Banter aside we are not being fair to South Africa. The red card was harsh. Themba Zwane just wanted to check the Mexican player’s passport to see if he was Nigerian
Reducing what goes on in a boy’s head on his birthday to fake maturity is an evidence to how insensitive the other gender can be to a boy, many times even in relationships.
For boys, a lot of expectations are attached to age
While birthday is a call for studio photoshoot for some
for many boys, new age is a reminder of the apartment of their own that they should have had
It’s a reminder that they are getting too old to be where they’re financially, academically and relationship wise etc
On a normal day a boy could just sit and start thinking of how to move forward in life, that thinking is more intense on a birthday
So if they don’t send a picture of themselves as broadcast to all contacts on WhatsApp group for a repost, it’s not a flex
They are grateful for life, but when they have something truly worth celebrating they won’t hold back
It’s not fake maturity, we are usually on a date with reality and reality is not friendly.
I relocated to @InsideOsogbo specifically because of stable electricity. That was the main reason.
I work remotely. Lagos was expensive, overcrowded, and honestly unnecessary if I’m not going to an office. So I came to Osogbo because it’s peaceful, affordable, and most importantly, steady power supply.
Many people that I know did the same thing. We moved here because what’s the point of paying crazy Lagos rent when you can live in a calmer place with good electricity and do your remote work comfortably?
Now? The situation is completely different.
Burning fuel on generator EVERY DAY now. No light. The last time I traveled for just 3 days, everything in my freezer spoiled. Everything. Three days!
This is frustrating beyond words. The one advantage Osogbo had - stable power is gone. Now we’re suffering just like everywhere else in Nigeria, but we can’t even benefit from Lagos opportunities since we’re not there.
IBEDC has destroyed the main reason people chose to live and work in @InsideOsogbo. We came here to escape generator life. Now we’re running generators more than we ever did in Lagos.
Businesses are collapsing. Remote workers are struggling.
Freelancers can’t meet deadlines because there’s no power to charge devices or run equipment.
This protest is long overdue. IBEDC needs to fix this or admit they can’t provide service and step aside for someone who can.
Birthdays should be -1, not +1. Every year isn’t a milestone, it’s a reminder. You didn’t gain a year. You spent one. The clock isn’t adding time. It’s taking it.
You don`t choose a football club. Anyone who does is fake. The club chooses you. It just hits you unaware and you naturally find yourself deep in love with it.
I do not think Greenwood is innocent. But I believe in 2nd chances and the person who was hurt seems to have forgiven him. It seems the only thing that would satisfy some of you is to hear that he woke up one day and offed himself. He has left your club. Leave him alone.
Imagine setting sail for Point Nemo. You're not just going for a leisurely cruise; you're embarking on a journey where the nearest land is over 1,000 miles away in any direction. The closest humans? They're likely astronauts, zipping overhead in the ISS, closer to you than any terrestrial soul. As you sail, the ocean's vastness begins to dawn on you, not just in miles, but in the sheer volume of water beneath your keel. Here, the ocean's depth can plunge to over 30,000 feet, a realm where light barely dares to tread.
Upon reaching Point Nemo, you're greeted by... well, nothing. The silence is profound, the kind that makes you question if your ears are working. Here, the ocean's surface might be one of the least biologically active regions, where even the microbes seem to have better things to do elsewhere. The water, a deep blue, almost black, reflects the sky's indifference.
Here, isolation isn't just physical; it's existential. You're in a place where human presence is an anomaly. The nearest civilization might as well be on another planet.
If you're expecting a spectacular underwater view, think again. The ocean here might be the least nutrient-rich, leading to what could be described as the marine equivalent of a desert. But if you're into staring at vast expanses of nothing, you're in for a treat.
You're in the middle of what's essentially a cosmic junkyard. Decommissioned satellites, space stations like Mir, and even parts of Skylab have been sent here to die. It's like being at the end of the universe's recycling bin.
The sound of the ocean here might be the closest thing to silence you'll ever hear. No ships, no planes, just the occasional whale song or the eerie Bloop, which, by the way, turned out to be ice breaking, not Cthulhu stirring.
With no light pollution, the stars at night would be a spectacle. You're under one of the darkest skies on Earth, where constellations seem to pop out like they're trying to tell you something about the universe's vastness.
Being at Point Nemo might make you ponder the human condition. Here, in the middle of nowhere, you're reminded of how small we are, how vast the world is, and how we've managed to litter even this remote spot with our space debris. It's a place where you might feel the weight of human insignificance or, conversely, the profound beauty of solitude.
Leaving Point Nemo, you might feel a mix of relief and melancholy. You've been to the loneliest spot on Earth, where the ocean's depth and the sky's expanse remind you of the universe's indifference. But as you sail back, every piece of land, every ship, every bird becomes a reminder of life's interconnectedness, even if you've just left the place where humanity feels most disconnected