engineer just trying to get home to Adenta after work. The ambulance team pulls up in three minutes. Three. Not Ghana time. Not “we’re on the way.” Three actual minutes. They stop the bleeding. Oxygen on. Vitals stable. He’s talking. He’s breathing. The numbers look okay. It’s giving, “If we get him to a hospital right now, we’re good.” They drive to the first hospital. “No bed.” Get the full deets in the Deep Dive section.

• Accra’s billboards are dropping and the Advertising Association of Ghana is not smiling. Now don’t get it twisted. The ad folks are not saying, “Let chaos reign.” They agree the city needs to breathe small. Some billboards be standing like they own the sky. Some are crooked. Some look like they survived three regimes. So yes, clean-up? Cool. But according to them, this demolition exercise is giving surprise test energy. No clear timeline. No proper engagement. Just “today we remove this one, tomorrow we see.” The Association is saying the demolitions feel selective. Like when your teacher punishes only the loud kids but leaves the quiet backbenchers alone. They’re hinting that maybe just maybe politics and “vested interests” are doing cameo appearances in this demolition series. Read more

• So this whole saga is between undercover journalist boss himself, Anas Aremeyaw Anas, and businessman Adolph Tetteh Adjei. The issue? Land. Prime Accra land. The kind of land that makes people start speaking fluent legal English overnight. Apparently, both sides claimed rights connected to the same property. Anas says he legally acquired it from the Ataa Tawiah Tsiniatse and Numo Ofoli Kwashie family. On the other side, Mr. Tetteh said hold on, not so fast. And just like that, what could have been “sign here, take keys” turned into courtroom marathon. High Court. Appeal Court. Supreme Court. This case has seen more courtrooms than some lawyers’ careers. Fast forward to November 2025. The Supreme Court already ruled in favour of Anas. Most people would say okay, pack up, let’s all go home. But Mr. Tetteh said, “Nah, we’re not done.” He applied for a review. Read more

• At this point, Osu Cemetery needs a PR manager. Last week it was illegal grave hustle. This week? Open defecation arrests. Five people said, “Nature is calling,” and chose a cemetery as customer care. My brother. Of all places. The ancestors didn’t apply for this. So the Environmental Health and Sanitation Unit of Korle Klottey Municipal Assembly basically said, “Enough.” They swooped in and arrested five individuals for turning Osu Cemetery into… something it is not. Court day came and it was not vibes. Two people said “yes, we did it.” GH¢1,200 fine each. Two others tried the “guilty but…” strategy. The court said, “Hmm, let’s change that to not guilty.” Bail: GH¢3,000 each with two sureties. The fifth person also pleaded not guilty. Same GH¢3,000 bail. Everybody come back March 30. Attendance compulsory. Read more

• Koforidua has entered the chat. And the topic is brothels. Assistant Superintendent of Police Augustine Asante Kusi basically came out and said, “Let’s be clear, running a brothel is illegal according to Section 277 of the Criminal Offences Act.” If you’re operating a place where people are paying for sexual services, the police are not clapping for your entrepreneurship. They’re preparing your paperwork. During a recent intelligence-led operation, officers arrested 12 Nigerian women at a suspected brothel. Among them? A 15-year-old minor. The alleged operator, identified as Omari Gyamfi, and the suspects are currently in custody, assisting investigations. The message from New Juaben South is loud: if your “business model” is built on exploitation and organized crime, the market is closed. Koforidua is not in the mood for hidden nightlife economies. Read more

DEEP DIVE

Three Hospitals. One Ambulance. Zero Beds.

They drive to the first hospital. “No bed.”
Second hospital. “No bed.”
Third hospital. “No bed.”

And this is where it stops feeling like news and starts feeling like a bad dream. Because imagine being in an ambulance, hearing medical equipment beep, and every door you knock on says there’s no space. Not “let’s treat him on the trolley.” Not “bring him in while we sort it out.” Just vibes of “we’re full.” The EMTs even said, “We’ll use our own trolley.” Still no.

By the time they reach Korle Bu Teaching Hospital, it’s already late. The patient is deteriorating. The ambulance crew says moving him again could be dangerous. They try to negotiate. Thirty minutes of back and forth while a human life is fading inside a parked ambulance. Then cardiac arrest. CPR starts immediately. No response. At 12:50am, he’s gone.

His name was Charles Amissah. Twenty-nine. Engineer at Promasidor. Just bought a motorcycle so he could move easier between North Industrial Area and Adenta because traffic in Accra will test your patience and your destiny. Meanwhile at home, his family is posting “missing person” flyers. Red shirt. Red shoes. Last seen Friday. They only found out days later that he wasn’t missing. He was in the mortuary. Read more

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NEWS SOURCES

Today’s stories are curated from:

1. www.myjoyonline.com

2. www.ghanaweb.com

3. www.citinewsroom.com

4. www.norvanreports.com

5. Channel1news