Friday, June 29, 2012

Nigeria Is The 6th Most Dangerous Country to live in Africa

According to the Global Peace Index, conducted by the Research Institute of Economics & Peace. It recently released its top 10 most dangerous African countries in 2012 and Nigeria was number 6.
This may is said to be due the persistent and continuous attack by boko haram in the northern part of the country and also frequent kidnapping for ransom by people suspected to be members of Movement for Emancipation of Niger Delta (MEND) in the southern part of the country.

These are also compounded by state of deplorable infrastructures in the country for example hundreds of thousand lost their lives in road traffic accidents due to the deplorable state of Nigeria roads every year

The ranking is based on countries most affected by war, terrorism, political instability, regular violence etc.

Here's the top 10 Most Dangerous Countries in Africa 2012
10. Ethiopia. 9.Burundi. 8. Zimbabwe. 7. Chad. 6. Nigeria. 5. Libya. 4. Central African Republic. 3. Democratic Republic of Congo. 2. Sudan. 1. Somalia

Tuesday, June 19, 2012



 A 25-year-old undergraduate of the University of Ilorin, Imonina Kingsley has been sentenced to 20 years imprisonment by Justice Mohammed L. Shuaibu of the Federal High Court, sitting in Kaduna on a four-count charge of impersonation, possession of fraudulent documents and attempt to obtain money by false pretences preferred against him by the Economic and Financial Crimes Commission, EFCC.

Kingsley, who is to spend five years on each of the four count charges gave his address as at the time of his arrest as Rubby Hostel, Tipper Garage, Tanke Ilorin, Kwara State. He hails from Ndokwa East Local Government Area of Delta state.
The suspect who was arrested on April 4, 2008, during a special operation code-named, Operation Cyber Storm1 at Wave Network Net Cyber CafĂ© located along Pipeline Road, Tanke, Ilorin, Kwara State, used the false identity of a Mr. Thomas Duke, a supposed gay from the United Kingdom with the email address given to send fraudulent mails with intent to defraud the unsuspecting victims.

In other instances, he also claimed to be one Muyiwa Akanbi, a Beninoise and Mary Jone.

In his confessional statement, Kingsley admitted that the email address: belongs to him and that he is into the “business” to make money and pays his fees at the University of Ilorin, Kwara State where he was studying Geology and Mineral Sciences.  He also confessed that on February 12th, 2008, he sent an e-mail to Luis Barco, attaching a photograph of an unknown man which he downloaded from the internet and claimed to be a gay by the name Muyiwa Akanbi.

At another time, he mailed a message and presented himself to one Mr. Andrew Corrigan as a UK-born gay but based in Africa. Another of his victim is Mr. Christopher De Troy of America, whom he hoodwinked into parting with $1,000 via Western Union when he presented himself as a gay from the Republic of Benin.

Na wa for you  Nigerian guys o, are these those that will take over from Jonathan? 


Monday, June 18, 2012




Only a few people are actually aware of the fact that the President of Nigeria Dr. Ebele Goodluck Jonathan had actually prayed for a turbulent administration on July 14, 2011 at the swearing for the then newly appointed Ministers.

Jonathan had said hard times await the new ministers as Nigerians, in their quest for the transformation of the economy, would mount pressure on them, stressing that 'there will difficult decisions and moments'.

He said 'the task ahead is not going to be an easy one. Remember the words of the late Tai Solarin, in a January 1, 1964 essay:
'May your road be rough,' he said. 'I am not cursing you; I am wishing you what I wish myself every year’.

I therefore repeat
, may you have a hard time this year, may there be plenty of troubles for you this year! If you are not so sure what you should say back, why not just say, same on you? I ask no more! Obviously the road ahead of us may be rough, but with sincere and purposeful leadership, we will surely succeed in transforming this country.

Everything will be done to provide an enabling environment for you to be able to function efficiently. I will also personally ensure that we remain focused as a team, and that the confidence that the people repose in us, is not taken for granted'.

He went further to say 'There will be difficult decisions and tough moments ahead but we must, through our efforts, show that we are prepared to work in the best way to focus on the people's aspirations.

Sensing their discomfort then, the president reassured them saying that: “I am not cursing you; I am wishing you what I wish myself every year. I therefore repeat, May you have a hard time this year, may there be plenty of troubles for you this year!” Ha!

While other past heads of government would wish new appointees good luck after the usual tough talk, President Jonathan did it differently by invoking the prayers of the late Tai Solarin in a poem (May your days be rough-January 1, 1964)
As people were filing out of the Council Chamber after the ceremony, many were repeating the words to one another, with each one rejecting them either in the name of ‘Allah subhannahu wata-Allah’ or in ‘Jesus name’! They included the ministers just sworn-in and who were the recipients of the ‘curses.’
"Is this a prayer or a curse?" a very senior government officials asked no one in particular.


Whatever happens to the religious words which say 'your wishes shall be your possessions' or the philosophers' observations that say 'as man thinketh so he is?


For complete version of Solarin's poem clickHERE

Thursday, June 14, 2012


By Tai Solarin, Jan. 1, 1964
I am not cursing you; I am wishing you what I wish myself every year. I therefore repeat, may you have a hard time this year, may there be plenty of troubles for you this year! If you are not so sure what you should say back, why not just say, ‘Same to you’? I ask for no more.
Our successes are conditioned by the amount of risk we are ready to take. Earlier on today I visited a local farmer about three miles from where I live. He could not have been more than fifty-five, but he said he was already too old to farm vigorously. He still suffered, he said, from the physical energy he displayed as a farmer in his younger days. Around his hut were two pepper bushes. There were coco-yams growing round him. There were snail shells which had given him meat. There must have been more around the banana trees I saw. He hardly ever went to town to buy things. He was self-sufficient. The car or the bus, the television or the telephone, the newspaper, Vietnam or Red China were nothing to him. He had no ambitions whatsoever, he told me. I am not sure if you are already envious of him, but were we all to revert to such a life, we would be practically driven back to cave dwelling. On the other hand, try to put yourself into the position of the Russian or the America astronaut. Any moment now the count, 3, 2, 1, is going to go, and you are going to be shot into the atmosphere and soon you will be whirling round our earth at the speed of six miles per second. If you get so fired into the atmosphere and you forget what to do to ensure return to earth, one of the things that might happen to you is that you could become forever satellite, going round the earth until you die of starvation and even then your body would continue the gyration!
When, therefore, you are being dressed up and padded to be shot into the sky, you know only too well that you are going on the roughest road man had ever trodden. The Americans and Russians who have gone were armed with the great belief that they would come back. But I cannot believe that they did not have some slight foreboding on the contingency of their non-return. It is their courage for going in spite of these apprehensions that makes the world hail them so loudly today.
The big fish is never caught in shallow waters. You have to go into the open sea for it. The biggest businessmen make decisions with lighting speed and carry them out with equal celerity. They do not dare delay or dally. Time would pass them by if they did. The biggest successes are preceded by the greatest of heart-burnings. You should read the stories of the bomber pilots of World War II. The Russian pilot, the German pilot, the American or the British pilot suffered exactly the same physical and mental tension the night before a raid on enemy territory. There were no alternative routes for those who most genuinely believed in victory for their side.
You cannot make omelets without breaking eggs, throughout the world, there is no paean without pain. Jawaharlal Nehru has put it so well. I am paraphrasing him. He wants to meet his troubles in a frontal attack. He wants to see himself tossed into the aperture between the two horns of the bull. Being there, he determines he is going to win and, therefore, such a fight requires all his faculties.
When my sisters and I were young and we slept on our small mats round our mother, she always woke up at 6a.m. for morning prayers. She always said prayers on our behalf but always ended with something like this: ‘May we not enter into any dangers or get into any difficulties this day.’ It took me almost thirty years to dislodge the canker-worm in our mother’s sentiments. I found, by hard experience, that all that is noble and laudable was to be achieved only through difficulties and trials and tears and dangers. There are no other roads.

If I was born into a royal family and should one day become a constitutional king, I am inclined to think I should go crazy. How could I, from day to day, go on smiling and nodding approval at somebody else’s successes for an entire lifetime? When Edward the Eighth (now Duke of Windsor) was a young, sprightly Prince of Wales, he went to Canada and shook so many hands that his right arm nearly got pulled out of its socket. It went into a sling and he shook hands thenceforth with his left hand. It would appear he was trying his utmost to make a serious job out of downright sinecurist.
Life, if it is going to be abundant, must have plenty of hills and vales. It must have plenty of sunshine and rough weather. It must be rich in obfuscation and perspicacity. It must be packed with days of danger and of apprehension.
When I walk into the dry but certainly cool morning air of every January 1st, I wish myself plenty of tears and of laughter, plenty of happiness and unhappiness, plenty of failures and successes. Plenty of abuse and praise. It is impossible to win ultimately without a rich measure of inter-mixture in such a menu. Life would be worthless without the lot. We do not achieve much in this country because we are all so scared of taking risks. We all want the smooth and well-paved roads. While the reason the Americans and others succeeded so well is that they took such great risks.
If, therefore, you are out in this New Year 1964, to win any target you have set for yourself, please accept my prayers and your elixir. May your road be rough