When he left high school in 1962, John Cardinal Onaiyekan was 18.
His grades were so outstanding, the Premier of the Northern Region, Sir Ahmadu Bello, asked to see him & offered him a free cheque to the best anywhere in the world.
The man said #ThankYou & headed off to priestly formation.
64 yrs later, an #OrganizedCrime ring - led by a man with no verifiable record of having gone to school - wants to do a #RoyalRumble with a man who gave up on worldly things as a teenager.
There can be only one winner & it will not be the criminals!
Sam Altman and his Silicon Valley bros are trying to physically colonise human intelligence so that they can control it and turn it into something you have to buy from them as you get stupider.
Don't take my word for it. He said so himself:
Factories are setting up shop in Abia.
The state has seen a jump in HDI, AKA jobs.
1. Assetrise Limited.
2. Ultimum Limited, Osisioma.
3. EROJIM Group of Companies.
4. KCH Consumer Healthcare Limited and Aquatic Group (India).
Medium scale industries that left the state are returning. Banks are re-opening their branches.
Ultimum Ltd will officially commission a brand new factory in Aba on the 25th of this month.
They are the makers of Razzl drinks & other beverages. Alex Otti’s government provided the access road into the factory to incentivize their productivity. You are invited to #InvestInAbia
Take advantage of good roads & reliable power.
Germany didn’t become an industrial powerhouse by sending everyone to university.
They built something smarter.
It’s called Ausbildung, a structured apprenticeship system where young people earn while they learn inside real companies.
A 17-year-old in Germany can train to become:
• a mechatronics engineer
• an industrial technician
• an automotive systems expert
• a precision machinist
• a medical equipment technician
They are paid during training.
They graduate with globally respected skills.
And many of them end up earning more than university graduates.
Over 50% of German youth pass through this system.
Now look at Nigeria.
We push everyone into universities.
Millions graduate every year.
But the country is still importing basic technical expertise.
We have degrees but we don’t have enough skills.
This is why we are studying the German Ausbildung model closely to implement in the South East.
Because the South East must lead Africa’s skills revolution.
Imagine a structured apprenticeship system across Aba, Nnewi, Onitsha, Enugu and beyond where young people can train to become:
• industrial fabricators
• automotive engineers
• robotics technicians
• electronics specialists
• renewable energy installers
• precision manufacturing experts
Training will happen inside real companies.
With structured certification, modern tools and clear career paths.
Not the informal “Igba Boy” system, but a world-class apprenticeship ecosystem.
The South East already has the largest concentration of indigenous manufacturers and traders in Africa.
What we need now is structure, technology, and certification.
If Germany can power Europe’s manufacturing through apprenticeships, there is no reason the South East cannot power Africa’s industrial future.
The next generation of millionaires in Africa will not only be software founders.
Many will be master craftsmen, engineers, and industrial builders.
And when Africa finally fixes its skills crisis, history may remember that the revolution started in the South East.
@black_bhoy_ They have no idea what Arsenal fans have been through, we are all waiting for them to win the league first.
All these noise of not playing beautiful football ... Mikel still have a lot of podcasts to do.
The City Boy Of Abegistan, by Ugoji Egbujo
A coalition of big-time hustlers has christened itself a movement. Their motivation is thinly veiled. They will channel their aggression toward the re-election of President Bola Tinubu. To dress up the enterprise, they chose a catchy name. Tinubu became “City Boy.” Pa Tinubu will surely welcome any residual boyishness young people can credit him with now. The city he often claims to have built is a sprawling, chaotic metropolis where over 60% of residents live in slums. The City Boy Movement is, therefore, an all-round conundrum.
In a sense, the name fits perfectly. Without make-believe and irony, it wouldn’t capture the essence of the cohort. A group of young men whose wealth—its scale and sources—never ceases to astonish has coalesced to champion a president who has squandered his term, unwilling or unable to confront the corruption and insecurity ravaging the land. These notice-me philanthropists, with their penchant for lavish exhibitionism, will soon descend on the streets in gleaming motorcades, doling out handouts to entice the hungry masses. Their conspicuous sybaritism will be the proof that the president has banished poverty. They won’t encounter revulsion on those streets. Too many are too hungry to care. The opposition appears anaemic, lethargic and jaded. Democracy has raised hopes only to shatter them. The line between roguery and enterprise has blurred in the fog of hopelessness. When a band of sons of Sceva hits the streets to peddle their counterfeit gospel, the people will collect the morsels and dance in adulation. When daily survival becomes the sole objective, civic responsibility turns onerous—even abstract, too remote for humdrum existence. So The City Boy Movement, with all its contradictions, has perhaps arrived at the right time, in precisely the right place. They remind me of the peripatetic luxury-bus patent-medicine dealers. The bus doctors begin with prayers. The uninitiated mistake them for pastors. Dressed in suits, briefcases in hand, they belt out soulful choruses to calm nerves as the bus lurches onto treacherous highways. After speaking in tongues and collecting offerings for God, they unveil first the multivitamins. Then antibiotics , after some enchanting mumbojumbo in microbiology. They might toss candy to a crying child or two.
After painting clinical symptoms in the most grotesque terms to stoke anxiety, they brandish wonder drugs that promise to cure every ailment known to man. Passengers who never intended to buy anything empty their wallets. Once they have squeezed out the last drop of cash, they offer a final prayer for their “victims” and hop off the bus like city boys. All the gospel, humanity, and love are abandoned inside the bus like a discarded rag as they hurry to the next prey. Despite such naked charlatanism, these fake healers rarely face outright revulsion. The people are too credulous, too distrustful of orthodox medicine, too superstitious, too forgiving.
Perhaps 45 years ago, when Dubai was not yet a thing, Tinubu could have been a genuine city boy. Fresh from Chicago, Lagos then ranked closer to today’s livable cities. But he prefers to paint Jakande’s Lagos as a jungle—so he can pose as a magician akin to Dubai’s emir. Neither hyperbole nor stark irony fazes these folks. His wife even believes he has outgrown “architect of modern Lagos” to become “architect of modern Nigeria.” The audacity of the City Boy Movement’s founders is easy to trace.
Police were called yesterday at a lodge in Pretoria after two 14-year-olds (a boy and a girl) walked in asking for a room for the night.
Staff clocked the ages, panicked, and did the right thing called the cops immediately. In a small bag police were shocked to find R700, a pack of condoms, mpesu, and peanuts. The young couple meant business.
Soon people from nearby houses were called to identify the kids. While some were angry at the lodge staff for denying kids enjoyment others applauded the staff for doing the right thing by calling the police.
Where is the President of the Federal Republic of Nigeria?
This is not just a question; it’s a critical demand for accountability in a national emergency. As we approach the end of this year, Nigeria will be home to approximately 140 million people living in extreme poverty—the highest number in the world. We are grappling with one of the hungriest populations globally, staggering insecurity, an unemployment rate exceeding 80 million among our youth, and one of the worst places to be born, with infant mortality rates worse than those of a nation seven times our size.
In the midst of this chaos, where has our President been? Spending 196 days abroad in 2025 alone—more than he has spent within his own country, at a time when we face profound crises.
Since December 2025, Nigerians have not heard a word from their President. Reports indicate he opted for a holiday in Europe while the nation was plunged into a New Year marked by hunger, anxiety, and uncertainty. There was no New Year address, no national broadcast, no leadership voice to provide reassurance or guidance.
This lack of presence starkly contrasts with what we see in comparable developing nations where leaders step up in times of crisis. In Nigeria, following U.S. military strikes on our soil, our President remained silent. Instead of directly addressing the nation, Nigerians learned about these critical events from foreign media, American officials, and the vague communications from the Presidency’s aides known for their propaganda, rather than from their own leader.
This is not governance; it’s neglect. The President was seen abroad yet again for another summit while remaining absent from his own country when he is needed the most. Earlier this year, he even sent an AI-generated image to the nation instead of addressing his people face-to-face.
Are we to believe Nigeria is being governed, or is it merely being managed from elsewhere? Leadership is not simply issuing press releases; it’s about standing before the people, engaging with them, and offering clarity.
We are not asking for perfection; we demand presence. Nigerians are eager to hear from their President through direct media briefings. They deserve to understand the state of their country. You cannot run Nigeria like a personal business or a private club; it is imperative to rebuild and grow our economy through unity and clarity.
Progress is impossible without unity and consensus, and it begins with strong leadership that sets the tone. No policy, reform, economic plan, or security measure can thrive in a divided nation. When leadership withdraws, unity falters, and the fabric of our society unravels under the weight of mistrust and division.
In a time of crisis, the absence of leadership is not just troubling; it is perilous. Silence in the face of crisis is the loudest form of failure.
A New Nigeria is not just POssible; it is essential. -PO
- be John McAfee
- born in 1945, Britain, raised in the U.S.
- math genius + lethal programmer
- helped build software for NASA’s Apollo program
- worked at NASA, Xerox, Univac
- killed his abusive father at 15
- wanted in multiple countries, Belize, Guatemala, U.S.
- survived 50+ assassination attempts
- marries a former escort who was literally hired to poison him
- creates McAfee Antivirus, the first mainstream antivirus on earth
- becomes insanely rich, lands on Forbes lists
- walks away from his own company before it becomes a giant
- reinvents himself as a crypto prophet + digital freedom extremist
- runs for U.S. president twice just to troll the system
- mentors the whole “leak culture,” inspires whistleblowers like Snowden
- early Bitcoin whale, makes a fortune, loses a fortune, repeats
- hacked Hillary Clinton’s office by sending “free computers” filled with spyware
- belize saga: shootouts, dead dogs, missing neighbors, corrupt police
- lives on a yacht in the Caribbean with ex-military guards
- openly boasts about never paying income tax
- he used to blackmail the official U.S. agencies
- escapes Guatemalan custody by faking a heart attack
- arrested years later in Spain, found dead in prison
- fans still claim he faked his death + dropped coded messages
- part tech pioneer, part outlaw, part cult figure
- the most ungovernable man the tech world has ever seen
Is there anything left for him to shock the world with?
In 2020, I led a protest along with PDP colleagues in Anambra State over the Supreme Court's judgment that removed Gov. Emeka Ihedioha from office as Imo State Governor. A very dear friend, late Sen. Onyeabor Obi, SAN, sent me a terse but weighty message.../2
You stay in Lagos Protesting “Americans leave us alone”?
Please, come to the North and say that with your full chest. While you’re busy protesting in Lagos for camera angles, some of us are attending burials, not photo ops. This isn’t a movie set, it’s real life soaked in blood and tears. If you really want to ‘stand for truth,’ come where the bullets are being fired.
#isaelbuba #Nigeria #genocide
@PNMbah It is unfortunate that this is what you will focus on right now. Enugu, the state that you are elected to govern will take back seats while you jump from one place to another in the name of connecting to the center.