₦airaland Forum

imhotep:
Stop praising dullardism
Below are the academic qualifications of Robert Gabriel Mugabe.

Bachelor of Arts (History and English) (BA) degree from the University of Fort Hare (1951)

Bachelor of Administration (B.Admin) from University of South Africa (Unisa)

Bachelor of Education (B.Ed) from the University of South Africa (Unisa)

Bachelor of Science (BSc.) in Economics from University of London (External Programme)

Bachelor of Laws (LLB) from University of London (External Programme)

Master of Laws (LL.M) from University of London (External Programme)

Master of Science (MSc.) in Economics from University of London (External Programme)

The two law degrees were earned while he was in prison (between 1964 and 1975) and the MSc while leading the Zimbabwe government after independence.

REVOKED HONORARY DEGREES:

Honorary LLD degree from University of Edinburgh (1994), which was however revoked in June 2007.

Honorary LLD degree from University of Massachusetts (1986), which was also revoked in June 2008.

Honorary LLD degree from Michigan State University (1990), and was revoked on 12 September 2008.

HONORARY DEGREES:

Honorary LLD degree from Ahmadou Bello University (Nigeria)

Honorary LLD degree from Morehouse College (Atlanta, Georgia)

Honorary LLD degree from University of Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe)

Honorary LLD degree from St. Augustine's University (Tanzania)

Honorary LLD degree from Lomonosov Moscow State University (Russia)

Honorary LLD degree from Solusi University (Zimbabwe)

Honorary D.Litt. degree from Africa University (Zimbabwe)

Honorary D.Civil Laws degree from University of Mauritius (Mauritius)

Honorary D.Com. degree from For Hare University (South Africa)

Honorary D.Tech. degree from National University of Science and Technology (Zimbabwe)

Honorary D.Phil (African Heritage and Philosophy) degree from Great Zimbabwe University (Zimbabwe)

Alexus23:
Guy, forget it. Nigeria will never work. With the amount of hate I see coming daily from the angle of indi'ofe, the aboki's will be a child's play when these guys developed the gut to translate their hate to reality. Kanu fuvck up. I wish he tread the part of gradual progression, at least, the hope to leave this contraption soon would have still been burning. However, whether now or in the future, this deceiption of a country will definitely dissolve.
Thank God, my Igbo brothers, both within and withouth her politically recognized territory, are gradually uniting into one formidable force.

aolawale025:
Why doesn't he have fss, pss after his name?

Letslive:
Who gives a f^ck about an illiterate and dullard.
Has he found his certificate?

Turantula:
Quota System with pass mark of 6.5% is what you call education? Haven't you heard him speak before? Common

PFRB:
Military education is to kill and destroy. Kpam.

Konquest:
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Prefabricated houses are good for
secured housing estates and can
be put up easily.


For more durability, I think stabilized
laterite bricks [or adobe] are
the best - better than the regular
sandcrete blocks which have holes
in them and can easily be broken
into by determined criminals.


This has happened several times
with devastating consequences.

boringnigerian:
He was setup and he's too dumb to say it?

Konquest:
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@ eodavids

Very profound. I love the way you
write well with good punctuations
and NO typographic errors.

All the best!


PS: Is ocra your own style of spelling
okro or is it a spell-checker issue?

ArchangeLucifer:
Benue + Cross River combination ontop bed?!

Lord God.

I apologize!!!

Mztarstrechy:
A Nigerian journalist Comrade Phils who visited Kemi Olunloyo in Port Harcourt Maximum Prisons has taken to Facebook to share his experiences.He also shared a copy of a note written by Kemi to her fans.In Kemi's words, her former lawyer was bought over by people who want to keep her continuously in detention.

See screenshots below


Source: http://www.trezzyhelm.com/2017/11/nigerian-journalist-comrade-phils.html?m=1

TANTUMERGO007:
Our private part suppose come with meter


God protect my future wife

otil1:
Very soon we will have just cow meat and no yams or cassava or carrots

otil1:
If cotton is irresistible to cows and also okra and even rice and other farm plants, why can't the herders clear land and grow it for their lovely and loved cows?

They wait u til the farmers have sweated and planted to come and spoil their hard labour

Brilliant!
Your observation is perfect.

It must be factored into what will serve as the eventual solution

Alexus23:
Nigeria was a brilliant mistake. As long as the nation keeps crawling, then western countries will keep calling the shot. Now, we Biafrans really want to opt out, seening that nothing will fix the already expired union, but we were tagged terrorist. Tell me, what is a more terrorist, an AK47 cow zombie lover who will shoot anything that stands on the way of his cow, or a group of people that wants out?

MicheyJ1:
98.9% are illiterates just like Jubrin the dullard.

Dboy55:
OPERATION DAMISA: ASSASSINATION OF SIR AHMADU BELLO, THE SARDAUNA OF SOKOTO

''Ina Sardauna? Where is the Sardauna?” Nzeogwu shouted, pointing his gun at him but the man kept shaking his head asserting no knowledge of the Sardauna’s location.

“If you won’t tell me where your master is, I’ll kill you,” Nzeogwu screamed at him in Hausa.

“Okay, okay,” the man replied fearfully and led Nzeogwu to the annex of the building. Three other soldiers followed Nzeogwu while Waribor and the rest returned to the staging area where the guns were manned.

As Nzeogwu approached the adjoining rooms the man was leading them to, he heard screams and cries of women and children.

“We will not allow you out there,” the Sardauna’s eldest wife, Hafsatu, daughter of Mallam Abbas, the Waziri of Sokoto, spoke defiantly.

“But I have to go. They are here for me not for you. You have to be strong. I have to go out there,” the Sardauna pleaded. The other wives, with their children, were rattling their prayer beads in the midst of sobs.

As the Sardauna turned to go, Hafsatu held him firm in a tight embrace and wouldn’t allow him move. Zaruni, the Sardauna’s head of guard came in and alerted the Premier that the soldiers were approaching the annex but promised to defend the family with his life and that of his men.

“Zaruni, I know you must do your duty but my safety is in God's hands,” the Sardauna said.

“No, you can’t die, you won’t die,” Hafsatu screamed in Hausa.

As she was crying, they heard gunshots outside. At this moment, Zaruni drew his bow and stood guard before the Sardauna and his family. With another sound of gunshots from his SMG, Nzeogwu kicked hard at the doors with his boots, which flung open and on sighting Zaruni, shot the poor guard who dropped dead at once, with his bow and arrows.

In the midst of the dark and screams of the women and children, Nzeogwu shouted, “Where’s the Sardauna?” But the women would not allow him move. Even the children were clinging to their mothers.

At last, the Premier managed to wriggle himself free from his wives but the eldest, Hafsatu, held on to him as he spoke.

“I am Ahmadu Bello, the Sardauna of Sokoto and the Premi…” With those words, Nzeogwu shot thrice at him; a bullet hitting his jaw, his wife, Hafsatu and his babaringa which penetrated his lower abdomen and lodged in his spinal cord.

The Sardauna and his wife fell with a loud thud to the screams of the women and children at the loudest decibels. It was music to Nzeogwu’s ears. The mission had been accomplished. He had satisfied his blood lust and his enraged eyes were returning to their former calm state. He blew the whistle to signal the end of the mission. Operation Damisa had finally come to an end.

As he approached the gate, he met Waribor and his men of the Charlie Company.

“Did you get the man?” Waribor asked.

“Yes, I got him,” Nzeogwu answered assuredly. He turned to the rest of the soldiers after he had got out of the gate and spoke triumphantly, “I have been successful, he’s dead.”

With that, they packed their remnants, got inside their landrovers and proceeded to their next mission unchallenged leaving the Sardauna’s residence in a glory of its former self. It was 2:45am and the harshness of the harmattan had just begun.#HistoryVille #ACBDawn

Source: A Carnage Before Dawn: A Historical Novel On Nigeria's First Coup D'etat by Ayomide Akinbode

BanevsJoker:
You are pipe fercent(5%), nasing poh you.

adudu208:
I don't see any issue here.

The boy has a real father and no amount of manipulation from you can change that.
Whether the father is in his life or not is another issue which has nothing to do with the name of the child.

Suggesting she should have used her maiden name is lame. Why will you be comfortable with that and yet uncomfortable with her using the real father's name? Do you want that kid to be called a bastard? He has a father for christ-sake.

You are just being jealousy and petty for nothing. In my opinion she did the right thing. If you want to be responsible for what that child should be called then legally adopt him.

Nobody forced the mother on you hence you should just grow up and stop making an issue over something that in reality is not.

That the kid is in your house doesn't give you the right to ostracize him from his biological father.

If the kid were to be a female and in the future when she wants to marry who do you think will collect the bride price? You, grandfather or the biological father?

Bro, this is the kind of things women argue over and not men.

Today it is the name you have an issue with, God knows what else you will complain about tomorrow.

ray121:
Hi everyone.

I do really need your advise on what to do before taking action. I'm a young married guy and married to a single mother. Initially I never knew she had a son but when i got to know i accepted my fate and moving on. We now living together and had my own daughter for me.

The step son started school now under my roof cos he's just a year plus now close to 2. I just discovered the surname the mother used to register the boy is her real dad that they never lived nor stay together. What should i do? is this really true love or i'm fooling myself? I've been taking care of this boy for more than a year now and this is happening.

Please, what should i do? Thanks and God bless.

Blue3k:
Soure: http://thenationonlineng.net/fg-complete-21-dams-irrigation-projects-2019/

Konquest:
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Beautiful... beautiful!
Panel buildings are the way to go
on a global scale while reducing the
housing deficit.

Brilliant post!

NafeesaAA:
They are not kids they are fetus