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If World War 3 Starts Which Is The Safest Country?- By Jeffery Simpson

Let’s be real here. No place in Europe, North America, Asia, Australia, or even Africa would be safe from nuclear war and its aftermath.

I see a couple of people saying Switzerland. I highly disagree. Switzerland would have been an excellent place if it were a traditional war with boots on the ground. The issue with nuclear weapons is that they have a radius of destruction. Tsar Bomba, the largest nuke ever detonated, has a radius of at least 35 miles. And it was detonated back in 1961. Just imagine how powerful they are now, 50 years later. Here’s why each place/continent I mentioned above will not be safe.

* Europe as a whole would be a major hotbed for conflict between Russia and her potential allied states. France, Germany, and the UK would be big targets with Poland, Italy, and maybe Belgium being secondary important targets. Switzerland is right between most of the countries I just mentioned. Safest place would probably be on the Iberian peninsula in Portugal or Spain. But even they might not be completely safe as NATO members.

* Middle East needs no explanation. That’s a mini world war in and of itself.
* North America would most definitely be a target for the Russians and Chinese (assuming they are allied). Perhaps the Americans could intercept missiles from China via territories in the Pacific and deflect Russian missiles via Alaska but nothing is certain. You can bet your life that New York, Washington DC, Los Angeles, San Francisco, and the areas around them would be targeted. They’re all major financial cities close to the coast. Canada would probably be nuked too but would not be as much of a target as the US. Cuba would probably be invaded and with no nuclear weapons to defend itself, it would succumb to US power. Not sure if Mexico will be forced to fight alongside the US but it will definitely be seen as a potential US ally by the opposite side.

* Asia would probably be even more bloody than Europe; China and North Korea allied vs everyone else. South Korea would need urgent help from the US but will probably be the first place in Asia to be nuked to oblivion (by North Korea). Japan would seriously need to go Shōwa-mode again if it wants to defend itself properly.

China would have conflict with most of the South China Sea nations as part of their ongoing territorial dispute; this would include Vietnam (which could draw in Thailand, Burma, and Laos too), Indonesia, the Philippines, and Malaysia. Taiwan would be either invaded or nuked. Maybe China would take over Sri Lanka as a proxy state via that 99-year leased port they’ve got. India would see that as an issue which could escalate into involving Pakistan who is benefitting from China’s belt-and-road programme.

* Australia. It’s a bit of a given. Australia is too close to China for comfort. It would be a thorn in their side. Except for the nearly inhospitable Australian heartland, most urban centres wouldn’t be safe. New Zealand might be safe but being isolated from the rest of the world by hundreds of miles of ocean while everyone is at war will not bode well for the population. Especially for such a globalised country.

* Antarctica. Let’s hope no one is stupid enough even to think about sending a nuke here. The breaking off of ice sheets would be catastrophic for the sea levels.

* Africa. Oh boy, Africa already has dozens of unstable states who routinely receive aid from the rest of the world. What’s going to happen when those donor countries have to reorient their funds to a total war economy? No more money for Africa! And that means many of those delicate internationally propped-up governments will most likely fall and descend into numerous civil wars.

For the attentive person (or if you noticed the answer’s picture), you might have noticed I missed a continent in my explanation.



Yes, South America. Now there are a couple of reasons why South America would be at least partially safe from the event of global nuclear war. One of the biggest reasons that could really work to South America’s benefit is that it is very much politically isolated from the rest of the world. South American countries typically rely more on themselves than the rest of the world. A lot of South American governments are currently aware of this and want to be more connected to the rest of the world. But without that many political ties to the world outside South America, the continent could evade conflict altogether (Venezuela is concerning though).

Externally, South America wouldn’t be seen as a target. South America doesn’t have any serious beef with anyone aside from themselves. To be honest, it’s hard to think of anything worth nuking in South America. Aside from possibly French Guiana’s Guiana Space Centre. And that’s very, very unlikely.


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Googledotcom:
Peter Obi was well spoken the last time but lost the election as vice President under Atiku.

Wike is the only person that can help Atiku win this election. Wike did it in Edo state.

Wike is an asset, Atiku shouldn't make any mistake picking any other person aside Wike.

But Wike is a strong man. Atiku might be afraid of Wike pulling the rug from under his feet o. Everyone wants a submissive vice like Namadi Sambo, Goodluck and Osinbajo.

PENNYSWAP:

Na was o Oga mi,... wetin funny na?

The Power Beggars And The Absolute Emperor- By Adeola Soetan

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Even Obasanjo that was Baba Bulldozer as president was resisted at some points in an attempt to checkmate him by his vice, national assembly, governors & some strong willed party members. But for Seriki Integrity, no one to dare him in his party and moderate his totalitarian power with his arrogant aristocratic aloofness to governance and party management.

Not even the supreme governors now reduced to mere secondary school prefect before Seriki Integrity , or the elders and Seriki's co- pioneer builders of the parastatal can look into the absolute's Emperor's face. Not even the strong party's national leader can dare Seriki Integrity with his exaggerated super structure. The same flaunted structure that can't make the created 37 incohate Lagos local government (now LCDAs) mentioned in the national assembly for deliberation and got them constitutionally listed after 7 years of APC in government. I describe such a structure as a mere fans'club of political fawning parasites feeding fat on their leader. .

The pretentious south west progressives had to abandon their battle cries of restructuring, devolution of power, self determination/national question, , state police and other programs of negotiation and resolution of power equation that they chanted for over 30 years. This is , just to please the Supreme president and to beg, with their heads bowed, for power transfer as a bargain.

They conveniently forgot that power concedes nothing without a fight. No serious power holder in a partnership respects for long, unprincipled desperate beggars for power who can sacrifice all they pretended to stand for. Honestly, I don't know what this set of progressives in the South West stand for, in context, content and vision.

Now, that a power monster has been created with the full support of the unprincipled coward progressives, the power beggars, let the Rankadede to the Supreme ruler continue in a country where the national assembly is prostrate and ineffectual.
Power opportunism, will always in shameful, surrender to power absolutism. It's a fact of history.

They can't do this to a woman with Balls like Mama Peace.



Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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Galaxyowerri:
Nigeria is actually a very weak country.

Truly very weak. That country needs men and women of Balls to rule it.



Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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All will be clear in a few days.



Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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This is serious.
No doubt, there is God.



Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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Oga Jona well-done .......but




Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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Southerners should put their house in order and stop doing themselves in.



Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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Congratulations to him. Still, there is God


Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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Take heart Mummy. It isn't easy to eat from two geographical zones at the same time, .......but women sha....



Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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Udom Emmanuel is a good choice as well as Ihedioha. Gentle, well spoken men. We could try woman though. Like Mama Peace.....




Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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Uncle Jona and Tinubu are not helping the ministry of the South at all but there's God.



Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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We have not heard the last. This Politics series has to get to a climax for all to see beyond......




Where Is Patience Jonathan?- By Lasisi Olagunju

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This Girl Tricked Everyone And Lived As A Millionaire With No Money

The lady, identified by the New York City elite as Anna Delvey, has lied for years about her real identity. The people who spent their time partying and shopping for fashionable clothes were convinced that this Russian-German woman belonged to their upper social class.
FULL STORY......

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Political Delegates From Hell - By Bishop Chinedu Nwoye

Silly people. N200 billion shared to 7000 delegates while 200 million people wallow in abject poverty, struggle with hunger, disease and insecurity.

EFCC was there live on observer status to observe bribery and corruption in US dollars while youths languish in jail for holding fake documents without Dollar in cash.

Now we know it. Peter Obi was right. You cannot share destiny of the youths in a convention and give them a future.

Over 350 million dollars shared in cash in Abuja.

7000 delegates happy, 10 million children out of school, all public universities on strike.

Nigeria we hail thee.

It took a Jerry Rawlings to do a hard reset and turned Ghana to a home for Ghanaians.

It took a Lee Kwan Yew to turn Singapore to a thriving economy.

It took chairman Mao to set China on a mission to world economic domination.

What was common among revolutionary leaders listed. THEY KILLED CORRUPTION.

We don't have human tribal or religious differences in Nigeria.

We only have the tribe of plutocrats and autocrats dictating for the humiliated Nigerians with tone of campaigns for elections.

If indeed the former Accountant General who stole N80bn is indeed a Muslim and Sharia law is constitutional and effective to kill a Deborah for blasphemy, Sharia law should amputate him for stealing after recovering all he stole.

But the tribe of the criminals will opt for English common law and seek outdated imperial order to pay thousands for billions under the MAINA LAW OF RETRIBUTION.

Peter Obi means business. He is voice of economic survival of Nigeria.

The tribe that shared loot will hate him and even plan to kill him as show spoiler.

Rwanda succeeded and killed tribe. Now in Rwanda, you are no longer Hutu or Tutsi but RWANDESE.

Nigeria will succeed when all citizens become Nigerians.

The politicians child must have equal right with street child and go to school in government school from primary to university not foreign school.

He must get medical treatment from government hospital. He must ply the roads not fly on air.

Take my word to the bank,. APC will up the game by 100 percent on June 6 to 700 million USD at their convention. They did it with cost of their nomination forms. They got extension so as to source Euro since PDP used dollar.

These criminals will tell the uninformed that the problem of underdevelopment in Nigeria is PROSPERITY PREACHING when they have looted the Destiny of youths.

WICKED MEN.

Until Nigerians turn their hunger to anger against these wicked men, we will keep suffering economic banditry.

Nigeria graduate youths in Nigeria are suffering, many in diaspora are joining illegal groups since they can't eke out a decent living overseas without legal alien status.

STOP THIS MADNESS NOW.

I oversee many churches mainly populated by rural poor people . I feel their pain . People blame the poor and hungry for voting but never the delegates from hell for collecting bribes and electing evil men.

Delegates from hell leave Nigerians without choice.

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A Goat Named Saddam - By Abubakar Adam Ibrahim

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Once when we were much younger, our neighbours in Jos had a furiously fertile she-goat that birthed a litter of two or three kids now and then. But in the year that Saddam Hussein defied the world, invaded Kuwait and stared down a US invasion, this fertile goat gave birth for the first time to a single kid, a wobbly brown goat with lanky legs and unsteady gait.
At that time, Nigeria’s north was torn between supporting Saddam and deriding him. The owner of the goat, a stocky, taciturn man with severe expressions, made his stand known when he joked that he had named the newborn goat Saddam. I guess people were not used to him joking about anything so they assumed he was serious. Or maybe he was. Whatever the case, the name stuck. People fancied a goat with a name and the news trickled from ear to ear.
As Saddam of Iraq grew in defiance and then wilted under the US and its allies' fire, Saddam the goat grew in health, from a wavering little goat to a sure-footed sturdy one. Even when it was just a kid, it pranced with unmatched elegance for a goat, clip-clopped across the compound and strolled down the street with confidence that other goats lacked. It answered to its name and stopped to be petted. I remember still the feel of its brown fur as I ran my hands down its side.
Saddam’s fame blossomed and everyone in the street knew him. Those who didn’t soon heard of him. Children from other streets came to see him. Saddam was talked about like a person, his deeds recounted with embellishments and a fondness for a much-loved character. I remember how admiration gleamed in the eyes of the children who came to see him, how excited they were if he allowed them to pet his fine coat of fur.
The day a man tried to steal Saddam as it munched happily on a patch of grass in an alley, it was one of these admirers who raised the alarm. We gave chase in the direction the boy pointed.
In the grip of the thief, Saddam protested his abduction fiercely. He wriggled and wiggled and bleated like a demented thing. With our little voices calling out barawo, and a crowd threatening to follow, the thief dropped the goat and scurried into an alley, disappearing like a rat into a sewer.
For days the failed kidnapping of Saddam was talked about. Our roles in foiling the crime, and our courage in given chase became legend. In each recounting, the distance of the chase grew, the speed increased, the size of the felon was escalated and the excitement of the chase dripped with extra sauce.
The story of the failed abduction soon gave way to another as one day, Saddam was pursuing his mother for an amorous congress when he hopped onto the cover of the well in the compound. The flimsy cover flipped. Down went Saddam bleating, plunging into the depth, crashing into the body of water meters below.
We were playing football on a patch of land down the street when the news reached us.
“Saddam has fallen into a well,” echoed from lip to lip, at once a question, at once a statement, whispered and proclaimed with varying degrees of apprehension. Abandoning the ball, we sprinted to the house to find bedlam. Women running helter-skelter, frenzied children shrieking and a crowd forming around the well’s edge. Inside, Saddam floundered against the water, bleating like a banshee. One of the owner’s wives had the bright idea of fishing Saddam out of the well with a bucket tied to a rope. The experiment failed.
People who had never set foot in the “Ba Shiga” compound found their way in—strangers, passersby, neighbours from far and wide. One of these passersby stripped his shirt, kicked off his shoes and climbed down the well. He gripped the goat by the foreleg, hauled it onto his back and using one hand for grip, an anxious goat wriggling on his back, climbed towards the eager arms stretched out to help. As soon as he was within reach, they grabbed hold of Saddam and relieved him of the burden. The cheer that rang out tickled the ears of the birds flying above.
The hero was thanked. He put on his shirt and squeezed through the crowd, was patted on the back as he went, while prayers and blessings showered on him. But no one asked him his name or where he had come from.
For weeks, the great rescue was all the children could talk about. The stern man who owned Saddam, replaced the cover of the well that evening and continued, as usual, to dump hay or chaff in a makeshift trough for the goats before leaving for his business. Publicly, at least, he was not an affectionate man, but sometimes you could see him looking at Saddam with soft eyes.
With that incident, the legend of Saddam grew further as did the fondness for him. Perhaps the fondness people have for the goat was frightening, perhaps the owner feared his own growing fondness for the creature, or maybe he was just hungry, or tired of the circus around it. One day, he summoned the goat, tackled him to the floor and put a knife to its throat. Bloody deed done, he asked his wives to prepare the goat for a stew. One of them cried so much and refused to have anything to do with the task.
News of the murder was greeted with shock and disbelief. Yet, while grief spread, some people gloated and mocked those mourning the death of a goat.
By the next day, it had emerged who and who ate Saddam and who declined. Each was eye-judged accordingly. And when the owner carried his ware of plastic bags to head out to his trade, the children outside stopped their plays to watch him, eyes cold with judgement and disapproval.
I don’t think he noticed, and if he did, I don’t imagine he cared.
In time, Saddam became only a memory, remembered by those who had grown fond of him, those too docile to protest his slaughter and eating. In the end, there was only the reluctant acceptance that Saddam was just a goat destined for someone’s soup pot, be it a thief or the owner.
Why am I reminiscing about a long-dead goat from my past, you wonder? I guess it is because I am weary of writing about murders and deaths, and ethnic and religious tensions. Because I don’t want to write about the video on BBC Hausa of the sister of the slain soldier Warrant Officer Linus Audu, who was travelling with his relatives and his fiancé, Private Gloria Mathew, to formalise his marriage proposal to her family in the Southeast. She laments that since their murder on May 1, the army has offered her neither condolence nor assurance. Nothing. Now she is left to beg for the return of their corpses so she could bury her loved ones properly.
Nigeria today has got me feeling the way I felt that time in the 1990s when Saddam was slaughtered. The slow acceptance that it is normal for goats, no matter how fond one grows of them, to be slaughtered and feasted upon and for the slaughterers to carry on with their business as normal.
Except Harira Jibril and her children (five including the one in her belly) are not goats, neither are those family travelling from North to South to seal a bond of love, neither is Deborah Yakubu, or the villagers in the Northwest, or the kidnapped train victims who remain in captivity for months now with no rescue and no apparent concern for their return.
Nigerians are not goats, to be slain, quartered and feasted upon by the terrors of the east or the north. And because in the eyes of the law and the terrorists, we are no different from Saddam, not even a voice or finger is raised to address these killings. Not even a convincing pretence.
We cannot accept this complete disregard for the sanctity of human life as the new normal. It would be the basest thing to make us accept it. Saving Nigeria should start with saving our humanity.

Young Igbo Trader And His Hausa Friends Who Waits For A Riot Day

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There is an electronics shop on the same street where I lived in Karu, Abuja. Owned by a young Igbo. It wasn't long he got settled by his master.

He put in everything he got; the money his master settled him with, the money his widowed mum saved up and gave him to add to what his master gave him, the expertise and business knowledge he gained from serving his master, his passion for growth and excellence, his hard work and that art of delaying gratification, the discipline he has learnt to put himself under. Everything.
He slept in the shop and woke early to take his bath before anyone else awoke.

Gradually, his business grew.

The Hausa boys knew when he was an apprentice. They knew when he was settled. He was friends with them during the days of his little beginning. He joked with them and played cards on the days that businesses didn't open. They watched him and his business grow.

There's growth on the part of the Hausa boys, depending on how you see it. They themselves grew from little boys to teenagers, but remained stunted in areas of wealth creation. They weren't much equipped for the challenges of the present economic realities of the society.
They weren't enrolled to learn welding, nor auto tech, nor tailoring nor painting. Their parents enrolled them in classes where they were taught Arabic and islam.

Time went by.

When I walk by the electronic shop in the evenings, the young man who already has several apprentices, would display several new television sets at the same time, each showing a different programme. The shop was stocked full with freezers, tv sets, washing machines, refrigerators, generators, everything.

The hausa boys of his time who knew and played with him had grown and some happily married and others with no tangible means of income, and there's a younger set of them too, who after attending the madrassa, would converge across the street from the electronics shop, to watch soccer or any of the programmes showing on the TV screens.

They watch and salivate. They didn't understand how one person could own all these. These things they too crave, and which are definitely out of their reach.

And they wait for the day of crisis. It doesn't matter if the crisis was created by this man or not, and it definitely doesn't matter that it has nothing to do with him. They know where to run to whenever there's a demonstration or riot.

They've even marked the gadgets, and know who would take which whenever the riot breaks out.

So while there's still peace, they stand across the road to watch and salivate, and wait.

This is a scenario that is recreated across the North from generation to generation. Even if there is a fight in Chad or Sudan, their leaders will horridly organise a protest and their first place of looting and attack is igbo traders shop.

Last week, the Muslim youth killed Deborah accusing her of blasphemy and the Police arrested some of the killers.
In less than 12 hours, a protest was organised and they matched straight to old airport road, and looted and destroyed igbo traders shops.

Deborah is not igbo, neither is her parents, the police do not belong to the Igbos, but these youths who many of them have benefited from the benevolence of these traders went straight to destroy and loot their shops. -

From Ada Obi and adapted by @Hope For Nigeria.

Baba you get mind o. You no even wait for people to comment first, you come carry Scam put for FTC. It is well with you.

Deborah: Atiku Abubakar And Why Votes Are More Precious Than Blood- By Festus Adedayo


Distressing pieces of bad news are everywhere. From the murder of Miss Deborah Samuel Yakubu by students of Shehu Shagari College of Education in Sokoto last Thursday, to the immediate distancing of Nigerian politicians from her killing, the hope that a post-Muhammadu Buhari Nigeria will not be a clone of this unjust and inequitable era seems to be fading. Between Deborah’s murder, the mockery in the political arena and the lack of regard for Nigerians by their rulers, two explainers respond to the distresses: They are the Sekere and the forest.

Sekere, the Yoruba musical instrument, is reputed never to be found wherever tears are being shed. Made of a gourd that is knitted round by beads and which its user twists, shakes or slaps to produce a medley of exciting sounds, Sekere and sorrow are strange bedfellows as this musical instrument can never be found in an assemblage of poets engaged in dirges. Proud of Sekere’s pedigree of being a springboard of joy and conviviality, Yoruba proudly thump their chests that Sekere does not cavort in an assembly of the downcast. Unlike the Sekere however, last week, and as it has been its wont, Nigeria again showed that Sekere’s antithesis excites it. From the political, the social, to the economic, the Sekere became a rare object in sight in Nigeria.

But the ululating sound of the Gbedu was everywhere. Before its virginity was violently taken off it by emerging trends of modernity, the Gbedu was a sacred drum that you found in groves of Ogboni secret cult adherents. Also known as the Ogido, the Gbedu belongs to one of the four major families of Yoruba drums. To set it aside as unique and underscore its sacredness, the Gbedu in ancient time was shawled by carvings of animals, birds and the phallus, which depicted its masculinity. During traditional sacrifice ceremonies, the Gbedu was brought out with blood sprinkled on its outward coverings of carvings and an assortment of sacrificial offerings is festooned round it which ranged from feathers of hens, sprinkles of palm wine and egg yolks.

As the week that just ended was meandering into its twilight, Northern Nigerian drummers went inside their bloodied groove to bring out and beat the Gbedu drum. The drum’s howling beat had hardly subsided when the female student, Deborah, was stoned to death and burnt like ram in Sokoto. Her sin for deserving the fate of a ram in the abattoir was that she allegedly blasphemed the name of Muhammed, the Islamic prophet who died thousands of years ago.

Thereafter, the country was set on edge. Ordinarily, in a country where politicians strive to outdo one another in hypocritical scramble for the hearts of the people in the public square, Deborah’s murder was an opportunity for the political elite to wax lyrical in righteous indignation and casuistry. Press releases that are far distant from the dark groves of the politicians’ hearts are issued at an auspicious moment like this, written in emotion-laden language that points at their belief and desire for a better country.

As the news of Deborah’s murder filtered in on the social media last Thursday, it occasioned a scramble among, especially, presidential aspirants who are sprinting to Nigeria’s Aso Rock gate. You wouldn’t find any difference between their scramble and the one between 1881 and 1914, nicknamed the Scramble for and Partition of Africa, which resulted in its conquest. As Western European powers invaded Africa for the purpose of its annexation, these politicians also scrambled to share a chunk of the people’s hearts in the art of shedding crocodile tears over this bestial killing.

Serial presidential contender, Atiku Abubakar, would seem to have breasted the tape before anyone else. Couched in a distraught voice that spoke like a father and a nationalist genuinely touched and saddened by the barbarism, Atiku’s statement got to Twitter at exactly 12.20am on Friday morning and empathized admirably thus, “There cannot be a justification for such gruesome murder. Deborah Yakubu was murdered and all those behind her death must be brought to justice. My condolences to her family and friends.”

In the language of Nigerian power, however, the above was not apropos. For Nigerian politicians, justice has no corresponding alphabet to politicking. So, when, a few minutes after the tweet, vultures that suck the flesh with their talons stained with blood, hopped on Twitter’s comment section threatening that, by that tweet, Atiku had lost their votes, with implicit threats that whenever he came to Sokoto, they would make him feel the pang of his infelicitous comment against Islam, it occurred to Atiku that votes were thicker than blood. One of them, going by the name, Otunba of Sokoto, told Atiku, “You just lost a million votes in Sokoto.”

That threat seemed to jolt the Turakin Adamawa who sprinted to delete the empathetic message.

While outrage gripped the land that had been painted with crimson, politicians, especially those seeking electors’ votes, weighed the ounces of their statements in empathy to Deborah. It took Vice President Pastor Yemi Osinbajo more than 24 hours before his comment came. As I write this, none has come from Bola Ahmed Tinubu. Even the President’s was steeped in the usual puritanical escapism associated with lame duck government statements. Even if it did, nobody would believe him. Buhari has run a government in the last seven years that is lean on justice against malefactors but lusciously rotund in cavalier grandstanding. “No person has the right to take the law into his or her own hands in this country. Violence has and never will solve any problem,” Buhari said.

Pray, why would a president, held to be an emblem of justice and equity, now be seeking to upstage the ecumenical cadences and spiritual narratives of the Imam or the pulpit sermon of the pastor? The animals of Sokoto go luscious because Nigeria has been a consequence-less country. It is worse under a man like Buhari who sees his first responsibility in Aso Rock as a defender of the Islamic faith. In virtually all continents of the world where human beings inhabit, you cannot rule out the tendency of some of our brothers extending their hands in a handshake to our ape brothers. This they do in an attempt to link up with their pre-historical mammalian ancestry. Wherever this occurs, flaunting the scorching fangs of the law, governments of such countries always come out to violently reset the brains of these apes. But we know that this won’t happen under this president. It has never happened. Buhari himself, as a presidential aspirant, had espoused this religious fundamentalism and crude lawlessness when he made reference to the blood of baboon and dogs.

Many people have been talking tongue-in-cheek since Deborah was murdered. The truth is that, Northern Nigeria is home to one of the most horrendous religious fundamentalism that the hapless people of Nigeria are forced to stomach. The killing of Deborah and reactions to it have proved very graphically that yoking the north and south together was one of the most fundamental errors of Nigeria’s nation-statehood. While a negligible percentage of northern purists shudder at this barbarism, millions others believe that religion and its tenets should take precedence over human life. This is the root of the fundamentalism that killed Deborah. It is sickening that in this 21st century, a people could be this dogmatically wedged to and rigidly affixed to an interpretation of scriptures, at the detriment of humanity. There is no difference between the religious fundamentalism and extremism of the Sokoto animal butchers who killed Deborah and the ones of ISIS and Al-Qaeda. They are both sired by and linked to negative outcomes such as prejudice, hostility or even armed conflict that religious fundamentalism brings.

In southern Nigeria, the character of religion is more discerned and indeed discernible. What is my business if you blaspheme Jesus Christ? Am I His armour bearer? Or that you tore pages of the Bible and defecate on it? That is your business for which you will have your day with Him in judgment – if indeed there is one. Why should anyone seek martyrdom for foreign religions whose hereafter theologies are basically guesswork?

Christianah Oluwasesin, Grace Ushang, Gideon Akaluka and others after them are products of the useless martyrdom that some adherents of Islamic religion crave. Their claim for those horrendous murders was that the holy writ says they would be beatified if they kill their fellow beings. Oluwasesin got lynched in Gombe in 2007 by secondary school students. They had accused her of rubbishing the Qur’an. What happened was that, while invigilating an exam, she was confronted by cheating students. Irked, Oluwasesin snatched the paper from them. To her chagrin, she discovered that the leaflet was a Qur’an. She met her waterloo. Ushang, in 2009 in Maiduguri, got raped and murdered. Her sin? She had the effrontery of wearing the trousers of the NYSC. I remember that in Yelwa-Yauri in 1992, my female colleague corps members were almost lynched inside the Yauri market for wearing similar trousers. Gideon Akaluka was the precursor of the earlier two. He was beheaded in Kano in 1995. His sin too was disrespecting the Qur’an.

Bible and Quran, written thousands of years ago, must be made to adhere to the quests of today’s world. You cannot ask for an unthinkable adherence to a call to kill “infidels” written in an almost pre-historic era at a modern time like this. Whether in Christianity, Islam or any other faith, the moment you allow your brain to go on sabbatical while you read the writs of the faiths, you have become indistinguishable from an animal. The Bible or Quran cannot be bigger than humanity. Man was not made for religion but religion was made for man. Nothing weighs as hugely as humanity and its essence.

Aside the Deborah murder, there are other parallels to the strange weirdness that has gripped Nigeria in recent time. And the forest seems the most fitting description of where we have found ourselves. In Africa, the forest is not just a mosaic of long stretches of scary landscape, huge trees that seem to offer handshakes to one another; it is not merely the habitat where scary chirps of crickets and birds and animals are heard, neither is it just the abode of flaura and fauna. The forest is the place where the unexplained and the inexplicable live. If you doubt this, read the classics of D.O. Fagunwa. It is why hunters who make the forest their dwelling places, who suddenly get lost inside its strange labyrinth, are highly respected and venerated as superhuman. Hunters are reputed to tango, in a life and death battle, with strange and deadly animals, deploying their physical brawns and supernatural powers inherited from their forebears.

Our children have been at home for months now, no thanks to the ASUU-government imbroglio and no one seems to care. In the states of the North Central, North East and North West, there is a greater harvest of human bodies than they do annual crops. Hopelessness has seized the land like a pestilence. Yet, politicians are stone deaf and morbid dumb to this reign of crimson. All they do is muzzling and stampeding for political offices. We now have a canvass of serious contenders for positions and appointment-inspired declarations of intents. Billions of Naira of government’s money and already stashed away cash are being floated in space to attain life-long ambitions of politicians while hunger persistently wracks the bellies of the people.

In situating where we have found ourselves, I will go to the forest still to secure an explainer. Especially, for the cat-and-mouse game between the political and governmental elites and the people. When hunters go to the forest to hunt game, they use this peculiar, centuries-old expedition methodology that is aptly captured by the “we” and “them” bifurcation. The hunting crew encircles a forest which is believed to be the habitation of games – mongoose, impala, antelope and so on. Those with guns and cutlasses, with their weapons on the ready, are ranged at the front while the rest of the crew is saddled with the task of beating the bush with huge woods from the back.

With this, experience tells them that the animals will scramble out of their holes. When the animals thus try to escape, the armed hunting crew shoots them to death. At the close of the day when the whole crew gets home with their spoils and the animals are shared, the armed hunters, who do next to nothing but shoot, get what the Yoruba call the Itafa which consists of the meaty thighs and head. The yokel who beat the bush get the almost meat-less portions of the animal. Espousing the sense in not being a yokel, late Apala musician, Ayinla Omowura, sang that his opponents merely beat the bush in a hunt for games and he was the hunter with the gun who would coast home with the chunkiest meat – “E f’awon were sile…” he upbraided them. Resigning to fate in an unholy alliance as this, Sikiru Ayinde Barrister, another musician of that age, sang that when given the bony back of the animal in this equation, it signified that he would see his enemies’ end, their back.

In the hunting for the goodness of the land of Nigeria, the elites – political, governmental, business etc – secure an unfair advantage over the generality of the people. In saner climes, that ambivalence by Atiku Abubakar should open the door out of the presidential race for him. It will however not, because this unfair dealing with the people is normal in elite-people tango. His scramble to explain this gaffe worsens the gravity of the deletion of the tweet. It is why justice, to the political and governmental elite, has dual colour. It is why murderers deserve empathy and the ones murdered do not. It is why Godwin Emefiele, Nigeria’s No 1 banker, could mock Nigerians that he was not bothered if they had heart attacks in their quest to have the best man to administer them. It is why Goodluck Jonathan could tell that humongous lie that Miyetti Allah bought him his presidential form on the platform of a party that tore the remnants of his credibility to shreds. It is why our votes, rather than our humanity, matter more to Atiku Abubakar, Tinubu and the rest political harlots. It is why Nigeria is not wired to be ruled by brainy but hare-brained politicians. It is why we are where we are.

Festus Adedayo is an Ibadan-based journalist.

https://dopereporters.com/deborah-atiku-abubakar-and-why-votes-are-more-precious-than-blood-by-festus-adedayo/

NwaNimo1:
Nationwide in the south only?

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No. All states in Nigeria.

JUSTICE FOR DEBORAH-
CAN Plans Nationwide Protest

https://dopereporters.com/justice-for-deborah-can-plans-nationwide-protest/

To Leaders, Zonal Chairmen, State Chairmen, Local Coordinators, Denominational and Church Leaders.

Dear Sir,

A REQUEST FOR NATIONWIDE PEACEFUL PROTESTS, CALLING FOR JUSTICE FOR DEBORAH YAKUBU

I have been directed by the CAN President, His Eminence, Rev. Dr. Samson Olasupo A. Ayokunle, to request all Church Leaders, through your various Churches to organize a PEACEFUL PROTEST in honour of one of our daughters, DEBORAH YAKUBU who was gruesomely murdered on Thursday, 12 May, 2022 at the Shehu Shagari College of Education, Sokoto in Sokoto State by some Islamic extremists.

The protest will take place on 22 May, 2022 in the afternoon by 3:00 Pm in every Secretariat of the Christian Association of Nigeria (CAN) nationwide and not on the streets in order to avoid further loss of lives. Those without CAN's Secretariat may use any church with big premises.

We are to hold placards with some succinct message like "WE DEMAND JUSTICE 4 DEBORAH," "NO MORE KILLING IN GOD'S NAME", "ENOUGH IS ENOUGH," "POLICE, STOP UNPROVOKED KILLINGS IN NIGERIA," "CHRISTIANS ARE NOT SECOND CLASS CITIZENS." -KILLERS OF DEBORAH MUST BE PROSECUTED," “WE CONDEMN RELIGIOUS KILLINGS," "WE SAY NO TO ISLAMIC EXTREMISTS."

We urge those who could afford it to make use of the traditional media and the social media and others can use only the social media to give it a wide coverage in other to sensitize the whole world. We also call on Nigerian Christians in diaspora to join us using our embassies all over the world.

The occasion can also be used to pray for Deborah's family and friends, peace for the country, victory for the Church and godly political leaders in the coming general election. Thanks, and God bless you all..

Joseph Bade Daramola, Esq CAN's General Secretary.
National Christian Centre, Central Area Garki, P.M.B. 260, Abuja. Tel: +234 092 906 409, +234 (0) 803 347 439

Emefiele: A Corrupt, Inept, Heart-Attack-Loving Presidential Wannabe- Farooq Kperogi


Central Bank of Nigeria governor Godwin Emefiele embodies all that is wrong with Nigeria. He is infernally incompetent, exceptionally corrupt, mind-blowingly self-serving, incomprehensibly clueless, overweeningly ambitious, and cruelly insensitive. Yet he wants to be your next president—and remain your central bank governor while trying to do so.

In response to questions from State House correspondents on Thursday about the propriety of running for president while still the Central Bank of Nigeria governor and the unease this has caused among most Nigerians, Emefiele said, “Let them [i.e., Nigerians who criticize him] have heart attack. It’s good to have [a] heart attack. I am having a lot of fun.”

He isn’t a presidential nominee, much less a president, yet, but he is already deriving perverse joy from the possibility that Nigerians who question the correctitude of his choices would die of heart attack. He even said, “it’s good to have [a] heart attack” and that he is “having a lot of fun.”

That’s a conscienceless murderer right there. It shows that the suffocating monetary policies he has been implementing, which have caused Nigeria to become the world’s poverty capital, deepened the misery of millions of Nigerians, and hastened the deaths of scores of people, are intentional. He wants to be president so he can have more unbridled power to take Nigeria to the depths of unheard-of despair and agony.

Of course, it might be argued that Emefiele said what he said in a fit of irritation and didn’t literally mean that he wanted critics of his eccentric presidential run to have heart attacks. He, after all, has notoriety for sophomoric temper tantrums.

For example, in a stunningly childish rage on September 17, 2021, Emefiele challenged UK-based AbokiFx owner Oniwinde Adedotun to “come out, let’s fight” because Emefiele thought the naira was losing ground against foreign currencies because the AbokiFx website published daily exchange rates that reflected the perilous state of the naira! The website has existed since 2014 and merely publishes fluctuations in the foreign exchange market.

Does Nigeria deserve such an incompetent, emotionally damaged, intolerant, and infantile twit as president after Buhari? What kind of country would we have with a president who, in a fit of impotent anger, invites citizens less privileged than he is to a physical fight because he thinks they are responsible for the calamitous outcome of his incompetence?

What kind of country would Nigeria be if it’s saddled with a childish president in the mold of Emefiele who has conniption fits when he’s challenged and who invokes death upon his critics? I leave that to Nigerians to chew over.

If someone wrote a tragicomic drama script about Godwin Emefiele’s scandal-ridden reign as a central bank governor and his ludicrously insane attempts to run for president using the financial and symbolic resources of the central bank while still a central bank governor who hurls consequence-free insults and wishes death upon critics for calling attention to the manifest conflict of interest that his presidential run represents, literary critics would pillory the script for its implausible plot.

Yet, we are witnessing in real life what would be unrealistic in the realm of fictional imagination.

Emefiele is, without contest, the absolute worst central bank governor Nigeria has ever had. His insanely headless monetary policies have caused the unprecedented fall of the naira and the collapse of the economy.

His monumental corruption is already well known. For example, TheCable of December 4, 2015, in an exclusive investigation titled “EXCLUSIVE: How CBN emptied its vaults to finance PDP’s presidential campaign,” uncovered that “The Central Bank of Nigeria (CBN) practically emptied its vaults apparently to finance the presidential campaign of the Peoples Democratic Party (PDP)…”

Emefiele flouted existing anti-money laundering regulations in the country and “dole[d] out hundreds of millions of dollars in cash to various agencies in government in the run-up to the general election” so much so that after February 2015, “the CBN did not have any more dollars in its vaults. Even for estacode, CBN staff had to wait for dollars from the branches,” according to TheCable.

His other scandalous transgressions as a CBN governor are also well-documented in other reports and are unworthy of recapitulation here. Many people had hoped that the change of government in 2015 would bring an end to his reign of ignominy and ineptitude.

Curiously, Muhammadu Buhari retained him and even renewed his term, precisely because of the questionable deal he struck with the late Ismaila Isa Funtua and other members of the Aso Rock cabal.

Not done with two disastrous reigns as a central bank governor, this degenerate, deeply flawed, ethically stained, immature twerp wants to be president. In doing so, he is circumventing age-old norms, violating existing laws, insulting the collective intelligence of the country, and perverting the most basic expectations of common decency.

On Friday, Emefiele got a preposterous court judgement from Kwale, close to his hometown in Delta State, saying INEC should not stop him from running for president while he is still governor of the central bank where sensitive election materials are housed.

What Emefiele did is called “forum shopping” in American legal terminology. It is the practice of taking cases to “plaintiff-friendly” courts that are guaranteed to give favorable judgement to the plaintiff. It’s dishonorable and condemnable.

The Premium Times, in a deeply perceptive and insightful May 12 news analysis titled “ANALYSIS: Why Godwin Emefiele must be removed as Governor of Central Bank of Nigeria,” made a compelling case for why Emefiele running for president while he is a sitting governor of the central bank violates several laws.

No forum-shopping, plaintiff-friendly judgment from Emefiele’s hometown high court judge can vitiate the fact of the illegality and indecency of what he is doing.

Fortunately, as I am concluding this piece, BusinessDay reported that Emefiele has withdrawn his bid to run for president. I hope it’s true.

The Murder of Deborah in Sokoto

I am glad that both the Sokoto State government and the Sultan of Sokoto have condemned the barbaric, coldblooded murder of Deborah Yakubu over blasphemy at the Shehu Shagari College of Education in Sokoto.

I am also cautiously hopeful that their pledge to bring her murderers to justice won’t be the habitual safe, standard, prepackaged rhetorical frippery that our elites effortlessly regurgitate in moments like this. The punishment for murder in the Penal Code is death.

The monstrous, bloodthirsty fanatics who took the law into their own hands and murdered Deborah should be publicly executed after a fair trial to serve as an example to other would-be holy murderers.

For me, though, what is scarier than the unspeakably savage, extrajudicial murder of Deborah is the number of educated—or, more correctly, credentialled—people who exult in, defend, justify, and openly encourage her murder on social media.

There are way more Abubakar Shekaus with high credentials than we care to admit. There are lots of respectable, well-dressed homicidal thugs minus opportunity running around in the country. Boko Haram isn't an aberration. It’s the logical outgrowth of a culture that valorizes mindless violence in the name of religion.

But here’s a word for the deluded, bloodthirsty fanatics who bay for blood in the name of avenging blasphemy in Islam and who countenance the jungle justice inflicted on Deborah in Sokoto: there's no punishment for blasphemy in the Qur'an. Several scholars have affirmed this.

If you derive the inspirational strength of your faith from the cold-blooded murder of people who hurt your emotions with their words, you're not a human; you're a wild, murderous beast!

If we go by the logic of Muslims who get bent out of shape because of blasphemy, most of us Muslims would be guilty of blasphemy in Christianity, the other proselytizing faith in Nigeria. We routinely say Jesus isn't the son of God, that he’s merely a prophet of Allah. That's blasphemy in Christianity.

We say Jesus wasn't crucified, which vitiates the core of the Christian faith. That's blasphemy in Christianity. We say the modern Bible is a corruption of the original one. That's blasphemy in Christianity.

Christians would also be guilty of blasphemy in Judaism in several of their theological claims. And all Abrahamic faiths would be guilty of blasphemy in polytheistic faiths, including in traditional African religions. Should people die for every verbal indiscretion they utter that hurts our feelings? Where do we draw the line in a religiously plural society like Nigeria?


https://dopereporters.com/emefiele-a-corrupt-inept-heart-attack-loving-presidential-wannabe-by-farooq-a-kperogi/

What Crime Did You Commit And Got Away With?- By Amy Dakin

https://dopereporters.com/what-crime-did-you-commit-and-got-away-with-by-amy-dakin/



When I was pretty young (maybe I was around 5?) I stole something while on a shopping trip with my mum.

Before anyone suggests that I was too young to be a proper criminal, believe me, I knew I was doing something wrong. I didn’t quite know how wrong, but I knew it was something I shouldn’t do.

I was standing in the line of Sainsbury’s - which is a grocery store chain in the UK. Must have been around Easter time, because there was a stand displaying a number of Cadbury’s Creme Eggs.



I asked my mum if we could get one… she said no.

So I swiped two of them.

Small grabby hand shoved them into my pocket; one for me, one for my older brother who was at home (I said I was a little criminal, I didn’t say I was amoral). And with that done, we walked out of the shop.

Unfortunately I was still in a booster seat back then, obviously, and when my mum reached over to put my seat belt on, she felt the bulging pocket… and discovered my loot. After issuing a quick threat of taking me to the police station, she took them back into the shop, where the cashier actually told her that she could keep them, and that it was all okay.

I learnt years later that she did indeed keep them… and that she and my dad had one each with a cup of tea that evening. I wonder if they tasted better, knowing their daughter had nicked them from Sainsbury’s.

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Please summarize

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EXCLUSIVE: How A Punch Saved Bana From Boko Haram
-By Sani Adamu Musa


Bana Abatcha, 45, sits on the bare floor with his hands placed on his laps in a makeshift tent in Bakassy internally displaced persons camp, Maiduguri as he recalls his traumatizing experiences, fleeing from the weapons of Boko Haram.

The logo of the International Organisation for Migration is printed on the white tarpaulin that makes the side walls. His mattress tilted on the other side of the wall.


He lived in Gwoza with his family of a wife and four children. Gwoza is a town with over 400,000 people- mostly Muslims. The insurgents invaded the town in 2014 and took over control before it was recaptured by the Nigerian Military in 2015.

Abacha was a taxi driver and also a member of the Civilian joint Task force.

The father of 4 recalls when the insurgents stormed the town on a Tuesday around 5:00 in the evening 2014.

He was chatting with his father when the insurgents stormed in a convoy of Hilux vehicles painted in military camouflage and motorcycles.

The residents, Abatcha recalls, heard sporadic gunshots and deafening sounds of explosives renting the atmosphere from every direction. The insurgents were dressed in military uniform with turban, screaming "Allahu Akbar!" (God is the greatest!).

"I was sitting with my father, chatting when I sighted the Hilux Vehicles coming toward our ward," he recalls, continuing, "I told my father this couldn't be soldiers because of their appearance; they had all masked their faces; some of them came on motorcycles, while there was already an order restricting motorcycles movements in Gwoza; this confirmed to me that it was the bad boys".

Still traumatized Abatcha recalled how the Boko Haram terrorists raided the town, setting ablaze schools, houses and vandalising government structures, killing most of the men and enslaving some while the women were being collected house by house.

That was when the people realised that the military in the town had withdrawn.

"They started with burning a school at my ward, they also burned down the military base," he said, continuing, "Young women were asked to converge in an open field where the terrorists began preaching to them"


Abatcha said the seemingly endless onslaught by the terrorist group continued on the innocent unarmed civilians mostly women and children who could not escape, saying, "These people are considered to be infidels by the insurgents."

Two terrorists on a motorcycle chased Abatcha. He recognized them. Both of them were his former friends who tried to inject him with the their ideology, but he defied them. He ran helter-skelter in an effort to dodge them. Unfortunately for him, they caught him, tied his two hands and took him to the outskirts for execution.

On arriving at a location, he saw five members of the vigilante group slaughtered, with their copses littering the ground.

"They were virtually floating in their own blood," he recalled.

He tried to overpower his executors and escaped being butchered.

"When they untied me, I observed the other one whose gun was pointing down was feeble, I straightened my hand and gave him a dirty punch on his chin, he fell down instantly," Abatcha recalled with a renewed fury.

"The second was trying to bring out a knife which was tied to his waist, but in the blink of an eye, I took to my heels; I ran the race of my life" he said with a renewed sigh of relief.

As a civilian joint task force member, Abacha wanted to rescue his family and his blind neighbours, he spent three days inside a ceiling because the terrorists realised that he was still in Gwoza and he is known to them because half of the attackers also hailed from Gwoza.

"I know almost all of them; some of them were my friends before they joined the bastards," he acknowledged.

Women were warned not to conceal men. Abacha's family managed to keep the secret not minding the consequences should the insurgents find out that they had breached their warnings.

The punishment for any captured CJTF member was to have his throat slitted, because the terrorists believed that the civilian joint task force members were their enemies for helping the Nigerian army in fighting them.

Therefore, for committing the blasphemy of joining forces with the Nigerian military against them, the CJTF members they would be castigated.

It was raining heavily the following night when Abatcha seized the opportunity to escape with his family and two blind men. They were nine in number.

He carried one of his children on his shoulder and sneaked into a river which is not far from Mandara mountains. The river was not deep, which made it easy for them to wade across it successfully.

"I dipped my two hands in the river and began to crawl to check how deep the river was," he recalled, continuing, "When I observed the river was shallow, I asked them to follow me carefully; I instructed the two blind men to be in the middle"

The nine fleers prayed fervently as they wandered in the wilderness, in fear of possible attack by the marauding terrorists, until they reached a village called Balaketera.

After their all-night-long journey, the Nigerian army intercepted them at the outskirts of Madagali.

After spending some days in Madagali there, the military took them to a camp in Yola where they spent some weeks.

The Borno state government ordered the evacuation of Internally displaced persons from yola to Maiduguri Borno State. Abatcha and his 8 dependants were among the evacuees.

Abacha has, since then, been living a miserable life in the Bakassy IDPs camp in Maiduguri, with little support from the state government and international humanitarian aid workers.

He said: "Sometimes we spent the night without eating"

Abatcha and the other IDPs from Gwoza spent six years in the camp. Athough the Nigerian government reclaimed their town from the terrorists since 2015, they still feel unsafe because of the devastating experiences they went through.

"Honestly I am afraid to go back to my town, because there are still some pockets of attacks by the insurgents," he said.


Getting a job for people like Abatcha seems an uphill task. The people around do not trust them. They are being segregated by the majority of people in Maiduguri.

"No one will give you work to do if you said you're an IDP," Abatcha lamented with a grief-ladden tone of voice.

"I used to fetch firewood and sell, but now the soldiers have banned that. because the insurgents are lurking around the outskirts to hit soft targets," he said.

In March 2015, the Boko Haram terror group aligned its self with the Islamic State of Iraq.

Since the current insurgency started in 2009, Boko Haram has killed and kidnapped tens of thousands of people and also displaced 2.3 millions from their homes and was at one time the world's deadliest terror group according to the Global Terrorism Index.


https://dopereporters.com/how-a-punch-saved-bana-from-boko-haram/

What Did You Wish You Had Known When You Were Younger?- By Chris Freyler


Marriage: That marriage you are trying to save? Yea, that one, isn’t worth it. Go your separate ways and find happiness outside of relationships.

Fast food: The processed food you are putting in your body, will catch up to you. Nourish your soul, life is longer than you think.

Health: Make time for exercise. I know you feel like you are indestructible, but you aren’t. Time has a way of catching up to you. And if you don’t use your time wisely, you will know.

Relationships: If you weren’t married by 30, then you’ve probably experienced some brutal asshole thats taken advantage of your kindness(unless you’re that asshole). Learn from that asshole, accept the lesson and grow. Stop ruminating.

Clock: Father Time doesn’t stop. We keep aging. The Botox, hair dye, plastic surgery, or whatever you “invest” in to stop the clock, won’t work. Happiness doesn’t come from looks, it comes from what’s inside.

Self Awareness: As you age, you gain life experience. And with life experience, come lessons, if you pay attention. Pay attention to the lessons, don’t try and escape them.

Alcohol: It won’t make you prettier, more confident, more likable, or more accepted. But it will result in bad judgement and choices.

Choices: The choices you make in your 30’s will greatly effect your life in your 40’s. And when you’re in your 40’s looking back, you will see stupid choices. Choose wisely.

Tomorrow: Quit saying you will make a change tomorrow. Today is your tomorrow. Please believe that.

Friends: They will come and go, pay attention. Know the difference between friends and acquaintances.

Life Happens: Yep, it does. And it sure as shit isn’t always fair. Roll with the punches and make your 50’s a time you don’t have to ask about your 40’s.

https://dopereporters.com/questions-what-did-you-wish-you-had-known-when-you-were-younger-by-chris-freyler/

sapientia:
You just vomited trash because there is nothing you can say

Who certified the retreating?

Assumption is not used in war

I repeat, a convoy of armoured Tanks during war is a legitimate target anywhere

Sad but True.

PRESS STATEMENT

Your Visit To Borno, A Charade- Akintoye Tells UN Scribe Guterres

Says "the UN should act when there is still time for a peaceful resolution of the Nigerian quagmire"

Wednesday 4th May, 2022

Foremost Yoruba self-determination nationalist and leader of Ilana Omo Oodua Worldwide, Professor Banji Akintoye, has advised the visiting United Nations (UN) Secretary-General, Antonio Gutteres, to make his fact-finding visit to Nigeria meaningful, impactful and worth the while by seeing facts on the ground and not fiction that the Muhammadu Buhari administration has packaged for him to see.


In a statement he personally signed and made available to Newsmen by his Communications Manager, Mr. Maxwell Adeleye, the Yoruba Leader said Guterres must resist attempts by the Buhari administration to pull the wool over his eyes, sell him dummies and lead him by the nose in the wrong direction.


"The Buhari administration has started misinforming the UN chief by preventing him from meeting the right people and from going to the right places. He is being shielded from the truth and from the reality on the ground.


"He is being deceived not to see the atrocities and deceit of the Buhari administration. At the eleventh hour, Guterres's itinerary has been amended to divert him from the theatres of the atrocious bestiality of killers, murderers, Fulani Terrorists, herders and kidnappers that the Buhari administration has treated with kid gloves.


"The pedigree, antecedents, spoken words and body language of Buhari as a person supports the evil being perpetrated by his kinsmen against the people of the South and Middle-Belt of Nigeria.


"The policies and politics of his administration give fillip to the same. Buhari is the reason why Nigeria is on fire. In a supposed democracy, Buhari's government is government of the Fulani by the Fulani and for the Fulani.


"Interestingly, the Fulani are a miniscular ethnic group of a few million people in a country of over 200 million people of diverse ethnic nationalities. Interestingly, too, the Fulani are not authoctonous to Nigeria. Their history is as recent as the 19th century whereas the other nationalities have inhabited the political space called Nigeria from the beginning of time.


"The coming of Buhari and his nepotistic tendencies, his Fulanization agenda, and his contempt for the fundamental and inalienable rights of other Nigerian ethnic nationalities is why the country may explode in his face sooner than later.


"This is why we the Yoruba, after deaf ears have been turned to our cries for justice, equity and fairness in a country we call ours, have decided to opt out of Nigeria and form our own Oodua or Yoruba nation.


"As Your Excellency is very much aware, these are our God-given and inalienable rights under the Constitution of the UN over which you superintend and the Charter of Indigenous Nationalities and People's rights.


"Pursuant to these, we the Yoruba people have registered with the UNPO and are vigorously pursuing our goal of extricating ourselves from the contraption called Nigeria through legal and peaceful means.


"We need not tell Your Excellency that the UN has an obligation to assist us in this regard. We cannot continue to be treated as slaves, as conquered people and as second-class citizens in our own country.


"Your Excellency, permit me to say that the UN should act while there is still time for a peaceful resolution of the Nigerian quagmire. We have so far restrained our people from taking the law into their own hands. But time is running out! And the arrogance, imprudence and impunity of the Fulani edged on by their patron, Muhammadu Buhari, has not helped matters".


Akintoye regretted that whereas the coming of the UN scribe to Nigeria was for him to get first-hand information of the time-bomb that the Nigerian situation truly is, the Buhari administration has, through subtilty and guile, frustrated the effort of the global organisation.


"Your Excellency cannot get the true picture of how close to the precipice Nigeria is unless you visit the theatres of the criminality of this government. Visit the Middle Belt, behold the atrocities of Fulanii herdsmen and marvel.


"Visit the Southwest; if you will not talk to anyone at all talk to Chief Olu Falae, a one-time Secretary of the Federal Government, one-time Minister of Finance and presidential candidate and listen to his harrowing multiple experience in the hands of rampaging Fulani herdsmen.


"Speak with octogenarian Pa Reuben Fasoranti, erstwhile leader of Afenifere, whose daughter was murdered in her prime by Fulani herdsmen.


"Visit Ifon, also in Ondo State, whose traditional ruler was murdered by Fulani herdsmen. Visit Southern Kaduna where ethnic cleansing is a daily activity of the murderous Fulani nihilists. Same thing is happening in Taraba, Plateau, Niger, Ogun and Oyo states where Fulani herdsmen maim, rape, kill farmers and destroy farmlands in their land grabbing drive across the southern region of the country.


"Your Excellency, the list is endless! And the atrocities have not abated. The Buhari administration refuses to allow the victims arm and defend themselves whereas the murderers are allowed to roam about with AK-47 looting, raping, maiming, and killing.


"Your Excellency must speak with the right people who will paint the correct picture of our parlous situation: a parlous and debt-riden economy; restive and restless youths; collapsed educational system, hyperinflation, runaway unemployment, insecurity, corruption never before witnessed in this country, and a country divided than even during its Civil war period."


Akintoye then advised the UN chief that if he wants to get a true picture of the country's situation, he should have an audience with the likes of himself (Akintoye), the Afenifere leader, Pa Ayo Adebanjo; Bishop Matthew Kukah, Gov. Samuel Ortom of Benue State and the leadership of Self-Determination Movements in the South East.


"You must be aware of how the secret security service (DSS) of the Buhari administration invaded the home of Yoruba self-determination activist, Sunday Adeyemo Ighoho, killing and maiming innocent and law-abiding citizens and destroying property worth millions of dollars.


"The Nigerian court system has described the invasion as lawless and vigrant violation of Igboho's rights. Costs running into billions of Naira were awarded against the Nigerian government.


"But the Buhari government is lawless and cherry picks which court decisions to obey and which to disregard. In saner climes which I am sure you are familiar with, the law is no respecter of persons and court judgments are binding on all. Not so the Buhari administration!


"Hence, the generally acclaimed estimation of Nigeria today as a failed state. But before the situation gets out of hand, please act quickly!


"Before war breaks out in Nigeria with the humanitarian crisis this portends for the entire West African subregion and even beyond, please act decisively. A stitch in time, as they say, saves nine", Akintoye concluded.

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