The risk assessment in this "bear vs man" discourse is fundamentally broken, and watching women confidently choose the bear is peak internet delusion. Y'all will meet up with anonymous Tinder matches every weekend, leave clubs with strange men just because they drive a luxury car, go home with celebrities from backstage, and voluntarily date literal drug lords. You take massive, unchecked risks with strange men every single day. But drop you in a hypothetical forest, and suddenly a man is more dangerous than a 600lb apex predator just so you can win a gender war argument? The performative IQ is completely in the mud. Please rest.
MTN wants to pay me #500,00 to take down this post💔💔‼️
Yesterday I called out MTN and how they steal data from their users
The post made serious waves and a lot of small accounts and influencers with millions of followers joined me to call out MTN
I just checked my DM now and saw MTN wants me to take down the post.
I’m tempted to accept the money but something came to my mind
If i accept this #500,000 wouldn’t I spend more that this if MTN don’t stop stealing data from Nigerians?
If I accept this money I’ll be saving only myself and leaving other Nigerians to be victims of MTN’S theft
@MTNNG I WILL NOT ACCEPT YOUR #500,000
STOP STEALING FROM NIGERIANS
THAT IS ALL WE WANT!!!
Fellow Nigerians, good morning.
I woke up this morning after my church service with a deeply reflective heart, and despite every constraint, I felt compelled to share these thoughts with you.
Many people do not truly understand the silent pains some of us carry daily—the private struggles, emotional burdens, and quiet battles we face while trying to survive and serve sincerely in difficult circumstances.
We now live in an environment that has become increasingly toxic, where the very system that should protect and create opportunities for decent living often works against the people—a society where intimidation, insecurity, endless scrutiny, and discouragement have become normal.
More painful is when some of those you associate with, believing you would find understanding and solidarity among them, become part of the pressure you face. Some who publicly identify with you privately distance themselves or join in unfair criticism.
We live in a society where humility is mistaken for weakness, respect is seen as a lack of courage, and compassion is treated as foolishness—a system where treating people equally is questioned simply because you refuse to worship status, tribe, class, or power.
Personally, I have never looked down on anyone except to uplift them. I have never used privilege, position, or resources to oppress others, intimidate the weak, or make people feel small. To me, leadership has always been about service, sacrifice, and helping others rise.
Let me state clearly: my decision to leave the ADC is not because our highly respected Chairman, Senator David Mark, treated me badly, nor because my leader and elder brother, Alhaji Atiku Abubakar, or any other respected leaders did anything personally wrong to me. I will continue to respect them.
However, the same Nigerian state and its agents that created unnecessary crises and hostility within the Labour Party that forced me to leave now appear to be finding their way into the ADC, with endless court cases, internal battles, suspicion, and division, instead of focusing on deeper national problems and playing politics built more on control and exclusion than on service and nation-building.
Even within spaces where one labours sincerely, one is sometimes treated like an outsider in one’s own home. You and your team become easy targets for every failure, frustration, or misunderstanding, as though honest contribution has become a favour being tolerated rather than appreciated.
And when you choose to leave so that those you are leaving can have peace, and you step out into the cold, you are still maligned and your character is questioned. Despite all your efforts to continue working for a better Nigeria and engaging people with sincerity and goodwill, those who do not wish you well continue to attack your character and question your intentions.
There are moments I ask God in prayer: Why is doing the right thing often misconstrued as wrongdoing in our country? Why is integrity not valued? Why is the prudent management of resources, especially when invested in critical areas like education and healthcare, wrongly labelled as stinginess? Why are humility and obedience to the rule of law often taken to be weakness rather than discipline?
Let me assure all that I am not desperate to be President, Vice President, or Senate President. I am desperate to see a society that can console a mother whose child has been kidnapped or killed while going to school or work. I am desperate to see a Nigeria where people will not live in IDP camps but in their homes. I am desperate for a country where Nigerian citizens do not go to bed hungry, not knowing where their next meal will come from.
Yet, despite everything, I remain resolute. I firmly believe that Nigeria can still become a country with competent leadership based on justice, compassion, and equal opportunity for all.
A new Nigeria is POssible. -PO
Update this morning; My grandma seen struggling to run in the video wasn't taken along with those who were kidnapped, Also it's my biological aunt and my cousin (my other aunt's son) who were kidnapped.
Some people were killed however details of who isn't clear yet.
The town is in terror.
The Nigerian Police in Collaboration with APC Thugs Working Towards Creating a One-Party State - Rhodes-Vivour
What transpired yesterday revealed a disturbing alliance between the Nigerian police and APC thugs. Despite having paid for a venue in Alimosho weeks in advance, I was informed by the Commissioner of Police that we could not use the site for our event. Alarmingly, APC LCDA Chairmen, accompanied by numerous police officers, proceeded to use the same venue for their event. In response, we attempted to relocate to another location, only to find that it was cordoned off by police officers who allowed thugs to enter the site.
Gbadebo Rhodes-Vivour, Member of the ADC Coalition
You’ll have to forgive my tone, but I find myself increasingly disillusioned, appalled even, by what I observe from afar. Often I recline, suspended in quiet contemplation, wondering if there was something airborne, a noxious gas, perhaps, that infiltrated the collective psyche of Nigeria’s youth. Some kind of psychological warfare that numbed their capacity for rage, for vision, for revolt. God forbid it, truly, but the symptoms are far too conspicuous to ignore.
You see, I’ve lived in societies that work. I’ve tasted the fruits of a system that honors merit, protects its weak, and is, at the very least, self-aware enough to course-correct when it errs. The United States. Europe. Parts of Asia. These nations aren’t utopias, far from it, but they function. And that, my dear friends, is a luxury I now realize we never truly had in Nigeria.
When I cast my gaze back home, the land of my nativity, the beating heart of my identity, what greets me is a disfigured republic: battered, looted, hollowed out. And the most maddening part? It’s not the despot in a starched agbada or the looter masquerading as a lawmaker that riles me. No. It’s the troubling inertia of the young. The silence. The grotesque complicity. The jokes, the memes, the tribal insults hurled like molotovs in a burning house.
I say this with no venom, only agony: What in God’s name happened to you all?
There was a time, not long ago, when young men and women of this land, barely in their thirties, stood on the pulpit of leadership and stared down history. Orji Uzor Kalu was a Governor at 39. Chimaroke Nnamani, too. Muhammadu Buhari was Nigeria’s Head of State at 41. And Yakubu Gowon? He took over at the tender age of 31, navigating a civil war no less. I am way older than
Today, we have men and women in their 40s, who should be strategic thinkers, policy shapers, revolutionary dreamers, instead behaving like court jesters. Babbling inanities on social media. Debating the trivial, ignoring the existential. These are the children of the digital age, armed with infinite access and zero depth. Loud but lost.
When the country is on fire, they ask: “Are you Obidient, Atikulated, or a BATified patriot?” Tribal slurs like “Obidiots,” “Atikudiots,” and “Batistards” fill the air, as if we were in the schoolyard of a deranged asylum. Imagine that, grown men and women, university graduates no less, weaponizing political fanhood as if they were football ultras. Have you completely lost the plot?
When Wike, that swaggering Napoleon of Abuja climbs a podium to belch vitriol and trade dignity for clout, some of you actually cheer. When the Senate President, in a grand act of political cannibalism, expels an elected equal with no constitutional basis, there’s no uprising. No protest. Not even a whimper.
Instead, we scroll. We swipe. We tweet. We laugh. And then we move on.
Is this apathy the product of too much pain, or too little shame? Has poverty so disfigured the conscience that anything that isn’t immediate survival feels irrelevant?
Let me ask you plainly: Do you not see the trap you’re in?
You are captives. Hostages. Not to men with guns, but to a system that has anesthetized you with mediocrity and tribal hatred. And here’s the cruel irony, while you bicker over who is more Igbo, Hausa, or Yoruba, your oppressors toast champagne in Abuja. Together. Across ethnic lines. Their children intermarry, attend the same elite schools, and inherit the same stolen futures. And you? You inherit the ashes.
This is not just incompetence, it’s psychological warfare. And the youth, the supposed vanguard of change, are too busy dancing on TikTok to notice the funeral pyre rising around them.
No revolution ever succeeded with indifferent soldiers. No nation was rescued by citizens who found solace in satire and tribalism. If you’re over 25 and still don’t understand what’s at stake in Nigeria, then you’re not young, you’re a fossil in waiting.
Wake up. For God’s sake, wake up.
I am begging you all, can you join forces together and save our dear country? together? Is this too much to ask for? Are you okay with the way things are? How can you be begging and surviving in a place of plenty?
Or stay asleep and inherit the silence of a nation that once had potential and squandered it all.
Absolute bs!!! Who does not understand that “a nobody with agency can accomplish a whole lot”?
The guy consistently explained the foundational nuances that underscore the success of certain people, such that they may not be accurately equipped to speak to a strata of the society on “grass to grace” story, because there was never any grass. Only grace.
Agreed- we can learn from these books but holding onto this is a very disingenuous way to downplay the central message of his tweets.
No smart person is giving into any shit. People will keep working hard but while at it, they should be reminded of their positions in life. It makes life easier to navigate.
Just watched ep. 1 of West Wing and have to a realisation that all the series/movies I've seen, used the Dems (DNC) as the ruling party.
Is there a reason for that?
Here is the Nigerian dilemma, in my view. This may be long and I’m typing on the fly, so take it as it is. Whichever way you look at it, it begins with leadership. Disciplined, visionary leadership. But not leadership alone. The transformation of a society’s collective intelligence is ultimately a project of social engineering. Formal education is only a fragment of the architecture.
The deeper truth that all civilized societies have clocked is actually metaphysically sound: your environment is intelligent. If it weren’t, you wouldn’t be. Intelligence is not merely an attribute of individuals, it is a property of systems. To improve the collective, you must make the system more intelligent. That means working with the best of the best minds to design institutions that reward foresight, enforce laws that reflect global best practices, regulate stupid and unproductive cultural norms, and building a society where education is not just encouraged but compulsory, competitive, and constant.
But here lies the central paradox: only an ensemble of highly intelligent, exposed, and altruistic people can build such a system. At least if you insist on practicing a democracy. Unfortunately, democracy requires them to be elected by the very population whose intelligence is in question. That’s the Nigerian (and I dare say) African tragedy. The people most in need of structural reform are least equipped to recognize or support the kinds of leaders who can deliver it. And there are just too many of them, ironically concentrated in the part of the country with the most important electoral numbers.
The issue isn’t that stupid people are inherently malicious. In fact, maliciousness cuts across all cognitive levels. The problem is that those with lower cognitive range struggle to perceive long-term, collective, win-win strategies. They just can’t see the need for it. Conduct elections 1,000 times, they would feel more moved to take that 5,000 today and suffer tomorrow. The impulse is so strong, which is why you can’t allow a society, a business or an institution be run by idiots. Even when they don’t mean it, they will ruin it, because they, too, need to be managed. So they revert to short-term, self-serving impulses that ultimately erode the very fabric of society.
Even if, and this is a big if, we manage to install such rare, enlightened leadership across all levels of governance (we haven’t even succeeded at the presidential level), we still face the economic and infrastructural debris left behind by decades of short-sighted, extractive rule. To even think about social engineering at scale, you have to fuse improvements in monetary policies to reflect in fiscal policies and ultimately in the cost of living. You have to have the infrastructure necessary to enable you carry out your plans. Only after clearing that rubble can we begin to engineer the kind of society we dream of: one governed by rule of law, high educational standards, and ruthless enforcement of public interest.
The painful truth is that such a future is hard to imagine in Nigeria today. To make matters worse, the best minds are leaving. And make no mistakes, they’re not as many as you think. Even if you think Nigeria has 10 million geniuses (which it doesn’t), in a pool of 200 million people, that is still insignificant. Yet, the few we have, are massively emigrating. And can we blame them? You only get one life. There’s little incentive to pour your best years into a broken system when mediocrity is rewarded, and excellence is exiled.