So far we've raised 17.3m, 2.7m left ⌛
We can't thank you all enough for the support.
We are almost there! ❤️
Every donation and repost counts.
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Wait! That's someone's face being peeled? Oh my God!
When people who never took a single chemistry class mix soap and cream for you and someone who has no professional dermatology training or knowledge is your skin consultant, this is what you get. You people won't even leave your expensive phone to a carpenter to repair. Yet, you subject your skin to manhandling by quacks. It is well.
Update 🚨
We can't thank you all enough for the support. Thank you.
5.8m to go ⌛
Every donation and retweet counts.
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Hi Everyone, please, we need your help.
My dad has been diagnosed with prostate cancer, and our family is facing one of the hardest periods of our lives. We are doing everything we can to give him the best chance at recovery, but the cost of his treatment has become more than we can manage.
Emergency robotic sugery has been advised by the specialist and we have a 2 month window to get the best outcome.
We are raising ₦20m so he can receive the care he urgently needs. Every donation, no matter how small, goes directly towards his treatment. If you cannot donate, sharing this appeal would mean just as much, as it helps us reach someone who can.
All medical reports are available and will be made public.
Thank you so much for your kindness, prayers, and support.
It means more to our family than words can express.
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Hi guys! ❤️
We're doing another fundraiser for @AduratheArtist and his dad, who has been diagnosed with prostate cancer.
The goal is to raise ₦20 million, and ₦9.1 million has already been raised. We still have ₦10.9 million to go.
Please support if you can. Every contribution helps, and if you can't contribute financially, a repost or helping spread the word would mean a lot.
Let's show up for Adura and his family. ❤️🤝🏾
Please Everyone, I need your help.
From the accident, she has fractures in her hand, leg, and pelvic region. The doctor said the surgery will cost about ₦5 million. It is extensive and will be done in two phases.
First they will operate on her hand and leg. When she recovers from that, they will do the pelvic region.
It has been a painful experience. We have already spent so much on drugs and medications just to keep her stable this far. The pain is still there every day.
A lot of you have followed this from the day of the accident. You have seen the updates. You know what this has been like.
Please, if your heart can move you, even ₦1k, ₦2k, ₦5k, ₦10k, or ₦20k from you will help us. Every little bit carries weight right now.
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Chris Rock just nailed one of the biggest problems with wokeness.
Helping people who feel marginalized is good. He says so himself. The trouble starts when a good cause becomes an institution.
The first few witches were real. Then you open a witch office. Now there are salaries, budgets and pensions to justify, and the office needs a steady supply of witches to keep existing.
That’s the trap. Once a cause becomes a career, solving the problem means losing your job. So the problem never gets solved. It just keeps getting redefined.
A system built to find wrongdoing will keep finding it, whether it’s there or not.
My latest drawing of Fer Lopez done in graphite 🇪🇸🐺
Thank you to everyone who stuck around to see the result, I truly hope you enjoy this one
Very grateful to David Rogers and @PatzkeBrett for the brilliant reference photos 📸👏🏽
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We are gradually setting a dangerous narrative for the younger generation.
Back in my time, to become head boy, head girl, or any prefect, you are appointed by the school board based on your leadership skills, good standing , responsibility , grades and more.
I passed by a school today in Lagos at Oko Oba, Abuleegba the whole gate was littered with posters & banners from primary/secondary school students campaigning for posts.
Multiple posters and banners of candidates saying Vote me for Head Boy, Vote me for Head Girl, etc
How have we gotten to a level of exposing children to such dangerous political narratives.
Who knows maybe some of them that are from richer families might be sharing biscuit, pencils, birds, maths set in a bid to sway wins.
Distasteful that is being done in a primary and secondary school.
I have deliberately kept mum on this language issue because the politics of language in Nigeria is a morass, one I have no interest in getting my feet stuck in. But it has been both mind-opening and, to some extent, hilarious reading the comments people have made about it.
I am not sure we understand that the average Lagosian would no sooner vote for MC Oluomo than for GRV simply because Oluomo can speak the language. You cannot come to a people seeking their votes and not speak to them in their language. All this talk about Lagos being metropolitan and therefore making the emphasis on speaking the language of the people somehow unnecessary is, frankly, hollow. Is it not the same Lagos we all live in, work in and commute through?
The thing is that everyone on Twitter lives in this idealistic cubicle where they imagine that ideologies win elections, where they believe that if they speak enough English, say the right things and pander to the people on here, they will somehow win an election. Reality is much different.
Reality is that an amala seller on the streets of Bariga who doesn’t understand a word of English is infuriated that you, a gubernatorial candidate, have come to her stall and are speaking English when she asked you, “Ki lo shele?” Reality is that she is telling you about her difficulties, her challenges with business, and you, a supposed Yoruba child, an Omoluabi, need an interpreter to tell you what she is saying. The optics are terrible and, frankly, whether you know it or not, you have already lost her vote, along with the votes of many others who witnessed the show of shame. An MC Oluomo could come to the same place and, before the woman has even finished speaking, he has told her every lie he can think of in Yoruba and won her over.
There is no world in which an MC Oluomo is more qualified than a GRV. None whatsoever. But precisely because of that language barrier, he can appeal to more people. That is the uncomfortable truth of politics: qualifications do not exist in a vacuum, and neither does communication. A candidate can be eminently qualified and still fail to connect with the people whose votes he needs.
We can choose to keep playing ostrich, or we can acknowledge that if a gubernatorial candidate is seeking to govern a people, learning to speak to them in the language they understand is not some ornamental political skill. It is part of understanding the people themselves. Either way, 2027 is around the corner, and I would hate for all these conversations about language, identity, communication and the realities of Lagos politics to amount to nothing more than cyclical Twitter arguments.
Raul Jimenez, graphite on paper
Thank you so much to everyone who followed the progress of this piece, I hope you enjoy it as much as I did making it
Huge shout-out to @PatzkeBrett for taking the amazing reference photos I used
COME ON YOU WOLVES
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