Dear Sen. Oshiomhole,
It is both astonishing & deeply disappointing that a serving Nigerian sen @NGRSenate would publicly describe the @nnpclimited as a “house of thieves” and claim it has no reputation other than fraud. Such a blanket statement is not only false but insulting to an organisation that has sustained Nigeria for decades & continues to do so through the hard work, dedication, and expertise of its employees.
Let us put this in perspective. There are tens of serving senators today who carry corruption allegations around their necks. How many serving or retired NNPCL staff have similar allegations? The answer is, very few, if any. If we were to measure “houses of thieves” by the number of individuals under investigation or indictment, would the Senate, not NNPC, qualify? Yet here you are, a senator, publicly denigrating a professional institution whose reputation stands tall both nationally and globally.
NNPCL is not an organisation you get into just because of political connections, the ability to snatch ballot boxes, mobilise thugs, or rig elections. It is an organisation you join because you are skilled, you know your craft, you have strong academic credentials, and you have demonstrated your competence through examinations & performance. From recruitment to retirement, NNPCL adheres to professional standards comparable to the best global energy companies. There might be hitches somewhere. But its operations are transparent, merit-based, and focused on excellence.
The employees of NNPC put their lives on the line every day; working on offshore rigs, land platforms, creeks, and swamps, to ensure crude oil is produced, national revenue is sustained, and the country functions. These men & women take real risks to serve the nation. To call such an organisation a “house of thieves” is not only factually incorrect but deeply disrespectful to thousands of Nigerians who serve with professionalism and integrity.
Let us compare the NNPC to the Senate instructively. Many senators enjoy a kind of immunity while facing serious allegations of corruption and malpractice. NNPCL employees, by contrast, are subject to rigorous internal audits, compliance oversight, and regulatory scrutiny. The professional standard in NNPCL is far higher than that of the political system you represent.
If your concern is with individual leadership within NNPCL, there are proper channels for investigation and accountability. But to publicly condemn an entire organisation is reckless, unprofessional, and false. The reputation of NNPCL is built on decades of expertise, professionalism, & dedication to national development. From recruitment to retirement, it is an institution that values competence, integrity, and excellence, not political theatrics.
Senator, I urge you to retract this statement and apologise to the employees of NNPCL. Professional institutions deserve professional critique, not sweeping, unfounded accusations.
— Dr. Hidima.
@officialABAT Houses that are not within the reach of civil servants or ordinary Nigerian. You must know someone to have access. You may have a good plan but those handling it have their own plan.we all know how it will end. One top politician would have secured 1k unit for himself alone.
Christian law lynched a 7 year old boy for stealing Garri in Lagos. Another one was burnt alive for stealing handkerchief in Anambra🤡😃. And so on. This is the barbaric life you people lived but you want to use a mob action against a girl that despite the deliberate provocation, was condemned by Muslim leaders & scholars, because no individual has the right to take laws into their hands.
Tell me one person that was killed by Shariah law in Nigeria? Just one. I'd give you ₦1,000,000.
Bandits have release video of the retired Army General kidnapped with his wife along matazu highway Katsina state.
The terrorists are demanding for the release of their men arrested by Nigeria troops as part of the demands.
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!!!!
Dear Hon @YusufAdamuGagdi,
The President will be with you soon, to address you. Pass this message directly to him. On behalf of all Nigerians.
Thank you.
🔴 Müslüman olan İngiliz şarkıcı Yusuf İslâm, Türkiye'ye geldiğinde basın tarafından epeyce gündemde tutuldu. Bir muhabir kendisine evlilikle ilgili bir soru sordu. Yusuf İslam verdiği cevapla, muhabiri şaşkına çevirdi.
İngiliz şarkıcıya bir muhabir; "Girdiğiniz İslâm dininde bir erkeğin dört kadınla evlenmesine ne diyeceksiniz? Yani bunun mantığını nasıl kabul edeceksiniz? Siz bir Batılı aydın bir şarkıcı olarak bunu nasıl kabul ettiniz?"
Yusuf İslam diyor ki:
"Sen, beni eski hâlimle tanıdığını söylüyorsun. Ben Müslüman olmadan önce kaç kadınla beraber olduğumu bilemem. Onlardan çocuğum olmuşsa onu da bilemem. Ben böyle adi bir hayat yaşarken sen bana hayrandın. Ben şimdi Müslüman oldum. Tek eşle evliyim. İkinci bir evliliğe niyetli de değilim. İslam dini dörde kadar izin veriyorsa onların ve çocuklarının sorumluluğunu da ona yüklüyor. Senin hayran olduğun batıda böyle bir sorumluluk yok. Bir çok çocuk babasını bilmez. Baba da çocuğunu görmeden gider bu dünyadan."
Praise be to Allah! At a university in Germany, they conducted a test on cows to determine the amount of pain the cows feel during slaughter, according to Islamic method through a process called EEG.
They were monitoring the cow's brain electrical activity chart, and through it, they could tell whether the cow felt pain or not, and what the extent of the pain was?
Surprisingly, they took the cow and slaughtered it for the test....
In the first 3 seconds, no change occurred in the brain electrical activity, and this is evidence that it did not feel any pain.
In the next 3 seconds, the cow lost consciousness and fell completely asleep due to severe blood flow from the slaughter and the absence of the largest amount of blood from the brain.
After 6 seconds, the EEG stopped the brain electrical activity, meaning that the cow died without any pain.
Praise be to Allah, for the religion that shows mercy to animals even during slaughter.
Kidnappers entered Lagos state to kidnap Lagosians, Police Kllled 4 out of them, all of them are from the southeast.
Nigerians are Quiet, Bloggers are Quiet, Southern nfluencers are quiet. If the headline had been: "4 Fulani kidnappers Kllled in Lagos", would there be this silence?
A Persian physician memorized the entire Quran by age 10 and was practicing medicine by age 16. By 18 he had cured a sultan that no other doctor could help. The textbook he wrote in his 30s became the operating manual for every European doctor for the next 600 years.
I started reading about him at midnight and could not believe one teenager had personally built so much of the foundation of modern medicine.
His name was Ibn Sina. The book is called The Canon of Medicine.
Every modern clinical trial. Every evidence-based drug protocol. Every pharmacology textbook. Every medical school curriculum that teaches doctors to observe before they prescribe.
All of it traces back to a Persian teenager who finished his medical education before most modern students finish high school.
Ibn Sina was born in 980 CE near Bukhara, in modern-day Uzbekistan. His father was an Islamic scholar who employed the best tutors money could buy. The tutors started failing to keep up with him almost immediately.
By age 10 he had memorized the entire Quran word for word. By 12 he was correcting his tutors on points of law. By 14 he had outpaced his teacher in mathematics and started learning on his own. By 16 he was treating patients in his neighborhood.
He later wrote, with no false modesty, that medicine was an easy subject and he had mastered it quickly.
He hit a wall around 17. He could not understand Aristotle's Metaphysics. He read the book forty times and still could not grasp it. Then he picked up a commentary on it by Al-Farabi in a Bukhara bookshop for a few coins, read it overnight, and suddenly the entire system of Greek philosophy snapped into place.
He went home and gave alms (money or goods) to the poor in gratitude that he had finally understood.
A year later the news of his medical skill reached the sultan of Bukhara, Nuh ibn Mansur, who was suffering from an illness no doctor in his court could cure. Ibn Sina was called in. He treated the sultan. The sultan recovered. The 18-year-old asked for one thing in payment.
Access to the royal library.
The library of the Samanid sultans in Bukhara was one of the greatest in the Islamic world at that time. Ibn Sina spent the next year inside it reading everything he could find.
He later wrote that by age 21 he had absorbed everything written by every major scholar before him, and that the rest of his career was just refining what he had already understood as a teenager.
He spent the next decade as a wandering physician and political advisor. Empires were collapsing across Persia and Central Asia. He moved from court to court, treating princes, drafting legal documents, escaping invasions, hiding from enemies who wanted to kill him for his association with rival rulers.
He wrote at night while moving between cities by day. He was imprisoned at least once. He kept writing.
In his 30s and 40s he produced The Canon of Medicine. A five volumes book at least a million words. A complete synthesis of every medical tradition he could find. Greek medicine from Galen and Hippocrates. Persian medicine from his own tradition. Indian medicine from Ayurvedic texts. His own clinical observations from thousands of patients.
The Canon was translated into Latin in the 12th century. It was reprinted more than 30 times in the 15th and 16th centuries alone. It was the standard reference text at the University of Paris, the University of Bologna, and Oxford well into the 17th century.
William Osler, one of the founding fathers of modern medicine, called it the most famous medical textbook ever written and said it served as a medical bible for a longer period than any other book in human history.
The part that most people miss is what was actually inside it.
He laid out clear rules for testing whether a drug works rules that still look like modern clinical trials. The drug must be pure, tested on a single condition, and checked against opposite conditions for consistent results. Effects must be seen repeatedly, with timing that matches the treatment. And it has to be tested on humans, since animal results don’t always carry over.
A thousand years before the modern clinical trial existed, he had written its protocol.
He defined medicine itself in a sentence that has never been improved on. Medicine is the science by which we learn the various states of the body in health and when not in health, the means by which health is likely to be lost, and when lost, is likely to be restored.
He insisted that prevention came before treatment. He argued that lifestyle, diet, exercise, and sleep mattered as much as drugs. He was right by a thousand years. He documented hundreds of conditions with such precision that European doctors were still using his diagnostic categories in the 1700s.
He died in 1037 at age 57. He was on a military campaign with one of the rulers he served when he developed colic. He treated himself with what he believed was the correct remedy. The remedy did not work. He died near the city of Hamadan in modern Iran. His tomb is still there.
His own assessment of his life is one of the most honest things any genius has ever written about themselves. He said he had lived a wide life rather than a long one and that he preferred it that way.
The Canon is digitized at the Library of Congress. The original Arabic version is preserved at multiple universities. Free English translations exist online.
The medical textbook that trained every European doctor for half a millennium is sitting one click away from you.
Most modern doctors have never heard the author's full name.
قبل … 1990: الأرباح من الحج صفر
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2011: الأرباح من الحج صفر
2012: الأرباح من الحج صفر
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2015: الأرباح من الحج صفر
2016: الأرباح من الحج صفر
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2019: الأرباح من الحج صفر
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2021: الأرباح من الحج صفر
2022: الأرباح من الحج صفر
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2024: الأرباح من الحج صفر
2025: الأرباح من الحج صفر
2026: الأرباح من الحج ص��ر
بحسب بيانات المصادر المفتوحة ، السعودية لا تربح ريالاً واحداً من الحج بل ان إنفاقها على الحج ضخم جداً وتتحمله المملكة بالكامل لوحدها من اجل ضيوف الرحمن🇸🇦
منذ عهد الدولة السعودية الاولى ، 3 قرون والمملكة لا تربح ريالاً
دولة عظيمة جداً
“No matter our religion, tribe, or profession, we Nigerians are being killed, and the Tinubu government has proven that it is incapable of securing the country.”
Again, former President Olusegun Obasanjo charges Nigerians to rise and kick out the incompetent Tinubu govt.✍️
Amara’s legs began to swell.
Her slippers became tighter.
Her school socks left marks on her skin.
Then her urine became unusually foamy.
That was when the family returned to the hospital.
This time, the doctors looked deeper.
Blood tests.
Urine tests.
Kidney function tests.
More questions.
More investigations.
Then finally, the answer arrived.
Lupus.
An autoimmune disease where the body’s defense system mistakenly attacks its own organs and tissues.
The skin.
The joints.
The kidneys.
The blood.
The heart.
The lungs.
Even the brain.
And that is what makes lupus so dangerous.
Not because it is the most common disease.
But because it rarely introduces itself properly.
It enters like malaria.
It behaves like typhoid.
It imitates arthritis.
It disguises itself as kidney disease.
It hides behind symptoms that seem ordinary.
And while everyone is trying to figure it out, damage may already be happening.
The reality is that there are many children and adults living with lupus across Nigeria and Africa.
Some know.
Many do not.
Many spend months moving from one hospital to another.
Many receive multiple treatments before the correct diagnosis is made.
Many are told they are lazy.
Or exaggerating.
Or simply stressed.
Until the disease becomes impossible to ignore.
That is why awareness matters.
Not because every fever is lupus.
Not because every rash is lupus.
But because persistent symptoms deserve attention.
A child who keeps having unexplained fever.
A child who is constantly tired.
A child with recurring joint pains.
A child with unusual rashes.
A child with swelling of the legs.
A child with persistently foamy urine.
That child deserves a closer look.
That child deserves to be heard.
That child deserves more than another round of malaria medication.
Today, on Children’s Day, I am thinking about children like Amara.
Children whose illnesses are often invisible before they become serious.
Children whose symptoms are trying to tell a story long before a diagnosis arrives.
Children who deserve adults willing to listen.
Because sometimes awareness does not save a statistic.
Sometimes it saves a child.
And every child deserves the chance to be a child before becoming a patient.
Happy Children’s Day.
1. I Have Written to INTERPOL About Seyi Tinubu. This Is Not a Threat. This Is a Process.
Let me be very clear about what is happening right now.
I am Kio Amachree, President of Worldview International. I have spent months filing formal complaints with the FBI, the DEA, the UK Serious Fraud Office, MI5, Sweden’s SAPO, and the United Nations regarding the conduct of the Tinubu administration and its principal beneficiaries. I have written open letters to President Trump, King Charles, Prime Minister Starmer, and the UN Secretary-General. I have submitted formal petitions to INTERPOL member country National Central Bureaus.
Today I escalated.
I have formally written to the Secretary General of INTERPOL in Lyon, France — Secretary General Valdecy Urquiza — with copies simultaneously served on the Director General of the UK National Crime Agency, the Director of the UK Serious Fraud Office, the Head of Sanctions at the UK Foreign Commonwealth and Development Office, and Sweden’s SAPO.
The subject: Seyi Tinubu. Money laundering. A fraud-tainted £9 million London mansion purchased through a British Virgin Islands shell company called Aranda Overseas Corporation, at the precise moment that property was under active Nigerian government confiscation proceedings as the proceeds of a $1.6 billion fraud. Documented by Bloomberg News. Confirmed by the Organised Crime and Corruption Reporting Project. On the public record since May 2023.
For those who do not know what an Unexplained Wealth Order is, let me explain. Under UK law, the National Crime Agency can walk into the High Court and obtain an order requiring Seyi Tinubu to explain, in legal proceedings, exactly where the money came from to buy that mansion. If he cannot explain it — and he has never even tried, publicly — the property is presumed to be recoverable criminal proceeds and can be seized. No criminal conviction required. The burden of proof shifts to him.
That is the same mechanism used to seize £24 million worth of properties from the wife of a corrupt Azerbaijani banker. It is the same legal architecture that froze over $730 million of Isabel dos Santos’s assets in London���s High Court. It is active, it is proven, and it applies directly to Seyi Tinubu’s London property portfolio.
And INTERPOL? Let me tell you what a Red Notice means in practice. It means that if Seyi Tinubu lands at any airport in Europe — Paris, Frankfurt, Amsterdam, Zurich, Stockholm — he can be detained on the spot by local law enforcement pending extradition proceedings. That is what happened to the targets of Angola’s pursuit of Isabel dos Santos. It is what the UK government, the NCA, and Sweden’s SAPO now have the formal documentation in their hands to initiate.
I am not writing articles anymore. I am filing. There is a difference.
The UK government has already called Isabel dos Santos a notorious kleptocrat and frozen her assets. The Swiss government convicted Gilbert Chagoury of money laundering in 1994. The United States forfeited assets from Bola Tinubu himself in 1993 in connection with narcotics trafficking proceeds. The international accountability infrastructure is not theoretical. It has been used against this family and their circle before. It will be used again.
To every Nigerian reading this — in Lagos, in Abuja, in Port Harcourt, in London, in Houston, in Stockholm — I want you to understand something. While you are paying ₦1,500 for a litre of fuel. While your hospitals have no drugs. While your currency has lost half its value. Seyi Tinubu’s shell company was buying a three-floor mansion in St. John’s Wood with an eight-car driveway, electric gates, two gardens, and a gym, using money connected to a £9 million property that the Nigerian government itself had identified as the proceeds of a $1.6 billion fraud.
That ends.
Continue Reading in Number 2
Hello @LCFC
I’m Olaogun, a winger also played as a striker from Nigeria. I’ve spent the last 3 years training daily to get one shot at professional football.
I’m not asking for a contract. I’m asking for 7 days on trial to show you what I can do. If I’m not good enough, I’ll walk away with no hard feelings.
I’m fast, direct, and I work harder than anyone on the pitch.
My highlights are here: https://t.co/nD68FCLsMn
Thanks,
Olaogun
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