PRESIDENTIAL GAFFE
Dear Mr President, with all due respect, this your interview really exposes your ignorance in the business of modern day Governance.
It is not the fault of uneducated youths, but evidence of a failed State.
Had it been that you decreed a mandatory free Qualitative Universal Education in Nigeria when you were our Military Dictator, those uneducated Youths will be University Graduates today.
I don't know what lazy youths you are talking about Mr President, maybe you have a lot of lazy, do nothing youths, loitering around the place in Daura.
But in Igbogbo, in Lagos State, where I came from, the youths always start their day from 05: 00 in the morning. you can hear the bus conductors who are also youths shouting their intended destinations from 04: 30.
Do you mean that the Millions of Nigerian Youths, that, your Pampered Opportunistic Generation has mortgaged their future and reduced them to "Okada" Riders are lazy?
Do you know what efforts and courage, it takes for this young men to put their lives on the line daily, on the Nigerian Death Trap Roads just for peanuts?
Please, Mr President, tell me, sir, what is the purpose of the Nigerian Oil Money?
Is it to be Stolen by the corrupt VIPs? (Vagabonds In Power).
Sir, the money of a Country belongs to the people of that Country, not the Corrupt Politicians.
Sir, the Lazy ones are the overfed Ingrates, the Abuja Clowns that collects 9 Billion Naira yearly as their Wardrobe Allowance while they refuse to increase the National Minimum Wage from $50.00 USD per Month to $100.00 USD per Month.
This type of thought processes exposes us to ridicule in the World community. this type of reasoning is why President Donald Trump said: "Africans are Slaves, they Live as Slaves in Their Own Fatherland".
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n9Yqt20Rvb0
Monday, April 23, 2018
Monday, December 18, 2017
DESTRUCTION OF IGBOGBO: THE ANCIENT TOWN.
DESTRUCTION OF IGBOGBO: THE ANCIENT TOWN.
I was unable to concentrate on the film that I was editing in the studio today, so much so, that my colleague that was handling the editing equipment kept asking me if all was well with me because I was easy to be satisfied today. My mind was restless, my thoughts were all over the place. Especially the towns and villages that I have visited all over the world, the ones that I have seen their documentaries and the ones that I have read about.
But it was Athens and Greece, that featured mostly on my mind because this is a City and a Country that I know more than any other in the World, including my Country of birth, Nigeria.
Because it is in Greece that I spent my youth in the seventies.
I went to Greece as a young student and I left Greece as a grown man with all that implies.
I travelled extensively in Greece, I visited most of the Ancient Sites and Ruins all over Greece. I visited from Knossos in the Crete Island in the South (Knossos is the largest Bronze Age archaeological site on Crete and has been called Europe's oldest city. Settled as early as the Neolithic period, the name Knossos survives from ancient Greek references as the major city of Crete).
To The Archaeological Museum of Thessaloniki, a museum in the Biblical City of Thessaloniki, Central Macedonia, Northern, Greece. It holds and interprets artefacts from the Archaic, Classical, Hellenistic and Roman periods, mostly from the city of Thessaloniki but also from the region of Macedonia in general. It is this Museum that made me understand how the World works.
I saw artefacts from thousands of years to hundreds of years before me. With each generation contributing its own development to the Human Civilization Process.
From the Temple of Artemis in the northwesternmost part of Greece on Corfu Island in the Ionian Seas (The Temple of Artemis is an Archaic Greek temple built in around 580 BC - that is about 2,597 years ago- in the ancient city of Korkyra (or Corcyra: Latin), in what is known today as the suburb of Garitsa. The temple was dedicated to Artemis. It is known as the first Doric temple exclusively built in stone. [1] It is also considered the first building to have incorporated all of the elements of the Doric architectural style.
To the Archaeological Site of Olympia, an ancient site on Greece's Peloponnese peninsula that hosted the original Olympic Games, founded in the 8th century B.C.- That is 2,817 years ago - Its extensive ruins include athletic training areas, a stadium and temples dedicated to the gods Hera and Zeus. The Archaeological Museum of Olympia exhibits finds from the site, including a statue of Hermes attributed to the sculptor Praxiteles.
A bit of History that is not known to the general public, is that in ancient times, the Olympic Flame was Lightened with Incantations.
But Athens was my City, I embrace the Athenian Culture and way of Life as mine, so much so that at a stage in my life, my Thought Processes were an Athenian Greek.
The Athenian Culture that I cherish above others is Democracy, they invented it. Especially the Freedom of Speech and Expression. It is a deep-rooted Culture in Athens particularly and Greece in general. I hold this ideal so dear to my heart till this day, that, I will rather lose my Life than lose my Freedom of Expression.
My most favourite place in Athens is the Plaka Area beneath the Acropolis. The Acropolis of Athens is an ancient citadel located on a rocky outcrop above the city of Athens and contains the remains of several ancient buildings of great architectural and historic significance, the most famous being the Parthenon, there have been documented habitations in Attica from the Early Neolithic period (6th millennium BC) That is over 8,000 Years ago.
This is where the Athenians offer sacrifices to their Pantheon of Gods and it was here that Apostle Paul preached Christ to the Athenians. Acts 17:16-34.
Although Athens is over 8,000 years old, it is every bit a very modern city today. Over the centuries, the Athenians improve the city structures according to the dictates of that period in History.
In reality, all over Greece, you will find a newly built modern building beside the ruins of an ancient building or a neo-Classic and may be a Baroque period.
I hope my readers will understand the depth of the frustration that I felt when I heard that my Beloved Hometown of Igbogbo was under attack.
IGBOGBO is on Co-ordinate:
6°35'29.85"N 3°31'4.5"E
(You can copy and paste this Co-ordinate on Google Earth it will take you straight to the doors of my Ancestral Compound right in the centre of the Town).
Before I go any further, I need to apologise to all my Readers, fellow Nigerians, and the Abuja Clowns that Collects 9 Billion Naira Yearly for the Purchase of their Gown of the Clowns; while they refuse to increase our National minimum wage from $50 to $100 per Month.
I apologise to them, that, I thought they had the monopoly to Harlequinism.
I categorically say it here and now, that I was not playing the politics of "My Thief is Better than your Thief" which is prevalent among Nigerians. To me, either from East, West, North or South. A Thief is a Thief, is a Thief.
What happened is that I bought into the Lagos State Propaganda Machinery. Because the last time I was on the ground in Nigeria, was until 1985, when I came to work in Nigeria for LTV8, during the wonderful Government of the Famous Trinity of Jakande, Jafojo and Olorunfunmi Basorun. I now realise that was the Golden age of honest and Sincere Governance in my beloved State.
I thought that the politicians that inherit their offices continued in their Tradition of Integrity. I did not realise that all the doing this and doing that, I was reading in the News were just propaganda.
That, while, I concentrated on the Clowns in Abuja, I have agents of Destroctruction in my Backyard.
I will explain, the extent of their Destruction in the Second Part of this article next week.
I did not know that they are FELA'S "BEAST OF NO NATION".
I was unable to concentrate on the film that I was editing in the studio today, so much so, that my colleague that was handling the editing equipment kept asking me if all was well with me because I was easy to be satisfied today. My mind was restless, my thoughts were all over the place. Especially the towns and villages that I have visited all over the world, the ones that I have seen their documentaries and the ones that I have read about.
But it was Athens and Greece, that featured mostly on my mind because this is a City and a Country that I know more than any other in the World, including my Country of birth, Nigeria.
Because it is in Greece that I spent my youth in the seventies.
I went to Greece as a young student and I left Greece as a grown man with all that implies.
I travelled extensively in Greece, I visited most of the Ancient Sites and Ruins all over Greece. I visited from Knossos in the Crete Island in the South (Knossos is the largest Bronze Age archaeological site on Crete and has been called Europe's oldest city. Settled as early as the Neolithic period, the name Knossos survives from ancient Greek references as the major city of Crete).
To The Archaeological Museum of Thessaloniki, a museum in the Biblical City of Thessaloniki, Central Macedonia, Northern, Greece. It holds and interprets artefacts from the Archaic, Classical, Hellenistic and Roman periods, mostly from the city of Thessaloniki but also from the region of Macedonia in general. It is this Museum that made me understand how the World works.
I saw artefacts from thousands of years to hundreds of years before me. With each generation contributing its own development to the Human Civilization Process.
From the Temple of Artemis in the northwesternmost part of Greece on Corfu Island in the Ionian Seas (The Temple of Artemis is an Archaic Greek temple built in around 580 BC - that is about 2,597 years ago- in the ancient city of Korkyra (or Corcyra: Latin), in what is known today as the suburb of Garitsa. The temple was dedicated to Artemis. It is known as the first Doric temple exclusively built in stone. [1] It is also considered the first building to have incorporated all of the elements of the Doric architectural style.
To the Archaeological Site of Olympia, an ancient site on Greece's Peloponnese peninsula that hosted the original Olympic Games, founded in the 8th century B.C.- That is 2,817 years ago - Its extensive ruins include athletic training areas, a stadium and temples dedicated to the gods Hera and Zeus. The Archaeological Museum of Olympia exhibits finds from the site, including a statue of Hermes attributed to the sculptor Praxiteles.
A bit of History that is not known to the general public, is that in ancient times, the Olympic Flame was Lightened with Incantations.
But Athens was my City, I embrace the Athenian Culture and way of Life as mine, so much so that at a stage in my life, my Thought Processes were an Athenian Greek.
The Athenian Culture that I cherish above others is Democracy, they invented it. Especially the Freedom of Speech and Expression. It is a deep-rooted Culture in Athens particularly and Greece in general. I hold this ideal so dear to my heart till this day, that, I will rather lose my Life than lose my Freedom of Expression.
My most favourite place in Athens is the Plaka Area beneath the Acropolis. The Acropolis of Athens is an ancient citadel located on a rocky outcrop above the city of Athens and contains the remains of several ancient buildings of great architectural and historic significance, the most famous being the Parthenon, there have been documented habitations in Attica from the Early Neolithic period (6th millennium BC) That is over 8,000 Years ago.
This is where the Athenians offer sacrifices to their Pantheon of Gods and it was here that Apostle Paul preached Christ to the Athenians. Acts 17:16-34.
Although Athens is over 8,000 years old, it is every bit a very modern city today. Over the centuries, the Athenians improve the city structures according to the dictates of that period in History.
In reality, all over Greece, you will find a newly built modern building beside the ruins of an ancient building or a neo-Classic and may be a Baroque period.
I hope my readers will understand the depth of the frustration that I felt when I heard that my Beloved Hometown of Igbogbo was under attack.
IGBOGBO is on Co-ordinate:
6°35'29.85"N 3°31'4.5"E
(You can copy and paste this Co-ordinate on Google Earth it will take you straight to the doors of my Ancestral Compound right in the centre of the Town).
Before I go any further, I need to apologise to all my Readers, fellow Nigerians, and the Abuja Clowns that Collects 9 Billion Naira Yearly for the Purchase of their Gown of the Clowns; while they refuse to increase our National minimum wage from $50 to $100 per Month.
I apologise to them, that, I thought they had the monopoly to Harlequinism.
I categorically say it here and now, that I was not playing the politics of "My Thief is Better than your Thief" which is prevalent among Nigerians. To me, either from East, West, North or South. A Thief is a Thief, is a Thief.
What happened is that I bought into the Lagos State Propaganda Machinery. Because the last time I was on the ground in Nigeria, was until 1985, when I came to work in Nigeria for LTV8, during the wonderful Government of the Famous Trinity of Jakande, Jafojo and Olorunfunmi Basorun. I now realise that was the Golden age of honest and Sincere Governance in my beloved State.
I thought that the politicians that inherit their offices continued in their Tradition of Integrity. I did not realise that all the doing this and doing that, I was reading in the News were just propaganda.
That, while, I concentrated on the Clowns in Abuja, I have agents of Destroctruction in my Backyard.
I will explain, the extent of their Destruction in the Second Part of this article next week.
I did not know that they are FELA'S "BEAST OF NO NATION".
Monday, November 13, 2017
Saturday, August 19, 2017
NO WORK FOR GOD IN NIGERIA
NO WORK FOR GOD IN NIGERIA
I was in Dublin yesterday for the “SPECTACLE OF DEFIANCE AND HOPE 2” protest. www.thespectacleofdefianceandhope.ie While standing in front of the Central Post Office which was the main venue of the rally, listening to speeches from the protest leaders; Bob Marley’s “Stand Up For Your Right” was played in between speeches, bringing back memories of Greece in the seventies and eighties, where Black People has no rights till today.
I told the Finnish friend that was with me, that had this protest been in Athens it would have deteriorated into a riot, with the police firing tear gas and beating the protesters up, my friend said that in Finland there is not much to protest about because the Finnish Government always took care of the needs of their citizens.
Then my mind went to Nigeria, my beloved country, my heart sank. I said a silent prayer to God to help us fix Nigeria to be a better place. A voice within me whispers to me saying, you fool, don’t deceive yourself God has no business in fixing Nigeria.
Really what else do you want God to do in Nigeria? He gave you, Excellent Climate, Fertile Land – if you stick your finger into Nigerian Soil your finger will start growing – Rivers, Sea, Rain, Abundant Food and Vegetables, Herbal Medication, 332 Natural Resources plus a Brain to use all these material things for a comfortable living for you people.
What else do you want God to do for you in Nigeria? If you allow clowns-whom you pay costume allowance-to be in your House of Parliament and Senate, it is not God’s Business. If you can not organize yourselves to protest the Kleptocracy in your country it is none of God’s Business. If you are afraid to fight for your right, it is none of God’s Business.
I was shocked by what this voice within me was whispering to me; I said, but God is the Almighty, He just have to decree something and it shall be.
The voice within answered me - you without deep understanding of God’s ways, don’t you know that God can not bend his Laws to fit your human frivolities; no amount of prayers can bend the laws he put in the universe-namely God will provide you with all the materials you need for your survival but it is your responsibility to use the materials wisely for your comfort.
It said your case in Nigeria is like - a twenty year old young man that his mother journeyed to a distant market to buy the ingredients for his favourite dish, prepared the food sweating, then put the dish on the dining table for him, he sat at the table, refused to eat, calling his mother still in the kitchen preparing his father’s dinner to come and put the food in his mouth.
With this illustration, I understood what the voice within was telling me. If we keep silent in the face of tyranny, God will not come down to drive away tyranny from our land. If we do not protest the fake tar roads that the criminals are putting in our country, God will not come down to pave quality roads for us. No matter how long we pray to God. It is our job to make our country a comfortable place for our people. You can count how many countries of the world that has the natural wealth of Nigeria on the fingers of your hand. God has finished his work in Nigeria. He actually did overtime work in Nigeria.
There is no more work for God to do in Nigeria.
I told the Finnish friend that was with me, that had this protest been in Athens it would have deteriorated into a riot, with the police firing tear gas and beating the protesters up, my friend said that in Finland there is not much to protest about because the Finnish Government always took care of the needs of their citizens.
Then my mind went to Nigeria, my beloved country, my heart sank. I said a silent prayer to God to help us fix Nigeria to be a better place. A voice within me whispers to me saying, you fool, don’t deceive yourself God has no business in fixing Nigeria.
Really what else do you want God to do in Nigeria? He gave you, Excellent Climate, Fertile Land – if you stick your finger into Nigerian Soil your finger will start growing – Rivers, Sea, Rain, Abundant Food and Vegetables, Herbal Medication, 332 Natural Resources plus a Brain to use all these material things for a comfortable living for you people.
What else do you want God to do for you in Nigeria? If you allow clowns-whom you pay costume allowance-to be in your House of Parliament and Senate, it is not God’s Business. If you can not organize yourselves to protest the Kleptocracy in your country it is none of God’s Business. If you are afraid to fight for your right, it is none of God’s Business.
I was shocked by what this voice within me was whispering to me; I said, but God is the Almighty, He just have to decree something and it shall be.
The voice within answered me - you without deep understanding of God’s ways, don’t you know that God can not bend his Laws to fit your human frivolities; no amount of prayers can bend the laws he put in the universe-namely God will provide you with all the materials you need for your survival but it is your responsibility to use the materials wisely for your comfort.
It said your case in Nigeria is like - a twenty year old young man that his mother journeyed to a distant market to buy the ingredients for his favourite dish, prepared the food sweating, then put the dish on the dining table for him, he sat at the table, refused to eat, calling his mother still in the kitchen preparing his father’s dinner to come and put the food in his mouth.
With this illustration, I understood what the voice within was telling me. If we keep silent in the face of tyranny, God will not come down to drive away tyranny from our land. If we do not protest the fake tar roads that the criminals are putting in our country, God will not come down to pave quality roads for us. No matter how long we pray to God. It is our job to make our country a comfortable place for our people. You can count how many countries of the world that has the natural wealth of Nigeria on the fingers of your hand. God has finished his work in Nigeria. He actually did overtime work in Nigeria.
There is no more work for God to do in Nigeria.
Saturday, August 13, 2016
BIAFRA WAR: THE SPIRITUAL IMPLICATIONS
BIAFRA WAR: THE SPIRITUAL IMPLICATIONS
Forgive them, Oh! Great PRESENCE
Forgive Mankind I Pray!
Forgive All Their Transgressions
Against Love’s Sweet Way
Oh! Help Them Love Enough
To Wipeout All that Never Should Be
Oh! Love Them! Oh! Love Them!
Until they are One with Thee!
Since my childhood I have been fascinated with my fellow humans, my curiosity started early in my life when I became aware that boys are different, from girls.
I was fascinated when my Mum became pregnant and she told me there is a baby in her stomach and one day my Dad drove her to the Lagos Island Maternity Hospital, I was enthralled when he brought her back home the following day with a newborn baby and I was told the baby is my sister.
I was enchanted, this is a miracle; yesterday she was with a big tummy, today she brought me a brand new beautiful sister, since that day I see my sister as the greatest miracle.
Through my adolescent and teenage years, people continue to interest me, I made many friends from diverse ethnic and religious backgrounds and growing into adulthood overseas, exposes me to the international community, on a grand scale; due to extensive travels and tourism.
I made acquaintance practically with the majority of the tribes of the earth from the five continents. So much so that I can tell what country a stranger come from without him speaking. I end up speaking five languages and I can say a few words in a dozen more.
But the more people I get to meet, the more I realize that each one, like my sister, is the greatest miracle of nature.
Each person I meet is a unique miracle of nature, there has never been anyone like him or her since the beginning of creation and there will never be anybody with his or her face, mouth, ear, voice or mind till the end of the world. Each person is an absolute miracle.
I read somewhere sometime back when some scientists were trying to figure out how much money it will cost to produce a human being with the technology of today. They came up with a price tag of Fifty-Six Million Pounds, Sterling (GBP 56,000,000) per person.
According to this research, it means that each human being is the most expensive and most important piece of machinery in the world.
Though we cannot quantify human life with money, this is just to give us an idea of the importance of human life.
I believe that there is an Intelligent Being who created this Sophisticated Universe with its perfect mechanism and laws, and we all know that for every action there is a reaction either physically or spiritually.
This is why I cannot understand the Nigerian Leaders, especially the Nigerian Spiritual Leaders’ ignorance in realizing that the Physical Biafra War may have Ended but the War has not End Spiritually.
This is why everything in Nigeria, is at a Permanent Condition of Warfare, despite the so-called Wealth and Potentials of Nigeria.
To use Electricity in Nigeria is a Tug of War.
Getting from your Home to your Workplace is a War in Nigeria.
Driving on the Nigerian Roads is like Driving through a War Zone, where Accidents and Loss of Life can Happen, at a Blink of the Eye.
Getting a Third Level Education is like going through the Battle of Waterloo.
In all aspects of human endeavour that you try to accomplish in Nigeria, in this 21st Century, it is always a tug of War.
Even the so-called Rich Nigerians are Living under a Self Imposed Siege, because the Richer they Get, the Higher the Physical and the Mental Prison Walls they Build Around Themselves.
If one takes a little time to think about Nigeria, One will realize that something is Seriously Wrong in and with Nigeria. Else, how do you explain, a Country that Produces over 2 million barrels of oil every day since the ’70s, still imports its petrol today, over 40 years later e.t.c? (The list is long).
Anybody with Deep Understanding of the Workings of the Universe and the Spiritual Laws Attendant to the World we live in will Realize that the BLOOD of the 2 million souls that were killed during the BIAFRA war is Tormenting Nigeria and the Nigerians, especially, the Nigerian Leaders.
That is two Million Individual Miracles (for argument sake) each one at least, a cost of 56 Million British Pounds to the Nigeria Nation, that is:
GBP 56,000,000 X 2,000,000
= 112,000,000,000,000 GBP.
112 TRILLION BRITISH POUNDS or
$185,000,000,000,000 USD
185, TRILLION US DOLLARS.
Whereas, a fowl or a goat, that is dedicated to any of our Traditional gods is deemed Sacred. Which one among us will dare to Steal and Kill a Chicken that is dedicated to EZETA! or to SHANGO!!!!
Yet we Killed Two Million Miracles of God and we expect to live Happily Ever After?!!!
No Sir! The World does not work like that.
If we want Peace and Prosperity in Nigeria, below are the things we must do:
1, Three Days, National Prayer and Fasting for all. (Especially, the Spiritual and the Political Leaders). Beg God for Forgiveness of Sins in Shedding Innocent Blood During the Biafra War.
2, Muslims, we Can Start Our Fast, on a Wednesday until Friday. The Chief Imams should Lead Jumat Prayers and Beg God for the Forgiveness of our Sins in the Biafra War and Pray for the Dead. We can Break Our Fast after the Jumat.
3, Christians, we Can Start Our Fast, on a Friday until Sunday. The Leaders of each Denomination should Lead the Special Biafra Service, Beg God for the Forgiveness of our Sins in the Biafra War and Pray for the Dead. We can Break Our Fast after the Sunday Service.
4, Government will hold an Official Ceremony, Invite the World Community and International Press, shown Live on Television. (Occasion could be Named, Biafra Remembrance Day). On this Occasion, the President that has the Wisdom to do the above would have the Wisdom to sincerely Apologize for the atrocities of the Biafra War.
Then announce a predetermined Date that will be Dedicated as The BIAFRA DAY, every Year, and maybe Declared as a Public Holiday.
5, MONUMENT, one should be Erected in Abuja and in Every Capital City of Every State in Nigeria in Memory of the Biafra Dead.
Doing the above will begin the Healing Process of Nigeria. So that the Curse that is Plaguing the Land might be Atoned For. Anything apart from the above is a striving after the Wind. There is no Short Cut.
That is why you see Nations with the knowledge of the Laws that Operate in our Universe and Longer experiences in Modern Day Governance, Dedicate Memorial and Remembrance Days for the Dead.
WW 1- Remembrance Day,
WW 2 - D Day,
9/11 - Ground Zero,
The Lockerbie e.t.c.
God does not Create, Yoruba, Ibo or Hausa.
God Created his Children, If you want, let your Primitive Tribalism, blind you to the things of the Spirit.
Your Descendants will continue to Run Round in Circles like You are Doing Today.
He that Have Ears, Let Him Listen To What, The Spirit Says.
Monday, August 8, 2016
NIGERIAN DREAM TEAM NIGHTMARE
This is the Fire Brigade Approach to Serious National Issues, that I am talking about.
The Chartered Airline Company refused to take the Nigerian Dream Team , because of the reputations we have built for ourselves.
I wanted to take a direct flight from Houston, Texas to Lagos about two months ago.
I was told that there is no more direct flights from Houston, Texas to Lagos.
That the Nigerian Partner of the United Airlines, nearly Bankrupted the United Airlines, which operated this route. The Nigerian Partner pocketed all monies made on the Nigerian end of the Business.
I am very sure that all the Nigerian Sports Officials, are well settled in their fancy Hotels in Rio with their fat allowances.
While the athletes that have been training hard, for the glory of our Fatherland were left stranded somewhere else in the world.
It is only in Nigeria, that the Water-bed Stomached and Staircase Necked, Nigerian sports Civil Servants, believed that they are more important than the athletes they suppose to serve.
I have heard a lot of stories from our Nigerian Athletes and I have seen with my own eyes how our Sports Civil Servants treat our Sports Men and Women.
Actually, most of the Sports Civil Servants, believe that; they are doing the Athletes a Favour by taking them abroad to represent their Fatherland.
There has been accusations and rumours of Bribery and Serious Corruption in our National Sports Establishment in Nigeria. But it seems nobody is willing to do anything about it.
It is well known among the Nigerian Sporting Youths, that it is not always, being the best in your athletic discipline, that get you selected to represent Nigeria abroad. More often than not, it is the size of the Bribe you can offer.
I was living in Athens, Greece in the 80's. I was there when the 1st World Junior Championships in Athletics took place from 16-20 July 1986.
I met with the Nigerian Sports Men and Women, who did our Country Proud. Nigeria won 4 Medals (2Gold, 1Silver and 1 Bronze).
My four-day encounter with our Nigerian Athletes at this event really opened my eyes to the Miserable Fortunes of our Athletes. They all complained of not having any money on them or anywhere else, for that matter. That they were not given any money at all. Some asked me if I can spare some few dollars, so that, at least they can buy
some postcards for their loved ones at home. I was moved to tears, these are, our young sports men and women who trained hard to fly high the Nigerian Flag in the Community of Nations. These are the generation that will encourage the next generation after them. These are the Heroes of our Fatherland. These are the Role Models for our children.
Yet some Overfed, Corruption Invested, Clownish Government Servant, with his pot belly, had it in his Coconut Head (please, excuse my French) that he is superior to these Specimen of Human Beings?
I saw the officials too, in their woollen suits and their ties, frying under the Greek Summer heat of 38-45 Degree Centigrade.
They were running after Businesses with the Greeks. One of them approached me to help him translate between him and a Greek Business Man. I politely refused and directed him to a professional translation Service near his Hotel.
I hope that the Ministry of Sports, will look into the Dynamics of our sport organizations and our selection processes. Because it is a sin and unacceptable in this day and age to be treating our sport men and women inhumanly, especially the under twenty, age group. They are treated like slaves in the camps.
You can please do your research, speak with those who has passed through the under twenties camp. You will be shocked with the stories that you will hear.
Monday, August 1, 2016
DIEZANI THEFT: WE STAND ACCUSSED
My gut reaction, to the article below, about the stolen Nigerian Billions by Diezani Alison-Madueke, was that of anger. Anger at Diezani for being a disgrace to the community she came from , a disgrace to her Local Government area, a Disgrace to her State, a Disgrace to Nigeria, a Disgrace to Womanhood and finally, a Disgrace to Motherhood.
After my initial anger subsides, I started to think rationally.
No! Diezani does not fall into Nigeria from the Skies, No! We gave Birth to her, yes! We nurture her from infancy into Womanhood. She married amongst us. She married one of us.
Her husband, Admiral Allison Madueke (retired), one-time Chief of Naval Staff who was at various times governor of Imo and Anambra States, during, her ministerial posting. One cannot but conclude that, her husband was privy, to her financial shenanigans. He must have encouraged her, urging her on, giving her the boldness she needed, in her blatant disrespect for the Nigerian Nationhood.
Probably, he and his “Boys” help her design new ways of perfecting the art of Kleptomania. Probably one of his “Boys” suggested to him that if she gets the Nationality of the Dominican Republic in the Caribbean Islands. She can escape the “Short” arm of the Nigerian Law. Because, Nigeria has no extradition Treaty, with the Dominican Republic. So, her Spouse is as guilty as she is.
Her Community saw, her extra ordinary change of fortune after she became a Minister, instead of raising an eyebrow, they were happy that, it is one of their daughters that was able to steal Government money and dole out some peanuts to them whenever she visited home. Her Community is as guilty as Diezani.
Her State Governor and Legislators, who were in a position; to know the Salary of a Federal Minister. Knew of her private jet landings at the State Capital Air-port, and the large entourage that follows her, but, they say nothing, they were inwardly happy that one of their girls is bleeding Nigeria dry. But secretly jealous of her thieving Position, Dreaming that one day, their own chance will come to become, a Minister. Then they too, will “Chop Bellyful”. So therefore, the whole of her State is guilty as she was charged.
Our President and the Presidency, under whom she served as a minister, the Nigerian Senate, the Nigerian House of Representatives, the Inspector General of Police, the Chief Justice of the Federal Republic of Nigeria, the entire Judiciary of the Federal Republic and finally, all Nigerians of a Voting age, home or abroad, we all, are aware of her extravagant lifestyle, we all knew of her children living the Jet set lifestyle, we all knew of our top musicians playing at the birthday parties of her children, we all knew of their private jet trips overseas.
We all kept quiet, we say nothing. Instead we envied their Debauched and Decadent Lifestyle. Praying to God; in ignorance, that, He should, bless us with money and Power as He did the Maduekes. No! That type of money is not of God. (Topic for another day).
Diezani will go to trial in London again, as she stands before the Crown, accused; all the above mentioned people stand accused with her, in fact, every Nigerian of a voting age, will stand as an Accused person with her in the dock. Because, we all kept Silent. We are all an Accomplice to Theft. Because, the only thing needed for the Triumph of Evil is for Good Men to do Nothing.
PART 2
After the initial anger, referred to; at the beginning of this write up. I felt a sincere sorrow for Diezani. All said and done, she still remains my sister, a daughter from same womb of my Motherland, Nigeria, a Granddaughter of the Grand Mother of all Mankind, Mother Africa.
It does not have to be like this, for her, to learn to obey the Ten Commandments. She was brought up with it, from her Sunday School Days, in her youth. She was taught.
Thou Shall not Steal.
She has Stolen, Diabolically at that!!!
Love thy Neighbour as Thyself.
She does Not Love Her Neighbour as Herself, In Fact; she Demoniacally Loved herself at the Expense of 170 Millions of her Neighbours!!!
Thou Shall not have Another God Beside the Lord thy God.
She had another God apart from the Lord!!!
Pound Sterling and the Dollar became her God and she Satanically Worshipped them!!!
It does not have to take the insidious Cancer and International Humiliation for her to understand the ephemeral essence of Life.
She supposes to have known, she was brought up with the Bible. She knew the story of King Solomon who is far richer than our own modern day Dangote, the Richest Black Man on Earth today. If you do not believe me, let Dangote try having 300 wives and 700 Concubines.
The Famous King Solomon with his Wisdom, his Wealth, his Wives, his Concubines and his highest level of Enjoyment in Life. At the end of it all, concluded that “All is Vanity and a Striving after the Winds”. I am very sure that, this High level of awakening is what my Nigerian Sister Diezani is going through right now.
I hope that by some Divine intervention her Cancer will be Miraculously Healed, if God willing; that happens, she will become a better human being, because she has stared death in the eye and survived. She will become a wise person.
I always argue with my friends that King Solomon’s wisdom came from pain. The burden of carrying so much wealth, the realization of time running out, the image of a tomb as his final bedchamber. That made him to realize the frivolous nature of Life.
I am very sure that, Diezani will give back every penny she ever stole from Nigeria, to get back, her healthy self and enjoy life once again; actually, if she does that honestly, she will have her health back in full. There are Laws in the Universe.
I hope that all those, V.I.Ps (Vagabonds In Power) in Abuja, that are collecting N9 Billion Clownish Costume Allowance from our treasury every year. Would embraces wisdom and abhor, their lawless and inglorious ways.
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