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Dharniel:
i very much agree, he's a very good analyst. i had to unfollow him cuz whenever i read any thread/post, the thread/post is always convincing me to follow PDP but that's not gonna happen. instead of reading his post frequently, i unfollowed him...

Can we compare these destruction of boko haram weapons to that of my HERO(GEJ) administration

KARMA ehn

The way u pple supported my HERO(GEJ) abi

I see cat.

I still don't trust the chief looter

Has igbo people say or do anything against islam. Don't start religious war here

iamtomiymb:
buhari as never say or do anyf against christainity. Don't start religoin enemity here

I have missed u man

SeverusSnape:
Ah!... Egbon Temi

Long time no see my brother...I was in prison. -Nairaland prison.

They hate buhari administration because buhari hate their region

Brother, long time no see

SeverusSnape:
The dullard has no choice.

GOATandYAMtheory How Far?

Beautiful people!

Let the other networks return the gesture

The man that failed to train his 'vagabond son'

Hehehehehehe... Wonderful 'change'

They are only fooling themselves.

Buhari, should be very careful!

Mogidi:
Making it 4, God help us.

Odua people congress are also...

Mogidi:
Buhari have no intention of fighting corruption, he'd be fighting Biafra and Niger delta militants instead, seems Buhari wants war on three fronts, suddenly our future appears bleak.

Abeg who dey fool who

Smh...

RIP

“Sir, you can’t switch off your phone now.   Mr President must be able to reach you at any time. You must always be available.”  
I was like: “really? Which kin job be dis?”

Former presidential spokesman Reuben Abati shared his moving story about life off the hot seat on Vanguard..
As spokesman to President Goodluck Jonathan, my phones rang endlessly and became more than personal navigators within the social space. They defined my entire life; dusk to dawn, all year-round. The phones buzzed non-stop, my email was permanently active; my twitter account received tons of messages per second.   The worst moments were those days when there was a Boko Haram attack virtually every Sunday. 
The intrusion into my private life was total as my wife complained about her sleep being disrupted by phones that never seemed to stop ringing. Besides, whenever I was not
checking or responding to the phones, I was busy online trying to find out if the APC had said something contrarian or some other fellow was up to any mischief. 
A media manager in the 21st  century is a slave of the Breaking News, a slave particularly of the 24-hour news cycle, and a potential nervous breakdown case. Debo Adesina, my colleague at  The Guardian  once said I was running a “one week, one trouble schedule”. 
There were actually moments when trouble knocked on the door every hour, and duty required my team and I to respond to as many issues that came up. Top of the task list was the management of phone calls related to the principal. 
In my first week on the job, for example, one of my phones ran out of battery and I had taken the liberty to charge it. While it was still in the off mode, the “Control Room”: the all-powerful communications centre at the State House tried to reach me. They had only just that phone number, so I couldn’t be reached. When eventually they did, the fellow at the other end was livid.
“SA Media, where are you? We have been trying to reach you. Mr President wants to speak with you”
“Sorry, I was charging my phone.   The phone was off.”
“Sir, you can’t switch off your phone now.   Mr President must be able to reach you at any time. You must always be available.”  
I was like: “really? Which kin job be dis?”
The Control Room eventually collected all my phone numbers. If I did not pick up a call on time, they called my wife. Sometimes the calls came directly from the Residence, as we referred to the President’s official quarters.
“Abati, Oga dey call you!”
If I still could not be reached, every phone that was ever connected to me would ring non-stop. Busy bodies who had just picked up the information that Abati was needed also often took it upon themselves to track me down. 
My wife soon got used to her being asked to produce me, or a car showing up to take me straight to the Residence. I eventually got used to it, and learnt to remain on duty round-the-clock.   In due course, President Jonathan himself would call directly. My wife used to joke that each time there was a call from him, even if I was sleeping, I would spring to my feet and without listening to what he had to say, I would start with a barrage of “Yes sirs”! 
Other calls that could not be joked with were calls from my own office. Something could come up that would require coverage, or there could be a breaking story, or it could be something as harmless as office gossip, except that in the corridors of power, nothing is ever harmless. Looking back now, I still can’t figure out how I survived that onslaught of the terror of the telephone.


http://www.lailasblog.com/2015/07/my-phones-no-longer-ring-endlessly-reuben-abati.html?utm_source=&utm_medium=facebook&m=1

Nah God go punish any1 wey sey my HERO no be in peace!

#IMissmyHero

Not surprised... Govt of d north, by the north n for the north(northocracy). Smh...

God Bless Sambo!

Thief chasing thief

Smh...

And the bomb blasts never stop...

Smh...

olapluto:
And when George Bush came back...the VP had done a wonderful job.
Baba Osinbajo hope you are capable oooo. Baba kekere, ojogbon imo ofin.