Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️

Diplomacy Enthusiast. 🎖️

𝗠𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝘆𝗮 𝗡𝗸𝗼𝘀𝗶 🦁

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

For me, once an African leader is the nationalist we need, be he or she a dictator or not, he's worth the support.

Is a "tyrant" who brings development a tyrant? Africans become embarrassingly illiterate when it comes to thinking for themselves.

[David Hundeyin @DavidHundeyin]

"Suluhu Samia is a dictator. Tanzania needs a revolution." 🤡

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

I initially wanted to blame the naive Nigerians - Obi supporters - for misinterpreting your message in that tweet, but I realised it's not about them. It's about the false illusion of support to Obi sold to them by their senior colleague in Obi's circle, all still naive and either unable to see they are pawns in a system that oppresses them or deliberately choosing to sell out.

All I can say is this: if criticising the system is seen as attacking Obi, then Obi is part of the system and should be set aside like the others. As @DavidHundeyin says: when you see the truth about the system, you can't unsee it.

[Chetuya Chinagolum @Chetuyachinago]

Just to be clear, this is not a direct attack against Peter Obi. I have nothing personal against Obi, except for the glaring fact that he is a dedicated capitalist, while I consider myself an irredeemable communist.

I am merely highlighting the fundamental, structural dangers of democratic governance using the heavily publicized agricultural revolution initiated by Peter Obi in Anambra as a practical case study. Most of you blindly attacking me here and calling me all sorts of names have never actually been to the physical battlefield to fight for this better Nigeria that you constantly tweet about. Your entire geopolitical game plan ends with your plastic PVC, and that is exactly what separates us. Because unlike you, who sit comfortably tweeting from gated communities inside your air-conditioned apartments, I was deep in the mud with the heavy tractors.
I worked hand in glove with the exhausted drivers to push the very agricultural revolution in Anambra that was initiated by Peter Obi.
My labor was not just restricted to the agricultural trenches. I also poured my blood into pushing education in my rural village in 2016, a time when I was not even close to clocking 20-years of age. At that young age, while my peers were either aimlessly chasing girls or camping permanently inside Bet9ja shops, I was dead serious, academically grounded, and fiercely determined to fix the rotting educational framework in my community despite coming from a heavily disadvantaged financial background.

I personally applied to work as a secondary school mathematics teacher in a local Catholic missionary school in my village just to test my theories on technical education on the actual battlefield. I chose a missionary school because I had no formal university degree at the time, I refused to work as a disposable contract staff in a neglected government school, and the private parish system was the only place that gave me the raw operational autonomy I needed. My first day of resumption was deeply unsettling, as most of the senior students in SS3 were literally older than me.
The absolute first red flag I noticed was that Mathematics was merely taught to the senior students a meager two times a week. That is just two hours of numerical learning reserved for Mathematics in a country that supposedly dreams of rapid industrialization.

The worst part was that the second period reserved for Mathematics was scheduled directly after the morning devotion on Thursday. Every single Thursday, immediately after the 8:00 AM assembly, the students were strictly mandated to spend two full hours praying in the church. In my first few weeks as a Math teacher, I would sit alone in the empty classroom waiting for the students to show up, and even past 10:00 AM they would still be locked in the chapel praying. By the time they finally returned to their desks, it was already 10:30 AM. It became instantly clear to me that my educational project in that school was doomed to fail under those conditions.
So I personally marched into the office of the parish priest, who also doubled as the school manager. I handed him my rigorous educational blueprints and bluntly informed him that teaching advanced Mathematics two times a week was practically impossible. We had a deep, intense conversation, and once we slightly deviated into pure philosophy and he discovered that I had rigorously studied Arthur Schopenhauer at such a young age, he became absolutely convinced that I knew exactly what I was doing. He agreed to reduce the mandatory Thursday prayers from two hours to just one hour, and he made Mathematics occupy the crucial periods from 9:00 AM to 11:00 AM. Additionally, he created two extra slots for my subject, boosting it to five times a week.
Because several other assigned teachers were frequently absent, I constantly hijacked their empty periods as well, giving me the ultimate chance to fully test my mathematical teaching models.

This was exactly when I radically switched from using the English language to teaching complex formulas in pure, undiluted Igbo using our exact local dialect, and I instantly noticed a massive improvement in student comprehension. I aggressively rejected the standard colonial school textbooks used to teach Mathematics because I arrived fully prepared. Instead, I exclusively used highly advanced Soviet MIR publishers books. The fatal problem with the government-mandated textbooks was that they were based entirely on rote memorization rather than deep conceptual understanding. This meant it was entirely possible for a student to score an A in their WAEC exams, but they would be completely unequipped to think in systems or build mathematical models to solve practical real-world problems.
Apart from being rudimentary and explicitly designed to produce obidient clerks for the neo-colonial state rather than independent thinkers, I noticed the curriculum was shockingly shallow. We were asked to teach Trigonometry without a single in-depth discussion on the fundamental properties of triangles. The Further Mathematics syllabus contained a few basic trigonometric identities, and that was the absolute ceiling. And this intellectual starvation was not just limited to Trigonometry. Virtually all of the topics we were required to teach these students were either far too rigid or dangerously shallow.
So, there were massive, deliberate gaps in the national curriculum which I systematically used the Soviet books to cover, and I was thrilled when the parish priest finally authorized me to teach Further Mathematics to the students.
My biggest breakthrough came when Governor Willie Obiano organized a massive statewide school competition in Anambra. Every local government was mandated to present their top three schools to compete in the grand finale at Awka. I took that competition deadly seriously and was absolutely determined that our marginalized rural school would rank among the top three in my local government. I did not ask for a single penny in extra payments or appreciation. I only pleaded with the priest to grant me the absolute authority to mandate the students to come to school on weekends and even on Sunday afternoons. I relentlessly taught them Mathematics, English, and the core general subjects required for the academic battle.

My brutal efforts paid off, and our underfunded rural school proudly clinched the third position in our entire local government. The first and second positions were naturally reserved for highly funded elite students. But the job was far from done. It was incredibly difficult to get my rural students to actually believe that they could outcompete the privileged students from economically thriving urban hubs like Onitsha, Nnewi, Awka, and Ekwulobia. But they persevered, and even though we did not place in the top-50 during the brutal grand finale, I was incredibly proud that we fought our way to Awka and stood face-to-face with the absolute best students in the state.

I was fiercely determined to return the following year and completely shatter their records. I was so motivated and truly believed I could singlehandedly rewrite the educational destiny of my community with my limited capacity, absolutely zero funding, no state support, and just my raw brain and youthful energy. My ultimate game plan was to ruthlessly defeat the best elite schools in the state, aggressively attract the attention of the state government, and force them to implement my educational blueprints across Anambra, eventually expanding it to the rest of the South East and finally the entirety of Nigeria.

Of course, I was young and politically naive, and my entire dream was instantly shattered just a few months later when the progressive priest assigned to the school was abruptly transferred to another parish. At first, I did not think too much of it and assumed the academic momentum would flow as usual. But the brutal reality of institutional instability quickly proved me wrong. The new priest practically undid every single progressive policy I had fought to build. Further Mathematics was quickly and aggressively scrapped from the curriculum.
The Thursday morning prayers were immediately returned to the full two-hour period. My Mathematics classes were slashed back to a miserable three times per week. Not only this, but the new priest was fantastically corrupt and deeply anti-intellectual. He is absolutely not the kind of person you could ever discuss philosophy with. He forcefully brought the shallow colonial mathematics textbooks back into the school and rigidly mandated that every teacher must teach exclusively from them. All my formal letters of protest and public meetings with him proved completely abortive. The following year, he flatly refused to enroll the school into any external academic competitions I brought to his desk.

This was the exact moment it became painfully clear to me that the structural instability of the leadership was the ultimate fatal flaw of the system. Immediately, I remembered how the heavily praised agricultural revolution completely collapsed at the end of Peter Obi's term as governor and was instantly scrapped by the subsequent administrations. And when I eventually gained admission into the university in 2018, everything became infinitely clearer to me the moment I sat in the school library and rigorously studied Marxism.

My absolute focus right now is on the structural systems and the rotten core of this democratic illusion. All of these foundational structures have to be completely torn down and rebuilt for any genuine, lasting change to happen in Nigeria. Forgive me if I refuse to be a cheering part of your Obidient Movement or your blind democracy brigades.

The funniest part is the hypocritical set of people who desperately want me to publicly condemn Willie Obiano and Charles Soludo for failing to maintain Peter Obi's legacy in our state. Okay, let us assume I agree to condemn them with my full chest. Please answer this simple question: how many people will I then have to condemn in Oyo State? How many corrupt governors will I have to condemn in Bauchi and Zamfara? What about the endless list of failed past presidents? Do you not understand that this brand of neo-colonial democracy will never structurally work? Why are we so politically ignorant in this country?

This exact same ignorance is exactly why our political space remains a giant, disgusting cesspool of ethnic tribalism and blind political witch-hunting. We will be endlessly shouting that Atiku is corrupt, Tinubu is the devil, Babangida finished Nigeria, and so on. There is absolutely no form of rigorous intellectualism or systematic thinking in our political climate.

I am sorry, but i refuse to take sides in this elite circus. Go get your PVC and vote out the corrupt leaders all you want, but at any rate, do not ever try to bully me into accommodating your pathetic political delusions in my philosophy.

[David Hundeyin @DavidHundeyin]

Premiere of #WhatHappenedOnOctober29 happening now at Cinemax World, Sarit Centre, Nairobi.

[Chetuya Chinagolum @Chetuyachinago]

Just to be clear, this is not a direct attack against Peter Obi. I have nothing personal against Obi, except for the glaring fact that he is a dedicated capitalist, while I consider myself an irredeemable communist.

I am merely highlighting the fundamental, structural dangers of democratic governance using the heavily publicized agricultural revolution initiated by Peter Obi in Anambra as a practical case study. Most of you blindly attacking me here and calling me all sorts of names have never actually been to the physical battlefield to fight for this better Nigeria that you constantly tweet about. Your entire geopolitical game plan ends with your plastic PVC, and that is exactly what separates us. Because unlike you, who sit comfortably tweeting from gated communities inside your air-conditioned apartments, I was deep in the mud with the heavy tractors.
I worked hand in glove with the exhausted drivers to push the very agricultural revolution in Anambra that was initiated by Peter Obi.
My labor was not just restricted to the agricultural trenches. I also poured my blood into pushing education in my rural village in 2016, a time when I was not even close to clocking 20-years of age. At that young age, while my peers were either aimlessly chasing girls or camping permanently inside Bet9ja shops, I was dead serious, academically grounded, and fiercely determined to fix the rotting educational framework in my community despite coming from a heavily disadvantaged financial background.

I personally applied to work as a secondary school mathematics teacher in a local Catholic missionary school in my village just to test my theories on technical education on the actual battlefield. I chose a missionary school because I had no formal university degree at the time, I refused to work as a disposable contract staff in a neglected government school, and the private parish system was the only place that gave me the raw operational autonomy I needed. My first day of resumption was deeply unsettling, as most of the senior students in SS3 were literally older than me.
The absolute first red flag I noticed was that Mathematics was merely taught to the senior students a meager two times a week. That is just two hours of numerical learning reserved for Mathematics in a country that supposedly dreams of rapid industrialization.

The worst part was that the second period reserved for Mathematics was scheduled directly after the morning devotion on Thursday. Every single Thursday, immediately after the 8:00 AM assembly, the students were strictly mandated to spend two full hours praying in the church. In my first few weeks as a Math teacher, I would sit alone in the empty classroom waiting for the students to show up, and even past 10:00 AM they would still be locked in the chapel praying. By the time they finally returned to their desks, it was already 10:30 AM. It became instantly clear to me that my educational project in that school was doomed to fail under those conditions.
So I personally marched into the office of the parish priest, who also doubled as the school manager. I handed him my rigorous educational blueprints and bluntly informed him that teaching advanced Mathematics two times a week was practically impossible. We had a deep, intense conversation, and once we slightly deviated into pure philosophy and he discovered that I had rigorously studied Arthur Schopenhauer at such a young age, he became absolutely convinced that I knew exactly what I was doing. He agreed to reduce the mandatory Thursday prayers from two hours to just one hour, and he made Mathematics occupy the crucial periods from 9:00 AM to 11:00 AM. Additionally, he created two extra slots for my subject, boosting it to five times a week.
Because several other assigned teachers were frequently absent, I constantly hijacked their empty periods as well, giving me the ultimate chance to fully test my mathematical teaching models.

This was exactly when I radically switched from using the English language to teaching complex formulas in pure, undiluted Igbo using our exact local dialect, and I instantly noticed a massive improvement in student comprehension. I aggressively rejected the standard colonial school textbooks used to teach Mathematics because I arrived fully prepared. Instead, I exclusively used highly advanced Soviet MIR publishers books. The fatal problem with the government-mandated textbooks was that they were based entirely on rote memorization rather than deep conceptual understanding. This meant it was entirely possible for a student to score an A in their WAEC exams, but they would be completely unequipped to think in systems or build mathematical models to solve practical real-world problems.
Apart from being rudimentary and explicitly designed to produce obidient clerks for the neo-colonial state rather than independent thinkers, I noticed the curriculum was shockingly shallow. We were asked to teach Trigonometry without a single in-depth discussion on the fundamental properties of triangles. The Further Mathematics syllabus contained a few basic trigonometric identities, and that was the absolute ceiling. And this intellectual starvation was not just limited to Trigonometry. Virtually all of the topics we were required to teach these students were either far too rigid or dangerously shallow.
So, there were massive, deliberate gaps in the national curriculum which I systematically used the Soviet books to cover, and I was thrilled when the parish priest finally authorized me to teach Further Mathematics to the students.
My biggest breakthrough came when Governor Willie Obiano organized a massive statewide school competition in Anambra. Every local government was mandated to present their top three schools to compete in the grand finale at Awka. I took that competition deadly seriously and was absolutely determined that our marginalized rural school would rank among the top three in my local government. I did not ask for a single penny in extra payments or appreciation. I only pleaded with the priest to grant me the absolute authority to mandate the students to come to school on weekends and even on Sunday afternoons. I relentlessly taught them Mathematics, English, and the core general subjects required for the academic battle.

My brutal efforts paid off, and our underfunded rural school proudly clinched the third position in our entire local government. The first and second positions were naturally reserved for highly funded elite students. But the job was far from done. It was incredibly difficult to get my rural students to actually believe that they could outcompete the privileged students from economically thriving urban hubs like Onitsha, Nnewi, Awka, and Ekwulobia. But they persevered, and even though we did not place in the top-50 during the brutal grand finale, I was incredibly proud that we fought our way to Awka and stood face-to-face with the absolute best students in the state.

I was fiercely determined to return the following year and completely shatter their records. I was so motivated and truly believed I could singlehandedly rewrite the educational destiny of my community with my limited capacity, absolutely zero funding, no state support, and just my raw brain and youthful energy. My ultimate game plan was to ruthlessly defeat the best elite schools in the state, aggressively attract the attention of the state government, and force them to implement my educational blueprints across Anambra, eventually expanding it to the rest of the South East and finally the entirety of Nigeria.

Of course, I was young and politically naive, and my entire dream was instantly shattered just a few months later when the progressive priest assigned to the school was abruptly transferred to another parish. At first, I did not think too much of it and assumed the academic momentum would flow as usual. But the brutal reality of institutional instability quickly proved me wrong. The new priest practically undid every single progressive policy I had fought to build. Further Mathematics was quickly and aggressively scrapped from the curriculum.
The Thursday morning prayers were immediately returned to the full two-hour period. My Mathematics classes were slashed back to a miserable three times per week. Not only this, but the new priest was fantastically corrupt and deeply anti-intellectual. He is absolutely not the kind of person you could ever discuss philosophy with. He forcefully brought the shallow colonial mathematics textbooks back into the school and rigidly mandated that every teacher must teach exclusively from them. All my formal letters of protest and public meetings with him proved completely abortive. The following year, he flatly refused to enroll the school into any external academic competitions I brought to his desk.

This was the exact moment it became painfully clear to me that the structural instability of the leadership was the ultimate fatal flaw of the system. Immediately, I remembered how the heavily praised agricultural revolution completely collapsed at the end of Peter Obi's term as governor and was instantly scrapped by the subsequent administrations. And when I eventually gained admission into the university in 2018, everything became infinitely clearer to me the moment I sat in the school library and rigorously studied Marxism.

My absolute focus right now is on the structural systems and the rotten core of this democratic illusion. All of these foundational structures have to be completely torn down and rebuilt for any genuine, lasting change to happen in Nigeria. Forgive me if I refuse to be a cheering part of your Obidient Movement or your blind democracy brigades.

The funniest part is the hypocritical set of people who desperately want me to publicly condemn Willie Obiano and Charles Soludo for failing to maintain Peter Obi's legacy in our state. Okay, let us assume I agree to condemn them with my full chest. Please answer this simple question: how many people will I then have to condemn in Oyo State? How many corrupt governors will I have to condemn in Bauchi and Zamfara? What about the endless list of failed past presidents? Do you not understand that this brand of neo-colonial democracy will never structurally work? Why are we so politically ignorant in this country?

This exact same ignorance is exactly why our political space remains a giant, disgusting cesspool of ethnic tribalism and blind political witch-hunting. We will be endlessly shouting that Atiku is corrupt, Tinubu is the devil, Babangida finished Nigeria, and so on. There is absolutely no form of rigorous intellectualism or systematic thinking in our political climate.

I am sorry, but i refuse to take sides in this elite circus. Go get your PVC and vote out the corrupt leaders all you want, but at any rate, do not ever try to bully me into accommodating your pathetic political delusions in my philosophy.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

@emenikeemmanue6 @bond_00Seven Who is this zoba?
You're ready for no one and not even to save yourself. Never seen people triggered by logical reasoning like y'all. Smh.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

Unfortunately for Nigeria, which has not yet awakened from its political and collective naivety, its people fail to recognise the danger of a presidential aspirant mingling with lawmakers from other countries known for exploiting Nigerian resources.

Some will call this lobbying, while others will call it strategy, but the truth remains that Western lawmakers have little to contribute to Nigeria's decision-making process. P.O is becoming a disgrace due to his constant courting of the West, in the strangest scenarios. Wtf is EU lawmakers interviewing a Nigerian presidential candidate?

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

What are you even saying?

When will y'all Obi supporters stop seeing anyone who critiques Obi's ways by especially calling out what he does wrong, as enemies and haters? Do you really think people got nothing to do than coming here to talk about Peter Obi?

What's wrong with the tweet? Okay, because it called out his actions?

Y'all are not ready to have a working country. Ride on with your emotional politics!

[Ikigai @Jidesigner0x1]

But we can be fine with BAT who keeps borrowing our entire future with nothing to show for it; Keeps playing politics with terrorists waging war on our collective survival… abeg abeg

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

As long-sighted person, can you then tell us what's the symbolism and relevance of Obi's lovey-dovey with the West as a presidential candidate to the polls?

We're listening to you, sir...

[WeirdInvestor @Weirdinvestor]

@DantonChidera This is another point were people like you fall short, you guys are short sighted, and it's annoying.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

You're a liar of you say that we haven't said anything about the CIA asset in Aso Villa. You're a dishonest person if you think that anyone who says a thing or two about Peter Obi and his vague type of nationalism is a hater and has resentments against him.

Try your best to be logical in discussing everything about Africa. Stop being unnecessarily emotional when it's clear that Obi is taking the wrong path in his attempt to be Nigeria's next president.

So, no, I wasn't commissioned. I'm just speaking the obvious truth.

[John Wick @bond_00Seven]

@DantonChidera You bastards have been commissioned? The current one they installed you have nothing to say about him. We know what you are.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

If Nigerians were good and quick at learning, they would stop defending the same Christianity that miser their lives. Let's recall that Nigeria has pastors who are governors, yet part of the political extortion scheme in place. Their silence on this reality is shameful.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

Being African is not a crime!

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

When the system is corrupt, everything within it becomes corrupt, most times unknowingly. Playing by its own cards is already a form of participation in this systemic rot and corruption, and that's the one thing the Nigerian man has yet to realise.

A single state within a federal republic embarking on a "revolutionary" journey without the blessing and cooperation of the centre has nothing revolutionary, if we're to follow the definition of the term. Rather, it can be referred to as the lucky years of such a poor state under the leadership of a considerate governor or commissioner who's still not an enemy of the corrupt system.

It's the lack of mental sovereignty and self-awareness that weakens the Nigerian from seeking a functioning central government as the solution to their collective problem. That terrorists haven't begun killing in Abia as in Oyo doesn't mean it's safe, the same thing applies to other states and their respective challenges: all challenges are interconnected.

The Nigerian revolution eyes the center and not the corners or satellites. With no functioning central leadership, irrespective of state policies and politics, Nigeria is still just heading towards failure. That's unarguable.

[Chetuya Chinagolum @Chetuyachinago]

This was exactly how Peter Obi leased heavy tractors out to my local community in Anambra state to supposedly modernize farming and improve our agricultural outputs.

The entire project rapidly turned into an absolute disaster, and this is not a baseless political rumor because I personally worked on the project, I sweated in those fields, and I physically followed the tractors to the farmlands to till the wet rice fields in my village. There were grueling days we even spent 2- full days stranded deep in the bush because the tractor completely broke down. It's either the hydraulic systems failed, or the engine stalled, and we always have to desperately source for replacement parts at the Onitsha market, while simultaneously hunting for the rare skilled mechanics required to get the massive machine to work again. Both of which were technically impossible to handle even in a single day.

The tractors broke down not because they were of low quality or that the engines were weak, but simply because the rural roads are completely terrible, the regional infrastructure is practically nonexistent, and the state abandoned the fundamental engineering required to sustain heavy machinery.
The farmlands are not planned, the topography is completely chaotic, and some of the unpaved roads leading directly to the rice fields are absolute death traps that can violently chain your tractor to the thick mud, paralyze your tires, and you will eventually need another heavy tractor just to come and drag you out.
I personally remember aggressively using a crude cutlass to hack down soft dwarf trees, to manually clear thick bushes out of sight, and to physically clear the blocked path just for our so-called modern tractor to pass through.

The absolute worst thing in all of this is not even the brutal suffering and shege we saw in the bush. It was the horrific reality that after all of these backbreaking efforts, after burning our physical energy to support a state project, nobody paid us one single penny. The state government was owing me about 15,000 naira in 2014, which was exactly the final year of Peter Obi's term as governor. Factoring in our severe inflation, that stolen amount is equivalent to about 90,000 naira today. Back then, there were exhausted tractor drivers that were owed more than 70,000 naira. Mind you, I was not even a driver, I was very young, my daily job was strict monitoring and running endless field errands, and I worked brutally from 6:00 AM to sometimes late into the dark night.

The primary reason for this wicked lack of payments to us poor workers is not because Peter Obi did not legally release the project funds. We actually wrote a formal letter of complaint directly to his executive office in Awka, they officially reviewed our claims, and they confirmed that the funds were indeed fully disbursed. But the corrupt higher officials, the greedy local politicians, and the ruthless bureaucratic middlemen that the tractors were officially entrusted to completely ate all the money, they pocketed the labor wages, and they looted the treasury dry simply because they saw the governor was just leaving office and they knew absolutely no one would hold them accountable.

Willie Obiano eventually came into power, he immediately found out that maintaining and subsidizing those abandoned tractors was a financial nightmare, he looked at the sheer logistical rot, and he officially scrapped the entire project altogether, and that was the pathetic end of the heavily advertised sweet agricultural revolution.

Peter Obi also built the massive Coscharis rice mill in my local government area. It was a very massive modern rice mill that expertly refines raw rice, automatically removes the crude husks, thoroughly polishes the local grains, aggressively bags them for commercial mass distribution. It was supposed to ultimately scales our local production to compete on the global market. When I drove home just last year, that highly praised facility was absolutely no longer functional, and even as far back as five years ago, it was completely dead.
The reason for failure is lack of institutional infrastructure to support the project, no reliable electricity from the national grid, the commercial diesel desperately needed to run the massive generators is astronomically expensive, the total lack of skilled industrial mechanics meant that sometimes the factory would be completely grounded for weeks over minor faults, and the frustrated local farmers simply moved on and abandon the rotting mega-facility, and went back to using their own small-scale private rice mills to survive.

I am not even going to talk about the heavily publicized laptops he distributed to public schools, the cosmetic classroom renovations, or the other temporary projects he undertook to subsidize chemicals for local farmers, because they all met the exact same tragic fate, they lacked structural sustainability, and they pretty much completely collapsed the moment he stepped out of office.

This is exactly why I laugh mockingly when incredibly naive people blindly attack me for criticizing Peter Obi on this platform. They have absolutely no idea that I have intimately witnessed his governance firsthand, I have felt the painful sting of his administrative blind spots, and I know exactly how his policies crumble under the weight of reality. This is exactly why I aggressively fight for absolute institutional change, for the total dismantling of the corrupt bureaucratic machinery, and for the radical restructuring of the state itself, rather than merely begging for a cosmetic change in the face of the elite man occupying Aso Rock. We are absolutely never going to simply vote our way out of this catastrophic, systemic state failure.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

I hope she didn't try to make polygamy sound like a bad practice. I hope. Lol.

[Ghana News Guide @GhanaNewsGuide]

In Cameroon, we promote monogamy and polygamy; in fact, a man can take up to ten women rather than same-sex marriage— says a delegate at the 4th edition of the inter-parliamentary conference on family, values, and sovereignty!

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

Many Nigerians rejoiced at the arrival of American troops in the country's north in early 2026. They cited the effective fight against terrorism as the reason for their excitement. Where are they now as the same terrorists have become social media handlers and have finally legalized the kidnapping enterprise in the country? What purpose do the American troops serve?

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

One thing I'm so happy about is the speed at which the truth is spreading and how it signals the collapse of the corporation-empire.

For too long have people (especially in Africa) believed that America is a world hero who has taken upon itself the responsibility of seeing the world thrive, secure its peace, defend human wealth, and alleviate any threats by states "enemy of mankind". The exposure of its true nature is one thing the African man should be most grateful for.

This also reveals the weakness of partisan politics in the contribution to the "strength" of the American empire. It kills the idea that party ideologies determine who or what political organisation attacks whom; it exposes the hypocrisy of the American politician and activists, and deciphers the structure, revealing their position in a structural power chain controlled by big firms; and, confirms the theory that American imperialism is endless so long as corporations still have a certain level of power.

While this truth continues to be preached and dug deeper, I continue to hope that Africans will finally familiarize themselves with it, and settle for the fact that nonstop recycling of democratic principles, eulogizing a few men among the rest of them capitalists, and noisy yet ineffective activism cannot save them from neo-imperialism and the wrath of the Western "businessman". Only a genuine soft power revolution, followed by a storm on the street can.

There is a need for a mental reformation of the African mind first. As for the street-based demands, it's an unarguable phase of the liberation movement.

[Chetuya Chinagolum @Chetuyachinago]

Americans talk as if AIPAC is the only lobby group in the United States buying off their Congress.

AIPAC spends just $3.5 million per year on direct lobbying. In stark contrast, foreign nations like Japan, Saudi Arabia, and China all spend at least $40 million each per year to aggressively lobby lawmakers, dictate US trade policy, and manipulate public opinion.

American defense contractors like Raytheon, Lockheed Martin, Northrop Grumman, General Dynamics, and Boeing spend well over $200 million per year on direct lobbying. If you add the dark money flowing from the oil majors like Chevron and ExxonMobil, that figure easily skyrockets past $350 million. We are not even going to consider the astronomical billions that the Silicon Valley tech empires, the monopolistic food conglomerates, Wall Street asset managers, and Big Pharma all spend to completely capture regulatory agencies, dictate domestic legislation, and monopolize global markets. Yet, the public is brainwashed to believe that it is the mere $3.5 million AIPAC spends that is somehow unilaterally dictating America's entire foreign and domestic policy. Is this line of reasoning not the absolute pinnacle of modern political stupidity?

Even the money being sent to Israel, which totals over $320 billion in historical foreign aid, is absolutely not sent to them as raw cash to spend however they want. The money is legally bound and awarded strictly as guaranteed contracts to US corporations. This is the equivalent of billions of taxpayer dollars going directly into the pockets of the US defense industry to supply the Israeli military with F-35 stealth fighters, Apache attack helicopters, Hellfire precision missiles, and Iron Dome interceptor batteries. This exact same ruthless line of reasoning applies to the massive contracts handed out to the food, logistics, and pharmaceutical industries. American foreign aid is nothing but a massive, taxpayer-funded corporate wealth transfer scheme. This is exactly why these multinational corporations pay politicians to lobby for endless foreign interventions and military aid packages, because it provides them with billions of dollars in guaranteed government contracts and violently opens up new global markets for them to flood with their products.

Of course, American influencers like Cenk Uygur, Joe Kent, Tucker Carlson, Candace Owens, and the rest of the performative outrage merchants all know and understand this imperial mechanism perfectly well. But they will never admit it publicly, because exposing the military-industrial complex is not among the primary assignments given to them by their billionaire paymasters and establishment handlers. Their only job is to redirect your legitimate anger and absolute disgust for American imperialism toward disposable client states and proxy colonies such as Ukraine, Israel, and Saudi Arabia.

This is exactly what their legacy media aggressively validates. All of a sudden, the narrative is that Bibi Netanyahu forced poor, helpless America to attack Iran. They claim it is the Saudi Crown Prince who is begging Donald Trump to continue bombing Tehran. They spin fairy tales that America desperately wants to pull out through Pakistan peace talks, but Israel maliciously attacks Lebanon just to spoil the diplomatic process. All of a sudden, they claim Trump is begging Zelensky to come to the negotiating table for peace, but Zelensky is supposedly stubborn and independently decides to bomb Russian gas plants, launch rogue drone strikes deep into Moscow, and sabotage critical energy pipelines. These are the mind-numbing, insulting stories they want you to swallow. They genuinely expect you to believe that the mighty American empire is being blindfolded, blackmailed, and controlled by these much smaller nations to do their geopolitical bidding, all for a pathetic $3.5 million paid to US politicians per year.

But what the mainstream media and these paid influencers will never reveal to you is that these attacks and military missions carried out by Israel, Ukraine, and the rest of the American vassal states are physically and logistically impossible without direct permission and coordination from Washington. For Ukraine to successfully attack Russia, they critically need US military intelligence companies like Palantir to crunch the massive data sets and develop precise targeting packets. They absolutely need American satellite telemetry to bypass advanced Russian electronic warfare. They need US AWACS reconnaissance aircraft to monitor the airspace, they need encrypted communication terminals for secure battlefield logistics, and they need the Pentagon to physically greenlight the use of long-range ballistic missiles before a single button is ever pushed.

They will never tell you this truth because their job is not to expose Israel, nor is it to fight for the human rights of the Palestinians, the Iranians, or the Ukrainians. Their singular, highly paid job is to permanently shield the American empire from direct public aggression and outbursts. They are hired to act as shock absorbers for the ruling class, ensuring that your righteous anger is always directed at the disposable puppets rather than the imperial puppeteers pulling the strings.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

It is a lack of self-awareness that makes Africans campaign for ideologies while undermining their own realities. The politicization of ideas shouldn't be allowed in Africa if Africa itself ain't the central topic of consideration in them. Copying to paste is settling for colonialism.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

@Chetuyachinago No African should be in love with capitalism in the first place, let alone think of innovating it. We just need to embrace it's redoubtable counter ideology - communism - through our own lens. I hope Africans all agree on that someday.

[Chetuya Chinagolum @Chetuyachinago]

It would not be inaccurate to state that capitalism is not an ideology.
It is a ruthless criminal enterprise where the ultra-rich aggressively capture government institutions, hijack the legislative process, and rewrite the rules to officially codify their monumental theft into law.

The capitalists violently oppose Communism and maliciously brand it a taboo simply because it demands that sovereign state resources be used for the welfare of the people, the rapid eradication of poverty, and the collective ownership of national wealth.
Yet, at the exact same time, these hypocritical oligarchs shamelessly enjoy massive government bailouts, they extort society through corporate tax cuts, they demand zero-interest loans, and they rely on the heavily militarized state police to crush labor strikes.
In a capitalistic society the free market is for the poor while the rich enjoys society-funded socialism.

The inevitable end product of every advanced capitalist society is global imperialism. Capitalist greed is a bottomless abyss. Once these corporate parasites completely capture and bleed their domestic host dry, they immediately pivot outward to conquer defenseless markets. They explicitly weaponize the national military to orchestrate violent political coups and force weaker nations to completely surrender their lucrative mineral fields and vital oil rigs. They maliciously set up global economic terror institutions like the IMF and the World Bank to systematically cripple smaller nations with unpayable debt traps, to mandate the suicidal privatization of their sovereign assets, and to completely strip them of their geopolitical sovereignty.

In fact, capitalism can only be accurately described as pure, undiluted, systemic evil.
There's no way to ever improve or innovate Capitalism.
No amount of corporate whitewashing, heavily funded think-tank propaganda, or deceptive semantic manipulation will ever change my mind on the undeniable reality that this system is a parasitic death cult designed to sacrifice the entire human race just to guarantee the infinite profit margins of a few bloated oligarchs.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

You are not a Pan-Africanist just because you tweet and call for African unity if you haven't truly believed in and accepted being an African first. It's the belief in one's identity that drives their efforts to make their nation thrive. Therefore, there are no Pan-Africanists who don't see themselves as primarily African or who don't believe in African potential.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

Both communism and capitalism are ideologies—ideas. This means they are not fixed or objective; they can be innovated, transformed, and practiced in ways that fit the context and reality of the practitioner. It's time for Africans to stop accepting static definitions and rigid patterns of theories and ideas.

[Danton Bissono Chidera 🎖️ @DantonChidera]

It is a lack of self-awareness that makes Africans campaign for ideologies while undermining their own realities. The politicization of ideas shouldn't be allowed in Africa if Africa itself ain't the central topic of consideration in them. Copying to paste is settling for colonialism.