Thursday, 14 July 2016

17 quotes you need to take into consideration.




Hello everyone,,
           These are 17 quotes that should be studied in your day to day relationship with people....

.A good liar will look you in the eye and speak in a clear, strong voice. Don't expect manifestations of the Pinocchio syndrome in a good liar, that is blinking, blushing, stammering, gulping, and the like. The best liars are sociopaths, people without a conscience.

.He who serves two masters must lie to one (it is also known that a pig with two masters soon starves)

.When you are angry, close your mouth and open your eyes. But don't get angry, get even.

.He who answers for another pays the bill.

.The only way to keep a secret is to say nothing.

.All who snore are not sleeping

.If you must lie be brief.

.There is no such thing like coincidence.

.Often you loose the bait when you latch the fish. This is a necessary loss

.Always draw the snake from its hole with another  man's hand.

.Boldness in business is the first thing and the second and the third.

. A Homely girl would always laugh at your jokes.

.Your adversary is never as powerful as you think he is. Neither are you.

.The best friend of a hungry buzzard is a dead horse. That is another way of saying, even a son of a bitch has his uses.

.Many words many lies.

.Simple manipulation of people or events is not enough. Timing is important.

.There are 2,598,960 possible five-card poker hands. But you will be dealt only one. The beauty of it is, you have the best hand to win.

Male vs female chauvinists would say


 
Hello everyone,
            Rigidity of the mind is a disease I believe. No matter how much someone knows, the person must learn to be teachable. Its a virtue. Some men say my mother didn't bring me up to cook, cooking is a woman's job. And even in times when their skills maybe needed they stick to their highhandedness. We should learn to be teachable, men should know that cooking like any skill can be learnt and with much practice can be perfected.
    
Some women say ''I cannot put on the generator, Fix bulbs, Charge car batteries, make repair on their cars''. And If there Is no man they need to find one or they let the dying dog lie. Please quit rigidity. It is a sign that no matter what level of education you have attained, You are Illiterate.

Tuesday, 12 July 2016

Happy Birthday to Rita Dominic! Have a blissful day.

 
 It is Rita Dominic’s birthday and we definitely can’t keep calm about it! There are a lot of actresses these days on our screens but there can only be one Rita Dominic. From her style to her charming smile and hearty laughter, these are only a few reasons why we love our screen diva.

From acting to producing to bagging awards that have set the pace for others, this driven actress has placed Nigeria on the world map and is still blazing the trail for actresses within and outside Nigeria. She has given women all around the world dreams to believe in because she believed in hers
Happy birthday to our beautiful ambassador Rita Dominic!

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What the past Journalists had that is absent in the present ones...Fierceness. who would bell the cat asked Dele Giwa, and now I ask.


 
 Hello everyone,,
             One great disaster to the existence of a nation is the nonchalant nature of citizens in absorbing the history of their nation. I know what I mean when I say this. Try this out. Randomly ask Nigerians within the age of 15-40 some basic questions about Nigerian history I bet You gonna get so shocked. It gets worse when they are told to mention all the past leaders of Nigeria. What about our past and present foreign policies...That's too much. This leads me to remember vividly what one of my great teachers Ahmed Yerima continually says..''The Youths of this generation do not read, all they do is surf the net for materials that may not make sense''.

Back to politics and Journalism. It gets worse in our present educational system where mass communication students focus on photography and entertainments while forgetting the major indignation on our political sector. How can one be in possession of 365 billion Naira and call it savings. We then hear reports of the issue and not strict criticism from our Journalists. The major reason why so many rights ain't done in the system is because of the lackadaisical attitude of gatekeepers who edit and re-edit major information that should have aided in restructuring some of our nation's policies. Is it not because of the acquisition and economic and territorial advantage that this men and women are obsessed with. How can one sit and watch some group of people pillage our nation's wealth.

Lets go down memory lane, I would mention 5 journalists who wrote for the New's watch during the 1985-1986...Dele Giwa, Dan Agbese, Ray Ekpu, and Adebayo Williams. No political leader having read their articles didn't pick up arms after them to make them shut up. Others lost their life's because they told truth. But all we have today are a group of people who fill our magazine slots with issues that aren't relevant.
Here in Nigeria, people seem to accept the unacceptable revelations of how politicians share millions of naira belonging to the nation. The newspaper reports them but people laugh, the reason is because they have been shocked t the state of unshockability.

How can one ever read the articles of this former journalists and remain the same.What is to be done to  get Nigerians come to terms with the country and not feel like passing sojourners who have other countries to run to? Who If one may ask, will bell the cat asked Dele Giwa and now I ask.

Monday, 11 July 2016

our mothers warn us that we'll think he's handsome,
For he appears with Green eyes, copper skin,
A mouth tender as a child's
But If you fall into his arms
He sprouts Horns, fangs, claws, fins.
His feet are joined as one and his skin,
Brass scales, rings to the touch.
You're fascinated, You cannot move.
He casts a a shell necklace at your feet,
Weeps gleaming chips that harden into mica on your breasts
He holds you under
Then he takes your body of a lion, a fat brown worm or a familiar man
He's made of gold,
He's made of breach moss
He's a thing of dry foam, a thing of death by drowning
A death no woman can escape

poem for the day #All the goodmen have been taken#



 Image result for photos of trees
 The blank page stares at me and I it
 I think about grammatical structures in conjunction to ideas in my mind
But all appears vain.
No one may understand why I write all the good men have been taken.
I should ask a question
Does maturity come with one being 35 or 40
Or does it come with long years of labor
or rather does it come with death's frail hands knocking at thy face
For all the good men I may have seen have passed through one of these variables
And all seem taken.

The road to the west is long, so long and hopeless and vain is my longing
I long to see one good man without any of these variables who ain't taken.
Partying and drinking seems to be their right hands.
They popularize their decayed morality
Like being bad should be culturally accepted
''Does maturity come with you being 35 or 40''
''Or does it come with many years of labor without plenty''
''Or rather does it come with death's frail hands knocking at thy face''.
For all the good men I may have seen have passed through one of these variables
And all seem taken.


Saturday, 9 July 2016

# Death dist thou know my lord conquers all#


 
 Dear Poem lovers,,
 I got inspired to write this poem during a message on ''Death did you not know''

Ah howbeit Christ dist die
trapped he was,
enclosed in a trail,
Ceased heart beat
Oh, my poor lord lay bare
Death dist thou know !
How could ye be so Ignorant so
Dist thou know the king of kings
dist thou know the lord of lords
Ah, ye ignorant dirty beast
I ask ye again dist thou know my lord conquers all.

O death were is thy victory
O grave were is thy sting.
How couldn't thou know
I wish thou knoweth
Dist thou know my lord canst just die
Ah, ye Ignorant dumb beast
I ask ye again dist thou know my lord conquers all
For you maybe death but my lord hast conquered all.

I laugh at thy face death
I laugh at thy face ye death
for my lord did conquer you.


 

'How they mislead our leaders' - By Dele Momodu (must read)




 
 In his Thisday Column this week, Ovation publisher Dele Momodu wrote about the quality of appointments we are seeing lately in Buhari's government, describing it as 'appallingly lacklustre'. He also criticized the way the president broke the Ramadan fast with so much fanfare at the State House and talked about Buhari's new fashion sense, calling it 'overly flamboyant'. Read the write up below..

"I’m back this week with my weekly epistle to fellow Nigerians and Africans. You must be wondering about the title of my article today, especially the word “they” and who it refers to ultimately. You don’t have to guess too much as I will explain to you in a jiffy. The “they” are those groups of men and women who litter the corridors of power in our dear beloved country Nigeria.
They are some wonderful people who understand how to manoeuvre their ways through the labyrinth of power. They are professional hijackers who know how to hold powerful people, particularly our leaders, hostage. Nigerians usually call them the cabal or Mafia or whatever nomenclature is in vogue at the time. Truth is, they exist in reality.
What is often baffling is that these folks perch like rattlesnakes and pounce at the slightest opportunity on the men of power. They inflict their poison and, sooner than later, their victim begins to behave unusually, even sometimes irrationally. The more the poison permeates the body, the more the victim sinks deeper into the abyss and onlookers begin to observe a complete transformation and transfiguration. Surprisingly, these guys were and are never around during the struggles. Once the struggle is over, they crawl out of whatever holes they were ensconced in whilst things were hot! And they soon become the greatest beneficiaries of a campaign they never partook of. Trust me, every government has them. If you ask me, it is one reason most of our governments have failed so spectacularly.
My preamble is predicated on my deep observation of what is going on in Nigeria at the moment. I can say I know President Muhammadu Buhari reasonably well even if I was a latter day convert to Buharism. But once I got hooked like a drug addict, I was ready to go the whole hog and I have never looked back. Buhari’s appeal is based on his populist credentials. We all saw him as a man of the people and a Mr Scrooge who would never waste scarce resources on frivolities. But the “they” of Nigeria have repackaged Baba to the extent that many now refer to him as the “Gucci President”. Every fashion designer’s delight, as he has become a veritable fashion trendsetter. Of course, this is not to denigrate the President because his previous austere style suits him as much as his now trendy look becomes him! The fact is that by his handsome, gangling and fit nature, the President will always appear impeccably turned out and well groomed. However, now, his paraphernalia of power has become somehow bloated and overly flamboyant as well. How are the mighty changing!
The existing theory is that President Buhari has inadvertently fallen victim of political 419ners who have persuaded him about how powerful a Nigerian President is and why he must play the part always by being overtly fashionable. I’m sorry to say that they are stylishly setting Baba up for monumental failure. I expect their agents to swarm the internet and abuse anyone who dare say anything about the grand scam currently going on but it won’t be strange. Every government I have known since I became an adult had such acolytes to sing their praises and hold them up as infallible. But no sooner than the baton of power changes than they disappear only to reappear sometime and somewhere in the no distant future screaming adulations of the unsuspecting new leader.
I vividly remember the period of the Shehu Shagari Presidency. The poor teacher and humble farmer could do no wrong. There was a popular Yoruba song specially composed and sang for him: “Oluwa lo yan Shagari, Shehu Shagari…” Shagari’s apotheosis was instantly assured. Those who saw the rot in the outlandishly profligate government were tagged dangerous dissidents and told to shut their traps up. Wole Soyinka, our own William Shakespeare, was one of the most vociferous critics at the time.
As days climbed days and months rode on months, the Shagari government became neurotic and saw enemies everywhere real or imagined. Out of fear for its safety and stability, the Nigeria Police Force was over-militarised as if in competition with the Nigerian Army. We watched incredulously as the police under the iron grip of probably the most powerful Inspector-General Police Nigeria ever employed, Mr Sunday Adewusi, became ostensibly omnipotent. The Shagari government controlled the heavens and the earth. The 1983 general elections was the last straw that broke the back of that government.
The end came on December 31, 1983. A terse announcement by a relatively unknown soldier at the time, named Sani Abacha, shattered the invincibility of the Shagari regime into smithereens. A new Head of State, Muhammadu Buhari and his ‘deputy’, Babatunde Idiagbon were promptly installed. They in turn wasted no time in pronouncing the direction of their government which was predicated on ‘war against indiscipline’ (WAI). That war encapsulated everything that was wrong with Nigeria. While it was a worthwhile, expedient and necessary move, the government failed to understand the complexity of Nigerians. Our people love the concept of change in the metaphysical sense but not in any way that hurts them and their families or friends. That was the reality that soon hit Buhari and Idiagbon like thunderbolts. While they were busy jailing and punishing the corrupt politicians, they were undoubtedly amassing enemies. They were goaded on by fifth columnists within and before long, it was time to strike. The end came on August 27, 1985.
The same Abacha who announced Buhari’s arrival pronounced his departure. It was such a cruel twist of fate. A supposedly friendlier, humane and urbane Head of State, Ibrahim Badamasi Babangida, was catapulted on to the national stage. He was projected as Buhari’s fairer alter ego. He opened up the cells and disgraced and humiliated politicians in their various stages of dilapidation spilled out like locusts. Buhari immediately became the bad guy and Babangida the benevolent dictator.
Where Buhari was stern-faced, Babangida wore his famous toothy smile like the archetypal good guy. That was it. Everything Buhari had built got dismantled. The solid foundation of discipline and incorruptibility he was laying was uprooted in one fell swoop! Nigerians’ penchant for good life and happy living won the day.
It wasn’t long before the “they” started digging the grave for Babangida himself. He assembled arguably one of the best teams ever, no doubt, but it remains a mystery who his real advisers were that persuaded him to turn Nigeria into a game of football. His sobriquet of Maradona, though very apt, was also an albatross. He dribbled so much and resorted to endless transition time tables. So much so, that he eventually dribbled himself into scoring an own goal. Politicians were banned and unbanned according to the whims and caprices of one man. When the elections eventually took place, on June 12, 1993, they were programmed to fail spectacularly.
Till this day no one knows what truly happened that led to our best elections ever being truncated and annulled. Pity that none of the influencers in the Nigerian polity could dissuade Babangida from committing this unfortunate and costly hara-kiri. Even worse, no one or group has come out to say they advised him against such perfidious act but he did not listen. Nigeria is yet to recover from that stupendous tragedy.
The fall came on August 27, 1993, when he suddenly stepped aside and handed over to a lame duck Interim National Government (ING) headed by Chief Ernest ‘Degunle Shonekan.
This government was as weak as they come. It lacked the liver to deliver on revalidating the annulled mandate freely given to the winner of the Presidential election, Chief Moshood Kashimawo Olawale Abiola. This would have enjoyed the wide support of the people but sadly such opportunity was missed by the inept team and the interim government was soon sacked by General Sani Abacha. Babangida had apparently set up the ING with a view to returning as a civilian President but man proposes and God disposes. His nemesis was Abacha his erstwhile compatriot and friend!
The understanding when Abacha seized power in a military coup was that he was going to right the wrongs of the June 12 elections, clean up the remnants of the Babangida loyalists and give power back to the man elected freely by Nigerians.
That turned out to be a classic case of naiveté at its most ludicrous. The man simply collected power pronto and sat down pretty. No Jupiter was going to remove him from that gilded cage. The Abacha government failed like others to learn the lessons of history and most importantly that no leader had ever succeeded in enslaving Nigerians…
I’ve deliberately taken us down memory lane to demonstrate how the demons of power have sentenced Nigeria perpetually to stupidity and backwardness. And it seems a fool at 56 is almost irredeemable from its tomfoolery unless a miracle happens. That’s the miracle we gave to President Buhari last year on a platter of gold after his fourth attempt. But things seem to be spiralling out of control. I know the President would be told all is well by those benefitting from the current state of things but, walahi, I will always tell Baba the truth. I’ve come to see him as the last hope of the masses and if he fails we all fail.
The first truth is that this government is looking too elitist and ceremonial. I’m not sure this is intentional. The amount of time, energy and resources being deployed on hosting this and that is becoming ridiculous. Whoever suggested that the President should break Ramadan fasts with so much fanfare did not do any good for a government with too many horrendous challenges. If I had any influence in this government, I will advise that government needs to demonstrate its commitments and seriousness at tackling the intractable problems. We should see pictures of brainstorming sessions. We should have and see a brilliant economic team at work.
We should see the President supervising projects nationwide in his jackboots. We should see the President appointing the many Nigerian geniuses that litter every part of the world to assist him use the power God has bestowed on him to benefit ordinary Nigerians. The qualities of appointments we are seeing lately have become appallingly lacklustre. This is not the best Nigeria can offer.
I do not really care if even if all appointees come from Daura, I would leave that agitations to others, who may be myopic or selfish. I’m more interested in the merit, competence and patriotism of such people. President Buhari can make do with a star-studded team regardless of political and religious affiliations. It is never too late to CHANGE!
 

What male chauvinists say.....

 
 Hello Everyone,,,
           I have been off for sometime, and I apologize for my absence. I still remain thankful to those who take out time to read my posts may God bless You.

I have realized that a lot of preachers aren't gender sensitive. I attended a church programme earlier this week and I listened attentively to the Pastors prophesies while addressing a mixed congregation; he said ''By this time next week You'll all be settled in your husband's houses, I then waited patiently for him to go vice versa..but it went all down. I began to think why did he stop there, why dint he go a little bit further to say....''and you would be happily married to your wives''. I want to tell you guys We aren't anxious about the whole marriage thing. You can't just slap it on our faces like we are all anxious waiting for a miracle. When the issue of marriage comes up in singles outreach it gets to me that all the major points are directed at the ladies. I now see why the men think they are all alright and ready...or Its just about the money. So, when they get into marriage they mess up and think its all the ladies fault. Think about it. I believe that gender in church should be addressed 50, 50 so that all  would get the message. 

Poem for the day #


 I have been a tree with branches
Torn I have; between good and evil
may I live or die
Decide Ye now....
How can one be good
How can one be evil
Decide Ye now.

I have been like oil on water
Oil I am; water there are
mix it up..mix it Ye
shake it...look deeper. ye look
I arise immune
For I canst be mixed.

For what hath light got to do with darkness
For none exists in the presence of the other

I have been a tree with branches
I have been oil on water
I have been the sun in the absence of dark.
Torn I have between good and evil
but I choose light
look deep..look deeper
For I remain immune. 

Minka






Friday, 8 July 2016

"Dear men, some of you are disgusting, inhuman, sick & a disgrace to mankind!" -BBA winner Dillish writes


 
 Big Brother Africa winner, Dillish Mathew has added her voice to the issue of gender-based violence and child abuse. It is not yet clear what prompted her rather strong words but she is clearly not apologetic about them. What she wrote below:

Dear: Men Some of you are so disgusting, inhuman, sick and a disgrace to mankind! Enough with the gender based violence. We are not your property. Women are allowed to love freely it's our choice.
If she falls out of love, killing her is not an option. Did you bring her on earth?! Did she put a gun to your head and say "spend money on me? U men were supposed to protect us , cherish us and make the world a better place. And not a fuckin" hell house were a 4 year old girl have to suffer sexual abuse at the hands of men or being stoned to death because love is gone. Stop being fuckin' monsters and man up. Unapologetic Dillish. M
 

 

Depression sounds like a calm expression, but it is a word that has affected thousands of young people in the 21st generation....