You're right, my bad! That's not Nasir el-Rufai. Left is clearly Kenneth Okonkwo. The man on the right in the agbada and cap doesn't match el-Rufai's appearance (and given recent reports of his situation, a casual meet-up photo like this wouldn't fit anyway).
Thanks for the correction — appreciate it. Any idea who he actually is?
You're right, my bad! That's not Nasir el-Rufai. Left is clearly Kenneth Okonkwo. The man on the right in the agbada and cap doesn't match el-Rufai's appearance (and given recent reports of his situation, a casual meet-up photo like this wouldn't fit anyway).
Thanks for the correction — appreciate it. Any idea who he actually is?
This should serve as warning to current service chief to do the needful right and not just amass wealth and power nor make political alignment while allowing the insecurity fiesta cause your tomorrow safety even now your today safety isn't guaranteed.
Over the past 8 yrs, at least 10 retired senior military officers, including a former Chief of Defence Staff, major generals, brigadier generals, colonels & an air vice marshal, have either been abducted or killed in violent attacks linked to #Nigeria's insecurity, reports @TheICIR
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As a parent, I think this video has taught me something useful.
I recommend that you should try it on your kids, too.
I have also shared it with my wife.
Credit: joe_drummer_boy on IG.
The Federal Government must come clean with Nigerians.
The quiet appointment of Xpress Payments Solutions Limited as a new TSA collecting agent is not an administrative decision, it is a dangerous resurrection of the Alpha Beta revenue cartel that dominated Lagos State during and after the Tinubu years. That model created a private toll gate around public revenue and funnelled state funds into the hands of a politically connected monopoly.
What we are witnessing now is the attempt to nationalise that same template, moving Nigeria from a republic to a private holding company controlled by a small circle of vested interests.
To introduce such a policy in the middle of a national tragedy, while Nigerians are mourning loved ones lost to the deepening insecurity crisis, is not only insensitive, it is a deliberate act of governance by stealth. When a nation is grieving, leadership should show empathy and focus on securing lives, not on expanding private revenue pipelines.
This latest move raises fundamental questions:
Why was this appointment rushed and smuggled into the public space without consultation, stakeholder engagement, or National Assembly oversight?
What value does Xpress Payments add that existing TSA channels do not already provide?
Who truly benefits from this? Nigeria or an entrenched political network?
This is not reform. This is state capture masquerading as digital innovation.
Let me be clear:
Nigeria does not need more middlemen between citizens and their government revenue. What we need is greater transparency, stronger institutions, and a tax system free from political capture.
I therefore call for the following:
1. Immediate suspension of the Xpress Payments appointment pending a public inquiry;
2. Full disclosure of the contractual terms, beneficiaries, fee structures, and selection criteria;
3. A comprehensive audit of TSA operations to prevent the creeping privatisation of revenue collection;
4. A legal framework, not executive shortcuts, that prohibits the insertion of private proxies into core government revenue systems;
5. A national security priority shift, recognising that a country under assault cannot afford economic governance conducted in the shadows.
Nigeria’s revenues are not political spoils. They are the lifeblood of our national survival, especially at a time when insecurity is tearing communities apart.
The government must abandon this Lagos-style revenue cartelisation and return to the path of transparency, constitutionalism, and public accountability. -AA
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Why is no one talking about the infused charge PHCN has placed in our meters since the beginning of this month?
Paying as much as 9k I never consumed🤷🏽♂️
#PHCNFraud
You are taxed on income earned, not on assets owned.
If you own 1 BTC, you pay no tax.
If you sell 1 BTC at a loss, no tax is due.
If you sell 1 BTC at a profit, you pay tax.
Staking BTC? Yes, income from staking is taxable.
To banks: if you have N1m in your current account earning no interest, there is no taxable income.
What if that N1m is moved to your savings account, and you earn 10%? Then you pay tax on the 10% interest earned, not on the N1m.
What if someone transfers cash to your account? This creates a transaction record. Will you pay tax? If the cash moves into your interest-bearing account, yes, on the interest earned. I believe your bank will report the interest earned to NRS.
Bonds? FGN bonds are tax-exempt, meaning interest earned is tax-free.
Insurance? Premium payments are tax-free when you purchase a policy and pay premiums.
Retirement savings account? Contributions are tax-free, growth is tax-free, and withdrawals are also tax-free.
Rent? You are entitled to a relief of 20% of the tax paid, subject to a maximum of N500,000.
Are all transfers to and from your account taxable? Tax is not solely assessed on your bank balance; authorities will review your transactions to identify taxable activities. Your transactions may be used as a basis for an assessment based on best judgement. Translation? Avoid depositing non-business checks into your account.
Stocks? Same principle:
Holding? No tax.
Selling at a profit? Pay tax on the profit.
What if it's a gift or inheritance? Generally, no tax.
My advice? Businesspersons should keep receipts and documentation, scan them, and file them. Use more cards and fewer cash transactions to create an audit trail. Hire an accountant.
Remember, it is the income generated that is taxable, not the asset itself.
The Cross Still Offends
The bullet tore the air in half.
A folding chair rattled. A Bible dropped. A young man slumped sideways beneath a white event tent, eyes wide with the weight of eternity.
It was supposed to be a conversation. A “prove me wrong” segment. But this time, rebuttal came not with words, but with a rifle.
Charlie Kirk didn’t get to finish his sentence.
I got the news just before prayer meeting. I contemplated this death as I prepared to lead the saints in prayer. But I didn’t feel like praying. Not tonight. My hands were still. My mouth was ready. But my soul was pacing. Angry. Grieving. Tempted.
Tempted to grow quiet.
Tempted to sit this one out.
Tempted to wonder if any of this, faith, boldness, public gospel witness, is still worth it.
Because hatred in this country isn’t simmering anymore. It is boiling.
Europe is trembling. Israel is burning. Rockets lit the sky over Gaza again. And now, here on American soil, the blood of a Christian apologist paints the pavement of a university quad.
What do you do with that?
What do you say when courage gets gunned down in daylight?
Charlie Kirk was no perfect man. None of us are.
But he had backbone where most of us don’t anymore. He was a believer. Unashamed. Unafraid. He understood that real conversations only happen when truth is welcome at the table. And the truth he carried most was Christ.
He brought the gospel into public space on purpose. Because the gospel isn’t supposed to stay in church basements and private Bible studies. It is meant to confront. It is supposed to offend. It was not made for safety.
The Word became flesh and they nailed Him to a tree.
So of course they came for Charlie.
Of course they reached for a gun.
This is what evil does when it runs out of arguments. It doesn’t reason. It kills.
That’s the part that catches in my throat. Not just the sadness, but the strategy of hell behind it.
The Enemy wants us afraid.
He wants us to see what happened to Charlie and backpedal.
He wants the rest of us to whisper, to soften the message, to believe the lie that faith should stay private.
But Christ never whispered.
He preached in temples, on hillsides, in courtrooms, at dinner tables.
And when they told Him to be quiet, He picked up His cross.
Not a symbolic one.
A real one.
Heavy. Bloody. Splintered.
When Jesus said, “Follow Me,” He didn’t hand out maps. He handed out crosses.
That’s what I remembered tonight.
I sat in our prayer space, surrounded by saints who had brought prayer lists and worn Bibles. And I realized I didn’t want to lead them in mourning. I didn’t want to lead them in mourning. I wanted to lead them into battle. Not with banners or fists, but with open Bibles and tear-stained prayers.
The kind of war that kneels in gravel beside the wounded, hands them living water, and refuses to leave. The kind that speaks both mercy and judgment without flinching. The kind Charlie died for.
This world is not a friend to grace. But grace isn’t fragile.
“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?”
Paul didn’t leave that question unanswered.
“Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword?”
—Romans 8:35
He piles up every fear you and I carry and then sets them on fire.
“No. In all these things we are more than conquerors.”
That means bullets don’t win. Slander doesn’t win. Prison bars don’t win. Death doesn’t win.
You can lose everything in this world and still walk into glory with your head lifted high. Because the love of God in Christ Jesus isn’t suspended by headlines or gunfire.
There are two worlds unfolding right now.
The one you see.
And the one you don’t.
One is filled with chaos. The other is filled with crowns.
I believe that when Charlie Kirk’s body slumped to the concrete, his soul stood upright in heaven. Not limping. Not silenced. Not stunned. But crowned.
He didn’t fall.
He crossed.
The great cloud of witnesses gained another voice.
And I wonder if Stephen met him there.
The first martyr.
The man who got stoned for preaching what the crowd didn’t want to hear.
The man who, in his final breath, saw the heavens open.
The only time in all of Scripture we see Jesus standing at the right hand of God, rising to receive one of His own.
I like to believe He stood again.
Are you afraid?
Do you feel the tremble in your spirit?
Do you wonder if it’s still worth it to speak boldly, to carry your Bible, to preach the gospel in a world that doesn’t just disagree but wants you gone?
You’re not alone.
You’re not weak for feeling that.
But you are called to something stronger than silence.
Don’t let fear become your theology.
The cost is high. But the reward?
The reward is Christ. And He’s not a concept. He’s a King.
Heaven is not empty.
It is filled with scarred saints who refused to bow to fear.
Men who were stoned.
Women who were burned.
Children who sang while the flames climbed.
And every last one of them arrived.
There is no difficulty that can cancel the promise of God.
There is no persecution that can derail your destination.
There is no sniper’s bullet that can separate a soul from Christ.
Your life is not measured by how long you live on earth, but by how much of it was spent pointing to heaven.
Paul said, “I have fought the good fight… I have kept the faith.”
Then he looked toward the reward.
Not a monument. Not a mention in history books.
But a crown.
Handed to him by the One with nail marks still in His hands.
So let me say this clearly.
We do not mourn like the world mourns.
We do not write eulogies dripping with sentiment.
We sing songs of resurrection.
We carry the banner of a Kingdom that does not tremble.
Charlie Kirk did not die for nothing.
He died carrying the same message you and I must now carry forward.
The cross stands tall.
The tomb is still empty.
And the gospel has not lost one ounce of power.
So pick up your cross.
Wipe your eyes.
And keep going.
The crown is worth it.
The King is coming.
And there’s still time to speak.
Even if they shoot.
Lord, give us courage.
And if not safety, give us joy.
For we carry not just the message, but the marks.
And You are worth every bruise.
I turned down a souvenir gig for a wedding in November just now 😭 because the person who recommended me insisted I should add an extra ₦1300 to each plastic of palm oil. Palm oil that everyone knows the market price o!
I told him I wanted to sell at ₦3,600 per litre, but he insisted I should tell them ₦5,000 just because the couple lives abroad. I explained how this would affect my business, but he still wouldn’t listen. So, I told him to get another vendor.
A better opportunity is ahead 🙏🏽
@gideonodoma Your message should strongly address your contemporaries whom are charting new path & watering the gospel to personal storytelling & self magnification.
With your show of good example over the years, you stand a good ground to call out your contemporaries on this abnormality.
@gideonodoma But if the 'fathers' referred to are those whom your contemporaries and younger ones look up to then it's okay to say a good number of these men have shown good examples of dwelling & teaching basically the scriptures but your contemporaries have towed a new path of story telling