Miyetti Allah Cattle Breeders Association, MACBAN, on Monday denied involvement in the killings and attacks in Benue State.

The Chairman of the group in Benue State, Ubbi Haruna, spoke during a stakeholders meeting with President Muhammadu Buhari in Makurdi, the state capital.


According to Haruna, the allegations that the group was behind the killings of innocent people of the state was “totally misleading.”

Haruna said, “The association has always appreciated peaceful and harmonious coexistence between farmers and herdsmen.

“Going forward, there will be peace in the state. Let bygones be bygones to allow peace and security to prevail.”

Buhari, who is currently in the state is expected to pay a courtesy call on the Chairman of the Benue State Council of Chiefs, Tor Tiv the fifth, Professor James Ayatse.


He will later hold a meeting with major stakeholders at the Benue Peoples House in Makurdi, from whence he will proceed to one of the eight displaced persons’ camps in the state.
http://dailypost.ng/2018/03/12/herdsmen-killings-let-bygones-bygones-miyetti-allah-beg-buhari-benue-people/

I told you guys those killers where from Mauritius



Now You See

Shame Shame Shame

Bygone over people's lives and property.

Nigeria is now the most dangerous place on earth.

The killers are from Libya that's why bubu and Co wants to establish cattle colonies for them

Ndi Ara

If some people can be urging Buhari to seek 2nd term after all his failings, then why were they opposing Jonathan in 2015?And to the peoples that lost their to the herdsmen are they bygone too?

Good development.

In one hand Miyetti Allah is saying they are not the ones killing Benue people then in the other hand the say from now on peace will reign

Buhari and his bloodthirsty kins men are only fooling themselves

let bygone be bygone we no need to dey buy guns

Don't mind them ,they are the masterminds.

Miyetti Allah Cattle Breeders Association, MACBAN, on Monday denied involvement in the killings and attacks in Benue State.
According to Haruna, the allegations that the group was behind the killings of innocent people of the state was “totally misleading.”.......
......... “The association has always appreciated peaceful and harmonious coexistence between farmers and herdsmen."
“Going forward, there will be peace in the state. Let bygones be bygones to allow peace and security to prevail.”

So after causing others so much pain right? So these killers knew there is something called peace? Hahaha I dey laugh-"there is no peace for the wicked" Karma is coming.

upereagle(m):1:52pmLetter from an Abducted Dapchi Girlto President BuhariBy Mayor IkorohaDear President Muhammadu Buhari,I greet you in the name of Allah and congratulate you on the return of your son Yusuf after an apparently successful medical tourism to a country better managed than Nigeria. When I saw Yusuf’s smiling face on television, I recalledthe gloomy faces of my schoolmates picked up by moonlight that fateful night as we were being driven by our abductors to a land unknown after they forcefully took us from our school.The excitement on your son’s face as he returned back to a life of luxury whereby he uses expensive motorbikes to drive away boredom contrasted sharply with the dreadful melancholy on the faces ofmy schoolmates as we were being taken in a rickety truck to a life of certain misery. I saw Yusuf being surrounded by ministers, government officials and a state governor, each person trying hard to identify with his joy. This was almost the same way our abductors surrounded us, each of them trying to identify closely with any of my schoolmates he found most sexually attractive.When I saw the mirth and glow on the face of your wife over the recovery of her only son from a serious accident, I remembered the crying and tear-ridden face of my mother when they showed her on television. I heard that your wife thanked Nigerians for their prayers and concern over Yusuf’s accident. I also heard that my mother complained that security agencies harassed and beat her because she lamented the way the government handled the issue of our abduction.Please send my warm regards to Yusuf. Tell him that I envy people like him – those who are fortunate to live like kings in a land full of suffering. Tell him that people like us still exist – those whose cardinal sin was that they were unfortunate to be born in a country cursed with incompetent leadershipand insensitive leaders.His Excellency, I currently live with two men who take turns to rape me countless times in a day. The first day, I fought one of them as he triedto deflower me but he hit me so much that I passed out. It was when I woke up that I realised that he had deflowered me while I was unconscious. I wept for several hours over my lost virginity and wept more when I realised that the second man also slept with me too in my insentient state.I wish you can ask these men why they usually thrust their stinking bodies on me one at a time, one after the other, anytime they finish saying their prayers, taking my pride as a woman in such a violent manner that I wonder whether the god they just prayed to do assent tosuch cruelty. I used to struggle and cry in the past but now I am drainedof energy. So I only close my eyes and beg God to take my life and save me from an existence I never thought was possible. But God has refused to listen so I starve myself and eat any strange substance that I come about, hoping to die of hunger or poisoning. I am disappointed that I am still alive.They did not care whether I ate or not in the first four days. But since their commander came and talked to them, they have been bringing food to me, sometimes begging me to eat. I overheard their commandertelling them that they need to keep me alive and well so that they would use me to make a lot of money from the Nigerian government and get some of their commanders in government custody released. Initially I did not understand what they meant until one of them said they want to use me and my schoolmates the way they have been using the other girls they took from Chibok to blackmail and extort the government.Sir, even in the lowest point of your glorious military service and your remarkable life, you wouldn’t have experienced half of what I am goingthrough. I am permanently disheartened over my uncertain, miserable future and I keep thinkingof my parents and siblings who don’t know whether I am still alive or dead. My mother is hypertensive and I doubt whether she would survive the abduction of her favourite daughter by bloodthirsty terrorists.I don’t know where exactly we are being kept but I know we are very very far from our school where they took us. The truck that took us fromour school drove through the road and bush for several hours in the night, until we got to a newly cleared place that looked lonely and deserted. They kept all of us who were taken from our school there for a day and then separated us and drove me and nine others forseveral hours to another place where we were shared out to twentydirty, stinking bearded, Quran-clutching, gun-trotting men. The place we now find ourselves looks like it was hurriedly built with woodand paper cartons and is located deep inside a thick bush.Every evening, they bring ten of us together in the house of a man they call Sheikh where I was surprised tosee a big television with satellite connection which is powered by a small generator. Most of the men were usually interested in Nigerian news, which Sheikh interpreted to those who do not hear English.All of us former schoolgirls usually sit quietly in a corner of the large room, each of us aware of the trauma and tragedy of the other. Werecognise one another but we hardly talk to each other as we are aware that our oppressors may be listening and they have instructed us not to speak to each other. Even if we wanted to talk, I wonder in our anxiety and anguish what any of us may want to say to another. So we always sit face down, innocent girlswhose lives have been ruined by thefailures of the government and institutions that were supposed to protect them.Mr. President, you need to do something about those in your government that tell regular lies and those who bring disgrace to your name. You need to see the waythe men laughed when they heard that you have deployed 100 aircraft to look for 110 girls and how they laughed harder when they watched a newscaster narrating how the Nigerian police and army were blaming each other over our abduction.It was the third day we were taken there that Sheikh explained the existence of the television. I heard him telling one of them that looked like a fresh recruit that they bought the television together with a generator and a lot of sophisticatedweapons after your government paid them handsomely in order to secure the release of some kidnapped lecturers. They talk about you as if you are one of them.They seem very delighted that you are Nigeria’s president.Sheikh has huge white beards and spoke with authority. He looks like you – tall, dark in complexion and lanky – but with a beard. He speaksto us like an uncle and keeps tellingus that we were abducted in the service of the holy prophet and that we may be needed on an important mission. One day, I complained to him about the persistent rape and beating by the men that I live with. That was after one of them beat me mercilessly only because I was menstruating. I wasn’t surprised or shocked when Sheikh told me that I should count myself lucky that some servants of Allah were violating an infidel. My ordeal is like an unending horror movie that I have become inured to surprises and shocks.When we got back to the place we are staying after the encounter, both men beat me thoroughly with sticks. I did not cry or shed a tear. Maybe the tears refused to come or my body is now deadened to pain. I don’t really know.Our dear President, it was during our sixth visit to the Sheikh’s place that I saw you on television looking very happy and excited amongst other expensively clothed men and women. It took me a while to understand that you were attendingthe wedding of the children of two serving state governors. Do you know that our abductors found the scene on television so amusing that they laughed and laughed and laughed? Their laughter was so loud and consistent that it drew the attention of all of us in the corner of the room. When we realised what tickled the men, all of us started crying. Our scalding tears were because of the tragedy of our lives and the tragedy of our country.You see, when I was in primary school, I dreamt of being married bya wealthy man

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upereagle(m):1:52pm
Letter from an Abducted Dapchi Girlto President Buhari
By Mayor Ikoroha

Dear President Muhammadu Buhari,
I greet you in the name of Allah and congratulate you on the return of your son Yusuf after an apparently successful medical tourism to a country better managed than Nigeria. When I saw Yusuf’s smiling face on television, I recalled the gloomy faces of my schoolmates picked up by moonlight that fateful night as we were being driven by our abductors to a land unknown after they forcefully took us from our school.The excitement on your son’s face as he returned back to a life of luxury whereby he uses expensive motorbikes to drive away boredom contrasted sharply with the dreadful melancholy on the faces ofmy schoolmates as we were being taken in a rickety truck to a life of certain misery. I saw Yusuf being surrounded by ministers, government officials and a state governor, each person trying hard to identify with his joy. This was almost the same way our abductors surrounded us, each of them trying to identify closely with any of my schoolmates he found most sexually attractive.When I saw the mirth and glow on the face of your wife over the recovery of her only son from a serious accident, I remembered the crying and tear-ridden face of my mother when they showed her on television. I heard that your wife thanked Nigerians for their prayers and concern over Yusuf’s accident. I also heard that my mother complained that security agencies harassed and beat her because she lamented the way the government handled the issue of our abduction.Please send my warm regards to Yusuf. Tell him that I envy people like him – those who are fortunate to live like kings in a land full of suffering. Tell him that people like us still exist – those whose cardinal sin was that they were unfortunate to be born in a country cursed with incompetent leadershipand insensitive leaders.His Excellency, I currently live with two men who take turns to rape me countless times in a day. The first day, I fought one of them as he triedto deflower me but he hit me so much that I passed out. It was when I woke up that I realised that he had deflowered me while I was unconscious. I wept for several hours over my lost virginity and wept more when I realised that the second man also slept with me too in my insentient state.I wish you can ask these men why they usually thrust their stinking bodies on me one at a time, one after the other, anytime they finish saying their prayers, taking my pride as a woman in such a violent manner that I wonder whether the god they just prayed to do assent tosuch cruelty. I used to struggle and cry in the past but now I am drainedof energy. So I only close my eyes and beg God to take my life and save me from an existence I never thought was possible. But God has refused to listen so I starve myself and eat any strange substance that I come about, hoping to die of hunger or poisoning. I am disappointed that I am still alive.They did not care whether I ate or not in the first four days. But since their commander came and talked to them, they have been bringing food to me, sometimes begging me to eat. I overheard their commandertelling them that they need to keep me alive and well so that they would use me to make a lot of money from the Nigerian government and get some of their commanders in government custody released. Initially I did not understand what they meant until one of them said they want to use me and my schoolmates the way they have been using the other girls they took from Chibok to blackmail and extort the government.Sir, even in the lowest point of your glorious military service and your remarkable life, you wouldn’t have experienced half of what I am goingthrough. I am permanently disheartened over my uncertain, miserable future and I keep thinkingof my parents and siblings who don’t know whether I am still alive or dead. My mother is hypertensive and I doubt whether she would survive the abduction of her favourite daughter by bloodthirsty terrorists.I don’t know where exactly we are being kept but I know we are very very far from our school where they took us. The truck that took us fromour school drove through the road and bush for several hours in the night, until we got to a newly cleared place that looked lonely and deserted. They kept all of us who were taken from our school there for a day and then separated us and drove me and nine others forseveral hours to another place where we were shared out to twentydirty, stinking bearded, Quran-clutching, gun-trotting men. The place we now find ourselves looks like it was hurriedly built with woodand paper cartons and is located deep inside a thick bush.Every evening, they bring ten of us together in the house of a man they call Sheikh where I was surprised tosee a big television with satellite connection which is powered by a small generator. Most of the men were usually interested in Nigerian news, which Sheikh interpreted to those who do not hear English.All of us former schoolgirls usually sit quietly in a corner of the large room, each of us aware of the trauma and tragedy of the other. Werecognise one another but we hardly talk to each other as we are aware that our oppressors may be listening and they have instructed us not to speak to each other. Even if we wanted to talk, I wonder in our anxiety and anguish what any of us may want to say to another. So we always sit face down, innocent girlswhose lives have been ruined by thefailures of the government and institutions that were supposed to protect them.Mr. President, you need to do something about those in your government that tell regular lies and those who bring disgrace to your name. You need to see the waythe men laughed when they heard that you have deployed 100 aircraft to look for 110 girls and how they laughed harder when they watched a newscaster narrating how the Nigerian police and army were blaming each other over our abduction.It was the third day we were taken there that Sheikh explained the existence of the television. I heard him telling one of them that looked like a fresh recruit that they bought the television together with a generator and a lot of sophisticatedweapons after your government paid them handsomely in order to secure the release of some kidnapped lecturers. They talk about you as if you are one of them.They seem very delighted that you are Nigeria’s president.Sheikh has huge white beards and spoke with authority. He looks like you – tall, dark in complexion and lanky – but with a beard. He speaksto us like an uncle and keeps tellingus that we were abducted in the service of the holy prophet and that we may be needed on an important mission. One day, I complained to him about the persistent rape and beating by the men that I live with. That was after one of them beat me mercilessly only because I was menstruating. I wasn’t surprised or shocked when Sheikh told me that I should count myself lucky that some servants of Allah were violating an infidel. My ordeal is like an unending horror movie that I have become inured to surprises and shocks.When we got back to the place we are staying after the encounter, both men beat me thoroughly with sticks. I did not cry or shed a tear. Maybe the tears refused to come or my body is now deadened to pain. I don’t really know.Our dear President, it was during our sixth visit to the Sheikh’s place that I saw you on television looking very happy and excited amongst other expensively clothed men and women. It took me a while to understand that you were attendingthe wedding of the children of two serving state governors. Do you know that our abductors found the scene on television so amusing that they laughed and laughed and laughed? Their laughter was so loud and consistent that it drew the attention of all of us in the corner of the room. When we realised what tickled the men, all of us started crying. Our scalding tears were because of the tragedy of our lives and the tragedy of our country.You see, when I was in primary school, I dreamt of being married bya wealthy man

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You initially claimed responsibility for the death of Benue people.

Now that the political career of your mentor and patron is at stake,you want peace.

We know that Fulanis are cunning,if they agree,after Buhari wins second term,you continue your killing spree.

Bygone be bygone?What of the people that died?millions of property?

Evans the kidnapper should say that he is sorry and be released,so that bygone will also be bygone.

THE LAND OF THE RISING SUN MUST SET FORTH AT DAWN

No matter how tired I may be,seeing buhari on Tv always gives me strength to stand up and change the channel..mtcheww

This is exactly what I said just yesterday...

Kudos to CAN. This will serve as a reminder of what Beneu people went through during buhari's administration where hundreds of sons, daughters, babies, wives, husbands, uncles, anties, grand parents, friends etc were hack to death on their own land by fulani herdsmen.
History need to be documented with facts before fulani marauding killers come tomorrow and deny that they never killed a single soul in Nigeria. Other states hit by fulani marauding killers should also follow this example shown by benue for history.
The best way we can honor victims of marauding killer herdsmen is a well befitting burial ground with inscriptions for future generations.

Documenting history is what Miyyeti Allah is trying to avoid by prevailing of Benue govt to shelve state burial for victims of terrorist herdsmen. When history is not properly documented, these terrorists will come tomorrow and deny their involvements in Benue genocide.

This is exactly what Miyyeti Allah is doing today. They will kill. After killing, they will deny it.
Talk about soul less devils.

Am not getting the drive,
You are saying let bygone be bygone for what exactly?

Why saying so if you don't have a hand in the killings in benue state and other parts of Nigeria.

Bubu is a full bloodied jihadist. Him and his fulani kinsmen has a different agenda for Nigeria,but they will fail.

#backtoduara