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Farewell, Professor Kola Oyewo
Farewell, Oba Lapite
I am deeply saddened by the passing of Professor Kola Oyewo—scholar, actor, teacher, cultural ambassador, and dear colleague.
I had the privilege of working with him on Koseegbe, Oleku and Saworoide where he gave a memorable performance as Oba Lapite. His portrayal brought depth, dignity, and humanity to the role, making the character one of the film’s most enduring figures.
Ironically, Lapite’s death in the story created a challenge for me as a filmmaker. Once he was publicly executed by Lagata, I could not bring Kola Oyewo back into the narrative. I missed him then.
Today, I miss him again.
Kola Oyewo belonged to a rare generation that successfully bridged scholarship and performance. He inspired countless students, actors, and audiences through his talent, humility, and lifelong commitment to learning, culture, theatre and film.
Nigeria has lost a remarkable artist.
Farewell, Professor Kola Oyewo.
Farewell, Oba Lapite.
Your legacy will endure in the stories you told and the lives you touched.
Ire ni o.
TK
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Today we remember the legend Dora Akunyili, who died in 2014, she lost her sister, who was given fake insulin for diabetes. This was 1988.
In 2001,she became the head of NAFDAC. By 2006, she had reduced the circulation of fake drugs in Nigeria from 80% to 17%.
Keep resting 🕊️
She literally explains why “quiet” people are only quiet around you.
For fifty years, she trusted him. Then the police found the videos.
Gisèle Pelicot believed she knew her life. A long marriage, three children, grandchildren, and a quiet home in Provence. To anyone looking from the outside, they were a perfect couple. Solid. Enviable.
Then the signs began.
Unexplained exhaustion. Memory gaps. Clumps of hair falling out. Physical problems no doctor could explain. Test after test—no answers.
One day, she looked him in the eyes.
— “Are you drugging me?”
He was offended. Denied everything.
And she… believed him.
After fifty years together, how do you doubt?
In November 2020, everything collapsed.
Her husband, Dominique Pelicot, was arrested for filming women under their skirts in a supermarket. A disturbing crime, but one that seemed far removed from their private life. Then the police analyzed his devices.
And they found something unimaginable.
Thousands of videos.
Gisèle. In their bed. Unconscious. Violated.
By him.
And by dozens of men he had invited himself.
For nearly ten years, Dominique had been dissolving drugs into her food and drinks. He made her lose consciousness. Then he assaulted her. And he didn’t stop there. He entered online forums, contacted men willing to take part.
Around fifty responded.
Ordinary men. Fathers. Professionals. “Normal” people.
They entered that home. Abused an unconscious woman. Were filmed. And then returned to their lives.
As if nothing had happened.
She remembered nothing.
She would wake up exhausted, confused. And he would talk about stress. Menopause. Fatigue.
The man she trusted the most… was the one destroying her.
When she discovered the truth, her life split in two.
It wasn’t just betrayal.
It was an entire existence built on a lie.
Fifty-one men were charged.
French law offered her protection and anonymity. A closed trial. She could disappear. No one would judge her.
But Gisèle did something no one expected.
She said no.
At seventy-two, she chose to show herself. To say her name. To make everything public.
— “The shame must change sides.”
For months, she attended every hearing. She watched the footage. Listened to the justifications.
Some claimed they thought she was pretending.
Others argued that the husband’s consent was enough.
No one wanted to face the simplest truth.
An unconscious person cannot give consent.
On December 19, 2024, the verdict came.
All were convicted.
Dominique received twenty years. He will likely die in prison.
Outside the courthouse, Gisèle spoke calmly.
— “I wanted society to see.”
And then she turned to other women:
— “You are not alone. This is my fight too.”
Her voice spread across France—and beyond.
People began to speak about chemical submission, about consent, about responsibility, about a culture that for too long has asked victims to stay silent.
She did the opposite.
She took silence… and destroyed it.
She could have hidden. Disappeared. Protected herself.
Instead, she stayed.
In front of everyone.
And she said:
look.
Look at what happens when no one is looking.
She didn’t seek justice only for herself.
She changed something for millions.
She gave shame back to where it truly belongs.
Not to those who survive.
But to those who harm.
At seventy-two, Gisèle Pelicot showed a simple and powerful truth:
it is never too late to reclaim your voice.
And to remind the world…
where the blame truly lies.
Only #FunkeAkindele could make me go out of my way to renew my Netflix subscription so as to enjoy #behindthescene on my TV screen. It was absolutely worth it. 10/10
"When Noah was born, doctors told his young father, Ben, who had Down syndrome, that he wouldn’t be able to raise a child.
That he wouldn’t understand feeding schedules.
That he wouldn’t know how to comfort a crying baby.
That he wouldn’t be enough.
But Ben didn’t listen.
He held his newborn close, kissed his forehead, and whispered,
“I may not know everything… but I know how to love you.”
And love him he did.
Ben fed him with shaking hands, learned lullabies by humming, and rocked him every night until the sun rose. He worked part-time folding napkins at a local diner — saving every penny for Noah’s future.
There were stares. Whispers.
Other parents asked, “Is he… the father?”
Ben would just smile and nod proudly.
“He’s my son. My best friend.”
Noah grew. Ben aged.
Years passed like pages in a quiet book.
Noah became a man. Strong, kind, successful. People would say,
“You turned out so well.”
He’d reply,
“Because I was raised by someone who only saw the world with love.”
As Ben got older, his memory began to fade. He’d forget where he put things. Then names. Then Noah’s.
And one day, he looked into Noah’s eyes and asked,
“Are you my friend?”
Noah held his hand and whispered,
“I’m your boy. The one you raised. The one you gave everything to.”
Now, Noah feeds him. Helps him walk. Hums lullabies when Ben can’t sleep.
He’s not just caring for his father.
He’s repaying the man who raised him… twice.
And when they take pictures now, Noah smiles wide.
Because the world sees an old man with Down syndrome and his adult son.
But he sees his hero.
His teacher.
His heart.
"
Credit - Matt steffanina
@ummuh_Zahra Thank God for the miracle 🙏. Such a huge relief
My bag got stolen in a London pub,
while I was guarding everyone's bags.😂
After work, we stopped at a pub.
I wasn't drinking, so I became the unofficial security guard for the table.
And I did what thieves wait for:
I turned my head for a normal conversation.
When I looked back, my bag was gone. It had my laptop, bank cards, keys, everything.
Me!!! The “Lagos boy” who prides himself on street sense. 😅
Instant anger and self-blame.
But the next morning, I walked into work smiling.
My colleagues were shocked:
"Did you find your bag?"
"No."
"So why are you smiling?"
I said : If I was on a sinking ship and throwing the bag overboard kept the ship afloat… I would throw it.
If it was an armed robbery, your bag or your life. I will choose life. Every time.
Your loss is only as big as the reference point you measure it against.
Don’t donate extra days of your peace to what already happened.
Most losses are not tragedies. They are tuition fees, and you get to decide whether you pay with money… or pay again with your joy.
If this resonates, share with someone you love, and follow for more life lessons
A man was strangled for a Christmas present.
Then burned.
His crime?
He translated the Bible into English.
1536. A prison courtyard in Belgium.
William Tyndale kneels in the dirt.
He's been there over a year. Betrayed by a friend. Arrested for heresy. Stripped of his priesthood in a public ceremony designed to humiliate him.
The executioner steps forward.
Rope around the neck.
Twist.
Then they set his body on fire.
His last words, shouted loud enough for the crowd to hear:
"Lord, open the King of England's eyes!"
Here's what they don't teach you:
In 1536, Scripture belonged to the priests.
Latin only.
If you wanted to know what God said, you asked a man in robes. You paid for the privilege. You believed whatever interpretation he handed you.
Tyndale said no.
He said a plowboy in a field should read the same words as the Pope in Rome.
That sentence cost him everything.
For twelve years he lived as a fugitive.
Fled England. Hid in Germany. Translated in secret. Smuggled Bibles in bales of cloth.
Every copy he printed was illegal.
Every copy that reached English shores was burned.
And still they came.
The Church hunted him like an animal.
They finally caught him through betrayal.
A man he trusted turned him over for money.
Sound familiar?
Here's the part that wrecked me:
Two years after Tyndale was strangled and burned, King Henry VIII authorized an English Bible in every church in England.
Eighty percent of it came from Tyndale's translation.
The King James Version on your shelf?
Tyndale is the foundation.
"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son..."
That's Tyndale.
"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God..."
Tyndale wrote that in English while hiding from men who wanted him dead.
His prayer was answered.
The King's eyes were opened.
The book he died for became the most published book in human history.
And it's sitting on your nightstand.
Unopened.
A man was strangled and burned so your family could read Scripture in English.
When's the last time you opened it?
Shebi you understand Yoruba?
Oya answer this question:
If Wisdom is Ọgbọ́n.
Knowledge is Ìmọ̀
Experience is Ìrírí
Intelligence is Òye.
What is Làákàyè?
@Ebuka @ebuka @BBNaija @MultiChoiceGRP what you have done has tainted this show. From no warning, no strike straight to a disqualification. Very unfair to @faith_adewale_ . It shall be well with him out there
@Ebuka You condoled zita and disqualified Faith how fair is that. Very soon people of good reputation go run leave bbn for una. Despite the undermining way that guy has been treated due to his size you guys ended up disqualifying him. Anyway God will see faith through.make una continue
Faith Adewale was one of the strongest contenders in Big Brother Naija Season 10, which concludes this Sunday.
Unfortunately, he was disqualified today following an aggressive altercation with a female contestant. While it’s sad to see this happen on such a global stage, I believe he will invest in his emotional intelligence.
I’m rooting for him and trust that with the right investment in emotional intelligence, he can turn this setback into a powerful comeback.
Emotional intelligence is not just a “hard” or “soft” skill—it’s a life skill. It shapes how we manage our emotions, our relationships, and our future.
I learnt a crucial lesson from Kemi Adetiba’s new movie — To Kill a Monkey.
#TKAMNetflix
1. Why did Mrs. Buhari relocate to Dubai after the return of her husband from what was showcased as a prolonged and clearly complicated and traumatic medical sojourn in the UK?
Surely, the priority of the devoted wife that she was prior to 2017 would have been the care of her convalescent husband?
2. Why did the Buhari children suddenly drop almost completely out of public visibility, whereas they were all over the place prior to 2017, sometimes with their father, sometimes not? Why did they avoid the "recovering" Buhari?
3. Why did Zahra Buhari post the attached post in her verified Instagram account on 31st December 2019? Could you interpret her words?
I'll stop here for now.
With a heavy heart but in reflection of a long fulfilled 91 years of purpose, I mourn the passing of His Royal Majesty, Oba Sikiru Kayode Adetona, the revered Awujale of Ijebuland. Oba Adetona served our dear nation for over six decades with commitment and his legacy will forever live on.
While I was away, I was also informed about the sad news of the passing of the Olubadan of Ibadanland, His Imperial Majesty, Oba Akinloye Owolabi Olakulehin, Ige Olakulehin 1 at the age of 90. Oba Owolabi Olakulehin showed unity and strength to Ibadanland and will be remembered as a man of peace.
I pray that their souls rest in perfect peace and may their legacies continue to shine as a guiding light for generations. -PO
May God heal our broken hearts and bless our Nation.
I drew this in 2015 when most of us had hopes of a better Nigeria devoid of corruption. We believed in #SaiBaba but he didn't fulfill most of his promises. His death in the UK is proof of one of the failed promises to build & revive our health sector. May his soul rest in Peace
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