As hot as .......

There are several reasons that can make you lose your cool or make your body system make you feel that you've got fever. The propaganda, or reality as it's unfolding, about Obasanjo's third term (o3T in short) is one that makes you be at your wit's end. Not knowing what exactly the cunning old man has in mind.
I downloaded IE 7.0 beta recently and wanted to have a feel of what Microsoft has got for us pronto. I forgot that every beta is as good as student doctors - it's only a test to know how well they can perform. And this test , annoyingly, doesn't only waste your precious time, but also rids you of many other valuble things that are attached to time. I wish I could sue someone for half a million dollars.

Back to normal rants, I have discovered this week that it's true that the ozone layer is wearing off. Infact, there's no ozone layer anymore in Africa. The heat has been intense since Monday. I get scared to go out when the sun is up. It gave me nostalgia about those times Uncle Tai would chase those of us who were scared to enter the cold for morning drills about our dormitories. I guess Nigeria shouldn't even be talking about nuclear plants for electricity generation. The hot sun we have here is enough to run many homes if the resources being scheduled for nuclear plants is redirected to research on Solar electricity generation. It sure is very hot in many areas of Nigeria except in Aso rock & the office of the Minister for Science & Tech. They aren't just feeling the heat. Maybe they must have developed thick skins. I wish I had the means myself to generate solar electricity. I will immediately cut off from the erratic National grid.

All animals are equal

If you've been wondering where I've been, I've been on a vacation at Jeremy's blog. I guess that site was worth the time. I resume blogroll every time to catch every action that occurs there by the minute.
One very important thing I've learnt from my vacation is that you don't shout down/insult/downgrade/underrate/trample on other people's ideas because you feel that yours is better. Everyone has an element of uniqueness/royalty we assign to ourselves at every point. So it's natural to get negative reactions from people when their ideas/worths/values are treated mundane.
Pardon me if it sounds very irky, I was wondering if humans were less mortals. Or if we eventually wake up one day to find that some beings are superior to we humans, what would we do? Or, let me put it in a pill easy to swallow, what if there exists an energy strata in animals (say chickens) like that present in humans? That means that though chickens have a lower IQ and thinking faculty, they would have the capacity to understand and cherish their rights (as humans have human rights and fight for them).
If this energy level exists, it means that it would be unfair and unjust to kill any animal for game. Chickens would have chicken rights and it would be a gross misconduct to take laws into our hands by wiping out an entire colony of birds because some of them have flu. It would be like the Rwandan genocide . And if chickens have their way, they would sue humans for infringing on their rights to life and be given proper healthcare.
Think this not to be of any sense? Does it sound as if I'm blogging for chicken rights?Then why not read Animal farm by George Orwell or any of H.G Wells' books.

It sure is true that all animals are equal, but some are more equal than others.

A typical day

How is your typical day like? Do you find it hard to rest, work, read, think/meditate, eat or do anything? What do you do most? What is it that you would like to remove from your typical day.
Typical days have changed for many in Nigeria whose lives aren't far from the consumption of chicken. Bird flu is seriously disturbing ladies whose place of amusement is the nearest eatery.
Either you are an Aristo/Sugar Daddy (elderly men dating younger ladies) or you are a sugar-mouthed young man who wants to catch some fun, the place you all meet is the fast-food joint where everyone brings his 'Pacero'.
Well, things have changed very much as the sudden emergence of bird flu has incapacitated ladies from having their usual thrills on dates where they stand in front of the counter pointing their slim, long fingers (enchanced by long-fixed nails) at assorted grubs here and there. Men have hereby heaved a sigh of relief that at least it will be cost- effective to date ladies especially around this Valentine season. Nigerian ladies should be given awards or recognition for being one of the greatest consumers of chickens/turkeys and many flying objects.
I'm sure it's gonna take a while to find replacement for chicken which has precariously left the menu. Remember, chop chicken & die!

Well, my typical day is spent in front of the black box. First I check Guardian, then Thisday, Punch, then my email, and I eventually remember to use my aggregator to make news easier to read. Then I move to more entertaining things by going to the blogosphere. Chippla comes first, cause he always rants on very serious things (some say he's a Professor with bushy hair like Uncle Wole). Then I move to Imnakoya's grandiose parlor which is the only one of its kind. It's just 100% original. I don't miss Nneka for any reason, except I've got heaps of workload and I can't concentrate on the sumptuos posts ('cos it's necessary to concentrate on enjoyment to step down from the worries of the environment). Once I check Nneka, I don't miss dqueenb. Then Nyjaguy who's keeping it real, Frances (smile full everywhere), who I won't be surprised to see in one of the movies I watch very soon. I'm very sure the role she'll play will not be the frowning one, cos I can't comprehend how she's gonna make herself frown. Then I move to the general Nigeria blog aggregator where I can get a better view of all postings. Sometimes I wish Trae and Exschoolnerd can have posts more often.
When I'm feeling techie or geeky, I go to see Shola and Kayzee.
At a time like this, you shouldn't do without visiting boggywoggy/kisses & roses.
And then my eyes stroll to the buttom right corner of my screen. 'Oh shit!'. I blogged the whole day.

Happy Valentine y'all. We'll blog when work's done.
Have a fabulous Valentine. Ladies, no chop ur man too much oh.

To Josephine With Love

I carry your heart with me.

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in
my heart) I am never without it(anywhere
I go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart(I carry it in my heart).

From the buttom of my earth, I wish you a happy Valentine's day my Sunshine.

Valentine Heureux

The Unifying Factor

And the whole world went dancing for Nigeria (except Tunisians though) 'cos of their win on Saturday. Smiles glittered on the faces of perturbed people who felt heavy when they thought history would repeat itself as it did in 2004 when Tunisia beat Nigeria.
The whole 90mins had mixed reactions at different points. In the first half, people were commenting on the game passionately. With happiness were they watching the match and a radio station was playing the track Won kere si number wa - music of Fatai Rolling Dollar, meaning they're small for our number. Humour was flowing easily as the referee blew the whistle to end the half.
The second half took a different turn as the Tunisians found the back of the net with Enyeama unable to stop them. Bottles of ice-cold confidence were being passed around. 'It's only a joke', someone said. 'My boys will wake up in a while and they'll carry the goals home with huge baskets. Ten minutes from that time was enough to separate the impatient, solution-requesting fans from the passionate lovers of the round leather game. some had started shouting that JJ be brought in to destroy the Tunisans and send their coffins to Tunis for burial that same day. Many minutes went and the only substitution was Nankwo Kanu. People started becoming agitated and angry that the coach was just there looking with his horizontal tribal mark like Hercule Poirot in one of his crime series. Someone even asked his colleague if he still had Eguavoen's phone number that he wanted to speak with him right away :D.
Minutes flew and the substitutions that came in only reflected the thinking of the coach, he wanted tobeef up the defence.
Then Mr. Garba Lawal came in. I found it very amusing that even the commentators referred to him as Mr. People said he wanted to be called that way. Orisirisi na him dey happen for the game oh! It's in football that you see some men have afro hairstyles as high two storey buildings. Some dye theirs to look like aged people. Some even tattoo every part of their body, save the eyeballs and the nails. This one came and said he should be called Mr. Maybe by the time he is about to retire, they'll be calling him Pa or Lord Garba Lawal. But Mr.Garba didn't prove his mettle that much that he deserved to be referred to that way.
Then another 30 mins went without any result. It was then that mosst people abandoned the match and went strolling on the streetss, trying to send emails of insults and abuses via the wind to eguavoen@egyptcupofnations.fb . Many couldn't bear the adrenalin rush when watching penalty shoot-outs. Even Kanu didn't want to play his own penalty sef. Who wants to be the one to send his country out of nations' cup? I no blame am. That's how I realised how much Jesus did to die for man. He was strolling like Eze goes to school towards the post, with his head dangling left and right as he moved. People were already praying for him and encouraging him back home (as if he was hearing) that he would score.
In short sha, the Tunisians lost three penalties and we won. People went wild with jubliation. Those who couldn't bear the pain of watching the penalties ran back in front of the TVs in jubilation. Everybody was hugging and shaking one another! This does not happen any time. Not even during xmas. Christains/moslems, neighbours, everyone went jubilating. It was a site to behold.
Then I think to myself, if this kind of thing will unify people and make them so happy & not see any differences in one another,why not make the cup of nations a yearly affair? It's good blood for us oh! Not even Abacha's death made people so mad with excitement.
I must also say that it is now that I realise how good the goal keeper, Vincent Enyeama is.
I pray this kind of good thing continues to happen.

Thank God for China

I start my post today by saying that the world has become a better place by the actions of Chinese people. I say this because I know how the prices of goods were some 8-10 years ago before the swift rise-to-the-occasion act of China. I went to the market last month to purchase some computer accessories and I was surprised at the prices of very useful and exciting accessories. They were extremely low!!. I thought maybe the shop attendant didn't know the actual price of the accessories, so I decided to try another store to know if she made a mistake. Lo and behold, it was the same everywhere! Trust me, I visited the market the next day with more money to shop till I dropped.
My mind flashed back to some years ago when most of these accessories were brought in from the U.S and Europe. They were being sold at cut-throat and unreachable prices. Though there's the issue of durability, but the difference between high-quality goods produced in the US/Europe and the ones produced in China is atimes not too much considering the fact that fashion/tend/technology changes so fast that durable goods are dumped after a few months of use not because the become faulty but the fact that they get out-of-fashion.
Why western companies wouldn't love to come sell their goods in Africa can be traced to the fact that their prices are usually too high for the technology-crazy lot around here. So they move to China to produce their goods through outsourcing and the likes and ship they finished products to everywhere in the world.
One thing I sure know is that China will not continue to have foreigners continue to come and use its resources to produce goods and just pay chinese workers their wages and the government taxes and then take all the profit back to the West. If it is not in place right now, I forsee an indigenization program like that which Nigeria started in the 70s. That means that the technologies will be trapped and nationalised in Asian countries. What will America and Europe do if that happens? Food for thought!
And from the other perspective, will Africa continue to be consumers of goods produced elsewhere? If Africans continue to be heavy consumers, even to the level of King Mswati who has penchant for cars, then there is fire on the mountain!

Grammy in Ikenne

Yeah I'm back. And it's with a lot of joy.
For those that wanna know, the anniversary was BAM as expected. All the stars that adorned the color of the great institution came around. Many of them, even the first set (1956) were around.
The only set of fuck-ups were that digital camera, Baba Iyabo & Gbenga Daniels. Madam wasn't around though ( u no fit call arugbo fuck up now, except you don't wanna dagba!!!). The camera suddenly became crippled like the Teranga lions. The heat of the environment was too much. Oga Udeh and Mr. Achampong (Champon) are still kicking it there. Baba Aiyedun has been exiled by irate (ijaw :D) students. Messrs. Kolawole & Taiwo are unwaveringly present like constants in a mathematical equation. I hear Dugo died sometimes ago. Big Michael (as permanent as Mayflower) also graced the occasion.
All past principals : Messrs Kujore, Odubanjo, Osiboye and even Morafa were present.
Grooving started with bonfire on the school field ard 7:30 pm. I went to B4 to rest when it was around 2:30am. Others were still kicking it hard at that time. I just had to go take some nap jare! I couldn't take it anymore.
So up I wake on saturday morning as early as 5:30 (2hrs 30 minss after I slept) to charge my camera batteries which suddenly got a mind of its own when it got to Ikenne. I went to Junior school to charge dem. No amount of charging brought the mind of the rechargeable batteries back. It stills baffles me what came over both the batteries and the camera. I managed it sha.
Joined the students in drinking Ogi and Moinmoin ( the thing was sweet oh, they even put sugar for kids of nowadays) around 10 before heading for town to buy batteries.
All the way up, past Uren river, greeting Pa Kolawole Oronti in front of his abode to St. Saviours towards Central mosque and we eventually found a shop where we
could get fresh batteries. Uhh, relieved. But the relief was only for some time. I later discovered that the batteries werent powerful enough to last minutes **Oh,no**. Ex-Mays had started cruising in and we met some at Iya Wosila (regular food joint where we used to sneak from school to long time ago). I couldn't believe this woman is still doing food business. This woman ought to be the McDonalds of Nigeria oh!
Then we went back to Second Home to make sure we don't miss any event that happens at all.
Ex-Mays started trooping in. Old friends (& wicked seniors) and those who bring happy tears to one whose childhood days are past. I couldn't bare seeing people I've long parted with. After a couple of minutes, I just fainted............












Good old Gbongboro, Tasere's 1st abode & Bush Library

Reunion

Hey all! How has your week been? Typical one, enh?!
Thanks to the good Lord it's friday.
I'm linking to the good old days this weekend. You know how it usually feels connecting with the past. Reunions and anniversary are always very interesting, seeing old friends how they've grown. You'll get juicy stories when I'm back.

Happy 50th Anniversary Exmays.

By the way, Nfana ibaga!

Nothing is hidden

This should be very funny.
One shouldn't always keep too many secrets.



Mouthy parrot 'reveals sex secret'

The very best weekend

This weekend marks off the beginning of a very promising year, going by all the wonderful things that happened in it (for those of us that were able to see our loved ones again). You know how it feels to have good people back around you. It's like a bottle of chilled coke in the Sahara.
Well the weeks starts off on a very nice note, Liberia's finally getting a chance to build her life again. Ms (or Mrs., only God knows which one's appropriate) Ellen Johnson Sirleaf got sworn in yesterday. A woman also won elections in Chile. I think this year is already going to the women. It's your turn women, do it well.
And then the president eventually, in his characteristic unwavering (we call it strong-head, which pays us most times though) manner, rests the hammer on 14 banks who failed to meet capitalisation deadline. Some call it a milestone for Nigeria's economy, others see it as mass job loss for those in the banking sector.
Talking about job loss, it's gonna be mass one this quarter of the year with the revocation of licences. I already have a few colleagues in other banks affected (poor them) who at first were very confident that their jobs were secure. And all of a sudden, poof it went! That's the way it is, some people will definitely be affected when wrongs are been corrected.
I even got one who was asked to leave few days after he got married. You should know what the family of the bridegroom will say about the bride - harbinger of bad luck. The lady herself isn't that kind of beautiful, which spoils everything. She's not someone with the temperament that smiles at least once in a week. She's always carrying a long, stone-cold face. To crown everything up, she's FAT. Not slightly fat...no. I mean blind-man-can see-it FAT. So you can picture the rest. I'm just sorry for the poor guy who used to be the toast of all babes in the vicinity.
One sure fact is that the western world ought to brace up for the teeming crowd of 'displaced' bank-workers. They definitely will not wanna stay in Nigeria to try their luck. Some have even been talking about somewhere as far as Australia! It's one of the low sides of reforms.
One thing that comes to mind is that all these losses will not happen if people did the right things when it was necessary for them to.

Myopia

Well, it has to be on a lighter mode - no matter how pressed I am to tackle issues headlong and with the wholee of my energy. Everything has to be on a cool, smooth, laugh-it-off platform. A platform where burning issues are treated with calmness and less adrenaline to remove/reduce heart stress.
Like a minister for maximum enjoyment and utmost pleasure, I bessech you to frequently ease out stress and tension from your great workload and daily upheavals.
I've had so much to blog on this day - so much that I feel very pained to blog something with great tenecity but after a few paragraphs, I remember it always has to be "On a lighter mode".
Well....considering the present happenings across the globe, it's pertinent to let our views be known. Situation reports shows that President Idriss Deby of Chad (West Africa) is towing his nation in the path Nigeria has been through. The path of clouded and clandestine oil-renevue sharing. The government has , contrary to its agreement with World Bank, decided to share it's revenue from it's just discovered oil-reserves in another way. This other way favouring present needs of the youths. The government says it's allocating funds for the present hungry generation and not putting coming generation first.
To me, it's more of a myopic way of planning life that has been plagueing leaders of this age.
It's the same thing with the slogan/principles/legacy of the political god-father of Oyo state (Western Nigeria) Lamidi Adedibu. He said he's practising Amala politics. Amala politics, in his term, is that type of politics that you base all your agenda & plans/manifesto on your ability to eat/grab/grub/consume/devour everything you can when at the helms of power.
This view is shared by many people in many races and generations. It runs through many minds. Even in that of the investor - grab your profits fast now and log out. No one wants to wait for long-term profit anymore, understanding that anything can happen at anytime. No pharmaceutical company wants to invest in research on malaria 'cos if drugs that can totally annihilate it are produced, how much will Africans pay for it? In their eyes, they deem it worthless to invest huge sums of money into its research only to get maybe 3% profit (if they're lucky) on it. They would rather do that of AIDS cause many rich nations fall in that trap. I wonder why African nations can't adopt the use of DDT and 'darn the consequences'. There's an addage that says that 'a man dies only but once.'
Even Shakespeare said 'Cowards die many times before their deaths, the valiant never taste of death but once.' Why not fight malaria once and prevent yearly deaths and loss of millions of dollars. Truth is you don't prevent death by signing for iminent future deaths and waste of money together with it. It's because many of them profit for purchase of malaria drugs.
People fail to understand that driving profit in everything we do should also have to do with conscience.
Well, so much for them! May their pot-bellies enlarged with profit burst when full.
Please remember that you need not stress ypurself, these people will continue to do things that perk at your temper and make you wanna explode. It definitely has to be on a lighter mode.

Fast changing world

Ever wondered how fast, and even how smart, kids nowadays grow? You can't just imagine that a kid of about 8yrs knows so much! U'll be stupefied to discover the amount of information in their brain. At 8yrs, I've seen kids who knew everything about sex. I mean everything. The things they don't know might be very few.
A kid was once asking his uncle, who was mesmerised by the figure of the lady he was talking to, if e wanted to go inside his room with her :).He asked the kid he would go in to do with her. The kid smiled sheepishly and said with giggles all over him 'don't you know what men and women do in the room?'. At 8! Imagine that.
I was woken up by my little nephew one day during the christmas holiday who lamented about the match Chelsea played around that time (I've forgotten the other club now). He said he wasn't happy with the configuration of players Mourinho used. He said that was why Chelsea won by a lone goal. If he had not substituted one particular player for the other (I've forgotten their names), the match would have ended with more goals - considering the fact that the strong-man in the midd-field had been sustituted with someone weaker, hindering increase in attack mounted on the opponent. I was dazed. I tried wiping my face if I was still dreaming. It was live! No film-trick or dream. I just sat there motionless on my bed for a while. I couldn't comprehend where a kid of 6yrs got great insight and understanding! He spoke like someone who had mastered the game and understood what was necessary for a win.
A man was complaining that he doesn't bother hiding things from his 10yr old boy again. It's just like taking a course in rocket science or cryptography if you dare it. He can fathom everything going on in his dad's head.
Kids nowadays come with a Pentium VI processor and 2048MB RAM. Hard disk size should be like 2.5 Terabytes.
If you visit homes where kids are, u'll find out that it's everywhere. Their heights and sizes are immense. A 15yr old boy will pass for an adult of 40 yrs when viewed from the back. Don't even talk about girls of that age.
At their age, we were racking our brain trying to memorise London bridge and 12 times table. God seems to be fairer to kids of this age 'cos they have the capacity to do so many things that you wonder if they are as young as their ages tell you. I'm thinking this metamorphosis is due to genetically-modified (GM) foods produced nowadays. They sure contain fertilisers.
Imagine what the world will look like when they grow old!

Growing addiction

Yeah, yeah. It's the first week of a new year and I'm trying to stick to my resolution. I've been trying to be a bookworm, research dedicated techie like the scientists at IBM or Bell Laboratories (or even Microsoft Research) with their white robes on and always sticking around their offices (boring isn't it?). At least that's enough excuse for not blogging.
And barely 6 days into the new year, I just can't do without one'a my addicted habits. Went to the movie shop and got a collection of Anthony Hopkins. I was really embarassed to lookup the silence of the lambs to find out that such a classic has been out since 1991 and I haven't gotten just a preview. Where do all the good films go? And what's with Hannibal Lecter that Mr. namesake can't just play all his part in one movie? He rather likes to spread that cast through a couple of movies.
I guess this addiction is becoming quite negative considering the fact that I didn't even keep a pen to write down new words or phrases. I just sit there consuming every part of the movie, giving it my utmost attention like I was preparing for PhD. What differentiates me from a junkie if my addiction isn't bringing positive results to my life at the long run? Well, they say not all addictions are bad (at least Bill Gates has showed that clearly), I'm just gonna have to make it work for my good. But I don't wanna dump my new year resolution for nothing. I guess I'll just have to cut the time I waste on other stuffs to accomodate this addiction, since I consider it a good one. And it's close to the Oscar month and u don't wanna miss the streams of movies that inundate movie shops just because they wanna win. U'll be sorry if you do.
Now I got like 700 pages to read and assimilate in 17 days. God help me! It's not easy being the best in the areas of life you choose to. It's more of sleep-consuming (that's if sleep isn't ur area of specialty like my kid brother).
Well, I still got the good old recitals of Dr Tai Solarin ringing in my head - 'The heights that great men reached and kept were not attained by a sudden flight, but they while their companions slept kept toiling upwards through the night'.
By the way, have you seen Dogma? Please don't drink any form of liquid when watching (not even water), u cld spew it all over the place, or even get it smuggled to your medula oblongata while laughing. And if you're a clergy, it's good for you.

You ain't seen nothing yet

Happy new year all.
It's so nice to be alive. How was your holiday? I hope all went well.
It's good to realise that we have the opportunity to see another year. A year of opportunities, enlargement, increase and success for those who believe in it. 2005 was a year many will not forget that easily. I doubt if 2006 will be any different.
Truth is that the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
For those of us who are positive minded, it's gonna be our year. Justice, equity, fairness, success shall befall us this year.
Please sound it on the rooftop and the closet that this year is a year of wonder & new things.
Fasten your seatbelt 'cos You aint seen nothing yet.

It's my birthday

And the count continues. Another year has been added to me & I'm grateful to God that I'm alive. Out of everything that has happened in the whole wide world, my life has been a spectacular wonder even to me as a person.
I've had plans and desires, but it's incredible that I've been able to achieve ALL (and I mean it)that I ever laid in mind.
I'm too overjoyed at the moment.
I'm gonna throw an Owambe.
Would you love to come? Let me know.

If I come back to the world, I would love to come back and live this particular life again. The script was written well. I can see my true colours.
By the way, Rice & Stew Very Plenty (RSVP).

Merry Xmas

This is to wish everybody a very merry xmas.
May the season bring good things that your hearts have always longed for.
Merry xmas y'all.
And a happy new year in advance.

And please don't overeat, it's an offence punishable by law.

Undercover agents

Is it really true that metaphysical/spritual powers also control the affairs of a nation? Is it true that Presidents are usually possessed by evil spirits/forces after they assume position? I'm asking this question because it's a queer characteristic that most African leaders exhibit (though if not before, after assuming position) - their manifestos differ greatly from the acts they eventually carry out when they get to power.
It's no news that past leaders of nations belonged to deep, most times undercover, FBI/CIA/M15 (occultic groups) whose ways and deeds weren't pure. I heard the story (neither once nor twice) about the great Ghanian leader, Kwame Nkrumah performing those mysterious acts of making human sacrifices on the platforms on which he speaks to address the people. Why? Simple - To gain control over humans, you use humans as sacrifice. I heard once too that some past US presidents belonged to *FM ( go watch National Treasure).There are also rumours (sometimes confirmed) that Uncle Sege belongs to the KGB. Legend/myth/fiction has it that his drink was poisoned once in an occasion. And instead of laboratory tests being carried out to confirm it, the buttom of the cup simply popped out when he lifted it to drink. Call that Bendel Insurance?! :D
A big example is that of the Malawian President been haunted by ghosts/strange things in the $100M presidential villa. It was reported that "Sometimes the president feels rodents crawling all over his body but when lights are turned on he sees nothing."
Another is the refusal of the Ghanian President, John Kuffour, to reside in Osu castle (a slave castle used during the era of slave trade). His reasons are that slave trade and colonialism did not only do evils inside the Castle but some post-independent Ghanaian Heads of State did there – human sacrifice, fearful juju-marabou rituals, brutalities, killings there, gross inhumanity.
Mr. Kuffour has sinced decided to request for a $60M loan from India in order to build a new Presidential villa. The opposition MPs/Senators are standing against it.
Can the metaphysical be responsible for the woes and the misleadings of African leaders? Is it possible for pure christians/muslims to attain lofty positions without insuring themselves in covert operations?
Maybe our leaders really mean well for us, but their plans are being thwarted by forces beyond their control. Maybe Robert Mugabe (Zimbabwe) still has human feelings but his feelings are be drowned by legions of demons dwelling in him. Maybe Omar Bongo ( Gabon, since 1967) doesn't really wanna stay that long in power if not for the intervention of allied forces beyond his control. Maybe Yoweri Museveni (Uganda) is a very nice man as he seems but his hands are really tied.
If that be the case, I think we need to pray seriously for our nations respectively. A force more supernatural should solve the issue.
But I don't think Mugabe is possessed by a legion of pervert demons. I think he's just having fun control his nation like he's playing Play Station Portable.
All the same, I'm help my nation out by remembering the leaders in prayers when I pray. Ur nation might need ur prayers too, you know.
By the way, the size of Alamieyeseigha's belly sure tells us that it's not only food that resides in that belly.

The height of insensitivity

The argument was a heated one yesterday as some people were trying to explain to me that there are people that are embodiments of bad luck, harbingers of doom. Whatever they connect to in doing turns sour. I just didn't like the theory being connected to this issue. I regard it as gross insensitivity to use this theory in this case.
I start today by saying that it's very hard to come to terms with what the Nigerian media & the labour is doing by calling for the removal of the Minister for Aviation, Babalola Borishade. Reasons: He's been bad luck to every ministry he has served. Once he was the Minister for Education and there were endless stikes then. Now he's the Minister for Aviation and the whole skies have become blood-sucking. Therefore he's not fit to be there. He could continue being there and bad things won't seize to happen.
One thing I've noticed is that in order to cover tracks of unseriousness with the works given to them, past leaders & civil servants decide to throw anything & everything at the wheels of progress of present leaders after sighting handwritings on the wall that their acts would be unfolded if the tempo of sanitization is maintained.
Truth is, Borishade was not there when money was exchanging hands in order for Airlines to circumvent the rules, neither was he around when phoney contracts were awarded. So what is the meaning of him 'bringing bad luck to every ministry he steps into'?
My own view is that each time Borishade steps into any ministry, the rots are being excavated for correction. His spirit seems not to work with work trends inundated with errors and falsehood. Contrary to the rants of people,I think his aura is good enough for every ministry he's put. It will help unearth the rot buried in every ministry.
I also stand in defence of him.

Uhhh, relieved

Uh, what a week!I've never felt the kind'a pressure I felt last week in a straight whole year. You'll agree with me that there are times that you come under intense pressure that you just feel like ***damn it blogger.com, where's my pic?*****.I hope your week wasn't like mine?!Thank goodness this week's gonna be different.
The sorrowful events that happened last week partook in the dampening of my spirit, thus redirecting my blog topic last week.
When we heard the news of Alamieyeseigha's (Bayelsa state governor, Southern Nigeria) impeachment and arrest, I felt it was necessary to thank all that shared in the pain of shouting him down from power. Though it might seem that those at the helms of affairs in Nigeria don't go to the internet, some who influence decision making do.
I wanna say kudos to everyone who took the pain in blogging him out of power, not that there was any direct monetary gain but for the need to make things right. Chippla, Grandiose Parlor, Nneka, Kayzee, Emmanuel Oluwatosin, Nigerian times, Black Looks, to mention a few. You guys really helped to up the tempo online and I must say that you were great.
And just as we had predicted, he was arrested immediately after impeachment. I need not bore you with his story, he should remain in prison until after the festive season. 'Cos right now, all that's in our mind is xmas.

Getting to know you

I was tagged by Nyjaguy .
Hopefully we’ll get to know each other this way…there are a ton of Nigerian folks on Blogspot and I think we should get to know each other, I saw this on Xanga and I think its cool so here is how it works.The Rules 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "5 weird habits of yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a blogspot entry about their 5 weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged and list their blogspot IDs.
There goes:

1. There's a kind of music player in my brain that starts playing randomly selected music almost every morning I wake up, and it doesn't stop for many hours in the mornings.
2. I hear a voice that speaks to me each & every time I do anything that 'You can do better than this (though I get pissed atimes after I've expended so much energy on the task).
3. I don't seem to have any stomach for cheating and injustice. Even when I don't want to talk or wanna look away, my actions bare my anger when I encounter injustice (My mama said I picked that from her).
4. I don't like parties/owambes or any kind of flambouyant life. I just like it quiet and simple most times.
4 1/2. There's a force that propels me to do most of the things I do that people term to be splendid. Personally, I ain't got the capacity for such nice things.
5. When I buy clothes, I usually buy like 3 exact replica type everytime. My sister says it's weird, but isn't it to wear something that's ok and just go?!

Grandiose Parlor™
Black Looks
Exschoolnerd
Sharpmouth
Chippla