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CarCam: @Enoquin

The smell of money can befuddle

A man called up a bible believing church and the church secretary answered the call.
The man on the other end of the line said, "I’d like to speak to the head hog."
The secretary replied, "That wasn’t a very nice thing to say about our beloved minister, Rev. Jones."
Again the man replied, "I’d like to speak to the head hog, because I’m going to donate £75,000.00 to the church.
She replied, "Hold on a moment, I think the big fat pig just walked in."

Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd putting their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts

But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth only a few cents

Calling his disciples to him, Jesus said, "Truly I tell you, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others.

They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything--all she had to live on."
- Mark 12:41-44

Now, this is very funny

We ironed our hair then in secondary school even tied scarf on it sometimes and ironed the scarves while it was on our head. In our young minds, it wasn't dangerous; we just needed to flatten our hair.

WHD better? Too childish...I didn't relate with the characters at all. I love channing tatum but in this movie...nope.
I liked channing's daughter in Ramona and Beezuz but not in this movie. Her flag waving moment wasn't too emotional. It was okay.
The plot wasn't too realistic. The story dragged in my opinion and the last two scenes; speaker getting found out and the President's thingy wasn't it. Channing dodging every bullet wasn't it. Everything was just chaotic, the helicopters falling on the lawn with channing and jamie dodging every bullet with the Limo.
And Jamie? Triple facepalm! I thought I was done with his drab acting in Django Unchained.
And couldn't someone shoot Channing's daughter? I mean, should terrorists have any conscience? Maybe if they are Americans. LMAO

OHF. I first saw the billboard in Calabar 5 months or so back and said to myself, this would be a boring movie. The poster wasn't inspiring.
Now, watching the movie...I am reminded again about judgements, books and covers.
Gerald Butler? Muuuuuaaaahhhhh!
Basset? I have always liked her carriage
I liked the way the terrorists bulldozed their way in, killing without mercy and double checking bodies by shooting through the head (don't take that the wrong way); it showed efficiency and proficiency. When there's a task at hand, why give room for future obstacles?
The terrorist had the advantage of surprise and it worked well. They were ready for the 'no negotiation' stance and had no qualms doing what they had to do.
I liked the way the President was moved immediately there was an attack. And how the speaker immediately became the Acting President without delay.
And why is no one mentioning the scene, where the Secretary of States was told to walk out so she could be killed in front of a larger audience but instead got saved.
And when he was typing in the code and didn't know where hash was and Angela said ''shift 3"
Gerald used his knowledge of the White House and his relationship with the first family and of course his seeking for redemption to drive the movie.

Both movies reminded me of Die Hard 1 but OHF reminded me more of DH1.

In my opinion, it's OHF for me

infonubia: Yes it's Bishop but I don't think the donation has anything to do with the laying of hands. Well, some could argue that Tyler might not be given the mic if he wasn't donating.

I admire Tyler Perry but his works don't exude christian values...that's why I got confused with the hand laying. Those arguing the latter might be correct though; t's all good though...

Is that truly the Bishop cause I cannot see it properly through my phone?
Let me understand this properly by using an example...so for instance after donating a 160million naira, sammie okposo can lay hands on Chris Oyakhilome or Bishop David Oyedepo?
Strange things and strange times indeed...perhaps there is an explanation but I cannot account for the chill I got when I saw that picture.
God help his flock.

I like the intensity emanating from the picture, this is romance on another level. Nse Ikpe Etim, my favourite actress

greatgod2012: That type of gown is meant for decent ladies.

I didn't expect this statement from you. That's a very unkindly thing to say to anyone regardless of their deeds. Let's not forget that Jesus is descended from Rahab.

zadok_the_pt: Who are the "they" and "most people" in this post of yours

Na them I dey *hiss* for! lol!!! Moreover, do you know HOW a snake HISS? You don be one before?

Hahaha...mbok leave me abeg. I misunderstood your post but you self try write coherently...
As for being a snake...I was not the one hissing you know

zadok_the_pt: OH!! But "they" [ I wonder how "we"] could read several pages of gossips. I see why we have many ignorant church goers. Tell me, tell me pastor people. I see.... Bible we would not read, what others say we would not judge in context and yet we cry that people take advantage of us. How would that not be? Are this gullible? *hiss*

Hahahahaha...Is there a problem? I do not understand your post...
First and second sentence: What set of people are you refering to?
Third compound sentence: what in heaven's name are you on about?
The question: Gullible, as regards?
Lastly, why are you hissing like a snake?

Kslib: See them as usual!
Very very lazy set of people who prefer to rather swallow any garbage someone throws at them packaged with a religious label rather than sit down and reason like the humans with brains God created them to be...
Look at how the op beautifully brought out his points with valid explanations,but the best most of the religious drunk lost souls could do was to start warning him on how not to incure the wrath of God... ..........
Rather than bring out their own valid points to counter-attack that of the op's,they resorted to the cheap way of putting "fear" in his head just like they're known for..
..
Deluded bunch who think sitting down,analysing,thinking hard and asking questions about things in religion/xtianity which aint clear to you automatically means 'you're incuring the wrath of God/provoking him' ...
...
All izz well!

But you err! Your response to these people will go over their heads because they - I am sure - did not read the article but just the headline. Perhaps, if they did, their responses might be different but a long article is a turn off for most people and they usually predict an article via its heading...

@OP: Succint points.

Power if unchecked is lethal...reminds me somewhat of the movie 'The Devil's double'

Hated beans, mkpafere (oha soup), okro, ogbono and especially unripe plantain porridge. Now I eat all especially unripe plantain porridge

I guess it depends on the family in question and personal experiences...
My Dad doesn't use an ATM Card. My mum does, I helped her change the pin when she newly got the card but she is scared of using the card because of the problems she has heard about the machines...

My siblings and my gem know my PIN...I rarely go to the bank. Since I opened my GTB account last year, I have been to the banking hall twice (to get my ATM card and to withdraw when I could find no one to send)
My siblings withdraw money for me; whenever I need money and anyone is going out, I just toss the card to them and tell them the amount to withdraw. My cards are all in my wallet which lies on the table, never have I had apprehensions that something questionable might happen.

My Gem hardly goes to the bank as he is more into internet banking but I know his PIN and his passwords. He also knows my passwords.

Am I afraid that my trust might be abused...No but if it ever happens, nothing spoil. Life is too short for too much secrecy

"However, what worries me is not so much the antics of some Igbo and Yoruba juvenile adults who spend valuable time on the internet trading diatribes but rather the dangerous seeds they are sowing for our children who read many of the intemperate postings which paint a distorted picture of who we really are."

And this is my fear too with all these tribal bashings...the young minds are quite impressionable...it might not seem to have an effect now but it will further push forward any liberation for Nigeria because we are creating more 'monsters'

The Verdict By Olusegun Adeniyi. Email,
olusegun.adeniyi@thisdaylive.com

The young Yoruba man was leaving office early to go and receive his visiting Igbo wife undergoing her
National Youth Service Corps (NYSC) primary
assignment in a neighbouring town when he
encountered a co-worker who planted in him the
seed of doubts that eventually destroyed a beautiful union and set his own life crashing down.

The careless remark that would play in his head again and again was that he was being naive to believe that his wife would remain faithful, especially considering that “she is young, she is a corper…and she is Igbo!”
The predilection to stereotype and label people by
blaming the conduct of one person on an entire
group he or she belongs (whether by age, class or
ethnicity) is for me the central message in Tunde
Kelani’s movie, “Magun” (Thunderbolt). It speaks to a time like this in our nation when some Yoruba and
Igbo irridentists are promoting hate speech in the
name of a meaningless superiority war that glorifies
some distorted accounts of the past.

The cast of the movie written by Professor Akinwunmi Isola included seasoned professionals like Adebayo Faleti, Buki Ajayi, Uche Obi-Osotule, Lanre Balogun, Wale Macauley, Ngozi Nwosu and the late Dr. Larinde Akinleye. The story is woven around Ngozi, (played by Uche, one of Nigeria’s most versatile and adored actresses who for some
inexplicable reasons doesn’t feature much in
Nollywood) and Yinka (played by Lanre Balogun).

The duo met and fell in love at the NYSC orientation
camp. With the insinuation that an Igbo woman could not be trusted and feeling rather insecure and jealous--notwithstanding the fact that he actually met his wife a virgin--Yinka eventually sought the diabolical power of “Magun”- the mysterious chastity control which instantly terminates the life of any man who dares to “climb” a straying wife. The snag though is that if the woman played no “away game” within a certain period while still being laced with “Magun” she stood the risk of death. Being a faithful wife, it was Ngozi’s life that was in danger in the movie.

Magun is fatal and remedies are rare and often not
foolproof. So the efforts to break its life-threatening
effect on Ngozi provided the entertainment and the
drama of existence captured in the movie. But in the final analysis, Ngozi’s redemption came from the family of her irresponsible Yoruba husband, the
Yoruba native doctors, her local Yoruba guardian and finally the love-struck Yoruba medical doctor who offered himself as a guinea pig to test the efficacy of “Magun” on the altar of a five-minute enjoyment. He was lucky to survive with an experience he would never forget!

When her tribulation was over and she was
confronted with the prospect of another Yorubaman
as suitor, Ngozi, quite naturally, was hesitant but her father, who started out as a Yoruba antagonist, saved the day by advising her to follow her heart. He said it would be wrong to blame a whole ethnic group for the misconduct of one man, before giving us that memorable line: “A man is a man; and a race is a race”.


About four weeks ago, the Lagos State Government
“deported” some people to Onitsha in furtherance of its ill-conceived policy to rid the state of destitute. But despite that the action (which is targeted at vulnerable people within our society regardless of their ethnicity) has been condemned by many, including Yoruba people, some Igbo politicians would not let the facts get in the way of an opportunity for opportunism; they termed it a deliberate action against their kinsmen. To compound the situation, some “Yoruba defenders” would also latch on to it to tell some imaginary tales about the superiority of their ethnic group. And with that, we now have a war on the internet as to who between the Yoruba and Igbo can abuse, slander or curse more than the other.

It is obvious that because our nation has not
succeeded in establishing effective mechanisms to
maximize the potentials in our diversity, our fault
lines are ever exposed. But our leaders will do well to strengthen ethnic harmony and national unity by
safeguarding and protecting equal rights of all
citizens, regardless of their status or where they
come from. In the absence of such guarantee of
social and economic rights for all, it is no surprise
that our people have become easily susceptible to
the antics of political manipulators who deploy
ethnicity to advance their own careers.

I am an admirer of Governor Babatunde Raji Fashola
but I believe that his approach to dealing with
vulnerable people in Lagos State is wrong-headed;
and as it has been most eloquently pointed out by Mr Femi Falana, SAN, clearly unconstitutional. I also
think he could have handled better the complaints
from the Anambra State Governor, Mr Peter Obi.

However, that is also no excuse for some people to
make provocative statements about Lagos being a
“No-Man’s-land” or parrot one-sided accounts of the
civil war to rain invectives on the late Chief Obafemi
Awolowo with a view to provoking reactions from
Yoruba people. While I have no problem with whoever would fault Awo’s judgement on some of the critical decisions he made in the course of the war as then Finance Minister (which should always be open to debate, especially since he took personal
responsibility for the choices he made), I have
problems with anybody using that to stigmatise his
person or the entire Yoruba people.

Within the same context, I consider it unacceptable and indeed reckless that any Yorubaman would libel, insult or abuse the Igbo people to make any silly points.

However, what worries me is not so much the antics
of some Igbo and Yoruba juvenile adults who spend
valuable time on the internet trading diatribes but
rather the dangerous seeds they are sowing for our
children who read many of the intemperate postings which paint a distorted picture of who we really are.

For instance, I have Igbo friends who if anything
happens within their families I would be one of the
first persons to be contacted. This bond of trust is
also reciprocated by my family who care less about
the ethnicity of those friends. Even at that, I am also aware that this sort of relationships goes beyond the personal to the political arena, notwithstanding all the posturing to the contrary.

One of the most memorable assignments I covered
as a reporter with the defunct Concord newspapers in the nineties was the burial in Ikorodu, Lagos, of the late Chief Adeniran Ogunsanya. I had never
witnessed anything like that before or after when
thousands of people (including the high and mighty) from another ethnic group would rally to bury someone who is not their kinsman. But that is
because they considered him their kinsman; which
then strengthens the argument of Dr Chika Ezeanya
in her recent brilliant thesis on the issue and
supports the message in ‘Magun’: a man is a man; a race is a race.

There are critical issues facing our nation today that
should task us, beyond the infantile debate as to
which ethnic group produced the first person to eat
‘ponmo’ in Nigeria! For instance, ASUU has been on
strike for several weeks now but that is not
generating debate because the children of almost
anybody that is somebody in Nigeria today are either in private universities at home or schooling abroad.

Unfortunately, that speaks to the current issue. Three days after Lagos dumped the destitute in Onitsha, it was reported that one of them had died. The question to ask is: what were they still doing under the bridge? What has happened to the remaining of those unfortunates on whose behalf we all make noise? I will not be surprised if they are still under Onitsha bridge, left to their fate for the same reason that the Lagos State Government deported them in the first place: because they are poor, homeless people who live on the margin of society!

This “Igbo this, Yoruba that” argument is unhelpful
and detracts from what should be the focus of our
attention. I believe it will serve us well if we return to what the real issue is, or at least should be: Whether they are Igbo, Hausa or Yoruba and regardless of their “state of origin”, no Nigerian should be discriminated against in any part of the country on account of his or her social status. It is time we put an end to the on-going nonsensical debate between some Igbo and Yoruba commentators and face the real issues of poverty, development and national unity.

www.thisdaylive.com/articles/yoruba-igbo-and-media-warriors/156884/

Yep, her profiles look more like a-gabrielle-union-that-didn't-make-it-in-hollywood but is an average stressed American working woman

Four months after Mr. Kolawole Ahmed lost his life in
an accident at Ikorodu, his family are said to be at
loggerheads with his widow, Agnes, over his
entitlements.
Kolawole died on April 13, 2013, when his vehicle
plunged into the Majidun River, Ikorodu, Lagos State.
Before his death, he was a manager with the Ikoyi
Golf Club.
It was reported in the Sunday PUNCH of April 14 that
the vehicle, a Toyota van belonging to the club,
veered off the road, before plunging into the river.

It was gathered that trouble began in the family after
Agnes was contacted by Kolawole's colleague to
retrieve her late husband's car, a Mazda 626, which
was still parked on the company premises.
Agnes said, "My husband's colleague called me last
month to come and pick his car. Since I lived in the
family house, I informed my mother-in-law about the
call and my intention to bring the car back to the
house.
"At the time, I had no idea that his family had
written to the company to pay them my husband's
entitlements.
"My mother-in-law replied that I should wait for my
husband's eldest sister and brothers to come back
home before doing anything."
PUNCH Metro learnt that Kolawole, before his death,
lived with his siblings in a one-storey building at
Imam Ojogu Street in the Agege area of the state.
It was learnt that later, a family meeting was
summoned with Kolawole's siblings in attendance.
Agnes once again repeated what she had earlier told
her mother-in-law.
Agnes said, "To my surprise, my in-laws reacted
angrily. They told me that I was trying to steal my
husband's money, saying it belonged to them.
"They accused me of conniving with his employers to
deny them of his entitlements. It was at that
moment that I realised that they had written to the
company without my knowledge.
"When I denied their accusations, Kolawole's
youngest brother, Bosun, slapped me and
threatened to deal with me. I was forced to flee my
apartment- we lived in a flat downstairs – while
Ahmed's siblings and mother occupied the flat
upstairs.
"I was able to pack only a few things before leaving. I have three children; the eldest is 10 years. I am all
they have left. Right now, I am squatting with friends
but I want to go back and pack my things without
fear."
It was gathered that the widow had not made any
formal report to the police. The matter, was,
however, said to be before a non-governmental
organisation concerned with women issues.

When PUNCH Metro contacted the Ahmed family,
they denied Agnes' allegations.
Ahmed's eldest sister, Mrs. Tokunbo Awebiyi, said,
"Anything I say on this matter, I will rather say it in
Agnes' presence or at least one member of her
family. I don't want to talk to you alone.
"Also our lawyer must be present. We have not
collected anything from Ahmed's employers; they
didn't answer us."

Bosun also denied threatening his sister-in-law. He
said, "I never slapped her; nobody in this family
threatened her. Agnes left her home on her own
accord. Everything she told you are all lies. We are
not dragging Ahmed's entitlements with her."

mobile.punchng.com/output.php?link=http://www.punchng.com/metro/widow-in-laws-at-war-over-husbands-entitlements/

Nicely toned muscles/body...way to go!

so, if Oprah said "can, I see that bag?" what stopped the sales girlwoman from saying "oh, certainly!"
I don't think it's the racist card though even though it has a tiny bit of racism to it like how much does a black woman earn anyways? Still, it could have happened to any white poorly dressed woman...

make we hear word joor. So, you admit umana is not clean but because he is ibibio then all his sins are forgiven? He didn't commit any sins but the ones Akpabio made him commit right? Son of the soil, daughter of the region, father of a tribe is killing our sense of justice and fair play. It is also why most South Southerners cannot say Jonathan has done wrong when he does wrong because we are playing a region/soil/tribal card.

Umana is just as corrupt as Akpabio if not more. Both have their hands soiled, so deal with it.

Is there anyone stopping this madam from acting? Or is it paranoia? I thought Nollywood produced thousands of movies per day (tongue out)...
Ini Edo and Mercy Johnson started small, well so did many other big actresses in Nollywood, Hollywood, Bollywood, Gollywood etc...they paid their dues so they earned the right to be big

KIM joor

You ladies shouldn't intimidate me oh.

I know Avocado, Paw Paw, Honey, Egg is good. Funny enough, I no longer liked using paw paw and honey for my face, so I stuck with just honey. Whenever I use honey on my face before going out, I just wash it off with water (no soap).

I know milk is good too but I am always confused as to the kind of milk that is being refered to, so I'd prefer it, if one can give me a Nigerianish idea and not an onyiboish one.

Avocado just came back, saw it in the market two weeks back. I know I liked my face when I was using it.

And yet, I do not feel as if I am doing the right thing, perhaps someone can point out what I am doing wrong. Please suggestions should be Nigerianish oh...

I have a dry Skin
I have been using Jergens (Original Scent) for 2years but recently when my last Jergens finished I decided to use Palmers Cocoa Butter. I like the feel of this Palmers on my skin. The only Jergens that I have also liked the feel apart from Original Scent is Yoghurt and Milk. Is Palmers Cocoa Butter Okay?

My soaps, I alternate between Fa and Palm Olive but recently, when I got the Palmers, I also got the soap. I like the scent of the soap too (reminds me of baby soap) but it's too soon to remark on any changes.

I also used Eden's Apricot Scrub for exfoliating but decided to try St. Ives like 3 months back. I don't like St. Ives and I am not impressed by it, someone told me I became darker, think I will go back to Eden.

Funny enough, I just started using Shea Butter and Coconut Oil for my hair and that was after my sister persuaded us to give it a try, so, are you guys saying I can mix it with my cream, cause I don't think I can stand the scent of Shea Butter. Fake Shea Butter dey oh, last year my sister purchased the fake one here in Uyo.

Sometimes I use paw paw on my face, sometimes I don't. What am I doing wrongly and what can I improve on? Oh, I rarely use make up and when I do, it's very light.

So, beauticians and dermatologists, help a sister out. Thanks

You changed the picture...?

Reminds me of stories in Chicken Soup for the Soul. T'was really uplifting.

Ermm...even though Apple seeds are a bit poisonous, they have no effect on humans.

And besides, I think the benefits from these fruits, veggies and tuber is enough to counter any poison that 'may' come from it.

First, Obudu isn't in Akwa Ibom as the latter part of the story says...it's in Cross River.

Well, I blame the deceased. Her husband was already handling the matter, she didn't need to go and fight/confront the neighbour in her room especially as I am sure she was trying to impress the Sister-In-Law.

Where was the SIL when the scuffle was getting hot especially seeing that her brother had gone out to the station? A strong word of caution should have been given even to physically restraining the deceased from going over to her neighbour's room.

Abeg women, always leave the men to handle crazy neighbours because a man will not respond to all slights as a woman would. You can grumble, curse back, sing songs (if na so the thing pain you reach) and always from a safe distance or you can ignore but do not go for any physical alteracation because if eventually you get beaten, your opponent will never allow you hear the end of it.

Remember the proverb "it is better to keep quiet and be thought a fool than to speak and remove all doubt?" Same goes for physical altercations too...

First, Obudu isn't in Akwa Ibom as the latter part of the story says...it's in Cross River.

Well, I blame the deceased. Her husband was already handling the matter, she didn't need to go and fight/confront the neighbour in her room especially as I am sure she was trying to impress the Sister-In-Law.

Where was the SIL when the scuffle was getting hot especially seeing that her brother had gone out to the station? A strong word of caution should have been given even to physically restraining the deceased from going over to her neighbour's room.

Abeg women, always leave the men to handle crazy neighbours because a man will not respond to all slights as a woman would. You can grumble, curse back, sing songs (if na so the thing pain you reach) and always from a safe distance or you can ignore but do not go for any physical alteracation because if eventually you get beaten, your opponent will never allow you hear the end of it.

Remember the proverb "it is better to keep quiet and be thought a fool than to speak and remove all doubt?" Same goes for physical altercations too...