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17/09/2025

NIGERIAN AND NIGERIA POLICE.

Welcome to Nigeria, where police is everybody's problem.
Where they want police to operate the American style, without adequate equipment and investigation facilities.

1. A lecturer will have s*x with his students and blame it on the police.
2. A Doctor perform abortion on a lady and be called a Saint and blame the police.
3. A lawyer will stand in for a notorious criminal and be called learned colleague and blame the police.
4. A judge will collect bribe and dismiss a genuine case and blame it on the police.
5. A trader will buy his goods for 1k and sell it 10k and he's called Odogwu and blame the police.
6. A man will impregnate his daughter and blame the police.
7. A politician will abandon projects meant 4 his people and give them a bag of rice, blaming the police.
8. A married woman will be sleeping around with young boys and she's called sugar mummy and when arrested, blame the police.
9. A Pastor/Imam will be sleeping with many married and unmarried women in his church/mosques and be performing magic/miracles, blame the police.
10. A Babalawo will be given a charms to criminal and cults using human bodies to make quick money, yet called Saint man of God, but blame police.

Welcome to Nigeria where everybody is a Saint apart from the policeman.
Welcome to Nigeria, where lives of thousands of policeman are worthless, but a death of one civilian can lead to endless protest.
Welcome to Nigeria, Where a 35years salary and pension of policeman is not up to one month allowance of politicians, but yet, the blame is police are corrupt.
God bless Nigeria Police Force.

14/09/2025

In 1973, the then Zairian President, General Mobutu Sese Seko, visited Mauritania for three days. At that time, Mauritania was one of the poorest countries in Africa, with an economy that depended on fishing, farming, and sheep herding.

During the three days of discussions, President Mobutu noticed that his host, Mauritania’s President Moktar Ould Daddah—the first president of Mauritania after its independence from French colonial rule—did not change his suit throughout the entire visit. Mobutu realized that his host did not have enough money to purchase elegant and expensive suits.

At the conclusion of his visit, while at the departure lounge of Nouakchott Airport, President Mobutu discreetly handed a check for 5 million US dollars to President Ould Daddah’s secretary so as not to embarrass his host. Along with the check, he included a note with the addresses of famous fashion designers in Paris, where Mobutu himself tailored his suits, hoping that President Ould Daddah would also be able to order formal suits and accessories from those houses.

After Mobutu’s departure, the secretary gave the check to President Ould Daddah, explaining that it was a gift from Mobutu for him to buy suits and clothing from Paris. President Ould Daddah immediately handed the check over to Mauritania’s Minister of Finance so that it could be deposited into the state treasury.

Later, from this gift money, Mauritania built and equipped the Higher School for Teacher Training, as the country was suffering from an acute shortage in this field due to poverty.

Five years later, in 1978, Mobutu made a stopover in Morocco while returning from the United States and stayed there for a week. When President Moktar learned of his stop in Rabat, he contacted him and invited him to visit Mauritania, even if only briefly.

On the way from the airport to the presidential palace in Nouakchott, Mobutu noticed banners in French decorating the streets that read: “Thank you Zaire – Thank you Mobutu – Tha

24/07/2025

Enlisted as constables, with a dream in our path

‎A promise was made, of a rank to attain

‎Inspector of police we are today, a title we'd gain

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‎Our AC Basic, Abimbola Sokoya, a man of great might

‎With a Volvo car, that struck fear in our sight

‎Even when parked alone, we'd avoid the place

‎Fearing his presence, and his disciplined face

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‎The cities of Oji River, where we trained with pride

‎Wonderful and Amansi a town, among the cities we'd reside

‎These places shaped us, with challenges and with strife

‎But we emerged stronger, with a bond for life

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‎We'd shop at Mami Market, where goods abound

‎But only for those with means, who could afford to be found

‎A place for those who can afford it's meal, with luxuries to spare

‎Not for us, the trainees, with limited fare

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‎Our dining hall, "Who No Dey No Dey", a place of delight

‎Where we'd pray for fewer men, so food would be in sight

‎We'd share from a big bowl, with gratitude and cheer

‎Savoring each meal, in the little time we'd have here

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‎Some were called December boys, a label we'd bear

‎But we didn't let it define us, we rose above with care

‎We worked hard, and persevered, through every test

‎And proved ourselves worthy, of our noble quest

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‎Lecturer Onwukwe, a teacher so fine

‎Made complex topics simple, like a baby's mind

‎We'd grasp the concepts, with ease and with speed

‎Thanks to his guidance, our knowledge would proceed

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‎The parade ground, a place of discipline and might

‎Fatigue and training, a test we'd fight

‎We'd march and drill, with precision and care

‎Our instructors guiding us, with expertise to share

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‎Supol Okonta, kajeta, and the rest, who shaped our way

‎Helping us to grow, come what may

‎We were the reform police, with a mission so grand

‎To serve and protect, with integrity in hand

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‎With our certificates, we entered the force

‎Our senior in the field tremble, knowing that giant are recruited, but we're harmless like the morning dew

27/11/2024

Great Achiever

20/11/2024

PORTRAITS OF SHAME

In the market you find a poor woman with a baby at her back you lower your car window and with a military rough command voice you asked her:

How much are you selling those onions and bananas?

The poor seller politely replies,
"N1,500 for a bunch of bananas and N1,000 for a pack of onions.''

With pride you demand the bunch of bananas at N800 and the the pack of onions at N700 or else you will leave.

The poor seller resigns to fate and replies, "take them at the price you want. I have not made any sale today, at least I have something for supper now."

She has made a loss but she goes further to buy a plastic bag for you to pack the two items you have just bought.

You order her to hurry up otherwise you may change your mind. She apologises and with a smile, she gives you the items and she blesses you for patronizing her.

You literally throw the money at her and you sped away leaving behind a cloud of smoke and dust which causes a bit of discomfort to her and the baby. She is coughing while securing her little money. Her poverty has left her with no choice.

You have now arrived at the 5-star restaurant where you are to meet friends and you ask them to order food and drinks of their choice.

They order expensive food and the leftovers are more than the food they have eaten.

The total bill is N65,000 and you pay without bargaining, you gave a tip of N5,000 appreciating the waiter for a delicious meal....which you didn't eat even half of.

This incident might seem quite normal to you but it's inhumane...

THE POINT IS:-👇

Why do we always show that we have the bargaining power when we buy from the poor?

Why do we become arrogant when buying from the poor?

Why do we become stingy when buying from the vulnerable?

Why do we show generosity to those who do not even need our generosity?

Why do we become polite when buying from the rich who view our money as mere change?

Why do we channel money to a sea of money?

Please buy simple goods

17/11/2024

Mrs Cynthia Okpara went to her husband's office to report him to his boss. She told her husband's boss how her husband Mr Odogwu Okpara usually squander his N60,000 salary and only gave her N30,000 for upkeep.

After her narration, the boss told her to come back on the last day of the month.

On the said day, she arrived as planned. The boss called Mr Odogwu and they all sat down in the boss' office.

The boss started,' Mr. Odogwu, your wife reported to me some days ago that you squander your salary outside and only give the family N30,000 for upkeep. So right now, I'm going to personally hand over your salaries to her from today henceforth.'

'How much is your transportation to work daily?', the boss asked.
'N900 sir', Mr. Odogwu replied.
The boss handed over N19,800 to Mr. Odogwu. 'That should take you for 22 days'.

'Do you take breakfast at home?', the boss continued.
'No sir, I leave home very early to beat traffic jam'.
'How much do you spend on breakfast and lunch daily?'
'N500 sir',replied Mr. Odogwu.
The boss handed over N11,000 to Mr. Odogwu.

'Who pays the children's school fees', the boss asked facing Mrs. Okpara.
'He does', she replied pointing at Mr. Odogwu.
'How much is the school fees and how many kids have you?'
'N30,000 per term for the two kids we have?'
'In other words, you save N10,000 monthly for each term's school fees right?'
'Yes sir', replied Mr. Odogwu.
Once again, the boss handed N10,000 to him.

'Who pays the rent and how much is it?'
'I do sir. The rent is N36,000 per annum.' Mr. Odogwu replied.
'That's N3,000 monthly right?', the boss added as he handed over N3,000 to Mr. Odogwu

'I don't want to ask about clothings, electricity bills, etc as I know both of you might be handling that', the boss said as he handed over N16,200 to Mrs. Okpara
'What's this for sir', Mrs. Okpara asked surprised.
'Money for upkeep', the boss replied her.
'But it wouldn't take us anywhere', she exclaimed.
'So why don't you appreciate the N30,000 your husband

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