I actually like nepo babies who leverage their privilege to build things, create value, solve problems and move society forward.
What I can't stand are the ones who contribute nothing, create nothing, achieve nothing, yet spend their lives constituting nuisance while living off someone else's accomplishments.
Funny how the outrage disappears when the country involved doesn't fit the preferred narrative.
Same action. Different country.
Suddenly the racism accusations are nowhere to be found.
It was a leftist hit job all along.
What happened to this lady is a reflection of a bigger problem in Nigeria.
Too many people are no longer asking, "How do I help this person?" but "How much can I squeeze out of this person before they realize what's happening?"
Everybody is trying to outsmart, overcharge or exploit the next person.
The mechanic blames the government.
The customer blames the mechanic.
The politician blames the opposition.
Meanwhile, trust, honesty and basic decency keep disappearing from society.
A country cannot prosper when taking advantage of others becomes a culture instead of an exception.
I write this with pain in my heart.
On April 23, 2026, I bought a car on loan after trading in my former car, which had become a constant source of problems. I still had an outstanding balance of ₦4.5 million to pay.
On April 28, 2026, I was taken away by the Nigerian Army under the guise of DSS officials. For three days in their custody, I was subjected to treatment that left deep scars on me physically, emotionally, and mentally.
Throughout those three days, I remained handcuffed and blindfolded. During the day, I was left under the scorching sun for hours without water. I begged and cried for water, but nobody gave me any. At night, I was kept in an extremely cold room where I would cry and plead for help, but no one responded. I also received random slaps from unidentified individuals.
Even after the court granted me bail, the trauma did not end. I still wake up suddenly at night, struggling to sleep as memories of those days continue to haunt me.
What breaks my heart even more is that the car I bought on loan was damaged. Sometimes I ask myself: what exactly did I do to deserve such treatment?
My only “offence” was speaking up and asking that my brothers and sisters serving in the military should be properly fed and cared for.
Today, I can truly say that Nigeria happened to me.
But despite everything, one thing remains certain:
Justice can never be cracked.
Nigeria is the poverty capital of the world and some of you still judge relationships as if everyone lives in a Lekki penthouse 😭
Real life is different from social media.
Many of the "ideal rich men" people imagine don't even exist in the numbers required.
Truth is, some of you may never date or marry the perfect wealthy partner you've created in your head.
People work with what life gives them, not what Twitter says they deserve.
Life will teach you that some people don't stop talking to you because you wronged them.
They stop talking to you because you stopped allowing them to take advantage of you.