Credit to Rufai Oseni here. He asked the question, when the candidate went round about not asking the question, he doubled down and it couldn’t be clear this person has zero clue.
Anyone who cannot answer the ‘how’ to whatever they say they are going to do is either lying or simply deluded about how things work. None is a desirable option.
Davido told Darryl he doesn’t carry cash around whenever he’s outside Nigeria because he uses a black card 💳
He can spend unlimited amounts with it… even up to $1 million on shopping alone
But you have to keep updating it every two weeks 😳
One idea that has revolutionized my thinking is this: you are allowed to not want things.
You can look at everything society tells you that you need to have and just be like, “Nope. I will not be participating.”
MBBS wasn't enough.
Then MD wasn't enough.
Then DM wasnt enough.
And one day you realize-
you've spent years collecting degrees,
while waiting for a feeling called
"satisfaction."
#MedTwitter#MBBS
As a Senior Consultant, the reason I haven't raised my voice is simple:
When the interns are gone, I will gladly show up at 5AM, clerk 80 patients, draw the blood, and run the night calls myself.
I am superhuman. Obviously.
As a Senior Nursing Officer, the reason I am silent is obvious:
I have no problem running three wards alone, fixing lines, tracking vitals, delivering babies, doing the paperwork.
I don't need hands. I have dedication.
As a Policymaker, the reason I haven't spoken is elegant:
The interns are a budget problem I solved by terming the students.
My children are not doing internship in Uganda, after all.
As a Patient, the reason I haven't complained is clear:
Even if the doctor cutting me open has worked 36 hours without food, just cut me open and take the baby out.
Hunger sharpens the hands. Everyone knows this.
As a Citizen, the reason I am unbothered is rational:
None of my children is a medic.
I have my pastor.
The system runs on miracles. Always has.
This policy is brilliant.
Let's all stay quiet and watch the magic happen.
When you start making good money, save it. Especially in the beginning. Save as much as you can. You'll desire things. New car, new watch, designer clothes to show the world you made it. And dumb philosophies will try to justify it. YOLO, life is short. Don't pay attention. Don't change anything. Save for a few years. And one day you'll notice, the urgency is gone. The anxiety... gone. You go to a restaurant, and you stop looking at the right side of the menu. You plan a holiday and you don't wait 3 weeks for cheap flights. Someone made you an offer that doesn't feel right, and you say no without thinking twice. That's what happens when you overcome instant gratification. It will give you peace to move at your own pace. A little patience, that's all you need. And it will give you something that no material object can ever match: a calm nervous system.
The problem is the lived reality of Nigerians. People are barely surviving with the 'hard reset' that this administration has embarked on, and asking the common man to suffer while they live their normal lavish lifestyles.
Let me say something that will make people uncomfortable this morning. 😎
Subsidy removal is the most hated thing Tinubu did. I know. I felt it too. We all did.
But let me ask you something.
Who was actually benefiting from that subsidy?
Not you. Not the okada man. Not the market woman. Not the student trekking to school.
The marketers importing fuel were billing Nigeria for litres that never arrived. The cabal collecting allocation were selling the same fuel across the border to neighbouring countries at profit. The politicians were using subsidy as a slush fund every election cycle.
You were not eating the subsidy. You were just smelling it.
The World Bank said remove it. The IMF said remove it. Every serious economist since 1999 said remove it. Obasanjo knew. Jonathan knew. Buhari knew.
Nobody touched it — not because they cared about your transport fare — but because too many powerful people were feeding from it quietly.
Tinubu touched it.
And everybody who was feeding from it made sure you felt the pain immediately so you would direct your anger at him instead of them.
Think about that slowly.
You are angry at the man who stopped the stealing. Not the men who did the stealing for 24 years.
That is not his failure. That is yours.
President Tinubu, Nigerians are not angry because reform is painful.
Nigerians are angry because sacrifice in this country is never shared.
You removed subsidy. You floated the naira. You told people to endure the hardest economic reset in a generation. Fine.
But while ordinary Nigerians were adjusting their meals, transport, school fees, rent and hospital bills, the political class was still behaving like Nigeria is a private estate.
That is the insult.
How do you ask people to tighten their belts in a country where lawmakers are collecting SUVs reportedly worth around ₦160 million each?
How do you preach sacrifice when an additional ₦30 billion can be budgeted for National Assembly renovation?
How do you ask a trader in Wuse Market or a civil servant in Bauchi to “be patient” while ₦21 billion is used for a new Vice President’s official residence even though he already have a perfectly livable one?
How does a presidential yacht even enter the budget conversation in a country where people are pricing rice by paint bucket?
How does the State House still carry tens of billions for renovation and maintenance while citizens are being told the country is broke?
This is why people are angry.
The problem is not only the pain of reform. The problem is the arrogance around the pain.
The message cannot be “tighten your belt” when government is loosening its own agbada.
The message cannot be “be patient” when people cannot see a serious war against waste, corruption, insecurity, food prices, power failure and elite impunity.
So my first message to Tinubu would be simple:
Turn this reform from accounting into statecraft.
The numbers may start looking better on paper, but Nigerians do not live inside macroeconomic charts.
They live in markets, buses, farms, classrooms, hospitals and dark rooms without electricity.
If the reforms are real, make the state real too.
Secure the roads. Cut the obscene cost of governance. Discipline the rent-seeking class. Build power. Protect production. Make food cheaper. Punish sabotage. Stop rewarding political loyalty over competence.
Because if you only stabilize the exchange rate and lose the people, history will not remember you as the man who reformed Nigeria.
It will remember you as the man who asked the poor to pay for a country the powerful refused to build.
Mr. Osifo Osayamen Stanley is contesting in the presidential primaries against Bola Ahmed Tinubu, a sitting President of the Federal Republic of Nigeria. Whether he wins or not, the mere courage and confidence to step into the ring and test his popularity within his party against an incumbent president speaks volumes.
Ironically, he appears to have far more confidence and courage than the NDC’s sole presidential candidate, who is afraid to contest against anyone in a genuine primary election. Instead, he always settles for mushroom parties where he can emerge unchallenged, apparently just to massage his ego and maintain the illusion of political relevance.
During my internship, a middle aged man was rushed into the ER completely unresponsive.
Vitals were stable, but he was comatose.
Random Blood Sugar: 28 mg/dL.
We immediately pushed IV Dextrose. He woke up confused but fine.
We wanted to keep him for observation and a full workup, but the family refused. They signed a Discharge Against Medical Advice (DAMA) the next morning and took him home.
48 hours later?
Brought back in the exact same comatose state.
Blood Sugar: 22 mg/dL.
We sat the family down.
"Is he diabetic? Did he accidentally take someone else's insulin or pills?"
Family swore up and down:
"No! He hates allopathy. He is perfectly healthy, he only takes a 100% natural herbal powder from a local traditional healer for his diabetes."
We ran the complete workup.
Insulinoma? Negative.
Adrenal issues? Negative.
But his serum C-peptide and insulin levels were sky-high.
The math wasn't mathing.
We asked the son to bring the "100% natural herbal powder" from home to the ward. It was a nameless brown packet of dust. We managed to get it analyzed.
The result?
It was heavily laced with unregulated doses of Glibenclamide.
That day I realized...
In medicine, the most dangerous toxins don't always come from snake bites or chemical spills. Sometimes they are sold in unmarked packets as "100% natural cures"
I can never understand Nigerian politics. Someone finished his time after a terribly woeful performance as power minister, to go and contest for Governorship election. And rather than arrive his state in humility and address the press solemnly - acknowledging the challenges and how there's a lot of work to be done, he gathered a crowd at the airport and declared a "heroic" welcome. Then started climbing jeep and waiving left and right like someone that just delivered 24/7 electricity. Never seen such shameless arrogance in failure.
Nigerian doctors practicing in Nigeria, stop offering services for free on Social media.
Anyone who needs your services should pay consultation fee and you attend to them privately except you don’t know what you’re doing.
Don’t jump in here and be making diagnoses and treatment on public social media.
It’s not only unethical, it’s demeaning of your profession.
Have some dignity.
Have some pride.
Don’t appear cheap.
The public don’t rate you like that.
The only doctor Radiographers regard is a Radiologist, any other doctor outside imaging discipline, is just a colleague, so when you come to imaging dept, please behave well oo😃🤔
My Chief finish one boy today 😅🥲, he says he needs to go back to medical school 👏👏👏
An advise to colleagues, everyone is king in his/her lane👏🥲😁