₦airaland Forum

fiizznation:
Yes I'm a muslim. And what should we call CNN; anti-islam or pro-sunni right? I don't know why you choose to bring religion into this discussion now. So I ask you; Why must everything to you guys be about religion? And is not like you are even a jew. I believe you are intelligent enough to know that most of these international media outlets are pro-this or anti-that. Hope you really know. Smh

themosthigh:
These northern minority tribes can be very very ugly. See as him black. Is there any woman that kiss that mouth? I swear he looks barely human and more like a shaved gorilla. She as him head and jaw thick and heavy.
Look at his dressing sef. Ugly, unstylish, crude and local nigga.
He will make more money acting horror films than being a Journalist because this one no need any makeup at all to future for these movies. I am sure he is of the Bura tribe and probably have a big, long schlong which is a future of the least human negroid races.

Why will this one be lazy? Does he have a woman that will miss him when he dies? He has nothing to lose na. If I look like him, I will sell myself into slavery if they will accept me

fiizznation:
Amanpour don't do much reporting especially in places engulfed by crisis/war. You have to give it to Arwan damon, that lady is nuts in a brave way. Have you watched her short documentary on the "once dreaded sambisa forest"? The woman went into the heart of sambisa to show the world how BHT enclave looked like, it was even the first time I saw how sambisa looked like. Arwan reported from sambisa when BHT were at their very best in terror activities.

You just have to give it to the woman. She is a brave reporter. I don't even like CNN because of all the propaganda, but hey friend, Arwan is one reporter I admire and respect a lot in that news network. She got "balls".

MrIcredible:
NTA na U need glasses

themosthigh:
These northern minority tribes can be very very ugly. See as him black. Is there any woman that kiss that mouth? I swear he looks barely human and more like a shaved gorilla. She as him head and jaw thick and heavy.
Look at his dressing sef. Ugly, unstylish, crude and local nigga.
He will make more money acting horror films than being a Journalist because this one no need any makeup at all to future for these movies. I am sure he is of the Bura tribe and probably have a big, long schlong which is a future of the least human negroid races.

Why will this one be lazy? Does he have a woman that will miss him when he dies? He has nothing to lose na. If I look like him, I will sell myself into slavery if they will accept me

Love Machine:
Which TV station is he working for?

OAUTemitayo:
Aunty, Ki oko oloko lo fara gba ota ibon nijori ise meta ten kobo?
Edaju o

fiizznation:
Nice, but you can't do what zeina kudr(Aljazeera reporter) or Arwan damon(CNN reporter)(hope I got their names right) are doing. These women are really brave.

ladyF:
Si tu plait, en Anglais. Je ne comprend pas.

Kondomatic:
I came here to see flying bullets

69MissedCalls:
The fact remains: 99% of journalists are lazy. They don't report during the war. When its over, they'll just stand near damaged things and be talking

curiositymaster:
You must be a very hard-working personality. How about you doing some part-time journalism jobs like interviewing Shekau?

DrGraveYardz:
Is the Third journalist pregnant?

69MissedCalls:
The people that interviewed Osama didn't have 2 heads. Its not impossible to talk to a terrorist

OAUTemitayo:
Aunty, Ki oko oloko lo fara gba ota ibon nijori ise meta ten kobo?
Edaju o

Love Machine:
Which TV station is he working for?

Tribute to Krees Imodibie
Published by Nigerian Compass on Tue, 20 Dec 2011

Krees Imodibie, the late former Political Editor of The Guardian, had he survived the blood-sucking devilry of Liberian war lord, Charles Taylor and his notorious band of brigands, would have been rounding off a big event by now.It is now exactly 21 years since he was declared missing in action at the Liberian war front as the year 1990 got on the home stretch. I had teased him just before he left on his second trip to Monrovia on when he hoped to retire from doing dangerous missions with 'extra-ordinary courage and determination.' And he had jokingly responded: 'Perhaps in 21 years time. I want to retire as a five-star general.' 21 was a number we delighted in sharing jokes with, in the lighter mood, following a comic birthday show we experienced together.

How hard it was to admit Imodibe was dead when the then Information Minister, Chief Alex Akinyele, spoke philosophically about it to journalists late 1990! Even when the then ECOMOG Field Commander, Major-General Joshua Dogonyaro, broke the news mid-January, 1991 that Imodibe, with his Champion counterpart, Tayo Awotusin, had in fact been killed, it was still difficult to believe such a time-tested human armoured tank of a warrior could die so helplessly.

Accomplished warriors do not die just like that. But after Akinyele, whose sources were supposed to be unimpeachable, later announced Federal Government's compensatory gestures to the families of the two dead journalists, reason informed it was time to start persuading one's mind to stop playing Doubting Thomas. Life had indeed been snuffed out of a generalissimo who was himself no less a determined and uncompromising warrior than his assailant, Charles Taylor, and the erratic Yemmie Johnson who are still very much around.But while those two rebels sought to wrest political power killing and maiming, Imodibe fought a completely different war and on an equally different battle field. It was the war against the ravaging odds of a humble background, to access success in spite of this and carve a niche for himself in intellectual enterprise and his chosen profession. And he was winning, with as much metamorphosis in his progress as in his name.

Born Christopher Alelo Imodibie on May 22, 1959, it was at the Grade Two Government Teachers' College, Ikorodu (which we both attended between 1975 and 1978) that his endowment began to blossom. His partnership with me in editing the school's Press Club's weekly, Servers' Times, and quarterly, The Moon, was a most memorable experience in eagletic literary and intellectual craftsmanship. A potentially great lad, he exhibited dazzling intelligence, activist energy and intellectual drive ' potentials whose development was being seriously threatened by the odds of life. So, he resolved to fight those odds to a standstill.

After two years as 'small teacher,' Imodibe, who had since become Chrislyn, and having cleared his GCE papers burning the midnight oil all by himself, headed, October 1980, for the University of Jos armed with only his intelligence and determination. He secured a transfer, October, 1981, to the University of Lagos where his outstanding qualities came to the fore when he moved to contest the Students' Union's post of Secretary-General for the 1982/83 session. But before he recorded his marvelous landslide victory in the election, and spurred on by his activist's desire to accord his person the uniqueness of character commensurate with his unusual talent and achiever disposition, Chris had become Krees.

He obtained his first degree in Philosophy in 1984. But meanwhile, his articles had been dominating the pages of a number of Nigerian newspapers, especially The Guardian, such that after his youth service in 1985, he joined the giant as a matter of course. With a Masters degree in Political Science successfully completed in 1989 still at UNILAG, he rose progressively, at The Guardian, to the post of political editor. That he promised to 'wash' for us after he might have returned from Liberia. He never did; a victim of his major 'weakness' ' his irrepressible restlessness, enveloped, surprisingly, in the extreme of harmlessness. Imodibe would not hurt a fly, but he must be there where a fly was being hurt. Ask 'MalLam Kakuri,' whose personality was a harbinger of charm, warmth, friendliness and serenity, why he was not keen on covering an event and he would retort: 'but action no dey there now.' The import of that statement was the barometer of his life: he always wanted to be 'where the action is.': And so, I would have been surprised if he had conceded the Liberian assignment to someone else.He did not! Like a true, fearless commander, he went, and with the genius, valour, vigour, drive and ingenuity in him as his troops. Neither the commander nor any of his troops has returned 21 years after disappearance. That was unlike the classical example of a symbolic event in which I experienced him exhibit raw courage and fearlessness, even as just a boy.

It was at the Teachers' College in the 1977/78 session. Our Ranodu House was pitched against Ayangbure House in an inter-house football competition. Our House's two goalkeepers (including the school team's no. 1) were unavailable, forcing me to switch from midfield to central defence. Out of the blues, Imodibe, not known to be a footballer let alone a goalkeeper, volunteered to take on the dangerous duty of confronting our opponents parading virtually the school team's attack. I wondered and he countered: 'No be just to block the ball with my body'' We were eventually beaten 6-0. But it was inspiring watching him block the whistling shots with his arms, chest, face and even groin. Even with bruises all over him, he refused to give way. His heroics in courage and fearlessness earned him the sobriquet 'Goalkeeper Attouga' after Tunisia's 1978 World Cup safe hands. Playing his familiar game at the highest level, Imodibie went to the Liberian war front to block the bullets with his life! That was even despite the fact that his articles then were apparently pro-Taylor and the Nigerian media did much to impress this on the war lords while he was still just 'missing.' This highlights the danger journalists (in the course of discharging their duties) and other men on the move face in warring nations. Recently, in spite of the Nigerian government's recognition of the Libyan rebels, it was widely reported Nigerians were slaughtered by late Colonel Muammar Gaddafi's tormentors. Yet, this was another adventure the one who believed that with courage, all missions were surmountable would have loved to do were he still here with us. Regrettably, he no longer is. And I don't envy journalists at all, no, I don't. But refreshingly, Imodibie, I feel convinced, is only right now 'where the action is.' So, rest on, Imodibe, continue to rest in perfect peace. 'Akinola wrote in via del.prof@writing.com

BudeYahooCom:
Amanpour and co. report the war WHILE it is going on and bullets are flying all over the place.

Kondomatic:
I came here to see flying bullets

fiizznation:
Amanpour don't do much reporting especially in places engulfed by crisis/war. You have to give it to Arwan damon, that lady is nuts in a brave way. Have you watched her short documentary on the "once dreaded sambisa forest"? The woman went into the heart of sambisa to show the world how BHT enclave looked like, it was even the first time I saw how sambisa looked like. Arwan reported from sambisa when BHT were at their very best in terror activities.

You just have to give it to the woman. She is a brave reporter. I don't even like CNN because of all the propaganda, but hey friend, Arwan is one reporter I admire and respect a lot in that news network. She got "balls".

69MissedCalls:
The fact remains: 99% of journalists are lazy. They don't report during the war. When its over, they'll just stand near damaged things and be talking

Justdulla:
thats means you dont watch TVC or Channels TV then