This story is actually insane and nobody is talking about it, and the key witness has apparently died in a hotel fire.
Prince Adeniyi Adeyemi accused Femi Gbajabiamila of collecting ₦400 million from him for a ₦600 million deal for the appointment to become DG of Presidential Foreign Intervention Promotion Council (PFIPC), the Chief of Staff was said to have demanded 48% of the agency’s ₦24 billion take-off grant.
Prince Adeyemi said 48% is too much. There was a little disagreement apparently, and on 11 June 2026, Gbajabiamila, in his capacity as Chief of Staff, issued a public statement saying the PFIPC was not an official government body.
Prince Adeyemi wrote a petition to the police and named the middleman who was the witness to everything that happened.
The middle man, who is the key witness to the transaction died a day after that petition.
Prince Adeyemi wrote for the investigation of the man’s mysterious death, and also claimed there are multiple assasinanation attempts on his life.
He also claimed his phone was particularly stolen in one of the attempts and they are refusing to help him track it.
Gbajabiamila claims the company does not exist and that Prince Adeyemi is telling lies, but the 2026 Appropriation Act currently contains a ₦1.3 billion budget allocation for the PFIPC on page 50 and 51.
So how did a “non-existent”agency receive a budget allocation?
The criminality happening under Tinubu is abysmal.
Why is this not making the news?
The Lessons I Learned from My Dad
I am not the man my father is.
I am trying. Some days closer. Some days farther.
He never sat me down and explained these lessons. He lived them. I’m still learning them.
Show up.
The kitchen table. The hospital room. The funeral. The picket line. The call from the son who won’t answer.
Show up.
Most days that’s the whole job.
My whole life I watched him do it. Not for cameras. Not for headlines. Not because there was something in it for him. He showed up because someone needed him.
I learned that grief doesn’t make you special.
My father buried a wife and daughter. He buried a son. Yet he never treated grief as a claim on other people’s sympathy. Instead, it made him notice theirs.
A mother who lost a child. A father sitting beside a hospital bed. A kid scared about what comes next. A son who lost his mother, his sister, his brother.
He always noticed.
I learned that power is not the point.
The people who chase power eventually confuse the office with themselves.
My father never did.
Whether he was a county councilman, a senator, vice president, or president, he was the same man.
The title changed.
He didn’t.
I learned that family comes first.
The train from Wilmington wasn’t symbolism.
It was every night.
He read to us. Showed up to games. Sat through hospital rooms. Waited up for children who were lost.
And when the day came that the country and the family could not both have him at full strength, he chose family. He relinquished the last chapter of how he wanted to be remembered. And he never complained about it.
Most of all, I learned that love is not soft.
Love is discipline.
Love is showing up at one in the morning when nobody is watching.
Love is answering the phone.
Love is staying.
Love is getting back up after life knocks you down and doing it all again tomorrow.
That love saved my life.
I’ve failed at many of these lessons, sometimes in very public ways.
He loved me anyway.
That’s the last lesson.
I am not trying to become my father.
I am trying to carry what he gave me.
And if I can do that, even imperfectly, that will be enough.
Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I love you.
Dear @elonmusk do Starlink have the capacity to power the automatic transmission of Nigeria’s upcoming 2027 election results with its satellite internet, to help reduce the malpractice and increase transparency? I know you stand against obfuscation in government.
@OlayinkaLere If Nigeria is working, you should be explaining how you got access into the INEC'S Admin Portal that's meant for their ICT department only.
Young Nigerians are not stupid. We are on fire!
Why should anyone pay over ₦600K for a substandard education in a public university? Leave everything & listen to our Gen Zs speak. Tag them. They deserve a massive shout out.
Nigeria must be OK in our lifetime!! 😭👏👏
Now that Nigerian farmers can no longer export ginger because their seeds and soil have been strategically destroyed, here’s a list of so-called influencers who allegedly took blood money from the devil to promote GMO in the country.
A video showing a Nigerian Army officer risking his job while advising Nigerians to vote for the right person, because whoever Nigerians vote for will determine who gives them orders. Please take one minute to repost this video for others 🙏🙏🙏