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HOW JONATHAN IS CUTTING WASTE IN GOVERNMENT

How can we run a country like this? 1. It cost us N20 million/day for the upkeep of our able president and his vice. 2. Local travels for Namadi and Goodluck cost us N2 million everyday 3. International travels for Namadi and Goodluck cost us N3 million everyday 4. Both of these performing leaders Namadi and Goodluck have N600 million in the budget for "welfare" 5. Anyim's office will spend N65 million on trees when FCT spent less than N50 million on same for over 4 years If you can take it, I can't! I will engage all within and without to make this right 6. What kind of public address system cost...
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THE CLANDESTINE AFTERMATH…MISS BANKS’ TALE OF CHRISTMAS

Once upon a time, there lived a wealthy, mysterious and influential king. He was the supreme ruler of all the kingdoms. He ruled with all fairness, slow to anger and merciful in judgment. Socially, he was a father to all but biologically he was a father to none. He had everything save a wife and a child to his name. He could have gotten a partner or more for himself but he decided against it because he feared distraction and disrespect. The vastness of his kingdom measured from one end of the earth to the other. His authority was never questioned and when one of his servants thought in his heart to...
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A MAN’S MADNESS AND MINE – BLACK BIRD

This is a musing, a blog, or however you want to see it but it is not an article. People because they feel powerless and less human consciously and some unconsciously see those they consider as powerful as objects of ridicule. They wanna judge your every move and action. They want you to do whatever their wishes are no matter how stupid or daft. It is about this thoughtless, inconsequential lot that expect that because we care about our country and we are keeping a largely uninformed populace informed, we must just run on the streets and protest like savages and ill-educated neo-cavemen.   How...
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DYING DREAMS…AGONY OF A NIGERIAN YOUTH

I woke up this very creepy morning around 4:30am and the first thing I could think about was the sorry state of our nation and how it has had a rebound effect on the youths. Even the stars could attest to that as they failed to shine. Scribbling this piece was the best option I had before it all exploded in me. In time past, as far back as the early 90’s, when a bottle of coke was still sold for N 1.50k and a bag of cement was probably less than N100, I was still the very young, intelligent primary school dreamer and anytime I fantasized on what my future would be like, I would pray to grow up very...
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MY WEEKEND OF MIXED FORTUNES AND MY FRIENDS!!!

When does the weekend really start? For me I’d go with Friday 1759 too. Lool. If that is the official time then my weekend got on a very good start. After completing my schedule on the Lagos’ Victoria Island, I was blessed with a relatively free Third Mainland Bridge and pooooof I was at my friend’s. Next thing my friends reminded me about the fact that I had not celebrated my National Youth Service completion with them. National Youth Service! That is in the past! I thought these ones were kidding until it became obvious I was trapped. They needed an excuse to make merry with me and in that...
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THE CORRUPTION CHAIN AND THE NIGERIAN MASSES #RSVP

Just a day after spending three weeks at the NYSC camp in Jigawa State, Northern Nigeria, I decided to spend a few days at the Federal Capital Territory. One of the memories from that stay is a picture I still have on my phone. A friend of mine who had seen corruption in play called my attention and I instinctively snapped the action. Directly above the flat I stayed was an NYSC Director. He had ordered that the food stuffs apparently meant for Youth Corp members be moved to his house. I saw bags of rice, beans , tubers of yam and all of that. I was really sad. Truth be told, what this government official was...
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LET TIGER OFF THE WOODS …

Thanksgiving Day in America now has a new legend added to it. We know about the Turkeys, the President’s time at Camp David and the match-up between The New England and Detroit NFL teams. It appears Tiger Woods is the latest addition to that legend. Thanksgiving Days will not be complete without revisiting the Tiger Woods infidelity issue. The accident that started Tiger’s seeming denouement occurred on Thanksgiving Day 2009 and there is yet no respite for Woods. He has taken up magazine columns, appeared on radio and TV programmes and done a few other things to show that he is a new Tiger, but the...
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Why Must It Be A Man’s World? – Part 3 (She’s Barren) by Omolola Olaleye

“She's a whore, She used to sleep around, She's a witch, she used her womb for juju” - typical African thing when a woman can’t have kids. It is so rampantly said it is almost an adage in itself. The mother - in - law, the neighbours, the village gossip, even the pepper seller will calculate how long you have been married and still you don’t have kids. Yes children are a big part of marriage but not everyone is meant to be married or even have kids. I remember my cousin's graduation, some lady was praying and she gets to this part “Lord, as your daughter has finished her Masters, we now...
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…BEFORE WE SELF-DESTRUCT As written by Japheth J Omojuwa

Billionaires are who and what they are for a reason; we know what to think, how to think and the action that aligns with our actions. All of us can be Billionaires but for the good of the world, not everyone will be – so you might as well stop thinking and working to be one? No, keep thinking, keep working, it goes beyond the material, it is the wheel that moves the world. Your drive is what moves the world. I don’t care about a world of billionaires, I care about a world of Free men - Free men who know the essence of freedom. I just want a world where everyone would have enough to eat, potable...
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REVOLUTIONARY MACHINE written by Femi Hephef Falodun

Wondering if anyone else has noticed This quiet storm sweeping a hot land. From the Atlantic coast to the edge of the hot sand Revolutionary machine wielding words as swords Engines running on brilliant young bloods: The new breed. Though born of the failed generation, Yet determined not to fail. To fuel a lagging nation Powered by generators, above whose noise They generate and elevate a vibrant louder voice. Collectively Conscious, Creatively Compact. Faceless behind Mark's book, they attack On a quest to re-write a blotted history Twittering, blogging and poking their...
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