So Una sabi politics abi, Jonathan don lose and Buhari na winner ba?
If we get fooled twice, that one go mean say our youth and so called elite na mumu.....

Jonathan is far better than Buhari.

Come on! Are you telling Nigerians that the only way federal government can build infrastructures in south east is by them joining the ruling party(APC)? Wat happened to "I belong to everybody and I belong to no body" was that one of his lies or was his inauguration speech written by someone?

Point of correction Mr kalu, non of the federal roads in south east is being worked on right now. The worst part is these road are no longer in slight managing condition but you Mr kalu has chosen to publicly commend Buhari for not doing anything in south east because you want your evil past to be erased.

I pity my pple in south east and south south, until we stand together to recall all these our representative in the senate that are just sitting there collecting millions of money, watching as developmental projects are being awarded to other region while their region suffer.

With my optimistic mind a say IT IS WELL but deep down I know it can never be better as long as we all sit and watch our leaders lead us into suffering. Nothing is given freely; we need to stand up and fight for our rights within the law.

God bless us all.

Its painful for me when few young adults insult each other because of tribal difference. Its even more painful when I see how my fellow igbos respond to hate speech.
. you can't fight hate with hate and you can't cover the sun or prevent it from shining. Every tribe in Nigeria has its good and bad side, and that an Igbo person desires so much to be successful by all means is the product of the civil war and the way government handled it..

Please and please lets focus our youthful energy on saying good things about each other and remember karma is real..... Do good get good, talk bad about someone. Pple will talk evil of you.

Dont hate me because am ibo, Hausa or Yoruba.

That you can type good English doesn't make you wise...am ashamed of you guys(Hausa's, Igbo's and Yoruba's). Bleep all of you that propagates hatred, Bleep Igbo haters... I believe in one Nigeria!

Make una just dey insult una self just like amateurs, I call that stupidity in EXCELSIS. Mind how una choice of words!

My father’s generation suffered a
disastrous war, and saw death of loved
ones and friends. Wars have deep
psychological effects on the people.
While most of them participated in the
war either as adults or child-soldiers,
others were too young, or, even, babies,
and bore the brunt of the war as its
unfortunate victims. This bloody war
affected mostly people of the South
Eastern Nigeria. I must respect their
courage at that time and how they were
able to pick up after that and, indeed,
recover within an impressively short
time, especially, after their wealth was
decimated and they were handed a
paltry twenty pounds by the
Government of the Federation of
Nigeria no matter the amount standing
to the credit of the Igbo holder of the
account. The story of a typical South-
Easterner is a story of inspiration and
courage in the midst of adverse
circumstances. One of my grouses with
my father’s generation is that they have
failed, either by default or design, to
teach my generation about the Nigerian
Civil War sufficiently. No effort has been
made to incorporate the War in
educational curriculums so that my
generation can learn what actually
happened, its remote and immediate
causes, the effects of the war; and how
to prevent same from recurring.
Instead, the War is covered with a
blanket. A recent example of the
authoritarian muting of the lessons of
the War is the initial refusal of the
Nigerian Film and Video Censor Board
to approve the viewing of the screen
adaptation of Chimamanda Adichie’s
novel “Half of a Yellow Sun” in Nigeria.
In Europe, people still visit major sites
of WWI to lay wreaths etc.
Remembrance Days are still observed.
But, in Nigeria, my father’s generation
made no such plans.
They did well, though, in the evolution
of meaningful highlife music which is
still the best form of music that Nigeria
can offer. Their generation saw
dedicated and responsible highlife
musicians. They had a lot of great souls
that the country might never have again
who sang about a wide range of issues:
Rex Jim Lawson. Fela Anikulapo Kuti, Sir
Victor Uwaifo, Chief Stephen Osita
Osadebe, Dr. Victor Olaiya, King Sunny
Ade, Sunny Okosun etc.
My father’s generation went to the
universities in the 1960s, ’70s and ’80s.
They got education of a superlative
quality. They were educated when
Nigeria’s value system and set of
morals had not gone to the dogs or
thrown out of the window. Those were
the days when you dare not bribe a
Headmaster. Most of them went to the
universities with scholarships, with
every single thing paid for. My
generation is regaled by my father’s
generation to the point of ennui of how
their daily meals in the hostels were all
of eggs and chicken parts and how their
laundries were done by members of
staff specially appointed for that
particular assignment. It is an
indictment on my father’s generation’s
lack of foresight that the first students’
riot in the history of Nigerian university
system was in the 1970s over a matter
as mundane as the reduction of chicken
ration in their meals. My father’s
generation never sorted any lecturer;
and they were taught by qualified,
sometimes expatriate, other times
foreign-trained Nigerian lecturers who
were passionate about lecturing. My
father’s peers had options of where to
work immediately after their studies.
Most of them were besieged by
companies on their graduation days,
wooing them to come and work for
them. Most had up to five choices of
where to work.
Most of the universities then were of
new facilities; they had good
classrooms, hostels; and the graduates
faced little or no competitions after the
university. Nigerian educational
institutions were so strong then, you
dare not cheat in exams etc. Today,
Nigerian Universities are suffering from
a reversal of fortunes. University of
Ibadan, for instance, then, was amongst
the best ten in Africa. The same
university today is the 35th in Africa
according to the current Webometrics
ranking of African universities. My
father’s generation never cared to
sustain the quality of education they
enjoyed for my generation. Today, they
are the big professors of today, vice-
chancellors, principals, headmasters
etc. They are in charge of all sectors of
our national polity. They never thought
of maintaining the standard of
education in these universities,
secondary schools, primary schools, all
of them. They never paused to wonder
if my generation will enjoy the privilege
of being accosted by prospective
employers for jobs the same way they
all got jobs the next day after
graduation. Most of them today are
Principals, and have their schools being
used as special centres during WASSCE,
NECO and JAMB exams. Most of them
that work in senior positions at the
bodies that administer these exams are
the ones that release these question-
papers through the backdoor to my own
generation for financial gratification.
They are the professors and lecturers
that my generation sorts today to get
better grades. Worst of all, they never
thought of population explosion and so
have no safety net to cushion its dire
consequences.

IT TOOK me time to decide finally to
write this. Courage was needed to
embark on this self-imposed
assignment. This is because, while I
thought very deeply inside of me that
this should be written, I was also
considering that I should not make
some people feel really bad. But, then,
this has to be written. And my reference
to my father’s generation, for clarity
sake, is a reference to Nigerians that
were born in the 1930s, 40s, 50s and
60s.
My father’s generation also comprises
those Nigerians that were still pretty
young or mostly in the universities or
just joined the civil service in the 1960s
(when most African nations got their
independence), and suffered the
Nigerian Civil War; the ’70s; the ’80s;
and, therefore, definitely inherited a
very young Nigeria. I am referring to
the generation that started managing
the country’s affairs since the late ’70s
and has done so for decades.
I am referring to the generation that is
still currently handling the affairs of the
country: the president, ministers,
permanent secretaries, governors,
senators, commissioners, House of
Representatives members; retired and
about to retire civil servants, judges, big
business men, top shots in the army
police, navy, custom etc. The generation
that has started fading away; retiring
from the civil service, military,
businesses, superior and inferior courts
of record and other aspects of our
national life. Conversely, for clarity sake
also, my reference to my own
generation is a reference to Nigerians
that were born in the 1970s, ’80s, and
’90s for now. This exposition is
necessary primarily because a
generation prepares an enabling
environment for the generation
succeeding it, as obtained in most
developed countries. These developed
countries epitomize a functional society
where there are public goods:
functioning hospitals, schools, roads,
and metro stations; with 95% of the
population having access to food,
shelter; with low inequality gap, great
standard of living, strong working class
etc. Such developed countries are also
characterized by a responsive police
force, where you call the police and
within minutes, the police is knocking on
your door. The policemen in these
countries know everyone on the street,
and can address everyone on this same
street by their first names.
Though I see a serious lack of faith in
my own generation, and harbour the
suspicion that my own generation may
be worse in managing the affairs of
Nigeria, I seriously think that my
father’s generation caused it, which you
will have cause to believe too as we
further explore this topic. Already, my
own generation has started showing
traces of pre-failure: a highly money-
conscious and materialistic generation;
a generation where someone leaves
the university today and wants to own
cars, houses, and all the modern
gadgets within a year; a generation of
showing off, and with little or no
patience to grow in a responsible
career; a generation afflicted by the
worst side of corruption; a generation
with apathetic attitude to academic
excellence, exposed to low quality
education characteristic of the Nigerian
education sector with graduates that
cannot speak good English as its
regrettable products; a generation that
graduates from the universities by
sorting-bribing lecturers; a generation
that browses answers with telephones
during exams; a generation that
depends on question-paper leaks to be
able to pass West African Senior School
Secondary Certificate Examinations
(WASSCE), National Examination
Council (NECO), Joint Admission and
Matriculation Body (JAMB) exams etc; a
generation of exam malpractices across
all levels of education; a generation that
wants to make quick money as soon as
possible through any available means
whether such means be by crook or by
hook; a generation of a good
percentage of school dropouts, all
pursuing careers in the music industry,
as a gateway to instant financial
freedom and yet never sang anything
meaningful; a generation of young men
wearing dreadlocks, earrings, with
funny guitars, sagged trousers and all
manner of chains which they call blings
hanging around their necks; a
generation that is marked by eroded
values, integrity, and morals with sex as
the order of the day. A generation
where the National Association of
Nigerian Students’ leaders do not have
any cause that they are pursuing, never
criticize the government or
demonstrate, except to follow
politicians up and down for financial
gains.
Every father that I have met criticizes
my generation, affirming that there is
no hope in us. But the truth remains
that every problem has a root; and this
root, unchecked, developed into the
socio-cultural malaise pervading the
country today. Few of us have bothered
to ascertain the origin of this trouble. I
have therefore taken it as a burning
passion to focus on the cause of the
problem while looking at the problem.
This is what I called a holistic approach.
I am not trying to defend my
generation. Hell No! What I have set out
to do is to present my case. This is
because while it is convenient for my
father’s generation to blame my
generation, it is also incumbent on my
generation, especially those
impassioned members of my
generation who share the same ideals
and values with me, to remind my
father’s generation of their legacy of
profligacy which has landed Nigeria into
the very state in which they leave us.

A Speech delivered by Nnamdi Azikiwe
titled:
“Address to the Ibo People”
at the meeting of the Ibo State Assembly
(ISA) held at Aba, Nigeria, on Saturday,
June 25, 1949.
Harbingers of a new day for the Ibo
nation,
having selected me to preside over the
deliberations of this assembly of the Ibo
nation, I am conscious of the fact that you
have not done so because of any
extraordinary attributes in me. I realize
that
I am not the oldest among you, nor the
wisest, nor the wealthiest, nor the most
experienced, nor the most learned. I am
therefore grateful to you for elevating me
to
this high pedestal.
The Ibo people have reached a cross-road
and it is for us to decide which is the right
course to follow. We are confronted with
routes leading to diverse goals, but as I
see it, there is only one road that I can
safely recommend for us to tread, and it is
the road to self-determination for the Ibo
within the framework of a federated
commonwealth of Nigeria and the
Cameroons, leading to a United States of
Africa. Other roads, in my opinion, are
calculated to lead us astray from the path
of national self-realization.
It would appear that God has specially
created the Ibo people to suffer
persecution and be victimized because of
their resolute will to live. Since suffering is
the label of our tribe, we can afford to be
sacrificed for the ultimate redemption of
the children of Africa. Is it not fortunate
that the Ibo are among the few remnants
of
indigenous African nations who are still
not spoliated by the artificial niceties of
Western materialism? Is it not historically
significant that throughout the glorious
history of Africa, the Ibo is one of the
select few to have escaped the humiliation
of a conqueror’s sword or to be a victim of
a Carthaginian treaty? Search through the
records of African history and you will fail
to find an occasion when, in any pitched
battle, any African nation has either
marched across Ibo territory or subjected
the Ibo nation to a humiliating conquest.
Instead, there is record to show that the
martial prowess of the Ibo, at all stages of
human history, has rivaled them not only
to survive persecution, but also to adapt
themselves to the role thus thrust upon
them by history, of preserving all that is
best and most noble in African culture and
tradition. Placed in this high estate, the Ibo
cannot shirk the responsibility conferred
on it by its manifest destiny. Having
undergone a course of suffering the Ibo
must therefore enter into its heritage by
asserting its birthright, without apologies.
Follow me in a kaleidoscopic study of the
Ibo. Four million strong in man-power! Our
agricultural resources include economic
and food crops which are the bases of
modern civilization, not to mention fruits
and vegetables which flourish in the
tropics! Our mineral resources include
coal, lignite, lead, antimony, iron,
diatomite, clay, oil, tin! Our forest products
include timber of economic value,
including iroko and mahogany! Our fauna
and flora are marvels of the world! Our
land
is blessed by waterways of world renown,
including the River Niger, Imo River, Cross
River! Our ports are among the best
known
in the continent of Africa. Yet in spite of
these natural advantages, which illustrate
without doubt the potential wealth of the
Ibo, we are among the least developed in
Nigeria, economically, and we are so
ostracized socially, that we have become
extraneous in the political institutions of
Nigeria.
I have not come here today in order to
catalogue the disabilities which the Ibo
suffer, in spite of our potential wealth, in
spite of our teeming man-power, in spite
of our vitality as an indigenous African
people; suffice it to say that it would
enable you to appreciate the manifest
destiny of the Ibo if I enumerated some of
the acts of discrimination against us as a
people. Socially, the British Press has not
been sparing in describing us as ‘the most
hated in Nigeria’. In this unholy crusade,
the Daily Mirror, The Times, The
Economist, News Review and the Daily
Mail have been in the forefront. In the
Nigerian Press, you are living witnesses of
what has happened in the last eighteen
months, when Lagos, Zaria and Calabar
sections of the Nigerian Press were
virtually encouraged to provoke us to
tendentious propaganda. It is needless for
me to tell you that today, both in England
and in West Africa, the expression ‘Ibo’ has
become a word of opprobrium.
Politically, you have seen with your own
eyes how four million people were
disenfranchized by the British, for
decades, because of our alleged
backwardness. We have never been
represented on the Executive Council, and
not one Ibo town has had the franchise,
despite the fact that our native political
institutions are essentially democratic—in
fact, more democratic than any other
nation in Africa, in spite of our extreme
individualism.
Economically, we have laboured under
onerous taxation measures, without
receiving sufficient social amenities to
justify them. We have been taxed without
representation, and our contributions in
taxes have been used to develop other
areas, Out of proportion to the incidence
of
taxation in those areas. It would seem that
we are becoming a victim of economic
annihilation through a gradual but studied
process. What are my reasons for
cataloguing these disabilities and
interpreting them as calculated to
emasculate us, and so render us impotent
to assert our right to life, liberty and the
pursuit of happiness?
I shall now state the facts which should be
well known to any honest student of
Nigerian history. On the social plane, it will
be found that outside of Government
College at Umauhia, there is no other
secondary school run by the British
Government in Nigeria in Ibo-land. There
is
not one secondary school for girls run by
the British Government in our part of the
country. In the Northern and Western
Provinces, the contrary is the case. If a
survey of the hospital facilities in Ibo-land
were made, embarrassing results might
show some sort of discrimination. Outside
of Port Harcourt, fire protection is not
provided in any Ibo town. And yet we have
been under the protection of Great Britain
for many decades!
On the economic plane, I cannot
sufficiently impress you because you are
too familiar with the victimization which is
our fate. Look at our roads; how many of
them are tarred, compared, for example,
with the roads in other parts of the
country? Those of you who have travelled
to this assembly by road are witnesses of
the corrugated and utterly unworthy state
of the roads which traverse Ibo-land, in
spite of the fact that four million Ibo
people pay taxes in order, among others,
to have good roads. With roads must be
considered the system of communications,
water and electricity supplies. How many
of our towns, for example, have complete
postal, telegraph, telephone and wireless
services, compared to towns in other
areas
of Nigeria? How many have pipe-borne
water supplies? How many have electricity
undertakings? Does not the Ibo tax-payer
fulfill his civic duty? Why, then, must he be
a victim of studied official victimization?
Today, these disabilities have been
intensified. There is a movement to
disregard traditional organization in the
Ibo
nation by the introduction of a specious
system of a form of local government. The
placing of the Ibo nation in an artificial
regionalization scheme has left an unfair
impression of attempted domination by
minorities of the Ibo people. In the House
of Assembly and the Legislative Council
the electoral college system has aided in
the complete disenfranchisement of the
Ibo. As a climax, spurious leadership is
being foisted upon us—a mis-leadership
which receives official recognition, thus
stultifying the legitimate aspirations of the
Ibo. This leadership shows a palpable
disloyalty to the Ibo and loyalty to an alien
protecting power.
The only worthwhile stand we can make
as
a nation is to assert our right to self-
determination, as a unit of a prospective
Federal Commonwealth of Nigeria and
the
Cameroons, where our rights will be
respected and safeguarded. Roughly
speaking, there are twenty main dialectal
regions in the Ibo nation, which can be
conveniently departmentalized as
Provinces of an Ibo State, to wit: Mbamili
in the northwest, Aniocha in the west,
Anidinma and Ukwuani in the southeast,
Nsukka and Udi in the north, Awgu, Awka
and Onitsha in the centre, Ogbaru in the
south, Abakaliki and Afikpo in the
northwest, Okigwi, Orlu, Owerri and
Mbaise
in the east, Ngwa, Bende, Abiriba Ohafia
and Etche in the southwest. These
Provinces can have their territorial
boundaries delimited, they can select their
capitals, and then can conveniently
develop their resources both for their
common benefit and for those of the other
nationalities who make up this great
country called Nigeria and the
Cameroons.
The keynote in this address is self-
determination for the Ibo. Let us establish
an Ibo State, based on linguistic and ethnic
factors, enabling us to take our place side
by side with the other linguistic and ethnic
groups which make up Nigeria and the
Cameroons. With the Hausa, Fulani,
Kanuri,
Yoruba, Ibibio (Iboku), Angus (Bi-Rom),
Tiv, Ijaw, Edo, Urhobo, ltsekiri, Nupe,
Igalla,
Ogaja, Gwari, Duala, Bali and other
nationalities asserting their right to self-
determination each as separate as the
fingers, but united with others as a part of
the same hand, we can reclaim Nigeria
and
the Cameroons from this degradation
which it has pleased the forces of
European imperialism to impose upon us.
Therefore, our meeting today is of
momentous importance in the history of
the Ibo, in that opportunity has been
presented to us to heed the call of a
despoiled race, to answer the summons to
redeem a ravished continent, to rally
forces
to the defence of a humiliated country,
and
to arouse national consciousness in a
demoralized but dynamic nation.
Sources:
Nnamdi Azikiwe, Zik: A Selection from the
Speeches of Nnamdi Azikiwe, Governor-
General of the Federation of Nigeria
formerly President of the Nigerian Senate
formerly Premier of the Eastern Region of
Nigeria (Cambridge: Cambridge University
Press, 1961).
• 1886-1960

I just wish....... Hmmmmmmmmm

"Husband Scarcity" has become one of the challenges faced by many young girls today. If you go to prayer houses, majority of the intentions are prayer for a life partner. And this calls for concern.
Casting our minds back to the time of our mothers and grandmothers, was there
really much of a "Husband Scarcity" problem? Or, maybe there were more men than women then, or there was an adequate corresponding numbers of both genders. I don't think so. Maybe then, the women had values and were prepared to build a
home and not park into a built home. Then, once a young man comes of age and can at least feed himself and his wife, he goes out in search of a wife and the woman really appreciates him and helps him to build a future.
What am I really trying to say? We created what we now see as "Husband Scarcity" for ourselves. Today, the reverse is the case. Ask an average girl to define her dream husband; you get things like "he has to be tall, handsome, fair, and rich, own a house at least, and be presentable" and then she adds "God fearing" in order not to sound so worldly. Then, check the number of girls around you and the number of men that meet that standard, and you will see the problem. You hear girls say, "I cannot suffer in my father's house and then go and start suffering with a man." What a wonderful dream! What if from the beginning, you have everything you want and there is no suffering, and later in the marriage, the table turns around, then comes suffering? Will you run away? No one prays for suffering, but it is good to start small and end big, than start big and end small. The problem is that the description majority of girls give of their ideal man is virtually the same. When 50 girls want the same kind of man and the man that fits what they want is just 1 man, and the man can only pick one. Then, what becomes of 49 others? They simply start lamenting of "Husband Scarcity". Another irony of our time is that it is hard, due to the face of our economy to find a man who is of marriage age who possesses all
those things these ladies want, legally (except those involved in Internet fraud); even the number of those in Internet fraud is not enough to match all those searching for already made husbands.
If you look around, majority of the ladies of substance, of good value and virtue, who are ready to build a home with a man who has prospects, are married and not complaining of husband scarcity. The easiest way to find a husband now, is to change your view of who a husband is. A husband is that man God made and then saw that it may be hard for him to really actualize his purpose for making him, without a help mate and then made the woman and gave to him, and he felt complete and fulfilled.
MARRIAGE IS NOT A POVERTY ALLEVIATION PROGRAM.
It is a mission of building the family of God here on earth. For those who see marriage as a way out of poverty, it is a way into bondage. Women are HOME BUILDERS, not HOME WARMERS... DON'T CONFUSE A MAN'S PATH WITH HIS DESTINY. Where he is today, may only be a route to where God has destined him to be tomorrow. Another truth is that YOU MAY BE THE ONLY FAST MEANS TO THAT HIS DESTINATION. Join in alleviating "husband scarcity".
PICK UP THE RIGHT VALUES.
I am not saying that you should pick anyone that comes your way and talks of marriage, not all men are husband materials. What I am saying is that you should stop setting your standard on material acquisitions or
physical appearances. Look beyond the physical.
WHAT MAKES A MAN WHO HE IS, IS NOT WHAT HE OWNS OR HOW HE LOOKS, IT IS WHAT HE IS MADE UP OF.
And that which he is made of is, most times, not seen with the physical eyes, only its
effects can be seen.
Marriage is a permanent thing. Whatever is seen is temporal and that which is not seen is permanent. Relax and go to God in prayer. God did not just make Eve for making sake; He made her for Adam's need to be met. May God help us all. Amen

In the desert, we Igbos make rain. Nomata how hard we re pushed, we always remain firm n strong. Onye maa aka, anyi ime ya ihe umuaka!

Enough of all this bullshit!!! Enough of all this bullshit!!! My fellow country men n women, the Igbo's will surely get there.

PDP all the way.... Ambode is from Ogun state....

Every failure has an excuse!!!!! GMB ur a failure

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