Malcom X from Ilaje

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[Malcom X from Ilaje @peter4d2]

The Similarities between Tinubu and Pablo;

Tinubu like Pablo they a both philanthropic always acting for the camera and doing things to gain public sympathy, I know for one there is Bola Tinubu Foundation just like Pablo also trying to do community projects.

[Àgbà John Doe @jon_d_doe]

You're 27, you go dey live with man and you dey wake up by 9am.

That's why many of them are running away from cohabition.

Lazy, always on tik tok.

And you say that you want to become a wife and mother.

My young teenage daughter wakes up by 5am, including weekends.

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[Malcom X from Ilaje @peter4d2]

@BlessedGirl001 BlessedGirl they just like unnecessary comparison, they don't care if it's citrus with tubers or legumes, yam and oranges...

The car is the dad's personal stuff and son inlaw don't have access, food in cooked is not just for the son but the daughter inlaw, the analogy is off...

[ThatBlessedGirl @BlessedGirl001]

He should wash her father's car on the first day of visiting.... Sorry ooo, please tell her father he should also bring out his dirty clothes outside for his daughter's fiancé to wash. 🙏

[Malcom X from Ilaje @peter4d2]

@BlessedGirl001 If the said or proposed son inlaw finish washing the car, would the father inlaw to be take the guy out with it, she compared it with kitchen duties which invariably the daughter inlaw would eat out of it, she would sit down mother inlaw would dish food for her, car personal...

[ThatBlessedGirl @BlessedGirl001]

@instablog9ja Its because the guy is not rich as her father expected. He wouldn't say this to a rich son in-law

[Malcom X from Ilaje @peter4d2]

@BlessedGirl001 @instablog9ja Everyone is disagreeing with BlessedGirl here, saying it's not everybody that worships money, make I diss Mayor of Ekiti lasan and you would see wonders...

[Ziyad Yakubu @Ziyad_yakubu]

There was a time in Nigeria when the man carrying a sewing machine on his shoulder was called Obioma.

Because almost all the artisanal tailors were Easterners of Igbo descent.

After the Civil War, many Easterners emerged from one of the most devastating chapters in Nigerian history with almost nothing but skill, mobility, discipline, and a survival instinct.

Some carried sewing machines from street to street, patching clothes, repairing trousers, adjusting school uniforms, and moving from compound to compound looking for work.

That image became so common that the name stuck.

Obioma.

A man with a sewing machine on his shoulder, moving under the sun and doing work many people looked down on.

But the same people who were once reduced in the public imagination to street tailoring slowly began to move.

From roadside tailoring to shops.

From shops to markets.

From markets to importation.

From importation to manufacturing.

From apprenticeship to industrial clusters.

From survival to ownership.

Go to Nnewi.

Go to Aba.

Go to Onitsha.

Go to Alaba.

Go to Ladipo.

Go to Ariaria.

You will still see poverty, struggle, disorder, bad roads, poor power supply, and all the normal Nigerian problems. Nobody is pretending the Southeast has become Singapore.

But you will also see something powerful.

You will see a people who took humiliation, displacement, and economic ruin and built a survival machine around trade, apprenticeship, mobility, and family capital.

And this is what makes my heart sink as a Northerner.

Today, the mai guard, mai ruwa, mai shayi, mai kaya, shoe repairer, the man pushing a wheelbarrow, carrying loads, shining shoes, patching clothes, riding okada, clearing construction sites, packing refuse, digging soakaway pits, hawking small goods, or sleeping beside a kiosk in Lagos, Abuja, Port Harcourt, Ibadan, Onitsha, and other cities is often called "Aboki."

That is the story we don't want to face.

One people moved from grass to grace.

Another moved from grace to grass.

This is not to take anything away from the Igbo people. I have nothing but admiration for them.

And it is not an insult to the Hausa people or to menial jobs. I am a proud son of Arewa, and in Arewa we do not look down on any vocation earned through halal means.

This is a history lesson.

Now look at us in the North.

We did not begin from the bottom.

Long before colonial Nigeria existed, Kano was already one of the great commercial cities of West Africa. Merchants from Tripoli, Fez, Agadez, Timbuktu, and Bornu passed through its markets. Caravans crossed the Sahara carrying leather goods, textiles, kola nuts, salt, and livestock. The city walls of Kano were not built around a village. They were built around a thriving urban economy that connected West Africa to North Africa.

We had cities that were centres of commerce when many parts of modern Nigeria were still organized around smaller local economies.

We had emirates that provided administration, taxation, courts, and political order across vast territories.

We had centres of Islamic scholarship that attracted students from across the region. In places like Kano, Katsina, Sokoto, and Borno, generations of scholars produced manuscripts and taught jurisprudence, theology, grammar, astronomy, and history. The reputation of northern scholarship travelled far beyond Nigeria's borders.

We had trade routes that linked us to the wider world. For centuries, merchants moved goods across the Sahara and across the savannah belt. Northern markets were not isolated local markets. They were part of international commercial networks.

We had cattle wealth on a scale few regions could match. Fulani pastoralists moved millions of cattle across grazing routes stretching from Senegal to Cameroon. Livestock was not merely food. It was wealth, trade, transport, status, and economic security.

We had one of the most respected leather industries in Africa. Kano leather was famous across the continent. Tanned hides from northern Nigeria found their way into trans-Saharan commerce and international markets. The famous red goatskin known as Morocco leather often originated from skins processed through West African leather networks in which Kano played a major role.

We had textile industries that employed thousands long before modern factories arrived. Hand-spun cotton was woven into cloth across northern towns. Entire communities depended on spinning, weaving, dyeing, trading, and transporting textiles.

We had the famous dye pits of Kano.

Not one or two pits.

Dozens of them.

For centuries, the Kofar Mata dye pits transformed locally woven cloth into richly coloured fabrics using indigo. Traders came from different parts of West Africa to buy these textiles. The dye pits became one of the oldest continuously operating industrial sites on the continent. They supported craftsmen, traders, transporters, farmers growing indigo, and entire commercial networks built around textile production.

We had the groundnut economy.

There was a time when the groundnut pyramids of Kano were not merely tourist attractions on postcards.

They were symbols of enormous agricultural wealth.

Thousands of farmers cultivated groundnuts across the North. Rail lines carried produce southward for export. Groundnut exports generated foreign exchange, supported industries, created jobs, and helped finance government revenues. The pyramids themselves represented mountains of produce waiting to enter global markets.

And if we move into the colonial and post-colonial era, the advantages become even harder to ignore.

We had numbers.

The North occupies roughly three-quarters of Nigeria's landmass. Depending on how one defines the region, the nineteen northern states account for well over half of Nigeria's population. Kano State alone has a population larger than many African countries.

We had manpower.

For decades, millions of young people entered the labour force every year. We were not a small minority struggling to find relevance. We were one of the largest demographic blocs in Africa.

We had land.

Hundreds of thousands of square kilometres of territory stretching across the Sudan and Sahel savannahs.

Land suitable for millet, sorghum, maize, rice, cotton, groundnuts, and livestock.

Land crossed by major river systems such as the Niger and Benue, and supported by irrigation projects in several states.

We had agricultural potential that many countries would envy.

We had political influence.

From independence onward, northern politicians, military officers, civil servants, traditional rulers, and power brokers occupied some of the most influential positions in the Nigerian state for long periods.

Prime ministers.

Heads of state.

Presidents.

Military rulers.

Senior ministers.

Powerful bureaucrats.

Influential legislators.

Whether one likes that fact or not, the North was never politically invisible.

We had religious authority.

The Sultanate of Sokoto remains one of the most influential Islamic institutions in Africa.

The emirates commanded legitimacy that extended beyond politics.

Mosques, Islamic schools, scholars, judges, and religious networks shaped social life across millions of households.

We had institutions.

Not perfect institutions.

But institutions nonetheless.

Emirate councils.

Traditional courts.

Islamic learning centres.

Agricultural boards.

Marketing boards.

Regional administrations.

Cooperative systems.

Educational establishments.

Commercial associations.

Structures that survived for generations.

We had a head start.

That is what makes the present situation so painful.

Because today, when millions of young Hausa and northern boys enter any big city, what work are many of them known for?

These boys are not lazy.

A lazy man does not leave Kano, Katsina, Zamfara, Sokoto, Jigawa, Bauchi, Kebbi, or Borno and sleep under a bridge in Lagos just to survive.

A lazy man does not push water from street to street.

A lazy man does not carry cement until his back bends.

A lazy man does not guard another man's house all night and still open a kiosk by morning.

The problem is not laziness.

The problem is that too many of our people enter the modern economy from the lowest possible point.

No certificate.

No skill that scales.

No capital.

No protection.

No formal training.

No strong educational foundation.

No industrial ladder waiting for them.

So they sell their bodies first.

Their backs.

Their hands.

Their legs.

Their sleep.

Their youth.

That is the real tragedy.

The Igbo Obioma story became a ladder because it was connected to apprenticeship, trade discipline, family networks, and commercial ambition.

The Hausa Aboki story too often becomes a trap because it is connected to poverty, broken schooling, rural collapse, insecurity, and survival migration.

One system turns a boy into a trader.

The other turns a boy into cheap labour or, worse, a recruitment ground for terrorism.

This is the painful contrast.

The Southeast came out of war and produced commercial networks.

The North came out of power and produced surplus labour.

That sentence is harsh, but look around before you reject it.

Who is carrying the load?

Who is guarding the gate?

Who is pushing the cart?

Who is fetching the water?

Who is sleeping in the market?

Who is leaving the village because bandits have made farming impossible?

Who is entering the city with nothing but strength?

If the answer to all the questions above is Arewa youth, then you must not be offended by the diagnosis. Instead, start asking your leaders the harder questions.

Because what is happening to Arewa is a failure of social organization. We shield our leaders too much and outsource criticism of them.

Our fathers inherited a civilization.

Too many of our boys inherited migration.

Our fathers inherited functioning economic systems.

Too many of our boys inherited survival.

Our fathers participated in trade networks stretching across continents.

Too many of our boys participate only in daily labour markets.

Our fathers built industries around leather, textiles, livestock, agriculture, and commerce.

Too many of our boys now rent out their muscles by the day.

And the painful thing is that the word Aboki, which originally means "friend," now, in the mouth of the Nigerian city, often becomes a class marker.

It becomes a way of saying: the northern poor man who does the work nobody respects but everybody needs.

That should break our hearts.

Not because the work is shameful.

No honest work is shameful.

What is shameful is that a whole region with history, population, religious authority, political influence, institutions, agricultural potential, and vast territory keeps producing young people whose first contact with the economy is desperation.

This is why history matters.

The question is not whether the Igbo are better than the Hausa.

That is a childish argument.

The real question is: what system turns hardship into enterprise, and what system turns heritage into dependency?

Because poverty alone does not explain everything.

War did not stop the Igbo from building trade networks.

Lack of oil did not stop Nnewi from producing industrialists.

Bad Nigerian roads did not stop Aba from becoming a manufacturing symbol.

Weak government did not stop apprenticeship from creating business owners.

So what stopped us?

What happened to the North that inherited thriving cities, trans-Saharan commerce, respected scholarship, textile industries, leather industries, livestock wealth, agricultural exports, demographic strength, political influence, and enormous land resources?

How did a people with so much historical structure produce so many young men with so little modern preparation?

That is the conversation we need.

Not insults.

Not denial.

Not ethnic pride.

Not hiding behind "our culture."

Not pretending every criticism is hatred.

The Obioma story should humble us.

Because it shows that a people can begin with a sewing machine on the shoulder and still build a commercial ladder.

The Aboki story should disturb us.

Because it shows that a people can begin with history on their side and still end up supplying cheap labour to other people's cities.

That is the mirror.

Igbo moved from Obioma to enterprise.

Hausa must not remain trapped inside Aboki survival.

The North needs a ladder.

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[Dr Ayo @OluAyoola7D]

Treat Tinubu supporters as a threat to your life.

They are literally a threat to your existence.

[Dr Ayo @OluAyoola7D]

I used to wonder how civil war starts, I don't wonder anymore. Now I am just afraid that if we don't take Nigeria off the hands of these wicked lots, their wellfed pets, mindless minions and alive but dead zombies we may be heading for a dystopia we may never come back from.

[Dr Ayo @OluAyoola7D]

On these streets I run into my classmates here, classmates from second schools I attended, mates from university, fellow Corp members from Camp, LG and down to CDS. I even run into friends of cousins.

And in offline I have run into people who knew my uncles, my dad, and my grandfather. I have seen people who knew my grandmother.

But you-know-who doesn't have one single person who was a colleague or classmate or flatmate or even anyhowmate.

Even in bad governance he still has no mate.

[Dr Ayo @OluAyoola7D]

The King Solomon Principle and The Lakasegbe Bloodline of Yoruba Land.

Okay, let us set the bases

Do you remember how it is said that blood speaks? so you see how bloodlines are literal communication lines.

Communicating identity and generational decisions, you may have picked up on the Cain and Abel story and figured out that blood speaks.

But you assumed blood only speaks when it is let. No, blood can speak through the live human in whose veins the blood flows.

Do you remember how in movies a witch would taste a person's blood and decode paternity, genealogy and even the strenghth of personality of the person?

Good, first base covered, blood holds information and it speaks whether let or in situ

Let's see if we can do the second base, do you remember that thing called MAD or been MAD, mutually assured destruction or been assured of mutual destruction.

This concept sounds like destruction but it is actually an efficient mechanism for safety, for example this is what keeps humans fairly safe on the road as they control their automobiles.

We behave because we all know if we misbehave we all die. The point to grasp in this second base is that in MAD situations if you see anyone not behaving, it can only mean one of two things, they don't know their destruction is assured i.e they are mentally ill/insane or they know their destruction is not assured.

Can you keep these bases' points in my mind, now I want to take a compass and draw arcs using those points as the focals.

Two arcs will meet "above" the two points and the other two arcs will meet "below". What these tell you is that if a madman tells you he wants to kill you you have to believe him. And if a man in his right senses says he wants to kill you you also have to believe him.

So basically "take their word for it" or if you think more critically "take their blood for it".

I promise this will all make sense just give me a sec.

This is the point where you must not stick to me, please I don't want to lose you

Now King Solomon wrote the two wisdom books of the Bible, but when the life of this king was being chronicled, the major event recorded to document the depth, width and practicability of his wisdom was when he did a reversed psych op using the MAD.

Two single mothers, actually the bible called them prostitutes, had gone to sleep, each with her infant by her. A slept on her infant, her infant dies. B slept on, her infant is fine and safe.

But A woke up, saw her child had died, then quickly swapped her dead infant for B's life infant.

Of course when B woke up she knew the dead infant wasn't hers.

The matter was brought before Solomon, very knotty issue, no cctv footage no witness, both A and B cried, one didn't outsob the other.

Solomon said to them with seriousness, I see no problem here, he told his guard cut the dead baby into two give each one a half, then cut the life baby into two and let each person get a half.

A says it was a very good idea, B pleaded that the live baby would die if cut into two, that it was okay for A to have the live baby.

Needless to say that through this exercise Solomon found out A was the culprit and B was the rightful mother of the animate infant.

A misbehaved in a supposed MAD situation, B exercised caution and restrained.

King Solomon's Principle explained, where am I going with all this? Well, let me tell about the Lakasegbes of the YorubaLand and a little about their bloodline.

To be continued...

[Dr Ayo @OluAyoola7D]

My issue is how you all have mastered the art of using a lot of words to say nothing.

You are not fooling anyone, only a fool won't realize he isn't fooling anyone.

And everything you have written is cringe worthy.

There is someone responsible for the safety of the life of Nigerians, mention his name.

You are calling Nigerians, the victims of terror to stand against terror without calling the irresponsible man at the elm of affairs.

It is just like asking drowning swimmers to band together as they face imminent death by drowning

while you ignore calling out to the lifeguard who should throw them help is on an oversized boat, eating barbecue and snorting white powder

"Terror does not ask for your tribe" it's either you are really stupid or you are really mad sha...

Cos clearly the terrorists are Fulanis and they have a clear genocidal and land replacement agenda.

Terror is asking for your head and your land.

One thing is clear

There is no way to unite against terror if we don't unite to call for the resignation of Tinubu and his vice.

There is no way to unite against terror if we don't first agree that Tinubu and vice are,

at worst enablers of these terrorists organizations

or

at best inept, clueless and incapable of securing the lives of Nigerians.

Seun, stop tweeting nonsense to these streets, respect yourself.

Keep your foolish games to and within Channels TV.

Everyone with a working brain in their skull sees your bromance with all the enablers and perpetuators of evil and corruption in this country.

[Dr Ayo @OluAyoola7D]

I don't know you, and I haven't read a lot of your posts.

So I haven't been able to conclude whether

it's mad that you are mad

or is clever that you think you are clever

or whether it is stupid that you are stupid

or whether it is just the plain old bigotry/ethnicity bias that's going on with you.

To help me, you could kindly point me at your posts condemning Fulani Terrorists Attacks on Plateau, on Oyo, on Enugu and on Kwara to start with.

While I am making up my mind about you.

There is an education you need to have.

For as long as Fulanis have ravaged this country and hosts of its peaceful communities.

Killing people in their farms, in their churches, burning people in their sleep, beheading people.

And yet you have the temerity to worry that Fulanis are been profiled?!

This profiling is necessary because it maybe the only line between whether the profiler will have his head on his shoulder tomorrow or not.

If the people of Orile LG Ogbomoso had profiled and killed Fulanis roaming and trespassing in their forests we won't have 46 people kidnapped including practical infants.

The assumption that all snakes are venomous and deadly will preserve the farmer's life better than believing that not all snakes are venomous and deadly.

The farmer who wants to live knows which code he needs to live by.

The politically correct farmer will be soon lose his life.

If it walks and quacks like a duck...

[Àgbà John Doe @jon_d_doe]

Please teach your young sons or brothers that it's wrong for them to confront any man that their women are cheating with.

It shows extreme weakness and scarcity mindset.

And he would be giving the woman the courage & boldness to continue to cheat on him.

Toto yakpa.

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[naijaPatriot @jollynony]

@Ameenu_Kutama @abunana007 Just to help everyone. With ₦15 trillion, and ₦83 billion per hospital will get us 180 hospitals.

If we built only 100, the rest of the money will likely maintain and staff them for at least 20 years.

Don’t thank me, thank Peter Obi. He makes me think this way.

[Williams @sammy_kvngs]

@ThatOjoBoy You see those women way they laugh for background abi.

No pity for mumu man

[Malcom X from Ilaje @peter4d2]

@jamesangel2024 @Horla_dap0 @ThatOjoBoy Unfazed by the information the man is dishing out ...

[Aliu Ibrahim @The__Ibrahims]

@peter4d2 @jon_d_doe Thank you 😁

[Àgbà John Doe @jon_d_doe]

The main reason why most people come online to beg for money to feed, or even offline, is as a result of bad governance & failed policies.

So you cannot be a supporter of a govt that put you in that situation, and come to beg someone who is not in support of the govt.

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