Yes! Here we all are. The journey of becoming that world class @unicodeveloper always talks about had began with a giant three-month grinding with @dev_careers#Laptops4developers program. Thanks to all the community, the progress I made in the last three months was unimaginable.
What they want is a media trial.
A media witch-hunt and jungle trial of an allegation that was fully investigated and adjudicated on by a qualified competent panel in the uk where nobody can buy the judge, lawyers or police.
I will only beg you.
Pls download this document.
Kindly read it and make up your mind for yourselves. It will be clear to you who is telling the truth, who is lying and if there is any justice, who should be in jail.
This is the full detailed record of the whole 3years investigation that was done on me and what the findings were.
I don’t have the political power for this fight- they are more powerful. I don’t have the media power for this fight- they are using strong media houses to destroy me.
I only have my voice, my innocence, my conscience and my God. I can only beg you please read this document, download it, kindly share it and tell everyone else. https://t.co/3tNPyHwyis
This document is not a hatchet job from a compromised media house. This is not some narrative from one side. This is the report written by a panel that had 3 white people as the judges over me a black man accused of a crime of rape in which I was totally exonerated by them.
Because this story is everywhere now,
And because there are powerful people in media and politics in Nigeria who are trying to completely destroy my life and my reputation;
I can only beg you all to please share this post and make this tweet go viral so that everybody gets a fair chance to actually see the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Please retweet this- I have nothing else to defend my name.
https://t.co/3tNPyHwyis
Nigeria has finally found its true destiny: not in satellites, not in science, not in industry—but in a big steaming pot of Guinness-certified rice. While other nations are busy cracking nuclear fusion and inventing AI that can write symphonies, our heroes are sweating over bags most likely imported from Thailand and stove made in China, to break the record for “Biggest Cooking of Jellof Rice.”
The government is furious. Not because they hate rice—after all, rice is their official campaign promise and retirement package—but because the cooked rice is being given freely to hungry citizens. And how dare you? How dare you fill the stomachs of the poor when hunger is the government’s number one instrument of policy! If people stop being hungry, who will clap for bags of rice during elections?
Kudos to the 100% Nigerian invented hunger. The crowd cheers as if the discovery of electricity has just happened in Nigeria. “World record!” they scream, as though the rice itself has defeated poverty.
In South Korea, they’re building robots that perform surgery. In Germany, they’re designing cars that drive themselves. In China, they’re building entire cities from scratch in a year. In Nigeria? We are immortalizing the heroic act of “stirring jellof rice.” A nation that cannot produce a single matchstick has just conquered the art of cooking for Guinness glory.
But don’t worry—our leaders will soon arrive, wearing agbadas like parachutes, to cut ribbons, take selfies, and announce that Nigeria is now “a global power in jellof rice cooking.” And the poor, bellies temporarily full, will clap with greasy hands while the government secretly plots the next round of hunger.
Because in Nigeria, science is imported, technology is borrowed, the economy is mortgaged—but hunger? Hunger is the only local content we have perfected
4th year Uni, I was looking for IT placement. I wanted to work for an airline or any aviation company. I went to Lagos briefly, 4 months before my IT was supposed to begin. I lived in Akure, Uni was FUTA, didn't know my way around Lagos. I just told my dad to drop me around the airport, that I will find my way from there. My Dad was working in Lagos at the time.
I started from Arik's facility, dropped my resume off at the gate, they wouldn't let me see anyone. I bought 1500 recharge card for the gateman to help me push my resume haha. Walked from Arik all the way to Execujet, EAN (Intl airport side), dropped my resume everywhere.
On my walk back, I passed the Nigerian Air Force hangar again, I had passed it on my way before but didn't stop by because "who I be to enter airforce facility". Omo, I just went back, knocked on the gate, I was tired af. One soldier opened, I explained what I was looking for. I asked him if I could sit for a bit. He was like "you get mind o". I begged him to help me see any "Oga". He took me to see Someone, Right there, right there, the person said they had one more spot for the month I wanted to start. That was how I got in. Worked on the C130 for 5 months, met amazing people. It was an experience! First picture was my first day
@PoojaMedia It's not her anger that landed her in Kirikiri.❌ It's LACK OF PRESIDENTIAL CONNECTION.
If you get presidential connection, the anger fit just get you 6 months audio ban with "to err is human" post for X.
U gerrit? ❓
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In 2016, I was rushed to the hospital with excruciating abdominal pain. I'd never felt such pain in my life. While was in the A&E ward, a pastor came to visit another patient. When he was done, he came to my bedside and said some words that I would never forget.
The key identifier of an "elite" class is not merely their bank account balance but their ability and willingness to use their economic and political heft to shape the society around them.
That's why a hereditary landowner and member of the UK House of Lords is considered an elite, while your average Premier League footballer (who may have more money than the HoL member) is not. The difference is in the willingness and ability to wield that power meaningfully.
The reason I keep on saying 'Nigeria has no elites' is that I was born and raised among the subset of Nigerians who erroneously consider themselves to be elite, and I am very familiar with their thought process. It is the exact same thought process that you would get from a sugarcane seller in Mile 12 market if overnight he was given a house in Maitama, a Lexus SUV, a beautiful yarinya and N150m in the bank.
The nouveau-riche sugarcane seller would not be concerned with higher thoughts like how to use his newfound fortune to transform the economic reality of Mile 12 market while positioning to benefit from the transformation. Nope. He would only be concerned with ensuring that he keeps hold of what he has, so that he never has to sleep in a wheelbarrow on a side street off Ikosi Road again.
That's exactly what the privileged Nigerian is upstairs - a sugarcane seller who happens to live in Ikoyi. No matter how many decades they have spent in Ikoyi, their reality is still defined by the desperate quest to escape or avoid poverty. Every Nigerian millionaire or billionaire that you know feels financially insecure. Doesn't matter whether they are worth $1m or $25bn - they are all viscerally terrified of sinking into poverty, and the sum of their decision making is a series of short term deals and compromises to avoid poverty, without any kind of higher, long-term guiding principle.
I know this especially well because I was raised in a house where everybody who is somebody in Lagos stopped by once in a while to work on a real estate deal with my old man, and I would regularly overhear everybody from bank CEOs to retired military generals and air vice marshalls saying things "Our leaders are [insert whiny complaint]." And I would wonder - who are the "leaders" that these extremely privileged people sound so oppressed and intimidated by? Is it not their friends and coursemates from Jaji?
Later on it made sense when I realised that once you are in power in Nigeria, you become God, and even your family changes its rules for you. I've seen families override their olori-ebi because one 50 year-old uncle became somebody in Abuja. Conversely, as soon as you leave power in Nigeria, you sink into total irrelevance and people treat you like your body has a smell. The entire Nigerian sense of value and self-worth is welded to money and power. Once you don't have these 2 things, you might as well be wearing Harry Potter's invisibility cloak - even your family and contemporaries stop treating you with respect.
The effect this has on elite formation is that unlike in other societies where elites gravitate toward different ideas shared by different camps, and then fight for the right to imprint those ideas on their society (Democrat vs Republican; Maoist vs Dengist; Tory vs Labour etc), privileged Nigerians ONLY gravitate toward one thing - economic power. They have no elite sense of identity outside of money in the bank, a 4-wheeled status signaller on the road, and an overpriced house in a neighbourhood that has a constant bad odour and potholes.
That is also why Nigeria's political actors do this thing called "decamping" where they switch affiliation to whatever political party is in power. Their entire conception of the world is built around access to the levers of economic power so that they can avoid ending up in a wheelbarrow in Mile 12 market.
That's literally all there is to Nigeria.
200 million sugarcane sellers.