I recall:
Flying from Frankfurt to Stockholm, a distance of about 229km with a time of 2hrs 5mins. I called my wife to tell her I am leaving Germany to Sweden and she said she's also leaving the island in Lagos to mainland a distance of about 15km.
I ask you, my people, to empower me as your president and commander-in-chief. I will be in charge. I have the requirements for correct leadership: character, competence, commitment, compassion, hard work, honesty, humanity, and humility.
Fellow Nigerians, good morning.
I woke up this morning after my church service with a deeply reflective heart, and despite every constraint, I felt compelled to share these thoughts with you.
Many people do not truly understand the silent pains some of us carry daily—the private struggles, emotional burdens, and quiet battles we face while trying to survive and serve sincerely in difficult circumstances.
We now live in an environment that has become increasingly toxic, where the very system that should protect and create opportunities for decent living often works against the people—a society where intimidation, insecurity, endless scrutiny, and discouragement have become normal.
More painful is when some of those you associate with, believing you would find understanding and solidarity among them, become part of the pressure you face. Some who publicly identify with you privately distance themselves or join in unfair criticism.
We live in a society where humility is mistaken for weakness, respect is seen as a lack of courage, and compassion is treated as foolishness—a system where treating people equally is questioned simply because you refuse to worship status, tribe, class, or power.
Personally, I have never looked down on anyone except to uplift them. I have never used privilege, position, or resources to oppress others, intimidate the weak, or make people feel small. To me, leadership has always been about service, sacrifice, and helping others rise.
Let me state clearly: my decision to leave the ADC is not because our highly respected Chairman, Senator David Mark, treated me badly, nor because my leader and elder brother, Alhaji Atiku Abubakar, or any other respected leaders did anything personally wrong to me. I will continue to respect them.
However, the same Nigerian state and its agents that created unnecessary crises and hostility within the Labour Party that forced me to leave now appear to be finding their way into the ADC, with endless court cases, internal battles, suspicion, and division, instead of focusing on deeper national problems and playing politics built more on control and exclusion than on service and nation-building.
Even within spaces where one labours sincerely, one is sometimes treated like an outsider in one’s own home. You and your team become easy targets for every failure, frustration, or misunderstanding, as though honest contribution has become a favour being tolerated rather than appreciated.
And when you choose to leave so that those you are leaving can have peace, and you step out into the cold, you are still maligned and your character is questioned. Despite all your efforts to continue working for a better Nigeria and engaging people with sincerity and goodwill, those who do not wish you well continue to attack your character and question your intentions.
There are moments I ask God in prayer: Why is doing the right thing often misconstrued as wrongdoing in our country? Why is integrity not valued? Why is the prudent management of resources, especially when invested in critical areas like education and healthcare, wrongly labelled as stinginess? Why are humility and obedience to the rule of law often taken to be weakness rather than discipline?
Let me assure all that I am not desperate to be President, Vice President, or Senate President. I am desperate to see a society that can console a mother whose child has been kidnapped or killed while going to school or work. I am desperate to see a Nigeria where people will not live in IDP camps but in their homes. I am desperate for a country where Nigerian citizens do not go to bed hungry, not knowing where their next meal will come from.
Yet, despite everything, I remain resolute. I firmly believe that Nigeria can still become a country with competent leadership based on justice, compassion, and equal opportunity for all.
A new Nigeria is POssible. -PO
Look at this astronaut's face during reentry, knowing the capsule exterior is at 5,000°F.
The physics of why he's alive are wild.
The air in front of the capsule compresses so violently at Mach 25 that it turns into plasma. 5,000°F on the surface. Half the temperature of the sun. The heat shield absorbs that energy by literally burning itself away, layer by layer, carrying the heat with it as gas.
One inch of material is the entire margin. On the outside of that inch: 5,000°F. On the inside: 75°F. Room temperature. The thermal gradient across that single inch is the steepest temperature drop humans have ever engineered.
The orange glow in the window is ionized nitrogen and oxygen. That plasma is why comms go black for six minutes during reentry. Ground control can't reach the crew. The astronauts are alone inside a fireball, falling at 25,000 mph, watching the laws of thermodynamics keep them alive through a 1-inch wall.
Artemis II did exactly this last night. Four astronauts hit Earth's atmosphere at 24,664 mph, rode a 4,900°F plasma sheath for six minutes of radio silence, and splashed down a mile from target.
The heat shield is now being inspected for cracks. They found over 100 on the last unmanned test.
Remembering Lawal Ojuolape (30), Bernard Ogedengbe (29) Bartholomew Owoh.
“Buhari – need one remind anyone - was one of the generals who treated a Commission of Enquiry, the Oputa Panel, with unconcealed disdain. Like Babangida and Abdusalami, he refused to put in appearance even though complaints that were tabled against him involved a career of gross abuses of power and blatant assault on the fundamental human rights of the Nigerian citizenry.
Prominent against these charges was an act that amounted to nothing less than judicial murder, the execution of a citizen under a retroactive decree. Does Decree 20 ring a bell? If not, then, perhaps the names of three youths - Lawal Ojuolape (30), Bernard Ogedengbe (29) and Bartholomew Owoh (26) do. To put it quite plainly, one of those three – Ogedengbe - was executed for a crime that did not carry a capital forfeit at the time it was committed. This was an unconscionable crime, carried out in defiance of the pleas and protests of nearly every sector of the Nigerian and international community – religious, civil rights, political, trade unions etc. Buhari and his sidekick and his partner-in-crime, Tunde Idiagbon persisted in this inhuman act for one reason and one reason only: to place Nigerians on notice that they were now under an iron, inflexible rule, under governance by fear.
The execution of that youthful innocent – for so he was, since the punishment did not exist at the time of commission - was nothing short of premeditated murder, for which the perpetrators should normally stand trial upon their loss of immunity. Are we truly expected to forget this violation of our entitlement to security as provided under existing laws? And even if our sensibilities have become blunted by succeeding seasons of cruelty and brutality, if power itself had so coarsened the sensibilities also of rulers and corrupted their judgment, what should one rightly expect after they have been rescued from the snare of power” At the very least, a revaluation, leading hopefully to remorse, and its expression to a wronged society. At the very least, such a revaluation should engender reticence, silence. In the case of Buhari, it was the opposite. Since leaving office he has declared in the most categorical terms that he had no regrets over this murder and would do so again.”
- Professor Wole Soyinka 2007
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Bartholomew Owoh was the brother of Nkem Owoh, the Nollywood actor. Ignore your history and it will repeat itself. 🚶🏿♂️
In January 2024 when I wrote that “Interior Minister Olubunmi Tunji-Ojo will NEVER be able to revolutionise Nigeria’s messily-corrupt passport application system”, some accused me of prophesying doom.
But it is now six months since I paid and applied for the renewal of my international passport. Maybe I will get it tomorrow.
On Thursday July 31, 2025, I paid a sum of N109,700 via the Nigeria Immigration Service (NIS) payment portal, then proceeded to one of their Lagos offices, to complete further documentation and capture. Meanwhile, the officers first mocked us for kick-starting the registration online.
I couldn’t complete capturing on that day due to a “network problem” that lasted several hours; I was forced to return to their office the following day for that. As I write this, “passport pending production” is the long-running feedback from NIS.
The irony is that Olubunmi Tunji-Ojo continues to be lauded by the unsuspecting public as one of the best — even the best — ministers in Tinubu’s cabinet. It is already almost five months since Tunji-Ojo announced, in the latest of his many mouthwatering passport efficacy promises, that Nigerians would be able to receive their int’l passports one week after application.
My opinion of him remains unchanged; he is simply the typical Nigerian politician who has a mastery of gallery play and public sentiment manipulation via the media for personal branding.
Woe unto you if you rely on media reports to gauge the performance of public officers or, more importantly, the efficiency of public institutions!
You cannot talk to the average Nigerian about concepts like "sovereignty" - when his entire existence revolves around hustling for the next meal.
You can't also talk to them about "collective effort", when they've internalised "my case is different", "it is not my portion" etc.
I have made a considerable amount of money in my life, and I have also lost a substantial amount. The regrets and lessons never happen while you are making money. You always have two modes, then, hubris or fear. Hubris when you think it is all by your abilities, fear when you know it is pure luck.
The only time you start to breathe a little and think that you may have achieved a pattern of consistent increase is when things come out of nowhere to remind you never to be complacent. It could be an external or internal event.
You begin to appreciate religion and have a healthy respect for things you cannot understand when it becomes too frequent. The concept of chaos monkeys invented by Netflix got me thinking a lot recently. They build resilience by testing their fault tolerance randomly.
Humans are not as fault-tolerant as we think. The hardest person you think you know is probably almost at the point of cracking wide open because of accumulated stress. There are things I am handling right now that I would never have dreamt could happen all at once, but I smile through it all as I have been in many battles. This is yet another. I am always grateful that God never gives me more than I can handle. I go through it with gratitude.
I have learned over time that the most important thing you must do is to remain functional and never get overwhelmed. Exercise and sleep are the most important during your worst trials. Humor and relationships are also even more vital. This is why family and friendships are the best assets we can ever have. It is important to nurture them.
Family and friends increase fault tolerance. They help us weather storms as they help to bear the burdens. Most of the problems I think that I have today aren't really personal but family-related. If another member of my family has a problem, I have a problem. It is why I don't do open philanthropy. There are enough problems to handle at home.
We may make fun and complain about “Black Tax” here but the reality is that we are likely paying forward help that was provided in the past. If someone who saved your life before is going through it, you can't leave them alone. This is why I still believe that most Africans are happier than others even though we own less.
We are happier from doing our best to help those who need our help. I have learned to have a sense of gratitude for being given the presence of mind and resources to be able to help others. It is why I try to never waste any of the resources I have anymore, including my time. Billing more for my time has solved more family issues than I can recount.
Today, I want to openly thank someone who paid for my time to be able to help others who could not pay for my time, and in the process he saved the life of a family member. More blessings to you bro. You know yourself.