JeffreyJamez:
What I'm trying to understand is why your wife is collecting loan from another man when you're still alive? Explain that part first.

nothing beats this comment. OP o ya Coman explain

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In 1938, when the Nigerian author D.O. Fagunwa published his seminal work, Ògbójú Ọdẹ nínú Igbó Irúnmalẹ̀, it was the first novel ever written in the Yoruba language of southwest Nigeria. It was translated into English in the late 1960s by Nobel Laureate Wole Soyinka, while he was held as political prisoner. Soyinka’s translation was titled Forest of a Thousand Daemons and it captured Fagunwa’s vivid imagery of the brave hunter Akara-ogun taking on spirits, snake people, magical trees, and many other mythical beings in this forest.

But the brave hunter never meets a unicorn.

That same mindset is needed among startups in Africa. They don’t need to borrow from the mythologies of other cultures to prove themselves worthy. The unicorn in Silicon Valley terms is a startup valued at over a billion dollars. In Africa, that’s as rare as the mythical creature itself. Yet, some believe African hubs need to produce their own unicorns to be seen as successful.

As investors and startup founders (including Lidya, Bitpesa, Beyonic and Impact Africa Industries) discussed at the Accelerating Africa 2.0 event earlier this week at Quartz in New York, African startup ecosystems shouldn’t be trying to recreate Silicon Valley in Lagos, Nairobi, or Cape Town.

Doing so creates a paradigm where young entrepreneurs pitch the ideas they believe investors want to hear rather than the ideas in which they believe, notes Eghosa Omoigui of Lagos-based EchoVC. That isn’t the way to build $10 million companies, much less those worth $1 billion.

That doesn’t mean Africa won’t build $1 billion enterprises from scratch, they have done so and will certainly do so again. But while an over emphasis on valuation, rather than innovation and problem-solving, can be a mere distraction in Silicon Valley, in Africa it can do real harm to much smaller and sensitive startup ecosystems.

Every investor and entrepreneur on our panels said the same thing this week, they all think it’s still very early days in Africa. That said, those in the know say there are several African $100 million startup valuations which are much closer to fruition than we may realize, likely over the next year. That would have more impact today on Nairobi or Lagos than yet another $1 billion valuation would in the Valley.

When you have daemons, who needs unicorns?

https://ca.news.yahoo.com/m/c0c2fc91-8d9b-36dc-be15-e8becc955a8a/african-startups-need-to.html

https://qz.com/1085741/african-startups-in-lagos-nairobi-and-cape-town-dont-need-to-chase-unicorn-status/

sukkot:
upon all the money these boys accents be like garage touts for agege bus stop

lol. I surprise too o

Yeah it's like making free ad for Gucci na...

FortifiedCity:
I have known this my babe close to a year now. Well she confesses love to me. But she kinda surprised me when she said that she's scared of losing me: that she is willing to kill me if I ever leave her. I heartily laughed it off.
Just yesterday, she called after I deliberately ignored calling her for 2 days and didn't pick up when she called. She called and was very angry. I had to calm her and she later apologized for her anger.

Then I recalled what she said earlier about killing. Even though I believe I am invincible for any man, do you think her threat is something I should take serious?

Have you seen a woman carry out her threat of killing someone she loves? Please share.

Thanks.

I think it's because u have over ph.u.ck.ed her so she's feeling a little worthless thinking there's no other value left for any other man to enjoy if u dump her. If u v no intention of marrying her pls let her go...

Hard to believe Nigeria has a social insurance org...hatd.

LordOfNaira:


I will let this slide!!!

Good.

LordOfNaira:


Don't ever mention me again!!!

ok. Next time remember those who live in glass houses don t throw stones.

LordOfNaira:

DeRay98:

And talking about tactics in boxing, it comes in different ways.
Klitschkov tactics was a guerrilla boxing system to wear down opponents: direct hit, withdraw (back step) , attack with direct hit...

Tyson's was physical strength and aggression (upper cuts and swings at the forehead)
Lennox was physical strength and surprise 1.2.
Foremans was physical strength and wrecking ball blows
Holyfield was physical strength and relentless combo.
Mohammed Ali - sting punch, back step.

So if AJ's tactics is physical strength and fast heavy punches, how's that a problem? Most boxers combine physical strength and something else.

LordOfNaira:

By laughable analysis, I mean analysis that are too absolute. How can you just make a statement that "Kubrat is way below AJ". Does that not sound laughable? What sort of analysis is that?

That wasnt an analysis bro...cool yourself...that was an opinion. My apologies for simply assuming u knew the difference.

LordOfNaira:


God, what makes you think Kubrat is way below AJ? Is it because AJ struggled to beat 40+ year old Wladimir in round 11? [s]You people and your laughable analysis sef.[/s]

Anyway, the fight will decide.

At 41, Klitschkov would still have killed Kubrat. He beat him hands down a year and half prior...as in hands down. No one had taken such direct beating like that from anyone of the Klits brothers. Opponents always put up a show but kubrat started receivong it right fron the first second.
Klitschkov would still have beat anyone who came at that period. A rematch with Tyson Fury would have resulted in A klits victory for sure. And about laughable analysis, ain't urs even more laughable or are u a pro boxing analyst? U r just free styling just like the rest of us here.

LordOfNaira:


Kubrat will most likely beat him. I keep on telling people that AJ's undoing would be his lack of tactical skills. He relies too much on his physique than skills. He was lucky to win against a 40+ Wladimir who even knocked him down during the fight and would have won him on TKO. Kubrat is a master tactician. AJ has to start working on tactics.

Nah not sure kubrat can beat him. His true threat is Deontay. That dude is an animal. Kubrat cannot pose the same threat Klitschkov posed. Well below AJ by far. If Kubrat wasn't a mandatory challenger he would never choose to fight AJ.

That deontay Wilder guy mehnnn...dude fights like a possessed gorilla. So unpredictable. Could really cause problems for AJ in my opinion.

So I met a 50-year old Guyanese around July and they man was all fired up about the world coming to an end on September 23rd. So I asked him where he would be on the day. He said he would travel to Florida. I asked about that he said Florida is the last place to vanish so he 'll be among the last to go. I laughed in Spanish. The same was said last year...and the year before...and the year before that...we are still here. Fortunately September 23 is my birthday.

I swear these guys v nothing else in their brain other than fraud.

Lol. Nice one.

JPENG:
full pot.. Snake plus Chicken

Mehn u guys can eat anything sha...later una go come NL to dey search for doctors when ur organs start to dey dance like this

Before na pig...later cow leg...now na wetin again? Thunder

But u can press their Bobby anyhow on the social media even if den no be ur wife abi? Slaps fall on u.

cummando:
Where was it written in the constitution that killing of vulture as meat is a crime?

Vultures are scavengers that feed on dead rotten things...whats healthy about that? And why did they not advertise it so people know what they are buying? Some people eat vultures, it's a taboo in other cultures.

Oh boy. See as bros AY take shade small pikin. Agbaya

Prec1ous:
I still stand by my view.

A guy and a girl cannot be friends.

It is either they have a past romantic history, living in present romance or building the ground work for future romance.

Let us stop deceiving ourselves, the only relationship they can have and I will be half assured is if they are business partners.

All the girls I have dated, they all called me friends and I LOVE YOU entered into the equation from nowhere. Next, we were frolicking under the sheets, so called friend.

This is a secret, the easiest way for a guy to get a girl is to play the friendship card, along the line just change the game by adding romance, checkmate, she is yours.

If you as a girl cannot get female friends, then there is something wrong about you as a person and your attitude.

Guy also have problems and fights but the only time a guy calls a girl friend is when his game to see her pant is not in the advance stage.

Girls beware, you so-called male friends if given the chance will sleep with you without even thinking twice. Except you are transgender or have leprosy.

It is not ethical, someone will get confused along the way.

This is also a precursor to rape in some cases. The day they will gang rape you, your eyes go clear.

This is a guy's secret, we all want to sleep with that beautiful so-called friends of ours.

So girls, keep deceiving yourself.

If your best friend is a boy and he is not hitting on you then:

-You may not be as attractive as you think.

-You have a bad personality and we know guys are tolerant and pussy no dey bite.

-You are being preyed on the till you are vulnerable, he is watching till he can launch. When I don't know, a man can wait if he is certain to conquer.

- You are transgender or blocked.

Your only trusted male friends are:
Husband
Father
Brothers
Sons

READ THIS: How TRUST is the new SCAM: Stop this blatant lies about TRUST!

Man, we must have been born by same mother. This is exactly my thoughts and experience. Spot on Man!

But dude u don t need any advice nah...u were praying, God spoke to u...u got the revelation. I don't want to join the train of those who are calling u weak but I just may say u are kinda weak...its better u break an unholy relationship than a marriage.
You cannot go on with her.
If she had s.x with some other people, one may still consider and forgive but with ur own younger brother? Nah. U 'll be dumb and damn.d go on. And u know what? If u go on with her now, she 'll leave u eventually. It's unreasonable man. Don't let anyone in this world talk u into going on with her. Don't.

Peace.

Nbote:
I couldn't read any further jare.. Na d usual wire wire show off and na d same ppl... ADEKUNLE

True. Was at work and saw it on the homepage. Thought it was a short story but on reading and seeing his pictures I remembered him straight up.
What makes this more interesting is that the Canadian police cannot just arrest them Even though they know they r criminals. Reason? The prison are full and the limited spaces are reserv2d for violent criminals. Lol.
Know another guy who is a confirmed wire guy. Arrested and released to continue his way.

Interesting story of a Nigerian big boy fraudster based in Toronto. Met this dude and his goons twice around York Mills, and the aura around him made me feel my Lexus RX350 was a bicycle...and my chains, panda. Enjoy the rather long but interesting story below. See how laid back the Canadian Police and Judicial system is.

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The fraudster who called himself Johnson Chrome liked to sit on a bench at the intersection of Hazelton and Yorkville, smoking a Montecristo Edmundo robusto and talking about fashion, cars and cigars to anyone who’d listen. He was charming and handsome, with a neatly trimmed beard, a shaved head and perfect teeth. The perch placed him at the centre of the rarefied universe he’d come to inhabit. His condo, in the former Four Seasons hotel, was steps to the west, and he parked his black Jaguar at the Hazelton Hotel opposite. His gym, the sleek Equinox, was a minute’s walk northwest; his preferred cigar shop, La Casa del Habano, was to the south; and his bespoke clothier, the Italian tailor V Hazelton, was directly behind him. In a neighbourhood known for excess, Chrome was its most conspicuous consumer. He owned 90 pairs of shoes, a collection worth $100,000. One pair was made of crocodile hide and cost $10,000; another was encrusted with hundreds of tiny silver spikes. He wore watches so gargantuan that they seemed to drag on his arm. One of them, the $150,000 Romain Jerome Moon Dust–DNA, contained actual moon dust and fragments of the Apollo 11 spacecraft and the International Space Station. His preferred suit style was Neapolitan—known for its soft con rollino shoulders, high collars and fabrics sourced from exclusive Ariston mills. His dress shirts cost $700, his sunglasses $800 apiece. His personal scent, Clive Christian No. 1, bills itself as “the world’s most expensive perfume,” and at $1,500 a bottle, that’s probably true.

Chrome was generous with his money, regularly paying for meals and drinks for his friends at the Thompson rooftop, Cabana Pool Bar and restaurants like STK, Kasa Moto, One and NAO. On Friday nights, they would head to nightclubs like Lavelle and Wildflower, where they’d spend hundreds, sometimes thousands, on bottle service, drinking and carousing until close. They swapped compliments—how this pocket square neatly embellished those shoelaces, or how these cufflinks flattered that scarf. Chrome was brazen with women, identifying the most beautiful woman at a club and approaching her with confidence.

When asked about the source of his wealth, Chrome would sometimes tell people he was an international businessman, in town for only a short time. One of his acquaintances assumed he was an oil tycoon. But police believe he was one of Canada’s most adept identity thieves, a major player in a sprawling $10-million fraud syndicate that victimized thousands of Torontonians for over a decade. Inside Canada’s financial institutions, he was a household name, suspected of being responsible for thousands of dodgy transactions. He might have evaded the police altogether, if not for a fatal weakness: the compulsion to document each high-priced meal, wild night out and hedonistic indulgence on social media.

According to police, Toronto is a preferred destination for international specialists in identity theft, credit card fraud, extortion, phishing, romance and charity scams, and more. Fraudsters choose Canada because it’s soft on crime compared to the U.S.; there are plenty of extravagant ways to spend the spoils, especially in Toronto and Vancouver; and Canada is next door to one of the world’s wealthiest nations, putting fraudsters within arm’s reach of an international gold mine.

Johnson Chrome was born Adekunle Johnson Omitiran on January 31, 1980, in the Oshodi slums of Lagos, Nigeria. His father, Gbadebo, was a travelling businessman from southwestern Nigeria. When Chrome was a boy, Gbadebo left Chrome’s mother, a Fulani woman from Nigeria’s north, and at one point allegedly had as many as six wives. Gbadebo studied at the University of Exeter in the U.K. and later found his way to Toronto. Chrome’s mother was left to raise him and his brother and stepbrother, with the help of her father, who took the family in. Chrome didn’t respond to interview requests for this story, but sources in Nigeria say he spent much of his childhood on the streets, getting shooed away from the local markets by vendors, who didn’t want a poor kid hanging around. According to one childhood friend, he wasn’t a troublemaker and had no criminal record. He later attended Lagos State University, and in 2003, when he was 23, his father brought him to Toronto.

Chrome enrolled at York University, where he studied economics and lived modestly in a basement apartment near campus. Less than a year later, police believe, he entered the world of fraud. In January 2004, Canada customs intercepted a suspicious parcel destined for Chrome’s apartment. The package had come from Nigeria, and it was heavy enough to qualify for inspection. Inside, officials discovered 36 envelopes addressed to various people in the U.S., each containing a counterfeit cheque for roughly $10,000. The intended recipients had placed ads online selling various items; fraudsters, posing as brokers, wrote letters explaining they wanted to buy the item, but their buyers had already written a cheque for more than the asking price. Would the recipient be so kind as to deposit it and wire back the difference? In most instances of the scam, the intended target is skeptical and ignores the letter, but inevitably, some obey the enclosed instructions. By the time the bank catches on and cancels the transaction, the account holder is on the hook and the scammer is in the wind, a few thousand dollars richer. These kinds of frauds are so popular in Nigeria that they’re now known globally as 419 scams, which refers to the section of Nigeria’s criminal code pertaining to fraud. Police claim that Chrome’s job was to mail the letters from Canada, bypassing the suspicions of U.S. Postal Service officials.

Toronto police set up a fake FedEx delivery to Chrome’s address. When he signed for the parcel, they arrested him and charged him with defrauding the public. Ultimately, however, the Crown decided they would be hard pressed to prove that Chrome was aware of the parcel’s contents, and the charges were withdrawn.

Chrome reappeared on police radar in 2006, when he walked into a Royal Bank on Bathurst and, using forged documents under the name Glen Lee, opened a chequing account. RBC eventually realized that the account was fishy, and police arrested Chrome. He pleaded guilty to fraud under $5,000 and received a 12-month conditional discharge, which effectively wiped his record clean after the sentence was over. By 2007, he’d obtained Canadian citizenship.

According to police, Chrome also developed another elaborate, highly profitable scheme, one that encompassed mail theft, identity theft and credit card fraud. First, they allege, he would intercept mail at condos in Toronto, typically buildings without concierges or front desk staff. He’d enter the mailroom with a set of bump keys and try locks until one popped open, then repeat the process, scooping up as much mail as he could carry. Later, he’d open the mail, find bank documents, and record the target’s name, address and financial information in a notebook. He would call the banks and impersonate the cardholder, trying to extract additional information, and update each profile in his notebook as he went. As he honed his scheme, he’d learn his victims’ dates of birth, phone numbers and email addresses. In many cases, he knew what car his victims drove, where they worked, and the names of their loved ones.

With that information in hand, he’d call the bank’s customer service number and, armed with enough intel to ace the security questions, request a new card. A day or two later, he’d stake out the condo building, wait for the mail carrier to make their drop, enter, and steal the envelope containing the new card.

Next came the spending spree. Often, Chrome would withdraw cash at an ATM or purchase prepaid gift cards. Chrome’s scam was labour-intensive—hustling for a few thousand dollars at a time—but therein lay its brilliance. Banks, though they won’t admit it, tend not to waste their time chasing small sums, which they can quickly reverse. It’s painstaking work for the police to chase down each reported fraud; Crown prosecutors roll their eyes at the complicated paperwork; and judges are often loath to dish out heavy penalties, since the crime is non-violent and the ultimate victim is almost always the banks, which can write off their losses. Despite their best efforts, police say, Chrome was able to continue his operation in plain sight—and no one could do much about it.

Chrome’s girlfriend from Nigeria, Olubukola “Bukky” Jegede, soon followed him to Canada. They married and eventually had three kids. By all accounts, Chrome was a devoted father, taking his kids to the park, the movies, and to church every Sunday. The family moved often—presumably to keep police from knowing his whereabouts.

He spent lavishly on himself, too. In April 2007, using stolen credit cards, he dropped $5,000 on stereo equipment at Bang and Olufsen near Bay and Bloor, and bought 10 pairs of designer shoes at Davids down the street. When police raided his Lawrence West apartment, he ran to the bathroom clutching his phone, which he tried to hide in the garbage can. On it were photos of a residential construction project back in Lagos, plus images of a shipping container housing a car, a flat-screen TV and building materials—many of which are hard to come by in Nigeria. They seized $140,000 of personal property, including clothing, watches and jewellery, plus five TVs, a washing machine and $17,000 in cash. But they didn’t find the evidentiary treasure trove they were looking for: the notebooks, credit cards, receipts and stolen mail that they hoped would convince a judge of the mammoth scope of Chrome’s operation. They began to suspect he kept a stash house for the most damning material.

They eventually found enough evidence from ATM security footage to lay 53 charges. Chrome pleaded guilty to a handful of charges in exchange for getting the others withdrawn, and he got off with two concurrent sentences of six months’ house arrest, once again avoiding significant jail time. And so began a game of cat and mouse between the police and Johnson Chrome that would last nearly a decade.

In august 2007, Chrome and his wife bought a three-storey detached house with a two-car garage in a sleepy Brampton subdivision for $442,000. Later, according to police, he invested his funds into more real estate, eventually putting a down payment on a $3.4-million five-bedroom, custom-built McMansion with a three-car garage, backing onto a golf course in a tony section of Kleinburg.

Like any successful businessman, Chrome learned to delegate. Police say he teamed up with a fellow Nigerian named Mickie Noah, who would allegedly make ATM withdrawals and request new cards and PIN changes as part of Chrome’s operation. Noah had grown up in even poorer circumstances than Chrome, and over time he’d developed a similar appetite for luxury. He mocked Torontonians’ lack of sartorial derring-do. “Downtown, they think they’re stylish, but they all wear black,” he once posted on Instagram. Noah had a predilection for bright jackets, wide-brimmed hats and oversized Iris Apfel glasses. He shopped at Holt Renfrew and Via Cavour, stocking his closet with monk-strap shoes, vibrant ascots and jaunty bow ties. He also shared Chrome’s fondness for cigars—Cohiba robustos were his particular weakness—which he often enjoyed next to his friend on Yorkville’s best-situated bench.

Continue here: https://torontolife.com/city/crime/name-johnson-chrome-hes-citys-wanted-identity-thief/

I was browsing through news media today, and found that Olajumoke's story has been trending on some news media powerhouses - MSN, Yahoo, and some tabloids in Australia, with pictures and videos. Read below:

Olajumoke Orisaguna, a 27-year-old from Nigeria, went from selling bread on the streets of the city of Lagos to becoming a signed model in the most unexpected way.

Like a fairy tale, the young woman was selling bread when international photographer Ty Bello was shooting with English rapper Tinie Tempah, on that same street in the African city. Unintentionally, Orisaguna came out in one of the images shot.

Days later, Bello shared pictures from that shoot on his social media but with interest of finding out who that young woman was in the photo.

http://www.msn.com/en-ca/lifestyle/style/woman-selling-bread-on-street-becomes-top-model-after-photobombing-shoot/ar-AAqXNrg?li=AA2FEvo&ocid=ientp

https://www.yahoo.com/news/woman-selling-bread-street-becomes-025325431.html

http://people.com/chica/olajumoke-orisaguna-nigerian-bread-seller-becomes-top-model/

Mehn...people get mind o...me eat snake? God forbid it!

My brother, this is very tricky. A woman like ur sister can and will kill u when the opportunity arises (eg. Sharing ur parents will).

So my advice?
- u went to get ur property from here: act like u have forgiven and forgotten all her wrong. This is hard but it is the smartest move. Once she releases ur documents etc first victory.

- avoid her like a plague: once u get ur stuffs from her, avoid her like a plague. No calls, No visits, nothing.... even if u r very strong, remember ur own family (wife and kids) u have to be smart for them. Avoid her.

Unfortunately, and I am.not being damning here, she's gonna try to do something to u in the future (twist ur destiny, attack ur family, or even kill u). Only God can fight this battle for u so that she uses her own hand to do herself.

All the best bro.
This is from personal experience.

Just saw this lady on Insecure a few night ago being banged by her married light skinned friend. So she's a V? Interesting..

Babanla iro

Lol...and who are the ones behind the UK and US cyber crimes? Still Nigerians. Lol.

soberdrunk:
There is nothing women hate more than 'lost' and 'job' in the same sentence, this one will not go 'viral' because nah "Man", if nah "woman" be victim some people go don petition United Nations....... Say No to Violence against men!!!

Gbam! Verily verily, Thou art saith it well.