BodeMaxwell

God. Country. Football. Arsenal.

[BodeMaxwell @bode_maxwell]

@vanderjoo @nwoko_greg62705 This is sadly the romanticized version of the Civil War that revisionists tell their children to hide the indisputable truth that that war was deadly, destructive and annihilating. Millions of innocent people in the SE died needless deaths, but we must “fear who no fear Biafra”.

[Captain Allen @CptAllenHistory]

On This Day — June 5, 1967

F**k Around: Arabs spent weeks boasting they would annihilate Israel. Egypt massed troops on the border, imposed a blockade, ordered UNEF out & promised destruction. Jordan & Syria joined. Radio Cairo called on Arabs everywhere to kill Jews.

Find Out: At 7:14 a.m., the entire Israeli Air Force (except 12 planes left for home defense) took off in Operation Focus. They caught the Egyptian pilots eating breakfast. By 11:05 a.m., 180 Egyptian planes were destroyed on the ground. Within hours, most of the Jordanian and half the Syrian air forces were also wiped out.

Then the real shock:

- Israel overran the entire Sinai Peninsula and reached the Suez Canal in four days.

- Despite no element of surprise, Israeli forces recaptured all of Judea and Samaria, including the Old City of Jerusalem.

- In brutal fighting, they seized the strategically vital Golan Heights, including Mount Hermon — “the eyes and ears of Israel.”

On June 7, Colonel Motta Gur’s paratroopers entered the Old City. For the first time in 2,000 years, Jewish soldiers stood at the Western Wall. The shofar was blown. Even hardened, secular soldiers broke down and wept with joy. The Jewish people were home again.

776 Israeli soldiers fell — heroes who turned near-certain destruction into one of the most legendary military victories in history.

The Arabs had spent 19 years vowing to erase the Jewish state.

They F****d Around.
They Found Out.

After two millennia of exile and 19 years of encirclement on borrowed time, the Jewish people reclaimed their ancient capital, reunited their ancestral homeland, and reminded the world in six miraculous days what a determined nation can achieve when its back is against the wall.

Am Yisrael Chai.

[BodeMaxwell @bode_maxwell]

@001Oxygen Watched the 1978 WC as an eleven year old.

[High Chief Lawrence Igbins Okoro @HighChiefOkoro]

NDC NEC Meeting currently on-going.

[🇮🇱 David Ha'ivri 🤠 دافيد هعفري @haivri]

I am a Zionist. Please repost if you agree.

[BSAT Properties @BSAT_Properties]

LEGAL WAYS TO TOAST A FEMALE LAWYER

If you like a female lawyer, please approach with caution. This is not an ordinary assignment ,female lawyers are deities ,you need to thread with caution

Here are some legally approved ways to toast a female lawyer:

1. Serve Her a Proper Notice of Intention Don't just appear from nowhere and start calling her "baby."

File your intentions properly.
"Learned Counsel, I hereby notify you of my intention to apply for a permanent relationship with you."

2. Present Credible Evidence Lawyers believe in evidence.
Don't tell her: "I love you."

Tell her: "Exhibit A: I think about you daily. Exhibit B: I smile whenever I see your messages
. Exhibit C: I have deleted all competing interests."

3. Avoid False Representation
Do not claim to own three mansions and five oil wells when your account balance is arguing constitutional rights with your expenses.

A lawyer can spot contradictions faster than a judge spots contempt.

4. Respect Due Process You cannot meet her today and be demanding answers tomorrow.
Relationship matters require proper filing, hearing, and determination.

5. Be Ready for Cross-Examination Female lawyers don't ask ordinary questions.

You may hear:
"Where exactly were you at 8:37 p.m.?"

"Who is Blessing and why did she react with a heart emoji?"

Answer carefully. Your responses may be used against you.

6. Do Not Commit Contempt If she says she's busy preparing for court, don't ask:
"Court again?"
That statement alone may attract sanctions.

7. File for Adjournment Respectfully If you can't make a date, don't disappear.

Apply for adjournment with reasons and supporting documents.

8. Seek an Out-of-Court Settlement
Flowers, food, and thoughtful gifts have resolved many disputes before trial.

9. Don't Argue Every Point Remember, she argues professionally.
If you insist on winning every argument, you may become a landmark case.

10. Pray for a Favourable Judgment After presenting your facts, evidence, and submissions, the final decision rests with Her Lordship.

FINAL SUBMISSION:
Toasting a female lawyer is not impossible. Just come with honesty, confidence, good character, and a sense of humour.

Because while she may know the law, she still appreciates respect, kindness, loyalty, and genuine affection.

Question: Have you ever toasted a female lawyer before?
What was the verdict —

relationship granted, dismissed, or struck out for lack of merit?

Which was her verdict

Law is Emotionsless

© Emmanuella Ogwale

[𝓔𝓵𝓾𝓭𝓪𝔂𝓸 𝓑𝓲𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓪𝔂𝓸 ♥︎ @eludayo_1]

A young lady shared her experience in Ibadan, pointing out the three most shocking things she noticed in the city. Beyond her observations, many viewers were impressed by her top-notch use of the Ijesha dialect, which added a unique and authentic touch to her narration.

[Nononsense @NoNonsensezone]

I don't understand my Igbo people anymore. Currently, Anambra and other Igbo states are on fire over kidnappings but my Igbo people will ignore it and be mocking others, even Psquare can't go home because of insecurity but Yoruba people is there problem

An Igbo man says

[Daddy D.O🇳🇬 @DOlusegun]

The Nigerian Electricity Regulatory Commission has officially launched a framework allowing businesses and industrial customers to generate their own solar power and sell excess electricity
back to the national grid, a move that could reshape how the country's chronically underpowered
commercial sector manages its energy costs.

Under the new regulations, eligible participants must install renewable energy systems, primarily solar photovoltaic arrays, with a minimum capacity of 50 kilowatt-peak and a ceiling of 1.5 megawatt-peak.

[BodeMaxwell @bode_maxwell]

@EleluAyoola @OLABIM2533691 Were these not the idiots with ‘ first class brains’ who convinced Osibajo that he was the latest reincarnation of Obafemi Awolowo? Who as part of the kitchen cabinet of the former VP helped him to achieve absolute zero impact in eight years? A nonentity pro max.

[𝐀𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐲𝐆𝐑𝐍 @AsakyGRN]

Lady shares the culture shock her mom experienced after relocating to Lagos for the first time, saying she was surprised by how much Yoruba people value respect, especially how they extend respect even to the eldest daughter, unlike in her hometown where elder female children aren’t treated with the same regard.

[Big_Gift @GTgiftie]

Since pre-nursery, my son has always mentioned the name “Odion” as his best friend. Through his constant mention, I got to know his mother and father, and somehow our kids made us acquaintances.

They maintained their friendship from nursery to primary school, until one day my son returned from school and told me that Odion had vomited in school and wasn’t feeling fine. I told him not to worry, that he would be fine.

After four days of Odion's absence, my son kept asking me to reach out to his mum, but I didn’t have her contact. So I called their class teacher to ask if she had heard from Odion. The teacher said they were also worried, as his parents’ numbers were not reachable.

The next day, I decided to go to her shop. To my surprise, her neighbors said she hadn’t been coming. I then copied her business line from the poster outside. When I called the number, it didn’t go through, so I saved it and sent a WhatsApp message.

One month later, she replied and asked when it would be convenient for us to talk. I said, “Now.” The first question I asked was, “How is Odion? I hope he’s fine.”

She started laughing and said Odion  was okay, that they had japa, which is why I couldn’t reach them. They were just trying to settle in. While I was still congratulating her, Odion suddenly joined the call and said, “How is Obarijima? I want to speak to Obarijina.”

Friendship, oh! Immediately I called my son, and he excitedly grabbed the phone and shouted, “Odion!”

I just watched them laughing and asking each other childish questions.

Till today, they still talk, or rather, they still  laugh , because they laugh more on the phone than talk.

[BSAT Properties @BSAT_Properties]

Last Thursday night I ran out of fuel on Third Mainland Bridge.
11pm.
Phone at 2%.
No powerbank.
I want to tell you what happened next.

I pushed the hazard lights on and sat in the car.
Trying to think.
Cars were flying past me.
Nobody slowed down.
Not one person.
Lagos at night on that bridge is a different kind of alone.After about 15 minutes I saw headlights slow down behind me.
A danfo bus.
Old. Battered. One headlight slightly dim.
The driver came down.
Big man. Rough looking. Dirty shirt. Chewing something.
My first thought was fear.
My second thought was I had no choice.He looked at my car.
Looked at me.
Said "fuel?"
I nodded.
He didn't say anything else.
Just went back to his bus.
I thought he was leaving.
He wasn't.He came back with a small gallon.
Maybe two liters.
Old plastic container with a rubber pipe attached.
Like he kept it specifically for situations like this.
He poured it into my tank without being asked.
Without negotiating.
Without even looking at me for approval.I started the car.
It came on.
I came down immediately and opened my wallet.
I had ₦15,000 on me.
I held it out to him.
He looked at the money.
Then looked at me.
And shook his head.I thought he wanted more.
I told him it was all I had.
He said "keep am."
Just like that.
Keep am.
I stood there confused.
This man just helped a stranger on a bridge at 11pm and didn't want anything.I asked him why.
He leaned against his bus.
Took a long breath.
And said something I have not stopped thinking about since.He said in 1998 he broke down on that same bridge.
Night time.
Pregnant wife in the passenger seat.
No phone. No money. No fuel.
He said he sat there for almost an hour crying and praying.Then a man in a big car stopped.
Suit and tie.
Looked like someone who had no business stopping for a danfo driver.
But he stopped.
Bought fuel from somewhere.
Came back.
Filled his tank.
Refused every kobo he offered.
Said only one thing before he drove off."Pass am forward."
That was it.
Pass am forward.
The man in the suit drove away and he never saw him again.
25 years he carried those three words.
Third Mainland Bridge.
Waiting for his own turn to use them.I stood on that bridge and didn't know what to say.
This man had been holding onto someone else's kindness for 25 years.
And he chose me to give it to.
A stranger in a car he had never seen before.He got back into his danfo.
Gave me one nod.
And drove off into the night.
I stood there watching his one dim headlight disappear.
Holding ₦15,000 I couldn't give away.I sat back in my car for a long time before I drove off.
Thinking about the man in the suit in 1998.
Who had no idea what he started.
A chain of kindness that crossed 25 years and found me on the same bridge.I don't know who that danfo driver is.
I don't know his name.
But somewhere in Lagos tonight he is driving that old bus.
With one dim headlight.
And a heart that has been quietly changing lives since 1998.
Pass am forward.

*What are you passing forward today*?

Karma!!!!!

You will definitely reap something some day.
Depends on what you have been sowing!!!!

© Chiddie Vincent

[N.M.A @peculiarchichii]

I was born with sickle cell disease.

I had Crisis after crisis, constant pain, multiple organ damage by age 28. Doctors said I wouldn’t see 35.

During one brutal episode, I prayed like never before while hooked up to morphine. The pain vanished overnight.

Follow up tests showed my hemoglobin was normal. No sickle cells. Geneticists ran every test, markers for the disease had disappeared. I haven’t had a crisis in 4 years.

My hematologist calls me the walking miracle file.

You have to believe that there is God.

[Ibironke Khadeejah Quadri @ronkecarew]

A Reflection on the Rotimi Williams Family Feud and the Tragedy of Unshared Wealth.
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As a lover of Nigerian history and an avid reader, the name Chief Frederick Rotimi Alade Williams, popularly known as FRA Williams, appeared everywhere in books on law and politics.

He was reportedly Nigeria’s first Senior Advocate of Nigeria and was stupendously rich as a lawyer, with many estates to his name.

For years, this was all I knew about him. He was also blessed with four sons who were well educated, and he lived long enough to celebrate his 85th birthday before his death in 2005. What a grace.

However, it always saddens me to hear that 21 years after his death, his four sons reportedly refused to share his vast estate, said to be worth about ₦26 billion as at 2022.

Why? How could a man who helped write Nigeria’s first constitution and handled many landmark cases die without leaving a WILL?

It remains strange. The children are also reportedly divided: the first two sons, Ladi Williams, SAN, and Kayode Williams, on one side, and the last two, Folarin Williams, SAN, and Tokunbo Williams, on the other.

To imagine that they are all from the same mother makes it worse. We often hear people say polygamous families are the problem that ilé olorogun le, but this case challenges that belief.

Similar stories are told about the children of MKO Abiola, where disagreements and refusal to share property reportedly led to the waste and abandonment of many valuable assets. The excuse people gave for Kola Abiola and his many siblings was that they are from different mothers and too many women caused trouble for Chief MKO's legacy.

For Chief FRA Williams, a comprehensive report I once read stated that the children had been fighting even before the patriarch died, especially between Ladi, the first son, and Folarin, the third son. Many believed the father favoured Folarin and appointed him to the boards of several blue-chip companies while the others were allegedly excluded. This perception of favouritism appears to have deepened the conflict.

Strangely, all of them are learned in the law and hold SAN titles, yet they reportedly fired legal actions at one another in court, and all attempts by numerous senior judges in Nigeria to resolve the dispute proved abortive. I also read that the first son allegedly stopped Folarin from becoming a SAN in 2012 by filing multiple petitions against him.

The Yoruba would describe such a situation as kìígbọ́ kígbà (Adamant traits). It appears that only the second son, Kayode, does not practise law, though I am not entirely sure, and he has quietly gone on to build his own wealth.

Sadly, the first son, Ladi Williams, SAN, passed away in 2021 from COVID-19, and up until his death, their father’s property remained unshared. One would think the crisis would end with the children, but reports suggest that the grandchildren have also inherited the feud, while the remaining sons are growing old.

This is truly a sad tale of one of Nigeria’s wealthy families, a drama the Yoruba would call Ilé ọlá níyọnu. Nothing is more painful than seeing the properties of very rich men in Nigeria wasting away while people ask where the children are.

More often than not, the problem is disagreement over sharing.

Some time ago, I wrote about the Ado-Ekiti billionaire, Chief Lawrence Omolayo, who built a multi-million-naira private hostel that is now reportedly overgrown with trees. Many who commented said such abandoned properties exist in other places within Ado-Ekiti state Capital of Ekiti.

In Ile-Ife, there is a large estate called Eyiowuawi which, for years, has been freely occupied by some people who cannot afford rent because the children reportedly abandoned it.

I also know of an Iwo man, popularly known as Adepiti, said to have been a meat seller in his days, who left behind a massive mansion that his children have reportedly not stepped into for over forty years, leaving the property to decay.

[Historical Africa @historical_Afr]

The symbols on the side of the white building in the Black Panther movie is ancient Nigerian 🇳🇬 language.

Nsibidi which dates as far back as the 4th century was a secretive language, based on pictography, so it was about how you put the symbols together and the image you create. Nsibi was primarily used by the Ekpe leopard society, a secret society found across Cross River State among the Ekoi, Efik and the Igbo people.

Aspects of colonial rule such as Western education and Christian doctrine drastically reduced the number of nsibidi-literate people, leaving the secret society members as some of the last literate in the symbols. Nsibidi was and is still a means of transmitting Ekpe symbolism. Nsibidi was transported to Cuba 🇨🇺 and Haiti 🇭🇹 via the Atlantic s.lave trade, where it developed into the anaforuana and veve symbols.

[BodeMaxwell @bode_maxwell]

@abdool_moh The profiling is wrong, but let the Fulani who are opposed to kidnapping and banditry expose those who are perpetrating these heinous crimes amongst them. Shielding them makes profiling inevitable.

[VisionaryVoid @VisionaryVoid]

America Fired Him for Winning Olympic Gold.

In 1952, Norbert Schemansky flew to Helsinki and defeated the unbeaten Soviet world champion in weightlifting. He set three world records in a single session. Then he flew home, caught a bus from the airport, transferred to a streetcar, and went back to Dearborn, Michigan. One person acknowledged him at the airport, a porter. "Nice going, Mr. Schemansky," the porter said.

He needed to find work. In 1948, Schemansky had asked his factory employer for unpaid time off to compete at the London Olympics and returned with a silver medal. When he asked again in 1952, the answer came back from upstairs: "Sure, he can have all the time he wants. Fire him." He went anyway, won the gold, and came home to an empty welcome and no job.

Schemansky competed in four separate Olympics, London 1948, Helsinki 1952, Rome 1960, and Tokyo 1964, and won a medal at every one. Silver, gold, bronze, bronze. He was the first weightlifter, and one of the first athletes in any sport, to medal across four different Games. He set 13 official world records and 11 unofficial ones. In Tokyo, winning his final bronze, he was 40 years old.

By 1966, Sports Illustrated found him "watched moodily by the one friend who believes in him," working for $1 an hour: pool lifeguard, toilet cleaner, lifting beer kegs into Detroit bars using the same shoulders that had bent steel world records. Soviet state news agency TASS ran his story as an object lesson in Western capitalism's indifference to its own champions.

He died in Dearborn in September 2016, aged 92. The New York Times headline read: "Norbert Schemansky, Who Won Weight-Lifting Gold but Little Applause Back Home, Dies at 92."

The Soviets used his poverty as propaganda. He just kept lifting.

[BodeMaxwell @bode_maxwell]

@Theifedayo This is a proof that you’re in touch with your headquarters. Because what you just posted here is the number one agenda of the throne room of Satan. But “it shall not stand, neither shall it come to pass.” Isaiah 7:7.

[Sir J (J9) @SirJarus]

WORLD CUP 2026

Favourites
1. France
2. Spain
3. Argentina
4. Portugal

Contenders
5. Brazil
6. England
7. Germany
8. Colombia

Outside Chances
9. Croatia
10. Belgium
11. Senegal
12. Uruguay
13. Netherlands
14. Turkey
15. Switzerland
16. Mexico

Pretenders
17. Austria
18. Czech
19. Canada
20. Norway
21. Morocco
22. Scotland
23. USA
24. Paraguay
25. Ivory Coast
26. Ecuador
27. Japan
28. Sweden
29. Egypt
30. New Zealand
31. South Korea
32. Bosnia

Tourists
33. South Africa
34. Qatar
35. Haiti
36. Australia
37. Curacao
38. Tunisia
39. Iran
40. Saudi Arabia
41. Iraq
42. Algeria
43. Jordan
44. Cape Verde
45. DR Congo
46. Uzbekistan
47. Ghana
48. Panama