I have said on another topic the minister of aViation needs to tender her resignation immediately as well as the head of NCAA.then deal with Dana air severely , this should be the starting point.

I think majority of Nigerians have given up on the country, they have beaten into a drunken stupour and are in zombie mode. The thing is that even if the populace have corrupt tendencies they expect their leaders to be above it , that's why electing the right leader is critical

My condolences to you and your family

What Jonathan supporters must understand is that rightly or wrongly people are extremely angry with him because they threw there lot with jona and voted him in after the debacle of Yar'adua's govt hoping the guy would turn things around, but lo and behold things ''seem'' to be going from bad to worse. He doesn't seem to be able to cope and unfortunately he doesn't have a good crisis management team which every government should have, and so every negative thing thrown at him sticks.He needs to be seen as a can do president and deal with the likes of the subsidy fraud transparently and speedily, because this tag of being weak is starting to stick and that might just be his downfall. My 2cents.

What the opposition need to focus on is setting up easy to understand manifestos that average Nigerians can associate with, keep banging on about them and how they will impact positively on their lives until it sticks.The opposition has to offer a clear alternative and not just criticize the government, everybody knows the shortcomings of this PDP led government, but how do you get the masses to vote for good governance that can also have short term impact. AS has already been mentioned Nigerians are very fickle with short term memories, in order to combat this the opposition have their work cut out, but they can rally Nigerians to to their side if they stay organised and not get distracted by elements that will surely be implanted into the opposition to cause disunity. Pls check out my blog www.dimejijunior..com

Does the Delta state house of assembley actually do anything I understand everybody is chopping but the degree of chopping in Delta na wa o!!!

It is only in a country like Nigeria that Buhari can say what he said and not be hauled in 4 questioning by even the interior ministry. Why do i say this?, because believe it or not Naija is in a serious state of security collapse where anything can spark even worse bloodshed than what we had after the elections or have we forgotten the sheer blood letting against corpers,southerners and christians. Don't get me wrong the sentiments behind his statement are clear to all of us, Nigerians are angry, dejected and fed up with the wanton looting of the treasury, but if he has a genuine agenda for the WHOLE of naija he would not mention anything inciteful especially taking into consideration the constituency the statements were aimed at(North).What he should be doing is educating his constituency and then selling his non existent manifesto around the country. Nigeria at this moment in time
is a basketcase with the present leaders, but you can't go around inciting al-majiris, you have to take the whole country with you and show the people what you can do different.

Naija babes can you pls tell me why none of these girls has her natural hair on display. Its just ridiculous the way naija babes r slaves to weave and they actually think they look good. Na wa ooooooo!!!!!!

Aregbesola 4 PRESIDO !!!!!!!!!

The onus is not just on the security agencies to follow up the report, but it is incredibly important 4 us as nigerians to back the select committee to the hilt and demand that the report is followed to its logical conclusion which would include sanctions and dismissals as well as prosecutions.

@AGIBOMA where exactly do you live in Nigeria? and if Nigeria is so terrible what r u still doing there! Listen Naija is no bowl of cherries but it can also be a nice place to live. There are so many foreigners living and working in Nigeria and doing very well thank you very much.

To everybody who hAS contributed to this topic i say many thanks. This topic has being highly enlightening, a subject very close to my heart and it gladdens me to know that some of us have taken the time to get the knowledge. To @ ROSSIKK a big thanks, same to @horus. To know our history is a must, but its also spiritual, i'll leave it at that. Once again thanks people and i hope it will continue.

After watching the video one feels a sense of deep sadness that a SERGEANT in the Police force would make such an elementary and disastrous error of judgement. But what gives me the shivers are people actually gathering round taking pics of the gory sight with their phones, he's colleagues don't even put a blanket over his dismembered body. Scarier still is the fact that the bombers could have actually being among the crowd watching as he took those disastrous steps towards d bomb. IG pls get ur men properly trained you have admitted that training facilities of NPF are woefully inadequate.

tkb417:

90-120 days

thanks

Wow i didn't envisage that time period, i reckoned a lot longer. Do u know what quality of rice u can produce on your farm compared to the imported ones? and furthermore in terms of irrigation how r u going about it. cheers

how long is the process of growing rice from cultivating to harvest. Nice thread by the way!

Andre Uweh:

Not necessary for the Ohanaeze at no 7 park avenue Enugu to be travelling to the U.K every now and then. They have representatives in the U.K who ensured proper communication between Enugu and London. In this case they were with Ikemba until he breathed last.
This scenario can be likened to people suggesting G.E.J deals with London directly even though there is a Nigerian high commission stationed in London.
The Ohanaeze at no 7 park avenue Enugu just like other Ndigbo are greatly touched by the demise of our great hero.

The way the igbo nation holds Ojukwu in high esteem means that the leadership of Ohaneaze of Enugu should have represented in London coz the guy was there for a while, ur argument no wash abeg.

Bobbysworld28:

Dude has got balls,
Whether or not dt is a good thing is a matter of conjecture.
Next?!

Balls!!! what what balls? me thinks he wants some ovaries!!!

The guy is batting for the other side Period.

Kilode?!:

Can somebody explain what this means in Nigerian politics.

Define Right, Center and left with examples of leading ideological figures.

I want to think I'm a tiny bit politically aware, but I'm yet to see any well articulated description of these ideologies in Nigerian politics.

What are the values and ideas that represent left, right or center??

Except he's talking about the left and right of Crude Oil money sha

o'boy i tire o!! none of the parties have anything close to an ideological stance their usual tripe is 'we will build schools, we will build roads, we will increase megawatts from 400 to 406' blah,blah, blah

@Emzalon or whatever ur name is r u a christian or u just go to church and sleep

This is a non starter topic and yet its 5 pages deep, incredible!!. OK can Patience Jonathan put Nigeria on the map and bring value to the country as first lady?? Answer big fat NOOOOO!!!! Period.

You can't as an African leader endorse western powers to bomb another African country and kill her head of state and then expect to lead the AU. It would have sent a very terrible signal if Jonathan were made head of AU, someone who is easily assuaged by the west.

My people this is a fantastic topic one which can only enhance us and not detract from us. We as Africans do not realize the power we have and that is because we have lost our history. Africans were a proud people, very proud, great traders, great warriors and of course gave the world earliest form of civilization. Because we have always been a people who tended to welcome strangers rather than attack, the white man played on that and seized that opportunity to divide and conquer/rule. Africa has not recovered from the rape of our land and the indoctrination of our people. That is why African leaders who are not wanting to perform their role as houseboys to the west are disciplined by sanctions (Zimbabwe), murdered or forced out using others who are prepared to play houseboy role. Build up your economies my people, make things, do things the proper way, educate the masses, trade with each other. Things go around in cycles the great African civilizations will rise again, transformation ( not Goodlucks o! ) starts now.

@Dmainboss u r trying to defend the indefensible!!!! Haba 32 aides 4 d presido's wife, especially after jonathans speech to cut down on travelling aides drastically. This is not a slap in d face its a punch!!

Anybody who would support the US coming into naija is retarded, period.

Is'nt this the same guy that was indicted over the Jos crises?

Hey guys came across this article and thought i should share. Its long but worth reading!!


http://mindofmalaka, l-african-scum/

By Field Ruwe





They call the Third World the lazy man’s purview; the sluggishly slothful and languorous prefecture. In this realm people are sleepy, dreamy, torpid, lethargic, and therefore indigent—totally penniless, needy, destitute, poverty-stricken, disfavored, and impoverished.

In this demesne, as they call it, there are hardly any discoveries, inventions, and innovations. Africa is the trailblazer. Some still call it “the dark continent” for the light that flickers under the tunnel is not that of hope, but an approaching train. And because countless keep waiting in the way of the train, millions die and many more remain decapitated by the day.

“It’s amazing how you all sit there and watch yourselves die,” the man next to me said. “Get up and do something about it.”

Brawny, fully bald-headed, with intense, steely eyes, he was as cold as they come. When I first discovered I was going to spend my New Year’s Eve next to him on a non-stop JetBlue flight from Los Angeles to Boston I was angst-ridden. I associate marble-shaven Caucasians with iconoclastic skin-heads, most of who are racist.
“My name is Walter,” he extended his hand as soon as I settled in my seat.
I told him mine with a precautious smile.

“Where are you from?” he asked.
“Zambia.”
“Zambia!” he exclaimed, “Kaunda’s country.”
“Yes,” I said, “Now Sata’s.”
“But of course,” he responded. “You just elected King Cobra as your president.”
My face lit up at the mention of Sata’s moniker. Walter smiled, and in those cold eyes I saw an amenable fellow, one of those American highbrows who shuttle between Africa and the U.S.

“I spent three years in Zambia in the 1980s,” he continued. “I wined and dined with Luke Mwananshiku, Willa Mungomba, Dr. Siteke Mwale, and many other highly intelligent Zambians.” He lowered his voice. “I was part of the IMF group that came to rip you guys off.” He smirked. “Your government put me in a million dollar mansion overlooking a shanty called Kalingalinga. From my patio I saw it all—the rich and the poor, the ailing, the dead, and the healthy.”

“Are you still with the IMF?” I asked.

“I have since moved to yet another group with similar intentions. In the next few months my colleagues and I will be in Lusaka to hypnotize the cobra. I work for the broker that has acquired a chunk of your debt. Your government owes not the World Bank, but us millions of dollars. We’ll be in Lusaka to offer your president a couple of millions and fly back with a check twenty times greater.”

“No, you won’t,” I said. “King Cobra is incorruptible. He is …”
He was laughing. “Says who? Give me an African president, just one, who has not fallen for the carrot and stick.”

Quett Masire’s name popped up.

“Oh, him, well, we never got to him because he turned down the IMF and the World Bank. It was perhaps the smartest thing for him to do.”
At midnight we were airborne. The captain wished us a happy 2012 and urged us to watch the fireworks across Los Angeles.

“Isn’t that beautiful,” Walter said looking down.
From my middle seat, I took a glance and nodded admirably.
“That’s white man’s country,” he said. “We came here on Mayflower and turned Indian land into a paradise and now the most powerful nation on earth. We discovered the bulb, and built this aircraft to fly us to pleasure resorts like Lake Zambia.”
I grinned. “There is no Lake Zambia.”

He curled his lips into a smug smile. “That’s what we call your country. You guys are as stagnant as the water in the lake. We come in with our large boats and fish your minerals and your wildlife and leave morsels—crumbs. That’s your staple food, crumbs.

That corn-meal you eat, that’s crumbs, the small Tilapia fish you call Kapenta is crumbs. We the Bwanas (whites) take the cat fish. I am the Bwana and you are the Muntu. I get what I want and you get what you deserve, crumbs. That’s what lazy people get—Zambians, Africans, the entire Third World.”
The smile vanished from my face.

“I see you are getting pissed off,” Walter said and lowered his voice. “You are thinking this Bwana is a racist. That’s how most Zambians respond when I tell them the truth. They go ballistic. Okay. Let’s for a moment put our skin red lacementations, this black and white crap, aside. Tell me, my friend, what is the difference between you and me?”
“There’s no difference.”

“Absolutely none,” he exclaimed. “Scientists in the Human Genome Project have proved that. It took them thirteen years to determine the complete sequence of the three billion DNA subunits. After they were all done it was clear that 99.9% nucleotide bases were exactly the same in you and me. We are the same people. All white, Asian, Latino, and black people on this aircraft are the same.”

I gladly nodded.

“And yet I feel superior,” he smiled fatalistically. “Every white person on this plane feels superior to a black person. The white guy who picks up garbage, the homeless white trash on drugs, feels superior to you no matter his status or education. I can pick up a nincompoop from the New York streets, clean him up, and take him to Lusaka and you all be crowding around him chanting muzungu, muzungu and yet he’s a riffraff. Tell me why my angry friend.”

For a moment I was wordless.
“Please don’t blame it on slavery like the African Americans do, or colonialism, or some psychological impact or some kind of stigmatization. And don’t give me the brainwash poppycock. Give me a better answer.”
I was thinking.

He continued. “Excuse what I am about to say. Please do not take offense.”
I felt a slap of blood rush to my head and prepared for the worst.

“You my friend flying with me and all your kind are lazy,” he said. “When you rest your head on the pillow you don’t dream big. You and other so-called African intellectuals are damn lazy, each one of you. It is you, and not those poor starving people, who is the reason Africa is in such a deplorable state.”

“That’s not a nice thing to say,” I protested.
He was implacable. “Oh yes it is and I will say it again, you are lazy. Poor and uneducated Africans are the most hardworking people on earth. I saw them in the Lusaka markets and on the street selling merchandise. I saw them in villages toiling away. I saw women on Kafue Road crushing stones for sell and I wept. I said to myself where are the Zambian intellectuals? Are the Zambian engineers so imperceptive they cannot invent a simple stone crusher, or a simple water filter to purify well water for those poor villagers? Are you telling me that after thirty-seven years of independence your university school of engineering has not produced a scientist or an engineer who can make simple small machines for mass use? What is the school there for?”
I held my breath.

“Do you know where I found your intellectuals? They were in bars quaffing. They were at the Lusaka Golf Club, Lusaka Central Club, Lusaka Playhouse, and Lusaka Flying Club. I saw with my own eyes a bunch of alcoholic graduates. Zambian intellectuals work from eight to five and spend the evening drinking. We don’t. We reserve the evening for brainstorming.”

He looked me in the eye.
“And you flying to Boston and all of you Zambians in the Diaspora are just as lazy and apathetic to your country. You don’t care about your country and yet your very own parents, brothers and sisters are in Mtendere, Chawama, and in villages, all of them living in squalor. Many have died or are dying of neglect by you. They are dying of AIDS because you cannot come up with your own cure. You are here calling yourselves graduates, researchers and scientists and are fast at articulating your credentials once asked—oh, I have a PhD in this and that—PhD my foot!”

I was deflated.
“Wake up you all!” he exclaimed, attracting the attention of nearby passengers. “You should be busy lifting ideas, formulae, recipes, and diagrams from American manufacturing factories and sending them to your own factories. All those research findings and dissertation papers you compile should be your country’s treasure. Why do you think the Asians are a force to reckon with? They stole our ideas and turned them into their own. Look at Japan, China, India, just look at them.”
He paused. “The Bwana has spoken,” he said and grinned. “As long as you are dependent on my plane, I shall feel superior and you my friend shall remain inferior, how about that? The Chinese, Japanese, Indians, even Latinos are a notch better.
You Africans are at the bottom of the totem pole.”

He tempered his voice. “Get over this white skin syndrome and begin to feel confident. Become innovative and make your own stuff for god’s sake.”
At 8 a.m. the plane touched down at Boston’s Logan International Airport. Walter reached for my hand.

“I know I was too strong, but I don’t give it a damn. I have been to Zambia and have seen too much poverty.” He pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled something. “Here, read this. It was written by a friend.”

He had written only the title: “Lords of Poverty.”
Thunderstruck, I had a sinking feeling. I watched Walter walk through the airport doors to a waiting car. He had left a huge dust devil twirling in my mind, stirring up sad memories of home. I could see Zambia’s literati—the cognoscente, intelligentsia, academics, highbrows, and scholars in the places he had mentioned guzzling and talking irrelevancies. I remembered some who have since passed—how they got the highest grades in mathematics and the sciences and attained the highest education on the planet. They had been to Harvard, Oxford, Yale, Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), only to leave us with not a single invention or discovery. I knew some by name and drunk with them at the Lusaka Playhouse and Central Sports.
Walter is right. It is true that since independence we have failed to nurture creativity and collective orientations. We as a nation lack a workhorse mentality and behave like 13 million civil servants dependent on a government pay cheque. We believe that development is generated 8-to-5 behind a desk wearing a tie with our degrees hanging on the wall. Such a working environment does not offer the opportunity for fellowship, the excitement of competition, and the spectacle of innovative rituals.
But the intelligentsia is not solely, or even mainly, to blame. The larger failure is due to political circumstances over which they have had little control. The past governments failed to create an environment of possibility that fosters camaraderie, rewards innovative ideas and encourages resilience. KK, Chiluba, Mwanawasa, and Banda embraced orthodox ideas and therefore failed to offer many opportunities for drawing outside the line.
I believe King Cobra’s reset has been cast in the same faculties as those of his predecessors. If today I told him that we can build our own car, he would throw me out.
“Naupena? Fuma apa.” (Are you mad? Get out of here)
Knowing well that King Cobra will not embody innovation at Walter’s level let’s begin to look for a technologically active-positive leader who can succeed him after a term or two. That way we can make our own stone crushers, water filters, water pumps, razor blades, and harvesters. Let’s dream big and make tractors, cars, and planes, or, like Walter said, forever remain inferior.

A fundamental transformation of our country from what is essentially non-innovative to a strategic superior African country requires a bold risk-taking educated leader with a triumphalist attitude and we have one in YOU. Don’t be highly strung and feel insulted by Walter. Take a moment and think about our country. Our journey from 1964 has been marked by tears. It has been an emotionally overwhelming experience.

Each one of us has lost a loved one to poverty, hunger, and disease. The number of graves is catching up with the population. It’s time to change our political culture. It’s time for Zambian intellectuals to cultivate an active-positive progressive movement that will change our lives forever. Don’t be afraid or dispirited, rise to the challenge and salvage the remaining few of your beloved ones.

Field Ruwe is a US-based Zambian media practitioner and author. He is a PhD candidate with a B.A. in Mass Communication and Journalism, and an M.A. in History.[/b]
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My peeps i think we've reached a point where we have to stop criticising Jonathan for criticising sake and start proffering solutions, reasonable solutions. The guy is under tremendous pressure and is getting all sorts of advice from people who probably have hidden agenda's. The security apparatus he inherited is and has been broken for a while now, everything needs to be built up from scratch. He needs us to give him the confidence that we d people will support him if he takes the TOUGH decision to go after d real sponsors of BH and other cabals.  now i know he has made big mistakes already but he needs an avenue to get well meaning advice thru forums like this. It is easy to criticize and i am one of his critics but i'm beginning to think he needs serious help, help he can only get from d people. just my 2 cents folks.

patriot2:

No look, I love all my African brothers and in Nigeria like in all African countries everybody is proud of South Africa. And the whole continent stood with South Africa during the Apartheid. I am just angry with you because it doesn't seem you want to learn anything about Nigeria. You just come here with all your stereotypes and that is quite annoying. You have posted over thirty pictures which is even more annoying. Do you think we do not know what military equipment is ? Do you think we go to war with bows and arrows ?
I know we have some problems which are setting us back: the corruption of our government. But things are going better and i believe we will definitely take back our African crown. We produce very good brains but due to the lack of opportunity in Nigeria those brains end up in South Africa, Europe or America.( Actually I am one of them and I ended up in France. ) The corruption of our government is holding us back for now. But This can't last forever.
In the military field it is clear that South Africa has the biggest fire power but that doesn't make S.A army the best.
The three best armies in Africa are Nigeria, Egypt and South Africa. I think the only way to see who's best would be to do some war games or real wars. But I wouldn't bet on Egypt.
And look I am not xenophobic but I am sick and tired of people who just keep disrespecting Nigeria. Which African nation has ever helped Nigeria in anything ? But when other African nations are in need they always know where to find us. That is why I do not take it lightly when Nigeria is being disrespected.

@ Patriot i''m with u on this one, very well articulated

I'm still trying to figure out the anti-yoruba comments, it shows lack of common sense, envy and jealousy and that i'm afraid makes u worthless. It is important to note that any group can protest peacefully it is their right.

How come naijas don't wait to get their facts right be4 running their mouths, i'm just saying??