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Bingo! Aren’t you amazed Nigeria’s topdog Muhammadu Buhari hasn’t said—and, I bet you, he won’t say—anything about the bastard in Sango, Joe Chinakwe, who got somewhat bestial, and had to name his dog Buhari? Not to worry. Buhari is now an oldie who no longer gripes over little mischiefs like Chinakwe. The C-in-C is also practising to be a democrat that can brook any shit any time. U.S. Secretary of States John Kerry is coming to discuss... Read more at http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/21/reason-president-buhari-hasnt-set-dss-on-that-son-of-a-bitch-who-named-his-dog-buhari-and-wanted-you-to-clap-for-him-because-he-couldnt-have-respected-your-no-1-citizen-better/ |
Nigerian newsmen know what to worm out of any newsmaker at any point in time. So the Minna chapel of the NUJ decided to bless the widower with a full-page, free ad-interview to play the old evil genius again. And he answered their no-brainers like a real slick gramp talking down to his kids, padding history, making light his many blunders, and denying he has pains in the zero hour of his life. Read more at http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/17/75-yr-old-widower-ibb-tells-journalists-he-still-hasnt-got-no-pillow-warmer-but-feels-like-a-cool-cat-watching-his-daughters-play-act-his-wife-and-ease-the-pain-hurray/ |
Granted, a man’s raging hormone would have simmered down at 75. For some Jack, that is. But IBB likes to think he’s a phenom and, more smugly, a lady killer. He said he was a playboy back then—a well brought up gigolo from a very good backgound. And we believe him because he looked it. He didn’t tell us how he could keep a hotbed as a jarhead in the Nigeria Army barracks then. Maybe he will tell the Minna NUJ later, like when he’s 80—if he ever gets there. But he managed a toothy smile when he said he stopped screwing around after he popped the question to Maryam. You take...Read more at http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/17/this-75-yr-old-widower-tells-journalists-he-feels-like-a-cool-cat-having-no-pillow-warmer-because-watching-his-daughters-play-act-his-wife-eases-the-pain-hurray/ |
Heroes, especially Biafran heroes, don’t want to let you know something is eating them. So Kanu has been told to carry a straight face like the Malboro man. To prove to you the agitation has given him a band of steel for a neck, he—or they helped him—sacked his legal handlers Friday for saying their client doesn’t like it there at the Kuje prison anymore: he wanted to negotiate with Buhari. And that he had nothing to do with those Niger Delta Avengers fighting for his release. But the high hats in IPOB, in a counter-press release, said the lawyers have sold out saying...Read more: http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/13/why-caged-ipobs-rabble-rouser-kanu-decides-to-kick-up-his-heels-some-more-at-kuje-prison-after-sacking-his-legal-handlers-for-disowning-avengers-and-talking-negotiation/ |
By Hellyjay S. You probably scanned that report by Cynthia Whyte–that MEND’s ghost publicist that now works for the rascals that broke off the NDA. And you got what you felt like reading—that Jonathan is still behind the vandals getting up the nose of President Muhammadu Buhari. Now, for a second look, you need to wipe your gagers, and read between the lines. Fact is: Jonathan didn’t found the Niger Delta Avengers. It was just some little idea running around his head in 2014. Then his Ijaw tribesmen insisted he had to win the 2015 election—so he could kick the can around Aso Rock all the way to ... Read more at http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/12/1081/ |
You probably scanned that report by Cynthia Whyte--that MEND’s publicist that now works for the rascals that broke off the NDA. And you got what you felt like reading—that Jonathan is still behind the vandals getting up the nose of President Muhammadu Buhari. Now, for a second look, you need to wipe your gagers, and read between the lines. Fact is: Jonathan didn’t ... Read more at http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/12/1081/ |
By Hellyjay S. You can only imagine it: the new trick Speaker Yakubu Dogara could have played on the old dog President Muhammadu Buhari who now believes the word padding is Greek, which means ba komi—and Dogara is a cutie. And Hon. Abdulmumin Jibrin, that brat from Kano, is getting … Read more at http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/10/1064/ |
By Hellyjay S. You can only imagine it: the new trick Speaker Yakubu Dogara could have played on the old dog President Muhammadu Buhari who now believes the word padding is Greek, which means ba komi—and Dogara is a cutie. And Hon. Abdulmumin Jibrin, that brat from Kano, is getting … Read more at http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/10/1064/ |
Hon. Abdulmumin Jibrin has balls bristling with libido. He had an orgasm celebrating his wife Maryam recently on Twitter. But the kid rep is low on bravado. He was actually having the biggest and final fun of his life with his wife on August 5. The very last thing he wanted to do before he croaks. And to the bleeding hearts out there, we got news: Jibrin’s going to be killed. He ... Read more at http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/09/read-jibrins-tear-jacking-final-statement-as-dogara-hatchet-men-close-in-on-the-cry-baby-who-thought-whistle-blowing-was-like-kissing-his-wife/ |
The last time we checked, that kid Abdulmumin Jibrin drove a jillion Nigerians up the wall with just one tweet of his days ago. But bear him no hard feeling for his PG-13-rated flick. He was only celebrating his wife.If you bag a nymph like his, no telling what you can’t do to shelter yourselves when ...Read more at http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/08/more-pg-rated-selfies-from-hon-jubrin-studio-hit-the-internet-say-yeah-yeah/ |
By Hellyjay S. Take it or leave it: Rt. Hon. Yakubu Paddy Dogara is a lawyer. Doubting him because he doesn’t know Jack about some legal lingo? Chill! Just check out his ceevee. And you’ll know that a lawyer is, basically, a 48-year old bleeder from Balewa in Bauchi who finished his primary six at 15, cut out straight to Teachers College, then barged in to UNIJOS to study law. He later headed for law school, as usual. He’s a lawyer because he ended up...Read more http:[url]//justspreadit.com/2016/08/07/dogara-the-law-all-the-cases-he-won-while-practising-montessori/[/url] |
Catholic Priest Father Ejike Mbaka has walked back his words. It's obviously a sign of frustration. Apart from President Muhammadu Buhari who has no idea how much he irritates his good friend Father Ejike Mbaka, most Nigerians know this papist is pissed off. You remember Buhari’s left ... Read more http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/04/973/ |
By Hellyjay S. Nigeria’s No. 4 citizen Rt. Hon Yakubu Dogara has been having a nightmare thanks to this hell-raiser of a Rep Abdulmumin Jubrin. Up till a couple of weeks ago, Jubrin was honourable—because there is honour among robbers, naturally. And he was because he also doubled as Yak’s buddy and creative accountant—meaning he sat at the head of the House Appropriation Committee roundtable. That’s the deadliest and juiciest gang where members make money hand over fist swishing money around. Jubrin, on top of the pile, was a whiz at creating phantom constituency projects for his colleagues, juggling figures so the N60 billion the NASS okayed for constituency projects in 2016 got divvied up among the lawmakers. Read more [url][/url]http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/02/six-real-bad-things-you-have-never-known-about-sinking-rt-hon-yak-smart-dick-dogara/ |
By Hellyjay S. Apart from President Muhammadu Buhari who has no idea how much he irritates his good friend Father Ejike Mbaka, most Nigerians know this papist is pissed off. But, man, you need to understand why, after three pilgrimages between May 2015 and June 2016 by Mbaka to the Villa, Buhari is still pressing the flesh, and offering the priest cow milk and kilishi. [url] http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/04/973/[/url] |
The show just begins. And it’s summer again. So Ekiti’s Mad Dog Gov. Fayose will be taking his bitch and five puppies to the U.S. They have to go and soak in the pollen-laden summer air, and shoot the breeze in Hawaii or some exotic get-away befitting a Dasukigate-rich family like the Fayoses. It’s probably an annual event for the Ekiti first family http://justspreadit.com/2016/08/05/freaking-feyisetan-wife-of-mad-dog-gov-fayose-kids-ready-for-us-visit/ |
The OBJ we know doesn't just open his trap to spit out anything he doesn't mean. Definitely, Sen. President Saraki and his 2019 ambition mean a lot to Obasanjo who's got his own lapdog he likes to install at Aso Rock in 2019. The only guy we've seen the old farmer pushing is Sen. Rabiu Kwankwanso, Kano's ex-governor. You do know Kwankwanso has been moony about his coming second in the APC presidential primary last year. He believes he's somehow popular enough to shoot for the presidency, especially when OBJ had told him in February 2015 destiny was beckoning to him for higher responsibility. Now Kwankwanso has got OBJ behind him. The rotation is still in his favour---another term for the north. And he's still partially in the ruling party. The only problem is Saraki. You can be sure Kwankwanso's prayer now is how Saraki will go down quick--which is very likely. In fact, it's more likely if Pa Buhari eventually takes OBJ's advice--of spending to get those rogues out of the NASS. It's all funny. [url] Source [url]http://justspreadit.com/2016/07/27/this-is-the-man-behind-the-move-by-one-fuddy-duddy-asking-the-other-fuddy-duddy-to-bribe-469-robbers-to-rob-saraki-of-2019/[/url] [/url] |
Goodness is enjoying robust press relations in spite of his shady biz. his talk shows are pre-recorded ,and funny enough,the dates are always conflicting. Again , he trains his victims - students of fast ,big bucks - on saturdays when forex market is closed.platforms that accept 100 dollars for a margin account have reduced the possibilties of making 10 dollars on a single trade. Any reason to trust him with your hard-earned naira? |
Psychology of Kokomansion D’Banj has been denying any form of skirt-hunting in his Kokomansion show where he’s been warehousing a bevy of desperate ‘kokolettes’ who must either taste the D’Banj carrot or his celebrity status or both. Well, it’s a free country. But denial, a form of maladjustment, is another piece of evidence to convince all his fans and diligent observers he’s got a whole lot of smut to cover. I’m neither a fan of his – nor any of his chattering colleagues. Call them artistes if you like. But I’m a dutiful observer of anything Nigerian that comes under my radar. His harmonica piqued my interest when he first came on the scene in the late 90s. Likewise his articulation – unlike that braggart called Baale and a band of others who think they sing hiphop but speak is and was. Even those of them that speak English like a house on fire – Faze, Banky, Olu Maintain and MI – have lost their genius. They are either twisting Rihana’s Umbrella or featuring their mothers sanctifying their unholy albums, or just spouting gibberish. Others could be aping 50 Cents, Tupac and Shaggy. Maybe I sound like a nihilist. I’m not. But I’ll be caught dead listening to any of them when I can always soak in Prophet Fela Anikulapo and his pot-inspired musings. Plus those vintage croons of Uwaifo, Olaiya, Roy Chicago, and so on. Well. D Banj struck me, from his Why Me, Mo Bo Lowo Won, Oloun Ma Je etc., as paranoid and maladjusted. No hatred, please. He imagines he has legions of enemies; he always feels persecuted in spite of his Channels O, AMMA, and HIP-HOP World awards; he feels insecure. And again, like the late Wacko Jacko – I’m sure nobody called him toad when he was drooling on his mouth organ – D Banj has low self esteem because he thinks he doesn’t have much for his female fans to ogle. He feels he is ugly: Some people say I no fine. He might have even been secretly comparing his face with Soul E’s and Banky’s – the handsomest hip-hop faces in Nigeria . That’s why he needs to get appreciation, by suasion or extortion, especially from his female fans, to meet his self esteem need, as Abraham Maslow posits. And the only way to convince himself he’s every lady’s man, a hunk, and a macho guy is by trumpeting his sexcapades – his highly demanded ‘kokomycine’, his randiness. Couldn’t that drive – that self esteem need – have inspired a Kokomansion – a show involving a celebrity obsessed with his imagined ugly face now made the only knight in shining armour, and planted in a harem of ladies of diverse height, colour, thickness, curves and arcs, all scheming to seduce, solicit, charm, and possibly rape just one player? Doesn’t that look like somebody who has the means and might is using a reality show to massage his erotic ego – to compensate for his ugly nose? Psychologists have noted that mal-adjusted people have different modes of compen sating for their needs. Some could be outrageous. Some could be tolerable. It’s very like D’Banj – smart, pro-active, and capitalistic – to have chosen the milder option. Rather than go for plastic surgery, like MJ, to remould his supposedly ugly face, he’s chosen a subtle mode – harping on his own sexiness, screened by those Abacha’s goggles, and simulating an orgiastic nest feathered by some corporate hawks. There could have been no better rutting season for the Kokomaster! Tunde Zubair, owner of HiTv, official medium of Kokomansion, once said the reality show is meant to project the African woman to the outside world. But to gauge the pulse of African women by manipulating a handful with fame and fortune so they can unleash their coquetry to cool the raging hormones of a sex neurotic is unscientific and, maybe, unfair. The Hawthorne effect – that the subjects could influence the result of an experiment – will definitely trivialise the reality of Kokomansion. Besides, casting African women in this pristine, polygamous mould in which a wagon-load of women must readily lose themselves in the world of a single man portrays Africa as backward in this century. The Kokomaster should be true to himself first, as Shakespeare advised. He should admit his insatiable need to balance his looks with his anticipated and social selves ; his need to convince his female fans he can earn their kisses and hugs in spite of his warts and all. Though D’banj might not elope with any of the Kokolettes in the mansion, ultimately, he can be sure of gathering loads of lustful emotions and titillating sights that will inspire an hour-long album fully spiced with heroics and gutter language. That’s more money for Mo’Hits and D’banj. For the Nigerian women – no pity. The thousands participating directly or indirectly are doing so by choice. It is just natural, as free moral agents, if they chose to be turned to fetishes needed to inflame the lust of a man struggling, secretly, with low self esteem. Sigmud Freud should be stirring in his grave now. Kokomansion is again validating his psycho-sexual theory that all that man – say D’banj – thinks about is his libido even when he pretends to be doing the most altruistic thing, like showcasing the virtues of the African woman. In the long run, Kokomansion will be proud of certain achievements. It will reveal to the whole wide world how Nigerian women desire to be herded, to be stereotyped, and seduced using hip-hop standards and gifts. The unrealistic show will also translate into greater possibilities for pimps, woman traffickers, and drug barons, especially as the economic meltdown lasts. And Nigeria should be better for it. |
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Psychology of Kokomansion D’Banj has been denying any form of skirt-hunting in his Kokomansion show where he’s been warehousing a bevy of desperate ‘kokolettes’ who must either taste the D’Banj carrot or his celebrity status or both. Well, it’s a free country. But denial, a form of maladjustment, is another piece of evidence to convince all his fans and diligent observers he’s got a whole lot of smut to cover. I’m neither a fan of his – nor any of his chattering colleagues. Call them artistes if you like. But I’m a dutiful observer of anything Nigerian that comes under my radar. His harmonica piqued my interest when he first came on the scene in the late 90s. Likewise his articulation – unlike that braggart called Baale and a band of others who think they sing hiphop but speak is and was. Even those of them that speak English like a house on fire – Faze, Banky, Olu Maintain and MI – have lost their genius. They are either twisting Rihana’s Umbrella or featuring their mothers sanctifying their unholy albums, or just spouting gibberish. Others could be aping 50 Cents, Tupac and Shaggy. Maybe I sound like a nihilist. I’m not. But I’ll be caught dead listening to any of them when I can always soak in Prophet Fela Anikulapo and his pot-inspired musings. Plus those vintage croons of Uwaifo, Olaiya, Roy Chicago, and so on. Well. D Banj struck me, from his Why Me, Mo Bo Lowo Won, Oloun Ma Je etc., as paranoid and maladjusted. No hatred, please. He imagines he has legions of enemies; he always feels persecuted in spite of his Channels O, AMMA, and HIP-HOP World awards; he feels insecure. And again, like the late Wacko Jacko – I’m sure nobody called him toad when he was drooling on his mouth organ – D Banj has low self esteem because he thinks he doesn’t have much for his female fans to ogle. He feels he is ugly: Some people say I no fine. He might have even been secretly comparing his face with Soul E’s and Banky’s – the handsomest hip-hop faces in Nigeria . That’s why he needs to get appreciation, by suasion or extortion, especially from his female fans, to meet his self esteem need, as Abraham Maslow posits. And the only way to convince himself he’s every lady’s man, a hunk, and a macho guy is by trumpeting his sexcapades – his highly demanded ‘kokomycine’, his randiness. Couldn’t that drive – that self esteem need – have inspired a Kokomansion – a show involving a celebrity obsessed with his imagined ugly face now made the only knight in shining armour, and planted in a harem of ladies of diverse height, colour, thickness, curves and arcs, all scheming to seduce, solicit, charm, and possibly rape just one player? Doesn’t that look like somebody who has the means and might is using a reality show to massage his erotic ego – to compensate for his ugly nose? Psychologists have noted that mal-adjusted people have different modes of compensating for their needs. Some could be outrageous. Some could be tolerable. It’s very like D’Banj – smart, pro-active, and capitalistic – to have chosen the milder option. Rather than go for plastic surgery, like MJ, to remould his supposedly ugly face, he’s chosen a subtle mode – harping on his own sexiness, screened by those Abacha’s goggles, and simulating an orgiastic nest feathered by some corporate hawks. There could have been no better rutting season for the Kokomaster! Tunde Zubair, owner of HiTv, official medium of Kokomansion, once said the reality show is meant to project the African woman to the outside world. But to gauge the pulse of African women by manipulating a handful with fame and fortune so they can unleash their coquetry to cool the raging hormones of a sex neurotic is unscientific and, maybe, unfair. The Hawthorne effect – that the subjects could influence the result of an experiment – will definitely trivialise the reality of Kokomansion. Besides, casting African women in this pristine, polygamous mould in which a wagon-load of women must readily lose themselves in the world of a single man portrays Africa as backward in this century. The Kokomaster should be true to himself first, as Shakespeare advised. He should admit his insatiable need to balance his looks with his anticipated and social selves ; his need to convince his female fans he can earn their kisses and hugs in spite of his warts and all. Though D’banj might not elope with any of the Kokolettes in the mansion, ultimately, he can be sure of gathering loads of lustful emotions and titillating sights that will inspire an hour-long album fully spiced with heroics and gutter language. That’s more money for Mo’Hits and D’banj. For the Nigerian women – no pity. The thousands participating directly or indirectly are doing so by choice. It is just natural, as free moral agents, if they chose to be turned to fetishes needed to inflame the lust of a man struggling, secretly, with low self esteem. Sigmud Freud should be stirring in his grave now. Kokomansion is again validating his psycho-sexual theory that all that man – say D’banj – thinks about is his libido even when he pretends to be doing the most altruistic thing, like showcasing the virtues of the African woman. In the long run, Kokomansion will be proud of certain achievements. It will reveal to the whole wide world how Nigerian women desire to be herded, to be stereotyped, and seduced using hip-hop standards and gifts. The unrealistic show will also translate into greater possibilities for pimps, woman traffickers, and drug barons, especially as the economic meltdown lasts. And Nigeria should be better for it. |
Psychology of Kokomansion D’Banj has been denying any form of skirt-hunting in his Kokomansion show where he’s been warehousing a bevy of desperate ‘kokolettes’ who must either taste the D’Banj carrot or his celebrity status or both. Well, it’s a free country. But denial, a form of maladjustment, is another piece of evidence to convince all his fans and diligent observers he’s got a whole lot of smut to cover. I’m neither a fan of his – nor any of his chattering colleagues. Call them artistes if you like. But I’m a dutiful observer of anything Nigerian that comes under my radar. His harmonica piqued my interest when he first came on the scene in the late 90s. Likewise his articulation – unlike that braggart called Baale and a band of others who think they sing hiphop but speak is and was. Even those of them that speak English like a house on fire – Faze, Banky, Olu Maintain and MI – have lost their genius. They are either twisting Rihana’s Umbrella or featuring their mothers sanctifying their unholy albums, or just spouting gibberish. Others could be aping 50 Cents, Tupac and Shaggy. Maybe I sound like a nihilist. I’m not. But I’ll be caught dead listening to any of them when I can always soak in Prophet Fela Anikulapo and his pot-inspired musings. Plus those vintage croons of Uwaifo, Olaiya, Roy Chicago, and so on. Well. D Banj struck me, from his Why Me, Mo Bo Lowo Won, Oloun Ma Je etc., as paranoid and maladjusted. No hatred, please. He imagines he has legions of enemies; he always feels persecuted in spite of his Channels O, AMMA, and HIP-HOP World awards; he feels insecure. And again, like the late Wacko Jacko – I’m sure nobody called him toad when he was drooling on his mouth organ – D Banj has low self esteem because he thinks he doesn’t have much for his female fans to ogle. He feels he is ugly: Some people say I no fine. He might have even been secretly comparing his face with Soul E’s and Banky’s – the handsomest hip-hop faces in Nigeria. That’s why he needs to get appreciation, by suasion or extortion, especially from his female fans, to meet his self esteem need, as Abraham Maslow posits. And the only way to convince himself he’s every lady’s man, a hunk, and a macho guy is by trumpeting his sexcapades – his highly demanded ‘kokomycine’, his randiness. Couldn’t that drive – that self esteem need – have inspired a Kokomansion – a show involving a celebrity obsessed with his imagined ugly face now made the only knight in shining armour, and planted in a harem of ladies of diverse height, colour, thickness, curves and arcs, all scheming to seduce, solicit, charm, and possibly rape just one player? Doesn’t that look like somebody who has the means and might is using a reality show to massage his erotic ego – to compensate for his ugly nose? Psychologists have noted that mal-adjusted people have different modes of compensating for their needs. Some could be outrageous. Some could be tolerable. It’s very like D’Banj – smart, pro-active, and capitalistic – to have chosen the milder option. Rather than go for plastic surgery, like MJ, to remould his supposedly ugly face, he’s chosen a subtle mode – harping on his own sexiness, screened by those Abacha’s goggles, and simulating an orgiastic nest feathered by some corporate hawks. There could have been no better rutting season for the Kokomaster! Tunde Zubair, owner of HiTv, official medium of Kokomansion, once said the reality show is meant to project the African woman to the outside world. But to gauge the pulse of African women by manipulating a handful with fame and fortune so they can unleash their coquetry to cool the raging hormones of a sex neurotic is unscientific and, maybe, unfair. The Hawthorne effect – that the subjects could influence the result of an experiment – will definitely trivialise the reality of Kokomansion. Besides, casting African women in this pristine, polygamous mould in which a wagon-load of women must readily lose themselves in the world of a single man portrays Africa as backward in this century. The Kokomaster should be true to himself first, as Shakespeare advised. He should admit his insatiable need to balance his looks with his anticipated and social selves ; his need to convince his female fans he can earn their kisses and hugs in spite of his warts and all. Though D’banj might not elope with any of the Kokolettes in the mansion, ultimately, he can be sure of gathering loads of lustful emotions and titillating sights that will inspire an hour-long album fully spiced with heroics and gutter language. That’s more money for Mo’Hits and D’banj. For the Nigerian women – no pity. The thousands participating directly or indirectly are doing so by choice. It is just natural, as free moral agents, if they chose to be turned to fetishes needed to inflame the lust of a man struggling, secretly, with low self esteem. Sigmud Freud should be stirring in his grave now. Kokomansion is again validating his psycho-sexual theory that all that man – say D’banj – thinks about is his libido even when he pretends to be doing the most altruistic thing, like showcasing the virtues of the African woman. In the long run, Kokomansion will be proud of certain achievements. It will reveal to the whole wide world how Nigerian women desire to be herded, to be stereotyped, and seduced using hip-hop standards and gifts. The unrealistic show will also translate into greater possibilities for pimps, woman traffickers, and drug barons, especially as the economic meltdown lasts. And Nigeria should be better for it. |
dora believes she can do all things through , She's a believer,u know It's an African problem:sit-tight malady.forget her positive thinking in the name of p.r. www.naijamediablunders. |
How responsible is the Nigerian Union of Journalists - going by the account of state house correspondents stripped in kogi state on the 19th of February?do people humiliate other professional bodies like that in Nigeria? I guess i know why. Nigerian journalists are mostly cheap,unorganised and not so professional. Read more about their failings in www.naijamediablunders.. You might be surprised to know that journalism is so easy that if you can scribble some lines and publish it you're already a journalist.Is that how a clerk qualifies as an accountant ? Join the parley in www.naijamediablunders. |
how responsible is the Nigerian Union of Journalists - going by the account of state house correspondents stripped in kogi state on the 19th of February?do people humiliate other professional bodies like that in Nigeria? I guess i know why. Nigerian journalists are mostly cheap,unorganised and not so professional. Read more about their failings in www.naijamediablunders.. You might be surprised to know that journalism is so easy that if you can scribble some lines and publish it you're already a journalist.Is that how a clerk qualifies as an accountant ? Join the parley in www.naijamediablunders. |
Reuben Abati has got rotten things to hide,but for how long? Equity demands he say something as a public critic whose personal integrity is challenged. If the nigerian media is now this corruptible,then nigerians should help themselves. www.naijamediablunders. |
Reuben Abati hasn't responded yet.And that's a sin against his readership and other journalists.The other sin - corruptibility, in spite of his loud writing against public misbehaviour - is yet to be determined. If top journalists are now being hushed with gifts,then there's problem,the nigerian media is done for. How do we assess the nigerian press in term of corruption? www.naijamediablunders. |
Thanks for visiting the site,and for commenting, too. But i like to be focused in my argument. Waziri's EFCC is not as communication-related as the ministry of information - or the media ,as you might have read in www.naijamediablunders.. Even at that,if Ribadu hadn't been a lawyer and a professional police officer,he would have blundered unpardonably in that capacity.And I'm sure Ndanusa ,current NFA chairman ,or Siasia,a great football achiever,would be hopeless in the anti- corruption crusade.Square pegs ,you know. If you aren't going be kidding ,Rotimy,you know Akuyili will be more serviceable in her NAFDAC or some pharmacological fields. So if blowing good English,important but not all that there is in the min. of information,is a problem for the minister,then what do we expect: blundering,mediocrity,ineptitude ,and all that. But why do we waste human resources in Nigeria?There are hundreds of p.r experts and veteran journalists,wasting away, who can perform better than the present occupant whose ingenuity is also being misdirected cos she's good - good at anything , everything. I guess ,very soon,She will be whisked to the ministry of defence,too. She's good,isn't she? Okonjo-Nweala knew they were going to mess her up with the political gift of the External Affairs ministry then.She swiftly bolted out of politics.She's good ,too.Why can't Akuyili think the same way in her borrowed robe? |
I like this,rotimy. If English is our lingua franca,then it's worth speaking well. By the way,if anybody can do any thing in spite of his proficiency,then we shd expect calamities worse than Nigeria's. Public administration is different from professional appointments like health and p.r ministeries. If you knew how p.r evolved - from the efforts of veteran journalists who used effective communication to counsel govt in light of public opinion - you would understand how off-base the appointment of a pharmacist to that position is. Nigeria will fare better than Dubai if round pegs are put in round holes. www.naijamediablunders. |
Just like a medic will do well as the accountant - general of the federation even if he has no idea of how to debit or credit an account,right? Why did the Nigerian Medical Association prefer Dr Osotimehin to her,a pharmacist, in the ministry of health?. Flawless English is one of the pre-requisites for occupying that post. Not negotiable.It's part of professionalism in the field of communication Thank you,Rotimy |
Madam Akuyili is a professor of pharmacology.She doubles as minister of information. and communication in a country where we have the Iredias , the Adabas and other public relations veterans. Do i need to tell you it's preposterous? Well. I'm not going to have a cardiac arrest on that. The problem is : Prof. Akuyili doesn't care for grammar as much as she did for toxin and fake Aba-made phensic when she was in the NAFDAC. The naija media is blundering,really.Check out all the publications and die.silly mistakes,bad grammar,babysh spellings and what have you. But is it so bad that none of those veteran newshounds could outperform a narcotic expert put in the information ministry? Apart from her lack of basics of professional p.r practice,she's not the fine speaker that can make you relaxed and not worried about the second coming of Raji Rasaq's style of public communication - reckless,embarrassing,and unbecoming of a public figure. Can track record stand in for professionalism at this point in time in Nigeria? Relying on positive thinking to make an impact where proficiency is needed is funny. Let's see how rebranding nigeria ,her p.r pet project , will work. http://www.naijamediablunders./ |