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If I’m Super Eagles coach, Victor Osimhen is apologizing ASAP. That behaviour toward his own teammate is wild zero respect, zero discipline.
Nobody is bigger than the team, especially at AFCON. If you can’t control yourself, you shouldn’t be on the pitch.
Oshimen has a very stupid attitude disguised as passion.. This isn't the first or second time he's doing this even at Afcon.
The Captain and Lookman tried to calm him calm only for him to turn on them.. Gutter behaviour..
Do you know how disgusting your character has to be that your nonsense behavior will overshadow an impressive 4:0 win in an AFCON round of 16 match plus a team mate winning man of the match yet everyone is looking downcast. But some people would still defend the undeniable
Dear @FAAN_Official, apart from the alleged actions of the pilots which the NCAA is dealing with, there are various questions for you and Aviation Security to answer.
Why was KWAM1 allowed to pass through security screening with the alleged alcoholic liquid in the first place?
When he allegedly refused to drop the liquid, why was he allowed to refuse?
Having allegedly refused, why was he allowed to pass through the boarding gate in the first place?
Having passed through the boarding gate, why was he allowed to set foot on the aircraft at all?
Having allegedly spilt the liquid on aircraft personnel, why was he not immediately arrested?
If, having been removed from the aircraft, he allegedly moved to the front of the plane and refused to leave, why was he not immediately arrested and forcibly removed?
These possible multiple failures by Aviation Security pose a great danger to passengers. Someone could have carried a much more dangerous substance than alcohol in a similar manner. People cannot be allowed to refuse to obey security protocols., no matter who they are.
I trust that you will address these issues as part of your investigations.
Thank you.
Sometimes I sit back and watch the way we treat each other in this UK, and honestly, I laugh. Not the full-belly kind. The tired kind. That laugh that lives deep in your chest because if you start unpacking it, you might never stop.
Take how some people look down on care workers. As if bathing someone’s mother, holding someone’s grandfather’s hand while he slips away, or feeding someone who can’t lift a spoon is not noble work. As if softness is not a kind of strength. They want prestige, not purpose. They want LinkedIn glory, not quiet dignity. And that’s fine. You want your man or woman to work in tech or finance, okay. Just don’t be a 4 trying to get a 20. Be serious.
Then there’s the savings and mortgage sermon. How people guilt-trip you for going on a vacation, like joy is a crime. You should be building, they say. Building what, exactly? A house you’ll be too burnt out to live in? A future so rigid it can’t make room for sunlight? Rest is part of the plan too. Sometimes you need to get away just to remember who you are. Not everyone is ready for the emotional mortgage that comes with bricks and bank loans. And that’s okay.
Now Nigerian food. Don’t even get me started. The way some people complain like enjoyment is a sin. Suggesting bland food instead of Better swallow with plenty shaky,kpomo with better banga or eforiro soup because it’s cheaper. My friend, I am already enduring cold, culture shock, and chronic loneliness. You want me to suffer gastronomically too? No please. It’s either Eba and proper soup or nothing. I reject struggle in all its forms.
And the gatekeepers. The ones who made it through the door and immediately locked it behind them. Charging people two grand to help with NHS job applications that are free online. Preying on desperation and calling it assistance. Power doesn’t change people. It just reveals the ones who were never really with us.
There’s also that tired debate. Would you take 2500 pounds in the UK or five million naira in Nigeria? My brother, if you want to go back, go back. The conversation is not just about money. It’s about safety. Sanity. Systems. Here, even when you are broke, you can walk into a hospital without depositing your house and your future.
But people love drama. You’ll see them comparing the UK, US, and Canada like they’re collecting passports for sport. Meanwhile, the real question is this—where does your soul breathe? Where can you cry and still feel human? But that one no dey trend.
And dating. These days. Both online and folline. It feels like a job interview. Are you single in the UK or single in general? What job do you do? How long have you been here? Do you drive? You can feel the calculation. They’re not dating. They’re gathering data. And when the game starts playing them back, they act shocked.
Everyone is pivoting into tech now. No shade. But a lot of it is vibes and prayer. Watching two YouTube videos and calling it purpose. Hoping tech will sponsor the next visa. But tech no be juju. You can’t fake passion forever. Someone wrote a thread recently about transitioning into tech. I dropped a comment. Do yourself a favour and read it. Just don’t tie your entire existence to it for sponsorship. You’ll end up at Murtala with one carry-on bag and quiet tears.
And the Nigerians in workplaces who snitch faster than CCTV. Trying to prove they are fair by turning on their own. Distancing themselves from anything that reminds them of home. And the saddest part is, I get it. The system teaches you that survival means shrinking. That proximity to whiteness is safety. But one day, the mask will fall. And what’s underneath will still be you.
To be honest, it’s a lot. This life we are building in silence. This balance we are trying to hold between survival and meaning. Some days it makes you want to go quiet. But writing this, saying it out loud, helps. It reminds me that I’m not the only one noticing. That we are not mad for feeling the weight.
There’s still room for honesty. For softness. For a life that doesn’t need applause to be real.
Aptly stated. This can be expanded to the Africa continent as a collective and still be valid.
I can also argue that the cry about racism or discrimination against Nigerians abroad is largely based on the poverty at home. Nobody loves or respects a poor person, they might pity him but not respect, that one is earned.
Until we defeat poverty in Africa and Nigeria 🇳🇬 in particular, we will never earn respect abroad . Even with multiple degrees or large bank accounts, your home country reputation will follow you, either with a pleasant aroma or with a fowl smell.
We need strong selfless leadership in Nigeria 🇳🇬, people willing to stand firm on expanding manufacturing, aggressive mass education and industrialization. Someone bold enough to make tough decisions to for instance stop 🛑 importation of Toyota Cars unless Toyota builds their cars in Nigeria 🇳🇬. Another bold strategy could be to ask China 🇨🇳 to build and operate at least 10 Nuclear Power Plants across Nigeria 🇳🇬 for 30 years, which will make Nigeria 🇳🇬 a net exporter of excess electricity ⚡️to the subregion within 10years. I mean declare a state of emergency on the power sector, cut every red tape and lock up any one vandalizing power infrastructure.
In Summary, Nigeria 🇳🇬 Need A Leader Who Will Declare War on P-O-V-E-R-T-Y.