My first ever encounter with this man called Peter Obi was at 8:43am. I was late to school, and as i stood outside the gate waiting for the Labour prefect to bring brooms and show us where we to sweep, i saw this man casually walk into the school premises and ask me to take him to where our senior prefect was ๐ . He only came to the school cos he wanted to confirm by himself if the computers that was approved by the education board was actually sent to our school.
He didn't even come to see our principal who saw him from his office and rushed to greet him. Obi smiled, greeted and waved at him while still following our senior prefect to the computer room and checking it to be sure it worked properly.
After that, he went class by class, asking us what we needed. He didn't even come with an entourage or anything. Just him.
I don't think you understand how crazy it is to have the governor of your state casually walking into your school without any escort and assessing what needs to be done himself.
The next day, they brought us new ceiling fans and brand new chairs...
He set the bar so high in governance that if you tell random Nigerians that you could casually text your governor your problems or tune into ABS radio on a Tuesday evening to call in to his show and that your area would be immediately attended to or he'd explain to you why it hasn't yet been attended to.
Looking back, i think i understand better now why we Anambrarians didn't even say much online about Peter Obi, and that is because we were living so well and so fine we didn't even want outsiders to know how well we were enjoying ๐ . That's the only plausible explanation i can give.
We didn't give this man enough PR, although it is not entirely our fault cos he loved to live a low-key lifestyle, but at the same time... we had our mouths filled with enjoyment.
If you knew how bad things were from the Mbadinuju era, you'd understand that Obi did so well we couldn't even believe our luck. I guess we felt that if we publicly praised him too much, it might get into his head and he'd probably stop doing all these good things for us because it was too good to be true. But here we are, trading words online with people wey we no even suppose dey talk to at all ๐
We will get back to you shortly Grand children of Kunta Kinte as soon as we're done with those HIV infested illiterate Xenophobes at the anus of Africa.
An individual citizen is hosting an online game with millions of users and the site is still active.
Meanwhile, INEC, with a budget of over N355 billion, couldn't implement a simple election without glitches.
Iโm extremely disappointed in us as Nigerian youths. Extremely.
I woke up this morning to get ready for work without electricity and without water. The last time we had power in my area was Saturday morning. This is Abule Ijesha, Lagos.
I work a 9โ5. I earn a substantial amount every month, and yet Iโm still dealing with something as basic as the lack of electricity and water.
And meanwhile, young people on Twitter are still allowing tribal sentiments and religious affiliations to divide us in 2026.
Do you people not understand how limited you are compared to young people in developed countries? Do you not understand that if anything happens right now, the politicians who are the most privileged among us have the means to leave this country while the rest of us remain here to deal with the consequences?
Do you genuinely think the elites care about the tribal and religious divisions they use to keep us fighting each other?
Your Commissioner of Environment and Water Resources in Lagos can be online flaunting a Patek Philippe while young people are struggling with basic infrastructure. And this is just a Commissioner.
They know exactly what theyโre doing. They know that as long as weโre distracted by tribe, religion, sex, politics and whatever other silly division they can exploit, we wonโt look up and ask the people actually responsible for our living conditions the difficult questions.
This is disgusting.
And honestly, we should be ashamed of ourselves.
Not because we are powerless, but because we have failed woefully to recognize where our collective interests lie.
We keep fighting each other while the people benefiting from this dysfunction continue to live above the consequences of it.
We need to do better.