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seunmsg:At that time (20:12, 10/04/2026), INEC had not released anything publicly. So how did a political aide have and post an official INEC statement almost a full day earlier (18:16, 11/04/2026)? So the aide had early access, posted it first, then INEC followed almost a day later with the same script. Gtfo |
BATified2023:https://x.com/inecnigeria/status/2043015258713772043?s=46 https://x.com/dolusegun/status/2042682065494176129?s=46 you can confirm. |
Something about this doesn’t sit right. A comparison between the official statement from Independent National Electoral Commission and an earlier post by a presidential aide shows striking similarities in wording and structure. It may be coincidental, but for an institution that plays such a critical role in Nigeria’s democracy, even the appearance of alignment with political figures raises valid concerns. Public trust in electoral institutions is built on clear independence, both in action and communication. For clarity on timing: the presidential aide’s post was already circulating as at 20:12 on 10/04/2026, while Independent National Electoral Commission only released its own statement at 18:16 on 11/04/2026. That’s a gap of almost 22 hours. Given the near-identical wording, the timeline raises obvious questions that shouldn’t be ignored. It would be helpful for INEC to clarify this. link to X post https://x.com/inecnigeria/status/2043015258713772043?s=46 link to DOlusegun post https://x.com/dolusegun/status/2042682065494176129?s=46
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courtroom sovereign. . i’m the courtroom gladiator, silk tie knotted like a noose on the opposition/ penetrating precedents with surgical diction/ while my portfolio blooms in quiet precision / briefcases stuffed with verdicts that turned paupers to kings/ contingency fees stacking like tetris on infinite rings/ i draft clauses tighter than a virgin’s first kiss/ loopholes so elegant the irs itself dismisses/ lamborghini aventador, carbon fiber ghost slicing midnight on the amalfi coast/ exhaust note roaring symphonies while the speedometer kisses what mortals fear most/ rolls phantom behind it, spirit of ecstasy gleaming like a mistress who never ghosts/ white leather interior scented with oud and the faint trace of my latest toast/ private gulfstream g650, wings dipped in champagne gold climbing past cumulus thrones / destination santorini caldera where the aegean whispers secrets only billionaires own/ maldives overwater villa, infinity pool merging with horizon like my contracts with fate/ breakfast on the terrace, beluga caviar chased by 2012 dom, no debate/ dubai penthouse at burj, floor to ceiling glass framing the desert’s silent empire/ helicopter pad humming while i orchestrate mergers that make empires perspire/ shorty from the milan runway, legs carved by gods and a mind sharper than my cross-exam blade/ speaks five languages fluently, quotes kant mid-thrust then negotiates my next trade/ another from the french riviera, sapphire eyes hiding secrets deeper than offshore trusts/ body like a stradivarius, fingers dancing contracts while the moon adjusts/ we glide through monaco nights in tailored tom ford, her diamonds refracting casino lights/ i whisper tort reforms in her ear while she laughs at the peasants’ petty fights/ wardrobe curated by loro piana and brioni, cashmere softer than a settled lawsuit’s sigh/ wrist weighed by patek philippe skeleton, ticking in harmony with compound interest’s high/ vaults in zurich and singapore humming with bearer bonds and rare art i acquired in sealed bids/ rothko and basquiat staring back like they know every loophole my legal mind forbids/ knowledge of jurisprudence sharper than a guillotine’s edge on a corrupt regime/ i’ve dismantled conglomerates with one motion, left ceos begging on their regime/ antitrust mastery, sherman act recited verbatim while i sip 1945 lafite/ turning monopolies to dust with paragraphs that make regulators lose sleep/ global arbitration in geneva, my arguments laced with swiss precision and fire/ opponents fold faster than origami cranes when i cite the vienna convention’s entire choir/ yet i’m lounging in aspen chalet, fireplace roaring while snow blankets the peaks/ closing another nine-figure deal via encrypted line, no leaks/ girls roll deeper than my client list, igbinedion educated attorneys turned lovers in disguise/ debating case law between silk sheets then sealing mergers with bedroom eyes/ i’ve summered in positano cliffs, yacht anchored where the tyrrhenian kisses volcanic stone/ watching vesuvius brood while my empire expands in silence, never overthrown/ wealth isn’t measured in commas, it’s the freedom to rewrite statutes mid-flight/ then land in mykonos at dawn for ouzo with heiresses who quote my latest copyright/ ferrari sf90 hybrid, hybrid soul matching my balance of street and supreme court finesse/ zero to sixty in silence, leaving envy in the rearview, nothing less/ i navigate maritime law on my superyacht in the seychelles, flags of convenience unfurled/ drafting admiralty clauses while bioluminescent waves paint the world/ high-end companions who understand force majeure better than most lawyers ever could/ they sip vintage krug and dissect human rights article 2 like it’s pre-intimacy for the shrewd/ my lifestyle’s a living deposition, every deposition sealed, every exhibit gold-plated truth/ from the hamptons estate with helipad to the cayman accounts that multiply like uncut proof/ i’ve won rico cases that toppled syndicates, then vacationed in their former villas with glee/ now those same properties host my soirées where models quote torts back to me/ bentley continental speed, w12 symphony thundering through tuscany’s winding veins/ olive groves blurring past while my latest brief drafts itself in my brain/ knowledge is the ultimate flex, black’s law dictionary dog-eared like a lover’s spine/ i flip pages mentally at 40,000 feet, turning statutes into vintage wine/ so when the gavel drops and the world keeps chasing crumbs i left behind/ remember the architect: silk-robed sovereign, architect of empires refined/ this verse ain’t flex, it’s affidavit sworn under penalty of perjury divine/ i live every bar, every clause, every horizon i claim as mine/ |
vintages. Deep mahogany table scarred by decades of quiet power plays/ 1964 vintage pouring like liquid rubies into Baccarat haze/ Room thick with old-world dismissal, cigar smoke curling slow/ Jasmine from her wrist slicing through like a veiled no/ Cannes at midnight, Mediterranean licking silver shores below/ Chateau Margaux ‘64 breathing deep, settling every century’s woe/ Tannins whisper of phylloxera plagues and Vichy nights survived/ Hands that picked grapes under occupation, still made the wine thrive/ Ain’t just fermented grapes in glass, it’s Pomerol soil alive/ Roots plotting escapes into palates forged on tectonic drive/ Melanin like polished obsidian under Murano chandelier glow/ Sahelian queen, features built from Timbuktu manuscripts flow/ High-fashion architecture, no peer, lineage of kings in her bone/ Neck long like ancient Nok bronze, grace making physics overthrown/ Archival Givenchy ’62, black silk faille hugging every zone/ Pulled from Louvre vaults, curves rewriting golden ratio alone/ Eyes dark honey, slow secrets of the Maghreb in their tone/ Spinning elegance into webs, catching stars in the ebb and moan/ She moves like coronation steps across forgotten thrones/ ’60s aesthetic locked, James Bond shadows in smoke-filled rooms/ Brass swelling low, double basses thumping like heartbeats in tombs/ Bespoke Savile Row, silk lapels sharp enough to cut egos to fumes/ International law debated over Perigord truffles shaved in plumes/ Slide from Amalfi cliffs plunging into turquoise blue/ To Senegalese nights, djembe echoing off Goree stones true/ Baobab silhouettes against blood-orange moon anew/ Luxury of being wrong yet feeling exactly right, no clue/ She’s Venus of Willendorf reborn for Vogue that never prints/ Symphony of curves waking pharaohs from their ancient prints/ Poured the ‘61 Petrus, tannins narrating revolution’s hints/ Algerian fire, Lumumba’s ghost, marches bleeding into cellars’ mints/ Blood, power, glory soaked in Pomerol clay since the prints/ Now blooming in the glass like justice delayed but never spent/ Her skin drinks chandelier light like Sahara eclipse intense/ High-end sovereign soul, foreign, forever unmeasured, immense/ Calculated sip by sip, glance by glance, velvet word by word/ Till the boundary melts, wine breathing her, she wearing the vintage stirred/ No line left between grape and goddess, just one slow pour heard/ Renaissance soul in Mid-Century frame, continents in a heartbeat blurred/ Cigar ash drops soft, glasses clink once, final word/ And I’m still the only soul in this room who knows her name, reserved/ |
akojifred:Level 8 FAAN is 270K bro, go and do your findings. |
Jig crowned himself king on a throne built from foam/ One soft whisper of wind and his whole kingdom’s gone/ |
pretty death. She dipped outta life like a phantom in the fog/ left a chalk outline pretty on the marble in the hall/ Casket closed, IG froze, ten million tears in the comments/ but the corpse still breathing, she just wanted the silence/ Phone on airplane, city on mute/ new passport taste like freedom and vermouth/ They lit candles, wrote songs, tattooed her face on they ribs/ she was three states away getting ribs with some dude who don’t exist/ Funny how death made her finally blow up/ streams in the millions while she laughing in a cup/ Graveyard shift turned superstar ghost/ every “RIP” post paid for the new whip, no boast/ She watch the funeral on a burner phone stream/ mama crying in gucci, best friend looking for the scheme/ They buried an empty box lined in satin and lies/ she was poolside in a bikini counting alibis/ Now the world got a martyr who ain’t even bleed/ and the girl they keep mourning just ordered room service at three/ Death was the ultimate flex, greatest disappearing act/ she killed who she was so the real her never gotta look back/ Resurrection on her terms, no halo, no wings/ just a new name on the lease and a couple gold rings/ They still pray for her peace while she toast to the end/ sometimes you gotta die pretty to live ugly again/ Two years deep, the myth still breathe on its own/ every Halloween her face sell masks in the stores/ Documentary dropped, Netflix paid the fam tears/ she watched episode six with a blunt and no cares/ Old friends turned prophets, quoting texts that she wrote/ turned her suicide note to a merch line of quotes/ “Forever 27” on a hoodie in gold/ she 29 now, laughin’ at the price that it sold/ City put a bench with her name by the lake/ teen girls leave flowers, cry pretty for the ‘Gram’s sake/ She drove past it slow in a whip that ain’t hers/ tinted so dark even ghosts can’t see the curves/ Ex-man still posting throwbacks every Sunday/ caption “still not over it” with a heartbreak emoji/ She almost felt bad, then remembered the fists/ death was just the cleanest way out of that abyss/ Now she dance under strobes that don’t know her old face/ new tongue, new touch, new sins, new grace/ Every time they scream her name at a candlelight vigil/ she cum in the dark to the sound of their hymnal/ They made her a saint, she became a succubus/ fed off the grief like it’s top-shelf Clicquot buzz/ The girl they keep praying for is a shell in the ground/ the one that they buried just turned the whole world into clowns/ Sometimes late night she google her own name/ smile at the headlines, then close out the page/ Death was the door, but the key was the lie/ she the only one living who can say she really died/ |
king OG flexing weak, that crown’s on lease/ i turn rappers like him to practice beats, then delete in peace/ |
Mykcool:GL 8 is 270K+ for FAAN dunno about NCAA. |
SoFayg0:I think so bro. The chairman definitely has influence in NNRA, NCCC and REA. The committee cuts across energy-related agencies, that’s why the chairman can step into their functions. It’s a relatively new committee too. So yeah, hold that P.A. tight. Goodluck. |
Avvaavava1:Na wah! Come be like say na only NCDMB, NUPRC and NNRA naim still solid for the petroleum ministry. |
Waleed222:don't know boss hence why I'm asking. |
Any update on NNRA, NAEC and NCCC? |
[quote author=Sammy4561 post=136527301][/quote]FAAN SSCE recruitment slots are given to HODs/DGMs/GM human resources in each airports but it's not always ongoing like the BSC recruitments. If you know any human resources HOD or Airport manager or anybody close to them, you no get problem to enter if slot come out. |
Advisoryyak1663:wetin be NCCC salary and package for entry level? |
balher:slot recruitment. |
I hear say FIRS dey find lawyers and accountants, how true is this? |
Had no idea renewable energy got impact on NNRA, NAEC, REA, NCCC and NCDMB until the chairman house of representative committee on renewable energy paid a visit to NNRA for oversight functions. its more like a sector based not ministry based. Renewable energy is definitely the new oil money. |
Malahu:No. |
Success1930:FAAN Grade level 8 step 2 salary is 274k currently after the recent salary increment. |
Tetfund dey pay well? |
chiswagz:recruitment don start for sedc? |
airmark:Oh thanks man. |
Airmark, I need a reason why you keep deleting my rap? this is the second time you've pulled this stunt. |
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please which federal agency is under renewable energy? |
donbee:A week today |
Ajaoogbo:salary increament included |
Orlando22:does it look like I'm capping? |
bill your friends and family members wey dey FAAN, them don increase their salary. Mrs Olubunmi Kuku don cook wetin no good |
