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tundeontop:Listen to your self..its more disappointing to see a pastor rape..so its less disappointing if a wheel barrow pusher rapes abi ..so we should be more concerned about rape cases involving men of the pulpits and celebrities... Some ppl will just start typing without carefully evaluating and reevaluating their words... |
partnerbizz5:Outstanding |
[quote author=incminx3457 post=79868753][/quote]SCAM |
She was raped, we saw it, this is an evidence, but none of your hypocritical asses came to protest, it didn't trend, no body stood for her, no money was raised for her, because she's not a celebrity, a rich man's daughter, but a grown celebrity married woman comes to tell us she was raped 20yrs ago and in less than 48hrs there's a protest against the church, a lawyer is filing for the church to be shut. May God deliver all of you. Especially those who protested at COZA#hypocrites
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SageMK:Common sense is definitely not common |
MrTrend:No academic related info was mentioned for Tacha..that's weird .. |
IamHeWrites:U see the details of this rape case...very clear. And she did the right thing to report as soon as possible..The rapist forcefully raped her..she resisted and fought.. And she didn't wait till 15 yrs later to speak out... |
Buhari, Worst President Nigeria Has Ever Had Since 1999, Polls Reveal - Buhari inherited a collapsed system -Supporters BY SAHARAREPORTERS, NEW YORKJUN 30, 2019 Over 48,000 Nigerians on social media have voted President Muhammadu Buhari as the worst president Nigeria has ever had since the return to democracy in 1999. SaharaReporters had organized online polls on Facebook and Twitter asking Nigerians on the social media to select their worst president the country has ever had. Twitter had the three ex-presidents that had ruled the country; Olusegun Obasanjo, Umaru Musa Yar’adua and Goodluck Jonathan along with the incumbent President Muhammadu Buhari. On Facebook, the poll had only Olusegun Obasanjo and Muhammadu Buhari. The poll had a total of 28,000 votes on Twitter and 49,000 votes on Facebook. The two polls unilaterally produced President Buhari as the winner with a wide margin between him and next person on the poll. Sahara Reporters ✔ @SaharaReporters WHO IS NIGERIA'S WORST PRESIDENT?@AsoRock @NGRPresident 922 10:08 AM - Jun 27, 2019 Twitter Ads info and privacy 9%Olusegun Obasanjo 1%Umaru Musa Yar'Adua 22%Goodluck Jonathan 68%Muhammadu Buhari 28,000 votes • Final results 1,315 people are talking about this Of the 49,000 votes on SaharaReporters' Facebook poll, President Buhari had the highest number of votes as the worst president the country has ever produced since the advent of democracy in 1999 with 29,000 votes. On the other hand, ex-president Obasanjo had a total vote of 20,000. Some Facebook users gave reasons for their vote. Ayodele Oluwafemi said, “Who is PMB to even compare him with Obj in the committee of superpowers? It's such a shameful thing to do. Haba! What contribution did PMB make to Nigeria except take an appointment of a tyrant like him as PDTF Chairman.” Jude Ola said, “Buhari is a disaster to Nigeria... in fact the meaning of Buhari is poverty and bad luck... it shall never be well with the generations of those who impose Buhari to us... I came home last year for vacation, I spend two week and I'm in haste to go back to another man's land where I found peace of mind.” Iyke Eze stated, “The difference is very clear, never you compare a failure to OBJ.” John Goodluck said, “Buhari is the worst president that ever happened to Nigeria, he is a cow that keeps on blaming his parents for his failure in life.” Sotunde Olasile M. Samuel, “I think many people here don't know that OBJ had the greatest opportunity to put Nigeria on the right track, out of selfish interest, he didn't. Now, he created, raised and opened the eyes of this thieves and many are expecting someone who met corrupted blueprints to do wonders, hhhhmmmm, how I wish. #LetCallOnGod. #Naija.” Of the 28,000 social media users that voted on the Twitter poll, 68% voted for President Buhari while Jonathan, his predecessor, had 22% of votes. Yar’Adua had the least vote with only 280 votes. The breakdown of the poll showed Buhari poll 19,040 votes while Jonathan got 6,160 votes. On his part, Obasanjo received 2,520 votes (9% of the votes) while Yar’Adua had only 1% of the votes. Some of the reasons given for their votes were insecurity, inability to develop the economy. Tajudeen said, “The fact still remains, Buhari was given a broken country with no means of surviving: collapsed economy; collapsed security; collapsed infrastructure; collapsed refinery; borrowing to pay salaries and 23 states unable to pay too.” N. O. J @owolabi4r said, “I choose OBJ.....Obj started the government in 1999 and he should have make things right now what is bad making June12 democracy day and a lot of things you should have change.I have a question for him. Why did our senators take home money so much like that.” Bolaji C. Adedayo @0110883 said, “The Presidents are not bad...the citizens are worst! Reason; They keep making mistakes at every election... electing thieves! Selling their votes! Allowing taxi drivers and senseless school dropouts to control the future of their children! Eventually, a terrible leaders comes.” Abdurrauf Ishaq @Itz_ishaq_alraf said, “PMB follow by Jonathan next to him Obasanjo n YAR ADUA is not supposed to be here cuz YAR ADUA’s administration is the best we have ever have since from independence to date. in fact from colonial masters to date non like UMARU #RIPMENTOR.” The Twitter poll was done thrice due to some errors in the questions. Worst president poll 1 Worst president poll 2 Noteworthy is it that President Buhari received the highest votes in the other polls as shown in the screenshots of the polls before it was taken down. |
madrideternity:Roger that..am from Nkpa, in Bende LGA,Abia State. |
A lady named neneireh took to the comment section to reveal that Timi Dakolo’s wife is a runs way back in Bayelsa when she came for her Youth service.. See Screen Shots..
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US VISIT: Goodluck Jonathan fires back at Osinbajo over statement ____ Former President, Dr. Goodluck Jonathan has attacked Vice-President Yemi Osinbajo over some of the issues he (Osinbajo) raised during his visit to the United States of America. Speaking in New York yesterday, Osinbajo had claimed that, “As at 2010, Nigeria had about 112.7million people living in extreme poverty. Nothing in place, there was no Social Investment Programme, there was no social security, no way of taking people out of poverty.” But Jonathan, in a statement made available to DAILY POST on Tuesday by his media office and signed by Reno Omokri, said that Osinbajo has taken his lies to the US. He added, “My attention has been drawn to statements by the so-called Pastor Yemi Osinbajo, the deputy to General Muhammadu Buhari, in New York where, as usual, he made false statements to the media in an effort to explain away his non-performance in office. “The statement [by Osinbajo] is a lie and it is very easy to disprove Mr. Osinbajo’s fallacious assertions. “According to the United Nations and the World Poverty Clock, Nigeria overtook India as the world headquarters for extreme poverty on Tuesday, June 26, 2018, when her population of extremely poor people ‘INCREASED’ to an unprecedented 87 million people. “If, according to both the United Nations and the World Poverty Clock, Nigeria’s population of extremely poor people hit an unprecedented number of 87 million people in 2018 under General Buhari, how is it possible that there were 112.7 million people living in extreme poverty in 2010? “If that were true, then Nigeria would have overtaken India as the world headquarters for extreme poverty in 2010, because as at that time, India did not have such numbers of extremely poor people. “You see that no matter how far and fast Osinbajo’s regular falsehood travels, it will always be overtaken by truth. “The truth is that the period between 2010 and 2015 witnessed the most radical reduction in poverty, ever in Nigerian history. “For instance, according to the annual Global Hunger Index published by the US based International Food Policy Research Institute, whereas hunger increased in other parts of sub Saharan Africa, for the first time since records were kept, Hunger reduced in Nigeria by 20% in 2013 under the Jonathan administration. I encourage my readers to Google this information. “I should note that, according to the same International Food Policy Research Institute, hunger in Nigeria has risen every year since 2015. “Also, it is not true that there were ‘no Social Investment Programme’ under the Jonathan administration. On the contrary, the most successful social intervention programmes ever put in place in Nigeria, were introduced and implemented by the Jonathan government. “This included the SUBSIDY REMOVAL EMPOWERMENT PROGRAM called SURE-P, whereby roads, hospitals and child care clinics amongst others were funded from the proceeds of the partially removed subsidy (including the ongoing Second Niger Bridge that this administration dishonestly tried to take credit for), headed by renowned industrialist and diplomat, Dr. Christopher Kolade and the Conditional Cash Transfer program to poor Nigerians and pregnant women (which the Buhari administration has praised publicly). “The Jonathan administration also had several initiatives to turn around the lives of Nigerian youths including the Youth Enterprise With Innovation in Nigeria (YouWin), the Graduate Internship Scheme (GIS), the Presidential Special Scholarship Scheme for Innovations and Development scholarships (PRESSID) to First Class graduates of Nigerian universities to mention a few. “That same government also built 165 almajiri schools to help reduce the 12 million strong population of out of school children in Northern Nigeria, as well as built 12 new federal universities. “The policy of the Jonathan administration was that it was better to give Nigerians a HAND UP, via education and grants to start their own businesses, rather than give our people HANDOUTS of small sums of money that is essentially fish, but doesn’t teach them to fish. “In conclusion, I will like to say again that Mr. Osinbajo has shown himself to be a man of very base character, who lies as much as the devil that he preaches against and whose behaviour has undermined the faith of genuine believers. “It will be recalled that only last week, Mr. Osinbajo claimed that the 2019 elections were better than the 2015 elections, despite the verdict of the US, EU and AU to the contrary. “It is now left to those who gave him the title ‘pastor’ to determine whether he is representing Christ well. Judgment Day is coming. And we shall all give account.” |
blessedaunty:She should gather her evidence and charge biodun to court. |
Unfriend me What I'm going to type may not make sense to you, it may be the worst post you've read from me. You will expect me to follow the crowd because like the mob mentality, I'm not supposed to have sense but just follow. I understand. It's the Nigerian mentality to jump into any trending issue, become relevant with it, especially when it has to do with supporting anything female or women's movement. Excuse me. Before I start, let me remind you that my best treasure in the world are not my assets but my beloved daughter. She's the only reason I can kill. I love her more than I love myself and my son. She's my soulmate and everything that makes my world sweet. She's the only one that can tell me not to be a witness against Senator Peter Nwaoboshi and I wont be a witness but fortunately for me, she's still a baby who doesn't know I'm fighting corrupt people. I'm first a woman lover before a man lover... No apologies. But I still have my sense, my brains intact. I have never loved Pastor Biodun of COZA. I see him like the serpent in the Garden of Eden who plays on women's emotions, especially the Abuja girls who flock his church in their seductive short skirts and hugging gowns that will make a righteous man forget the kingdom of God. If I ever go to COZA, it's to partake in the sin that goes on there with the daughters of Eve. Their thick curvy girls makes the place a second Sodom and Gomorrah. He's manipulative in my thinking. Busola Dakolo I don't know. Her husband I know and loves his songs. His Great Nation song remains my best, reminding me of patriotism to a nation that cares about no one. I have watched the video of her rape claim against Biodun. It's sickening listening to it, but again I am not moved by emotions. From time immemorial, the biggest victim used against men have been rape. Joseph was accused of rape and we all know how he ended up in jail. In Europe and America, the easiest stunt pulled by a girl is rape against a man. The society we are is a world of women who once they mentioned they were raped by any man, majority are bound to believe. I do not know Busola reason for this accusation but the journalist in me believes in giving fair hearing to ALL SIDES especially in an issue that happened over a decade ago. Three times she claimed she was rape. Hell No. I can accept the first one grudgingly but not the second and third. Pastor Biodun must be a magician to have hypnotized her during the first encounter. If you have slept with virgins and I mean real virgin, you will understand why some men prefer to have a girl who have been deflowered. It's a battle. Even the second and third time remains almost like the first time especially when there is blood like she claimed With over five virgins passing through me (sorry if it hurts but this has to be proven beyond doubt), I can tell for sure that rape in that first instance can't be done in silence when there is someone inside the house like she said. I broke up with one of my virgin girlfriends in the University because the left side of my neck was bitten by her during the struggle to enter her Jerusalem without a Visa. Till date, once I hear virgin, I unconsciously remember my left neck and feel the teeth on it. With condom that has lubricant, it's a tug of war. Imagine going inside without condom and use of lubricant. Biodun will not only get bruises but he can't penetrate fully especially with her legs closed all throughout. Remember its rape not consent like she said. In rape, the victim continuously close her legs and holds on to anything to kill the pains of penetration. For the man, it's a struggle to keep opening the leg which will result to bruises. None of these happened in Busola and Biodun case. After the act, it's mostly obvious that something has happened as she's naturally expected to start acting strange in the house and getting moody, accompanied with the pains that comes with it, for a girl of seventeen. Her elder sister should have seen all these. When her parents comes back, they will notice their daughter withdrawing from their beloved Pastor. None of these happened. And Chude who did the interview like a replayed reality show wants me to believe it. As a child in JSS 1, I have been molested by Head Girls, who kept passing me round to every new Head Girl until my dad changed me to an all boys school. So I know the trauma I passed through those years but I could not also speak. Most of us have been victims of these but we must discern truth from emotions. Like Falz the bad guy sang, this story no dey add up, this fabu no dey add up. 'Krest' it on my chest that I'm supporting rape and it's your cross to carry not mine. For anyone to go extra mile to organise a protest so fast to COZA Church is simply loss of sanity. Because someone said she was raped which we haven't confirmed, our senses went away and emotions took over. For everyone planning to go to that church tomorrow for protest, you are one of the problem of Nigeria. You are the reason we are where we are today because of your gullibility. This is why Buhari said he will make N1 to $1 and we believed it. This is why the politicians keep using our brains because they know we have no brains to reason but believe everything without applying logic and reasoning. Protest against rape but not the one that needs time to prove. Protest against rape but not the one decided by social media influencers who will see it as their claim to fighting against injustice. Protest against rape but not the one that is told when a husband is asked to check the paternity of his children. Protest against the Ruga settlement which is Nigeria's biggest rape. Protest against the malfunction of government which when we call, you all pretend to develop deaf ears. Protest against going to immigration offices and you are told there's no booklet for weeks. Protest against underage marriage in the North and advocate for pens not penis. For randy Pastor Biodun, pack your church filled with the military tomorrow and flog mercilessly anyone that will disrupt your church service. Jesus flogged people in the temple, so should you. I believe in consent. I believe that wearing a short skirt does not mean consent. I believe that wearing a tight cloth does not mean penetrate. I believe wearing a sexy lingerie is not a call for sex. Most importantly, I believe in using my brains. F.O (God's Pen of Morality ✍) National President - Table Shakers Association COPIED FROM FACEBOOK |
Thales01:When he wants to go court..he doesn't need to explain much |
daddytime:When dey didn't not reach out to anyone..after 18 yes dey r coming out. Reno is so so right. The story doesn't add up..reeks of lie. |
hammerF1:U r a fool |
Saltybear:If he sent an IV Ronaldo will honour it..na oyibo ppl b dis..they hardly fail to honour such invitations.. And dey will never attend an event uninvited.. |
2 WIVES FALL FROM 3rd FLOOR WHILE FIGHTING IN ONITSHA. According to neighbours,the two women husbands are friends and share a flat in Awada. They two men get along very well,drink beers and even go to market together, but most times when they leave ,their wives always quarrel and fight. Yesterday as usual when their husbands left,the usual fight started at the balcony and the ring was not enough to contain "Undertaker and Broc Lesner" so both fall off the 3rd floor of the usual Onitsha 4 storey building and hit hard on the floor. Neighbours said one couldn't sit up and they suspect her spinal cord is broken while the other is with shattered bones. They are in Toronto hospital right now and have incurred heavy debts for... THE TWO TRADER FRIENDS WHOSE EVENING BEER AND NKWOBI MONEY HAVE BEEN CUT OFF.
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BossNation:The Snake Is Just Trying To Rep Its City Thile...It's Just Trying To - Reptile... |
derrydinny:Ppl who make such statements should be banned on nairaland for a long period...I don't know why all these hate and derogatory statements are being condoned on Nairaland |
Peter Obi Advises Gov. Ihedioha On Four Things To Avoid In The Office. 1. Don't fly chartered jets. Don't Waste IMO Money on Chartered Jets. Why pay for millions when you can pay N40,000 and get to your destination. 2. Office of First Lady, it cost millions to maintain that office and you can not afford it. IMO is in a mess. Your wife is the first lady of your house and heart, let her continue with her career. 3. Don't turn Government house into a party house, those that want to drink should go to the bar. 4. Listen to those that criticise you, they are your best advisers. Always find out why they were criticising you. Your predecessor leaves a debt of N100billion verified. But for free advice on debt management, I will recommend former governor of Cross River Lyle Imoke. |
VBCampaign:The moment he called Apostle Suleiman a deceiver I stopped reading.. |
Amuocha:Guy read well..not Edo state. Its a community. Akoko |
Nairaland has a lot of jealous and envious people... |
Game of Thrones 8.5, “The Bells”. You have been warned. Okay, let’s get this straight. Whatever else this week’s Game of Thrones was about, it was not about a hero turning bad. For one thing, if this show has taught us anything, it’s that there are no heroes, only protagonists: flawed people trying to do right thing, or to serve their own interests, and a lot of the time they can’t tell the difference between those motivations. The way the structure of the show has kept Jon Snow and Daenerys Targaryen on the sidelines until the final act may lead you to believe that they’re the heroes Westeros has been waiting for. But George R. R. Martin’s story has always delighted in overturning narrative conventions, and it’s not going to stop now. So Jon Snow is pure hearted, the true heir to the throne, and, in every sense that matters, a complete fucking idiot: he makes bad calls, has never actually won a battle, and has repeatedly had to be bailed out, mostly by his sisters. But the other characters, like a chunk of the audience, want to believe in him, because they desperately want a hero to make everything better. Daenerys, meanwhile, is a woman who has spent the last eight years developing an increasingly strong sense of her own destiny. She has repeatedly survived and prospered against the odds, leading her to believe her own propaganda, that she was born to reconquer Westeros and sit the Iron Throne. Then, at the moment she is poised to do just that, she magnanimously diverts from her path to deal with the small matter of saving the world. Of course she thinks she’s the second coming. But Westeros doesn’t agree, and Daenerys was never really the hero, because this story doesn’t have any. Her people do not welcome her with open arms. She sees her closest advisors die, and her more recent ones fail, or betray her. Two of her dragons are dead. And then she finds that the purpose to which she’s dedicated her life is a lie, because she’s not even the rightful heir: that title instead belonging to her lover, who also happens to be her nephew and who, even as he assures her he doesn’t want the throne, deals with this revelation by breaking up with her, leaving her feeling more isolated than ever. Ever since she calmly watched her husband murder her brother halfway through the first season, we have always known that Dany is capable of cruelty and violence when she feels threatened, and the fact those impulses have often been aimed at bad people does not change the fact they were there. (They were also, as Samwell Tarly would tell you, not always aimed at bad people.) And by the point her armies attack King’s Landing, Daenerys is isolated, and frightened, and traumatised. So when she doesn’t accept the city’s surrender, this is not because she’s turned bad, or evil, or whatever other adjective you want to use. All she does is lash out. But she controls the fantasy equivalent of a nuclear weapon: when she lashes out, thousands of people die. The argument being made is not that Dany was a villain all along, because in this story, there are no villains. It’s that you shouldn’t put that much power in the hands of any one vulnerable human, because they may one day be guided by rage or fear or loneliness. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that this episode showed us Cersei Lannister at her most vulnerable, even sympathetic, at the moment it showed Dany at her most brutal: we’re meant to realise that both have ended up as who and what they are because of the game they’ve been playing. Nor is it a coincidence that several other characters here are also motivated by revenge. The Hound is consumed by it, but warns Arya off, and she, having spent years nursing her kill list, finally grasps how destructive an impulse this is, and switches to trying to save lives rather than take them. The desire for vengeance, the story is saying, is toxic. (Jaime Lannister, whatever else you can say about him, is to the last motivated by love.) It was clear even before it had finished airing that a lot of people hated this episode, because of its brutality, or because they think it betrayed the characters or the story. But I found it one of the most powerful, most viscerally truthful, hours of television I have ever seen. And the critics are wrong about betrayal. This was always the story the show has been telling. This is the only way it could end.......Jonn Elledge |
Kidnapping saga by Fulani Herdsmen all over Nigeria.* *Kidnapping saga by Fulani Herdsmen all over Nigeria.* I was kidnapped on the Kaduna express way and here is my story I had no premonition that day when I boarded a cab, a golf car from Kaduna to Abuja. A few kilometres after Kaduna, shortly after the NYSC camp, around Dutse, on the express, we were assailed by a volley of gunfire targeted at tyres of vehicles on the express. Of course all vehicles trapped within the radius of fire had to stop and passengers ran across the express to the other side of the road. As we ran, we saw men in army camouflage wielding Ak47s run after us and dragged us back to the side we just fled from. No one escaped, they had seen us run and pursued us until we were all caught and rounded up. We were then marched in a single file into the bush. As we headed into the bush, they had us arranged in formation, one victim, one kidnapper and so on while the rest of the kidnappers formed two lines beside our single file. There was no escape as they repeatedly warned us that we would be shot if we tried to escape. We marched on for the full 6 hours into the bush; there were no huts, no buildings, no farmland, just endless vast arid land. I was able to gauge time because I was still wearing my wrist watch though my phone and bag had been taken by the kidnappers. Same with the rest of the others, victims like me, who had the misfortune of being on the road at that hour. As soon as our phones were taken, the sims were removed; this of course meant they didn’t want us traced. Our phones were auctioned off to a certain ‘Yellow,’ that was the name of the person on the other end of the line who bargained for our phones. I was in tatters in the course of our 6 hours’ trek; my gown had ripped open in my attempt to escape, my wig had fallen off and my tear stained face was caked with dirt and dust. I was the only woman among the victims; there were 35 of us and twice the number of kidnappers. I feared the worst would happen to me. I began to pray because these people were just smoking weed, they were not normal people. When we stopped, I quickly sought the face of one whom I perceived to be the leader. I went on my knees and crawled to his feet, groveling, weeping agonisingly and pleading. I said to him: ‘I know you are a good Muslim, one versed in the tenets of Islam and who knows the sanctity of marriage. Please protect my honour for I am a married woman. Please protect me.’ This leader, who must have been like 26 years at the most, wouldn’t look at my face and I quickly sensed that he couldnt bear to look at a crying woman and so I intensified my cries and pleas and grovelling. I rolled in the dust with snot running from one nostril to the other. Still, with his gaze averted he told me to stop crying and go join the rest of the victims where they were huddled on the ground. When I wouldn’t stop, he said sternly that if I didn’t stop then he wouldn’t help me. I stopped. He looked at me and told me I wouldn’t be touched by anyone of his boys. Then they started getting in touch with our people to demand for ransom. How did they contact our relatives? First off, they asked us all to call out the numbers of relatives we wanted them to contact for our ransom; once we gave the numbers, they would call them then allow us speak for just a few seconds before they took over the phone and made their demands. They used an old untraceable Nokia phone to make each of these calls and because they spoke Hausa to us but Fulani amongst themselves, I wasn’t able to catch much of what was said among them. Being the only woman, I was the first to be asked to introduce myself; name, state of origin, job, how much I had in my bank account and as they searched every nook and cranny of my bag and wallet; they wondered why I didn’t have an ATM card. Thankfully, that day was the day I didn’t travel with my ATM card. I told my kidnappers that I had no bank account; that I am a married woman with children who also happens to be a student. I pleaded, telling them my husband is poor and earns N8,500 monthly and that my family is very poor as well. I told them I was given to my husband at a young age to settle a debt my father had incurred. But they called me a harlot for leaving my children and going to school. I explained that it was my husband’s idea. He wanted me to go work to augment his salary and working required a certificate and so I had to go to school to earn one. Thankfully, my story was believed. I was soon to realize that these uneducated kidnappers didn’t know much. They decided I was worth N5million! Immediately I heard that, I raised my hands in surrender, ‘Just shoot me, there’s no way my husband or family will ever raise that amount of money, nobody in my village, Gorin goni, the poorest village in Kaduna, will give as much as N2,000. So please, just shoot me.’ The leader then drew me aside and asked me exactly how much my family could get, I said N10,000. He walked away in anger swearing that I would die. I was still haggling with them over my ransom, when God came through for me… There was another victim, a Customs officer from Kogi state who drew their ire; they discovered his identity from the ID Card found in his wallet. It was clear the kidnappers apparently hate the current government because victims who worked for government were singled out and thoroughly beaten with the sticks they used to herd cows. They said the government had impoverished its people and that those in government were thieves. Every chance they had they would beat the Customs officer. Despite my situation, I began to think of how to save him; so I called out that he must be a fake customs man as his service number is 10 digits instead of 6. They stopped and, thankfully the Customs guy cued in, he begged them saying indeed he was a fake customs man; he said he smuggled cars into the country and he had to do a fake ID to deceive the Customs officials who were collecting money from him. That’s how they stopped beating him! They demanded 10million off the Customs officers family! Then, there was also amongst us a Yoruba man who by all appearances was quite rich. Since the Yoruba man didn’t speak Hausa, I was his interpreter to the kidnappers. This Yoruba man jumped into the drainage tunnel when we were first attacked and fled to the bush but the kidnappers had gone after him and dragged him by the leg out of the tunnel into the open. So, he was caked in blood and dirt. This man told me I should tell the kidnappers he was willing to pay any amount they wanted! I had to shush him. I warned him, they will finish you o. But the man was jittery, you know how you Yoruba people are at the sign of trouble. At the end of the negotiation, they demanded N100 million from his family! You see, all of us victims had been thoroughly stripped of whatever we possessed. I was quick to have deleted my messages and email from my phone when the commotion started, that was my saving grace. So, when I said I didn’t even have enough money not to talk of a bank account, there were no alerts or bank details in my phone. The others were not so lucky. Each victim was asked to give the correct PIN number and amount left in their accounts. Any attempt to give a fake PIN was instant death upon discovery because they wouldn’t ask you again. How did God come through for me? I was the go-between who always had the phone so I could interpret when calls came in. One afternoon, they suddenly began to argue amongst themselves and so moved away from us victims. I suddenly found myself alone with the phone! I quickly dialed my brother and told him to keep negotiating, never to give accept the amount they asked for. You see, once a victim speaks to their family, the victim never gets to talk again until ransom is paid and families don’t realise they can haggle and negotiate the ransom! After demand for ransom was made from all victims/families, we began another stretch of travelling. We trekked for another 6 hours, making it a total of 12 hours trek from the express into the deepest parts of the bush. As we went along, we saw their armed vigilantes. Yes, the kidnappers had vigilantes to catch and kill runaway victims. They told us their vigilantes were well armed and since it was an open field, any runaway victim would be shot dead. When we got to what was our destination, it was a huge village, community of different ‘platoons’ of kidnappers who also had their own victims. So it was like a village business, hundreds of kidnappers, living side by side several hundreds more with each owning victims they raided off the roads. When we were eventually settled in an open place, the other ‘platoon’ of kidnappers came to ‘inspect us’, like we were spoils of war, loot they had come to admire. Suddenly, I was being ogled by boys no than 16 to 18. They told my kidnappers that I was a ‘good catch.’ They meant this in terms of rape. But I heard one of my kidnapper say, their leader forbade them from touching me but that they would see about it. I began to pray again that the leader doesn’t change his mind about protecting me. To cut a long story short, I was released on the third day after a ransom of N500,000 was paid on my behalf. No, my family didn’t raise all the money, my old school mates from the federal government girls’ secondary school I attended, helped raise the money as well. I have God and them and of course my traumatised family to thank for my release. The customs officer who was asked to bring N10 million, paid N5million. They asked our families to meet us at a certain place from where their okada rider look outs took them on a two hours’ ride inside the bush. There they counted the money, asked them to walk back and wait at a certain point for us. I and the customs officer were released together as our ransom was paid the same day. We walked for more than 8 hours to reunite with our families. I am home today but still so traumatized. I was happy when Governor El Rufia’s convoy went after some of them weeks ago. But a more concerted effort is needed. While I was there, an Airforce fighter jet came and hovered over the community of kidnappers. Yes, it means government is aware of their location. As soon as the fighter jet was sighted, the kidnappers assembled all of us victims on the edge of a water fall and pointed their weapons at us. They were prepared to shoot us if the fighter jet opened fire on them. At this point, we the victims began to wave off the fighter jet, we began to beg them to leave, whereas our kidnappers taunted and dared the fighter jet to drop lower so they could complete the massacre. I found out that victims whose families couldn’t raise money were taken to the edge and shot, their bodies would fall below and be swept away by the water. That way it won’t stink out the community. To date, no body has come to take my statements or ask me what happened. I mean the authorities haven’t contacted me. So they know exactly what is going on. (Series written and edited by Peju Akande and based on true stories) Pleas those travelling along Abuja-Kaduna route by road should be extremely careful. It is getting bloodier. |
To me I feel and think the worst thing or decision u will take is marrying a woman u don't love or have a connection with. It's better u stay in Germany do some menial jobs to keep ur self afloat while praying and hoping on God for something tangible and meaningful. With God anything is possible. You can still get a professional job with ur stem degree just keep praying sometimes our breakthroughs require patient waiting and steadfastness .I am not in support of u going to UK to start up life with a woman u don't love. Especially wen the family has started giving u ultimatums.Decisions made under duress hardly augur well. Stay put in Germany and do some menial jobs while praying and believing God. Also look for a way to get to Canada. They are a more liberal country .. |
*Kidnapping saga by Fulani Herdsmen all over Nigeria.* I was kidnapped on the Kaduna express way and here is my story I had no premonition that day when I boarded a cab, a golf car from Kaduna to Abuja. A few kilometres after Kaduna, shortly after the NYSC camp, around Dutse, on the express, we were assailed by a volley of gunfire targeted at tyres of vehicles on the express. Of course all vehicles trapped within the radius of fire had to stop and passengers ran across the express to the other side of the road. As we ran, we saw men in army camouflage wielding Ak47s run after us and dragged us back to the side we just fled from. No one escaped, they had seen us run and pursued us until we were all caught and rounded up. We were then marched in a single file into the bush. As we headed into the bush, they had us arranged in formation, one victim, one kidnapper and so on while the rest of the kidnappers formed two lines beside our single file. There was no escape as they repeatedly warned us that we would be shot if we tried to escape. We marched on for the full 6 hours into the bush; there were no huts, no buildings, no farmland, just endless vast arid land. I was able to gauge time because I was still wearing my wrist watch though my phone and bag had been taken by the kidnappers. Same with the rest of the others, victims like me, who had the misfortune of being on the road at that hour. As soon as our phones were taken, the sims were removed; this of course meant they didn’t want us traced. Our phones were auctioned off to a certain ‘Yellow,’ that was the name of the person on the other end of the line who bargained for our phones. I was in tatters in the course of our 6 hours’ trek; my gown had ripped open in my attempt to escape, my wig had fallen off and my tear stained face was caked with dirt and dust. I was the only woman among the victims; there were 35 of us and twice the number of kidnappers. I feared the worst would happen to me. I began to pray because these people were just smoking weed, they were not normal people. When we stopped, I quickly sought the face of one whom I perceived to be the leader. I went on my knees and crawled to his feet, groveling, weeping agonisingly and pleading. I said to him: ‘I know you are a good Muslim, one versed in the tenets of Islam and who knows the sanctity of marriage. Please protect my honour for I am a married woman. Please protect me.’ This leader, who must have been like 26 years at the most, wouldn’t look at my face and I quickly sensed that he couldnt bear to look at a crying woman and so I intensified my cries and pleas and grovelling. I rolled in the dust with snot running from one nostril to the other. Still, with his gaze averted he told me to stop crying and go join the rest of the victims where they were huddled on the ground. When I wouldn’t stop, he said sternly that if I didn’t stop then he wouldn’t help me. I stopped. He looked at me and told me I wouldn’t be touched by anyone of his boys. Then they started getting in touch with our people to demand for ransom. How did they contact our relatives? First off, they asked us all to call out the numbers of relatives we wanted them to contact for our ransom; once we gave the numbers, they would call them then allow us speak for just a few seconds before they took over the phone and made their demands. They used an old untraceable Nokia phone to make each of these calls and because they spoke Hausa to us but Fulani amongst themselves, I wasn’t able to catch much of what was said among them. Being the only woman, I was the first to be asked to introduce myself; name, state of origin, job, how much I had in my bank account and as they searched every nook and cranny of my bag and wallet; they wondered why I didn’t have an ATM card. Thankfully, that day was the day I didn’t travel with my ATM card. I told my kidnappers that I had no bank account; that I am a married woman with children who also happens to be a student. I pleaded, telling them my husband is poor and earns N8,500 monthly and that my family is very poor as well. I told them I was given to my husband at a young age to settle a debt my father had incurred. But they called me a harlot for leaving my children and going to school. I explained that it was my husband’s idea. He wanted me to go work to augment his salary and working required a certificate and so I had to go to school to earn one. Thankfully, my story was believed. I was soon to realize that these uneducated kidnappers didn’t know much. They decided I was worth N5million! Immediately I heard that, I raised my hands in surrender, ‘Just shoot me, there’s no way my husband or family will ever raise that amount of money, nobody in my village, Gorin goni, the poorest village in Kaduna, will give as much as N2,000. So please, just shoot me.’ The leader then drew me aside and asked me exactly how much my family could get, I said N10,000. He walked away in anger swearing that I would die. I was still haggling with them over my ransom, when God came through for me… There was another victim, a Customs officer from Kogi state who drew their ire; they discovered his identity from the ID Card found in his wallet. It was clear the kidnappers apparently hate the current government because victims who worked for government were singled out and thoroughly beaten with the sticks they used to herd cows. They said the government had impoverished its people and that those in government were thieves. Every chance they had they would beat the Customs officer. Despite my situation, I began to think of how to save him; so I called out that he must be a fake customs man as his service number is 10 digits instead of 6. They stopped and, thankfully the Customs guy cued in, he begged them saying indeed he was a fake customs man; he said he smuggled cars into the country and he had to do a fake ID to deceive the Customs officials who were collecting money from him. That’s how they stopped beating him! They demanded 10million off the Customs officers family! Then, there was also amongst us a Yoruba man who by all appearances was quite rich. Since the Yoruba man didn’t speak Hausa, I was his interpreter to the kidnappers. This Yoruba man jumped into the drainage tunnel when we were first attacked and fled to the bush but the kidnappers had gone after him and dragged him by the leg out of the tunnel into the open. So, he was caked in blood and dirt. This man told me I should tell the kidnappers he was willing to pay any amount they wanted! I had to shush him. I warned him, they will finish you o. But the man was jittery, you know how you Yoruba people are at the sign of trouble. At the end of the negotiation, they demanded N100 million from his family! You see, all of us victims had been thoroughly stripped of whatever we possessed. I was quick to have deleted my messages and email from my phone when the commotion started, that was my saving grace. So, when I said I didn’t even have enough money not to talk of a bank account, there were no alerts or bank details in my phone. The others were not so lucky. Each victim was asked to give the correct PIN number and amount left in their accounts. Any attempt to give a fake PIN was instant death upon discovery because they wouldn’t ask you again. How did God come through for me? I was the go-between who always had the phone so I could interpret when calls came in. One afternoon, they suddenly began to argue amongst themselves and so moved away from us victims. I suddenly found myself alone with the phone! I quickly dialed my brother and told him to keep negotiating, never to give accept the amount they asked for. You see, once a victim speaks to their family, the victim never gets to talk again until ransom is paid and families don’t realise they can haggle and negotiate the ransom! After demand for ransom was made from all victims/families, we began another stretch of travelling. We trekked for another 6 hours, making it a total of 12 hours trek from the express into the deepest parts of the bush. As we went along, we saw their armed vigilantes. Yes, the kidnappers had vigilantes to catch and kill runaway victims. They told us their vigilantes were well armed and since it was an open field, any runaway victim would be shot dead. When we got to what was our destination, it was a huge village, community of different ‘platoons’ of kidnappers who also had their own victims. So it was like a village business, hundreds of kidnappers, living side by side several hundreds more with each owning victims they raided off the roads. When we were eventually settled in an open place, the other ‘platoon’ of kidnappers came to ‘inspect us’, like we were spoils of war, loot they had come to admire. Suddenly, I was being ogled by boys no than 16 to 18. They told my kidnappers that I was a ‘good catch.’ They meant this in terms of rape. But I heard one of my kidnapper say, their leader forbade them from touching me but that they would see about it. I began to pray again that the leader doesn’t change his mind about protecting me. To cut a long story short, I was released on the third day after a ransom of N500,000 was paid on my behalf. No, my family didn’t raise all the money, my old school mates from the federal government girls’ secondary school I attended, helped raise the money as well. I have God and them and of course my traumatised family to thank for my release. The customs officer who was asked to bring N10 million, paid N5million. They asked our families to meet us at a certain place from where their okada rider look outs took them on a two hours’ ride inside the bush. There they counted the money, asked them to walk back and wait at a certain point for us. I and the customs officer were released together as our ransom was paid the same day. We walked for more than 8 hours to reunite with our families. I am home today but still so traumatized. I was happy when Governor El Rufia’s convoy went after some of them weeks ago. But a more concerted effort is needed. While I was there, an Airforce fighter jet came and hovered over the community of kidnappers. Yes, it means government is aware of their location. As soon as the fighter jet was sighted, the kidnappers assembled all of us victims on the edge of a water fall and pointed their weapons at us. They were prepared to shoot us if the fighter jet opened fire on them. At this point, we the victims began to wave off the fighter jet, we began to beg them to leave, whereas our kidnappers taunted and dared the fighter jet to drop lower so they could complete the massacre. I found out that victims whose families couldn’t raise money were taken to the edge and shot, their bodies would fall below and be swept away by the water. That way it won’t stink out the community. To date, no body has come to take my statements or ask me what happened. I mean the authorities haven’t contacted me. So they know exactly what is going on. (Series written and edited by Peju Akande and based on true stories) Pleas those travelling along Abuja-Kaduna route by road should be extremely careful. It is getting bloodier. |
⭕⭕ BREAKING: EFCC arrests Imo AG, accuses Okorocha of diverting N1bn for vote buying ⭕⭕ The Economic and Financial Crimes Commission has arrested the Accountant-General of Imo State, Uzoho Casmir, for allegedly helping Imo State Governor, Rochas Okorocha, to launder N1.05bn for the governorship and assembly elections on Saturday. The allegations were contained in an EFCC situation report which was obtained by The PUNCH on Friday. Okorocha, who is a member of the All Progressives Congress, is supporting his son-in-law, Nwosu of the Action Alliance against the governorship candidate of the APC, Senator Hope Uzodinma. The act earned Okorocha a suspension from the party last week. The EFCC report read in part, “The, EFCC, Enugu Zonal Office, Thursday, March 8, 2019 arrested the Acting Accountant General of Imo State, Mr. Uzoho Casmir, on suspicion of laundering the sum of N1.050bn through a new generation bank for the governor of the state, Rochas Okorocha. “Uzoho’s arrest followed intelligence report that the governor intended to use the money for vote buying in favour of a particular candidate in tomorrow’s gubernatorial election. Intelligence further revealed that Mr Casmir withdrew the amount in three tranches between Tuesday and Thursday this week in the following order; N200m on Tuesday, N500m on Wednesday and N350m on Thursday. “Meanwhile, the EFCC has blocked the traced accounts, while the arrested Accountant General has been providing useful information to the commission. Mr Casmir was before his appointment, a Director of Finance in Okorocha’s government and was in 2016 fingered in N2bn bailout fund scam, which was then given to the state by the Federal Government for the payment of salary arrears of civil servants.” https://punchng.com/breaking-efcc-arrests-imo-ag-accuses-okorocha-of-diverting-n1bn-for-vote-buying/ |
