Nigerian Beautiful Actress Christabel Egbenya Signs New Contract.
The actress who went on her Facebook page to announce the renewal of her contract as the brand Ambassador of Sabworld Ventures was full of happiness claiming that the year 2020 came with a lot of success.
In her words:
Signed and Sealed! Best way to start the new year
Good day sweethearts, I’m excited to let you all know that @sabworldventuresltd Proudly announces the renewal of the Contract with actress christabel Egbenya as their brand Ambassador 2020.
An Assistant Pastor Allegedly Poisons Prophetess in order to take over her church
The general overseer of Salvation Centre Of All nations, Prophetess Success Oni Onwaeze has died.
Her death occurred after an alleged poisoning by her assistant pastor who’s identity is unknown at the time of filing this news.
A viral chat which is alleged to have originated from her while on her sick bed revealed that she confided in one of her friends who she told of the poisoning by her fellow pastor whose interest was to take over her ministry, and members of her congregation.
However some people are calling for autopsy to ascertain the true cause of her death.
A Nigerian Man LIVING In United States Takes Pastors Wife On Vacation
Shatta Bandle, A Self Acclaimed Ghanaian Billionaire Shows Off With His New Girl Friend.
Shatta Bandle who recently claimed that he has more money and investment than the African richest man and the president of Dangote Group of Companies, Mr Aliko Dangote has recently showed off his pictures with his beautiful girl friend.
Shatta Bandle in the picture making rounds said “Money is good, money stops nonsense, i was once poor and let my story inspire you”.
The picture which generated likes and comments around the world was full of admiration for the boastful billionaire.
Man Donates Kidney to Girlfriend, Proposes Marriage But She Turns Him Down
What can you sacrifice for love? Will you be willing to sacrifice an organ of your body to save her life?
Simon did exactly that and then proposed for marriage afterwards, but in spite of what he did the response he got was not a favorable one.
This story happened in South London and it has since gained a lot of reactions from netizens around the world. Apparently, the man and the woman first met in the 90s but after sharing a kiss, nothing intimate happened between them.
Simon Louis, 48, and Mary Emmanuelle, 41, have been friends for over two decades.
Mary who worked as a stockbroker secretary took care of her son Dwayne while Simon was a music event organizer with his brother.
Through the year, he still had feelings for Mary and would often send flowers and chocolates on Valentine’s Day.
In 2014, Mary suddenly collapsed at home.
Dwayne found her on the floor, choking on her own vomit. It was later discovered that she had an end-stage kidney disease and her only hope would be to have a transplant.
Finding a suitable donor, however, was difficult because of her rare B-Negative blood.
Mary said:
I couldn’t believe it, I had been given a death sentence. My name was put on a death donor list. I could only wait.
After being discharged from the hospital, Simon visited her often and even helped care for her, often staying overnight at her place. Eventually, he suggested that he get tasted to see if he is a match to her blood type-and it turned out that he is.
The two then underwent months of assessment and the surgery was eventually a success.
As the two helped each other recover. Simon then asked Mary if she will marry him. Unfortunately, she still rejected him.
“I let him down gently by saying I’d have to think about it.
“I think I’d worry if we got married it would in some way damage our special friendship and also I don’t want to get wed until I’m fully better health-wise”.
As for Simon, he said he didn’t regret donating his kidney for Mary.
According too him:
“I didn’t think twice about it.
There’s no question about
doing something like that for
someone you love”.
SOURCE: ELITE READERS
Tracynither Nicholas a highly successful business woman and social media influencer had this to say about media personality Joy Isi Bewaji.
JOY ISI BEWAJI A SOCIAL MISFIT FOR LOVE & BUSINESS ADVICE……!!
Joy Isi Bewaji is one lovely lady that I admire because she is intelligently creative with her writing skills. But for her talented writing skills alone, I strongly believe she is a complete MISFIT when it comes to the guidelines she gives to her followers on parenting, love matters and the multiple businesses she is always setting up but as usual never succeeding at any.
Sometimes I feel like hugging her tight, because I know deep down she is highly depressed and emotionally broken. All is not well with that lady, who cannot keep a steady relationship for a full year or nurture a particular business that will be well known or be successful at it.
The way and manner this lady who over the years has sealed up the mouth of her followers from telling her the truth, but rather agrees to every post and wrong advice she puts up by closing up her comment section and maintaining only the “Oh Yes” followers online makes one to wonder the spell she uses to make them dumb.
Sometime last year or a year before, she was dating a Married Man whose Wifey I know well enough, the Man set up a business for her but she was busy on Facebook dishing out relationship advice on how ladies should be arrogant to Men with her many grammars than making any profitable returns on that business and before you say jack, both business and romance folded up. She discharged her staff without any proper briefing and asked those she housed in the BQ of the office complex to vacate the place leaving many of them stranded while she relocated to a Hotel in Victoria Island where she coiled herself in like a SERPENT for months because of Heartbreak.
The same lady who advises ladies on how to look down on Men, on how to be arrogant to Men could not show her bravery since the support of Men means nothing to her frustrated life. She was coiled up in that Hotel until a new and different Man delivered her from that Heartbreak and gave her a new lease of life and fresh air. Again she quickly set up another new business on the head and account of the new man.
To cut the long story short, this new man picked up and continued from where the old man stopped. He spent money on her like it was going out of fashion and Joy who lives her frustrated life on Facebook and for the general public made sure she updated us with all the love details. She forgot to save or put things in place for the rainy days. The man kept taking her from one restaurant to the other as Joy who also advised other women never to cook for their men vowed not to enter a kitchen but choosed to live life on the sky.
Man don spend Money tire on hotel bills even after He rented her an apartment, He got tired of spending on her trips, got tired of the wastage and took to his heels. Finally the glamour has disappeared and we are now talking about stage dramas and TACC classes to survive and fill up the vacuum.
Young ladies on Facebook this 2019 mind the advice of those you will assimilate into your life. Ladies like Joy isi Bewaji who comes here to tell you never to be submissive or respectful to a man as the Men should be to you also are complete failures in some of life accomplishments, don’t listen to them. Be a Woman that a Man needs not a Woman who needs a man, Be an asset and not a liability and Restaurant consumer like Joy isi Bewaji.
Vice Presidential debate: another Nigerian exercise in futility.
“A good leader leads the people from above them. A great leader leads the people from within them.”– M. D. Arnold
We can go into indepth analysis of the recently aired vice presidential debate, we can scrutinize nuances,we can attempt to discern true intent,we can tweak,turn and twist the narratives as much as we deem fit,but the apparent vacuum in the “unticked” box for true visionary leadership was one far too obvious to ignore.
The incumbent vice President when pressed on issues bordering around his administration’s failure to deliver on campaign promises resorted to laying blame on the past sixteen years of opposition leadership,when in truth,results after nearly a complete term should be able to answer for whether the country has taken a turn for the better,or was moving a bit too closely to the speed of stagnation.
And on the side of the main opposition party,theirs was the empty and baseless name dropping of developmental strides of China,a rhetoric that failed at the honest attempt of outlining a similar course,and how it’s implemention would follow a properly crafted plan to achieve set goals step by step. Just blind rhetoric,a frail attempt at the application of fallacy by association.
For the representatives of the other parties,well,let us say they didn’t make much of an impression in a positive sense,and for the general impressions they made,let us just say they didn’t do much service to their parties and running mates,so we won’t dwell on them too much,because the real side show were the conspicuously absent element of true leadership.
The cricial quality the debate lacked was a candidate with the required trappings and well honed paraphernalia of a genuine leader. An individual who distinctly possesses a deeper understanding of the fundamental human capacity deficit our society is fraught with.
On both sides of the divide,respective supporters believe their candidates to have fared better,but from the grey regions in between,more should be expected of those we entrust with leadership,more should be demanded. Then again,our people have always been quite slow to pick up the finer points on issues.
Those finer points border around issues such as ways to unshackle SMEs and improve the flexibility of doing business,the outlawing of multiple taxations,that in most cases stifles or outrightly decimates the development of new businesses,tackling the problems with our men in uniform, adapting a more holistic approach towards bringing essential reforms to the behaviour and character of our police and military,who have taken the term incompetence to a new low, and of course the delivery from rot and decay of our mammoth albatross, the Nigerian judiciary.
Like amateur boxers there was a lot of dancing around,without any of the candidates taking the initiative to properly lean into his opponent with a killer combination of strikes to land a knockout, and both parties had more than ample loopholes in the respective standpoints of their opponents to do this. None of them possessed the dead eyed accuracy of a marksman that had cornered his mark,what both possessed was jejune footworks and the penchant for dancing about with no real heavyweight end product.
But this has always been the Nigerian situation hasn’t it?
Our best is usually a near success syndrome that eventually unravels into an exposure of our unpreparedness and mental frailty. So we fall short time and again,and the world keeps moving further away.
We can’t keep hoping for the best when our majority input is simply hope. No.
We need leaders that can lead from amongst us,men who carry a vision that is in tandem with the aspirations of the few sensible Nigerians left,men who would seek to build leadership institutions for the benefit of the youngest generations who have not been corrupted yet,and protect the sanctity and integrity of such institutions,because anything short of this facilities our doom further and further.
There is time,but just a little,let us see.
Boma princewill.
Nigerian leadership: our real impostors.
“A lie told often enough becomes the truth.” – Vladimir Lenin
The Nigerian politician is coming. He arrives in motorcades, sirens blaring. Commotion and activity accompany his arrival. He is cheered on by the hungry,the sick,the violated, and the most vulnerable. Welcome sir.
From behind the tinted glasses of his own vehicle he sees the people screaming at him,perhaps trying to pass on yet another story of unbearable hardship and suffering,another story of political exclusion,police brutality or the most common malaise,abject lack of essential resources.
But he can’t hear them,there is too much commotion,too much noise,still this doesn’t mean he doesn’t know what they are saying,or that he doesn’t see their issues depicted by their sorry conditions. He can’t hear them because he doesn’t want to,in his own mind,his constituency comprises of him alone,and his sole aim is to do good by that constituent.
This is the sorry state of affairs in Nigeria. Where a man is applauded for choosing himself over the people. Where mandates and promises mean precisely nothing.
The saddest part to come to terms with is the fact that a vast majority of the politicians responsible for the destruction of our society where not born into wealth and affluence,no,they were born into middle class to poor families. And in their time they oversaw the eradication of one of the classes,and saw to the demotion of the other to the point were we are now the nation that houses the highest numbers of those, I leave you to fit the pieces together.
We have been lied to.
A lie told over and over again to the point where those pretending to be leaders have succeeded in convincing us that they actually are. A brutal lie.
The propagators of this lie have ensured that there is only one divide,and that is the divide between rich and poor,the divide between those who wield influence, and those who must bend to it’s will. The sparse remnants of the middle class are mostly those merely so in mind,but not in the social endowments necessary for the acquisition of their soubriquet.
It is because of this dynamic that nothing ever works.
There are those from the “upper” part of the divide with grand designs for a better country, they quickly become one against a horde of degenerates with sufficient resources to frustrate anyone with designs on readjusting the status quo. It is not a battle for a single individual, but an intellectual revolution birthed by individuals from the poor masses.
Whether we allow our minds to be emancipated enough to carry out an intellectual revolution or not is up to us,but while we wait,one side becomes more difficult to contain,and the other side,less able by the day to muster the effort needed.
Boma Princewill.
Nigerian leadership: the real impostors.
“A lie told often enough becomes the truth.” – Vladimir Lenin
The Nigerian politician is coming. He arrives in motorcades, sirens blaring. Commotion and activity accompany his arrival. He is cheered on by the hungry,the sick,the violated, and the most vulnerable. Welcome sir.
From behind the tinted glasses of his own vehicle he sees the people screaming at him,perhaps trying to pass on yet another story of unbearable hardship and suffering,another story of political exclusion,police brutality or the most common malaise,abject lack of essential resources.
But he can’t hear them,there is too much commotion,too much noise,still this doesn’t mean he doesn’t know what they are saying,or that he doesn’t see their issues depicted by their sorry conditions. He can’t hear them because he doesn’t want to,in his own mind,his constituency comprises of him alone,and his sole aim is to do good by that constituent.
This is the sorry state of affairs in Nigeria. Where a man is applauded for choosing himself over the people. Where mandates and promises mean precisely nothing.
The saddest part to come to terms with is the fact that a vast majority of the politicians responsible for the destruction of our society where not born into wealth and affluence,no,they were born into middle class to poor families. And in their time they oversaw the eradication of one of the classes,and saw to the demotion of the other to the point were we are now the nation that houses the highest numbers of those, I leave you to fit the pieces together.
We have been lied to.
A lie told over and over again to the point where those pretending to be leaders have succeeded in convincing us that they actually are. A brutal lie.
The propagators of this lie have ensured that there is only one divide,and that is the divide between rich and poor,the divide between those who wield influence, and those who must bend to it’s will. The sparse remnants of the middle class are mostly those merely so in mind,but not in the social endowments necessary for the acquisition of their soubriquet.
It is because of this dynamic that nothing ever works.
There are those from the “upper” part of the divide with grand designs for a better country, they quickly become one against a horde of degenerates with sufficient resources to frustrate anyone with designs on readjusting the status quo. It is not a battle for a single individual, but an intellectual revolution birthed by individuals from the poor masses.
Whether we allow our minds to be emancipated enough to carry out an intellectual revolution or not is up to us,but while we wait,one side becomes more difficult to contain,and the other side,less able by the day to muster the effort needed.
Boma Princewill.
As ordinary Nigerians we are all day labourers.
Every Nigerian whose head is for more than carrying loads ensures their wards, if their heads too are more than for carrying loads, are NOT trapped in Nigeria. Trapped as in condemned to school here, live here, work here, be at the mercy of our healthcare system and so on. They ensure their wards have a foothold in Europe, America, Canada, Malaysia.
From Buhari to Saraki, your state governor to his deputy, the Director or Perm sec in government MDAs, top players in the private sector, etc, they make sure their wards find a way out this country. You know why? Because nobody lives in the farm. People go to farm to plant, harvest and take the produce home for consumption.
Nigeria is a farm. Save those who have made it to the top through sheer hard work or the easy ways of politics or knowing someone at the top, every Nigerian is a labourer toiling away on the farm for the real owners of Nigeria.
These farm owners occasionally hand down the pittance due the labourers. Many of the labourers, either oblivious of their true state or being fools dance away when they are handed these tokens. They sing of roads being constructed, hospitals being built, railways and comparing same to what they said wasn’t there before, tell themselves they are making progress. If the government declares that the new minimum wage is 28K many of these unfortunate labourers will roll out the drums dancing songs of praise to the masters and calling those who wouldn’t dance ingrates and haters of their slavemasters.
Everyone knows Nigeria will NOT work because it is a fraud built for the benefit of a few. The hustle is to become among the few.
While at it everyone pretends they are speaking for the benefit of all. They howl and shout and write and talk until they are called into the inner chambers and given a plate, and then they sing differently.
As the campaigns approach, many will take pictures with governorship aspirants, Presidential candidates, all dabbed in crested face caps and t-shirts and blowing intellectual grammar about how the man they support is a youth, an intellectual of sorts, some progressive. The guilibles will join in singing behind the soon to be slavemaster. They will win.
Then appointments will be shared. That person behind whom you queued to cheer her candidate to victory will be given a portfolio, then she will start saying the exact opposite of all she said before her appointment. She will make new friends who would coo and marvel at her pictures and wonder why people hate her -for just saying she isn’t right. They too are hoping to get called into the inner chambers, this time through her.
There are very very few sincere persons out there. those who truly want this space to become like a real country where justice and equity will be provided to all independent of their tribe or religion, the school admission or jobs they qualify for, the business space they can pay for. These ones can be detected too as you read and watch and listen as the campaigns start. They are the true humans.
Buhari knows, VP Osinbajo knows, Amaechi knows, Danguje knows that Nigeria will NOT work -as it is. They don’t intend to make it work -because, think about it, who changes a thing that work in their favour?
It is their time to chop. They will build the roads and hospitals they know they themselves and theirs will never use, then they will depart to enjoy their loot in peace -even as Nigeria continues to subsidize their luxury I retirement until they die.
Take for instance, even the Nigerian labourer does not know that while Buhari was acting all frugal and austere, purportedly making statements against foreign medical trips for government officials and claiming he had only two houses and 150cows and was living this legendary ascetic life, as a former head of state,the federal government of Nigeria was paying for his medical trips overseas, replacing his vehicles, fueling them, in fact subsidizing every aspect of his private life such that he was living like a king, far away from the very pictures he created about his personal life.
But he succeeded in conning Nigerians because of two factors;
- He worked hard at building a fraudulent image of himself over the years and he succeeded with that because,
- He is from a section of the country were information isn’t liberalised nor the sharing of opinions welcomed openly such that the moment any leader of sorts makes a pronouncement on an issue, illiterates, professors, clergy start a kumbaya right away and it becomes the newest truth since Fleming’s penicillin.
No matter how powerful and sincere he is, Goodluck Jonathan will not become a god among the Ijaws. Dammit! even Ken Saro-Wiwa who laid down his life for his people isn’t a god among his people. Because in these places, no man’s words is taken for the utterances of gods. Unfortunately for Nigeria, the sophisticated cunning of Tinubu met with the cultish aura around Buhari and the result, like that of every reaction between such baseness is the prurience we see today.
Now they are driving the narrative deeper, illiterates, badly educated persons, talakawas are the ones currently driving the national discussion on restructure and who is or is not fit to rule Nigeria. Leading the charge is Nasir el Rufai, a pretender to intellection whose first salvo as to be expected from such vacuity as his is to tag Mr. Peter Obi, a bigot. But he has set the pace. That’s how they ran it the other year. The real issues to drag the country out of its mess will be buried in empty aspersions cast at their opponents by men who because they earned First class in shit carrying and an MSC in toilet washing,are to many Nigerians true intellectuals.
If you are a Nigerian trapped in Nigeria, stop deceiving yourself about patriotism, much less nationalism. Those are for people with countries. A country is not just a geographical space with coat of arms and a national anthem. Your police belongs to Buhari, your courts have no say against his will, your institutions, these things that make a country are personal extensions of his estate. The EFCC goes after only those the president approves and its head openly campaigns for him. The Customs head works in his campaign team.
That Buhari himself has not commanded the CBN governor to print him currencies yet is because that will work against his interest in the long run. You don’t have a country if you are Nigerian. You’re a labourer working for the real owners of this space who only regard it as a farm to harvest produce from and take home to their families in Canada, America, Europe.
If the money suddenly dries up today, if the farm gets burnt by harmattan wild fire, like ungrateful birds fleeing a breaking branch, they will all flee; Buhari will not contest anymore, Amaechi will flee, Tinubu will relocate to Malaysia, VP Osinbajo to London to teach law, Keyamo to South Africa to run provision stores.
If you are young, think! When Achebe talked and talked and talked and almost got crippled in a road traffic accident, he fled, knowing Nigeria is hopeless. His grandchildren are not even here. He knows the place has no hope -as it is.
All the persons who know this have their kids and families overseas, from where they stay, unable to bear the rape and indignity of their country men, send occasional interventions on national issues.
They are generous humans. Many in their shoes will play Pontius Pilate and wash their hands off this irredeemable space. A few among them, dimwits that they are, even when enjoying the dividends of responsible leadership overseas still urge on the charade going on here. Some clown stays in America and writes, “I just love the man Buhari. I like his stance against corruption.” Another hangs in London where he has not experienced power failure for 20years and writes, “On Power, we know it’s not easy, but we must give Buhari and Fashola credit.
How much did your Jonathan generate? Sai Baba!”
If you are young, think. Grow some sense. You can’t survive here. There are more medical doctors willing to leave here were USMLE and similar exams cheap to pay for, write and pass. They got the memo. Even the minister of health suggested they take to farming -after spending more than 15years of their lives trying to practice medicine in a dignified way, a professor is suggesting they take to farm. No. They are writing PLAB, etc and fleeing the hell in droves. Try any group of medical class graduates, 90% tell you they are leaving the moment they pass the requisite exams.
Grow some sense if you are young. Nigeria is for those who behold a man like Buhari and declare him for to rule this place for another 4years. These are humans who hide behind their ability to write to cover their qualification for no better jobs than your gardener or cleaner. Their IQ qualified them for no higher callings. Don’t stew in this mess with them.
If you are young, grow sense! Don’t bring kids into this space to be trapped like you. Don’t. Unless you enjoy your status as a labourer or you are like the proverbial goat roasting and smiling at the flames thinking it’s making oil.
You might think because you live in that gated estate and no longer cook with kerosene you have escaped it all, wait until you or yours get kidney or liver issues and you will realize what Oscar Wilde meant when he said, “We are all in the gutter. Only a few of us are looking at the stars.”
We should all look long and hard,time is running out.
Dr Uwuma Precious
AFRICA THISDAY 