Wednesday, 27 March 2013

Nigeria Economic Summit

President Goodluck Jonathan, Former President of Brazil, Lula da Silva and Conference Director, Marianne Mazou at the Nigeria Economist Summit, theme: Enabling and Implementing Change at Eko Hotel in Lagos
1.      SFrom right Prof. Okonjo iweala, Minister of Finance and Coordinating Minister of the Economy, ;  Bashir Yuguda, Minister of State for Works; Group MD and CEO, First Bank of Nigeria Plc., Mrs Diezani Alison-Madueke Minister of Petroleum Resources















Monday, 25 March 2013

These psycho cases

Two patients in a psychiatric hospital who believed they are unfairly admitted in the hospital planned to break free. Their plan was to tie down the gate-man, break the locks and gain their freedom. On getting to the gate, the gate-man was not at the gate and the gate was wide open. The two looked at each other with disappointment written all over their faces. "That's bad, the plan is flopped, we'll have to try at another time" and with that they went back into the hospital.

The above scenario may be justified by the fact that the two were patients, possibly with a lingering psychiatric disorder. But how do we justify it when the parties involved are the personnel that are the last hope of a deranged man? 

Some members of the Senior Staff Association of Psychiatric Hospital, Uselu, Benin, Edo State, have blamed the institution’s Chief Medical Director, Dr. Sunday Olotu, for their inability to honour an invitation by the State Security Service.

The union is claiming that the CMD refused its executive a written permission, while hospital management insists that the union did not request for such. So, the verbal permission granted the excos wasn't enough, therefore a reason for chaos.

Chaos, that's what the Akwa Ibom state governor seems to be embroiling himself in since being conferred with the leadership of PDP governors in the country. The governor was recently alleged of spending 1milion Naira at a fast food to entertain some folks. Now, he has publicly admitted to rigging a primary election in his state in favour of Senator Alloysus.

It sounds like a psycho news, giving that the utterance was made during the visit of the National Good Governance  Tour. Good governance indeed!

One then wonders when the psycho stories will end. Or how do we justify the killing of no fewer than 25 people by unknown gunmen in Adamawa?. Barely four days after the bombings in Kano which left scores dead, gunmen struck at the headquarters of Ganye local government, Adamawa. The gunmen who walked around the town unchallenged first struck at the divisional police station which was set ablaze before proceeding to the prisons where the inmates were set free and the building also set on fire. I can't agree less with Tolu Ogunlesi, it's indeed a country of helpless people.

Since no casualty was recorded, the explosion that rocked the Church of the Lord Aladura, Ijero branch went almost unreported. Members of the church which was located 64 Brickfield, off Apapa road Ebute Metta, had a night vigil on Friday 22nd March and early in the morning just hours after the vigil, kabooom! the church went up in smoke. Security agents confirmed that the inferno was as a result of an explosive, but that's all we'll hear about the blast.

It will be recalled that security agents arrested persons believed to be members of a terrorist cell planning to unleash terror on Lagos on Friday.


And I can't cease to ask, when will this madness end, when shall these psycho cases cease?

Saturday, 23 March 2013

Chinua Achebe dies at 82: things fall apart!

Chinua Achebe dies at 82 and it sounds like a tragedy. He wrote his magnum opus at 28, an inverse of the age he died. The country had 54 years of pure African storytelling from the man that understood the trade of tale. So wasn't 54 years enough for a country to have learnt from the Iroko tree before it fell?

Having Chinua around for a hundred more years would have been a blessing to humanity. He was one of the few, I still ponder who the second is, that perfected the tale of African story telling with great dexterity and top-notch use of efficient English Language that amuse all class and cadre of readers.

When we bow our heads in sorrow to mourn Achebe, it's not because the father of African literature didn't do enough, but we ask the simply sad question "who shall tell the tale now that the story teller is gone"? Is it those elders who refer to their "oga at the top" for an ordinary website address? Or the elders of the land who perpetrate evil acts and corrupt the soul of the younger generations yet they walk the streets unchallenged. Those who are challenged, caught and condemned are given the pardon to go and do much more.

Who again shall tell us a story, now that "Things fall apart"? Who will show us "The man of the people"? Who will tell us the tale of how "The arrow of god" strikes. we are "No Longer at Ease" for Achebe is dead!

Death tells us of the brevity of human existence, but Achebe told the story of existence, short or long. Death might have killed men and nations, Chinua told the stories.

In a generation filled with men of easy virtues and cheap claims to stardom, Achebe rejected two national honours and clamoured, until his death, for a corruption-free governance. Although several others claim to fight for the same cause but Achebe has made us see beyond the façade of mediocrity that they parade. His intellectual depth is one vital attribute that most Nigerian leaders, dead and living, lacked that led us to where we are today.

Achebe remain a true icon worthy of emulation in life and death. If we are to measure values, not in terms of Naira and Kobo, then to see a man like Achebe again Nigeria may search in vain.

Rest in peace, Chinua Achebe!

Wednesday, 13 March 2013

Argentine Jorge Mario Bergoglio becomes the new Catholic Pope!

After just two days of conclave and four votes, 115 Cardinals of the Catholic Church elected Jorge Mario Bergoglioa of Argentina as the new Pope of the church.
The 76 year old Pope addressed and blessed the church after his announcement.

Dressed in white robe, the smiling pope who has adopted the name Pope Francis  waved as he appreciated the cheers of thousands that gathered at the St. Peters in the Vatican city.

The selection and announcement of the new leader of the over 1 billion Catholics worldwide was necessitated by the surprised resignation of Pope Emeritus Benedict VI.

NewsandMuse234 wishes the papal happy reign and good health as he leads the church in the path of righteousness.

Friday, 22 February 2013

LESSON I LEARNT FROM FIREWOOD

The dying days of General Sani Abacha’s government were such that I can never forget, there was scarcity of kerosene(which was the main cooking fuel of middle class Nigerians).And so, my family like many others was forced to cook with firewood.

My step mum used to rekindle the fire when it was going out as she alone had such expertise but as the scarcity persisted beyond the usual time, we were forced to
rotate this act amongst the children –including a boy like me- as she could not withstand the pangs of smoke for over 2 weeks again.

Anytime it was my turn, a substantial quantity of the little available kerosene would be used to rekindle the fire until there was the rationing of kerosene for ‘start up’ of the fire ONLY. And thus, you would have to fan with all your might to rekindle the fire.


Fanning in the smoke was nothing near an interesting experience as I would hold my breath till I got out of the smoke. Thus, a need to run out when the smoke increased so as to catch some breath. But unfortunately, there would be no fire and I would have to fan again.


One fateful day while fanning, I became angry within and told myself I would not stop until the fire was rekindled no matter how thick the smoke got. I held on to my decision and I made a discovery - a great lesson of my life.

I discovered that WHENEVER THE SMOKE GOT SO THICK AND UNBEARABLE, THE FIRE WAS JUST ABOUT TO KINDLE.


This I only got to know when I decided to endure the smoke a LITTLE MORE than usual .And then, I recalled the saying that ‘the darkest (NOT the dark nor the darker) part of the night is next to dawn’.




THE LESSON: When passing through a challenge, you must know that the point when you think it’s no more bearable only signifies that solution is closer than ever. You might be in that state now in any area of your life, the advice I’ll give you is to DECIDE NOT TO GIVE UP and the good news is: THE SOLUTION IS CLOSER THAN BEFORE, JUST A LITTLE PUSH.

By Kolajo Oladele

Oladele is an Engineer of repute. A Nigerian that witnessed the sad and very bitter end of the military era as a teenager. "Lesson I Learnt from Firewood" is one in a series that details his growing up years. Watch out for the series, every week on newsandmuse234. He is currently working on the e-book version of it.
'Dele is currently planning to start a family.

Wednesday, 20 February 2013

Maina the miner with the Manna

Once upon a time a village employed a miner named Maina to help mine the people's sweat that was frozen in a rock. What an easy job, miner got to work and in the twinkling of an eye had manna worth N200 billion in his kitty. Listening to Asa's song 'fire on the mountain' one early morning, Maina dashed for a safer clime to enjoy his loot.

So goes the story of Chairman of the Pension Reform Task Force Team, Abdulrasheed Maina who fled the country recently. But members of the House of Representatives, on Tuesday have joined forces with the Senate to ask for the sack of  Maina the miner with the Manna.
Speaker, Hon Aminu Tambuwal asked the Inspector General of Police, Mohammed Abubakar to produce Maina, to answer questions on how over N200 billion pension fund was allegedly mismanaged.

No one should blame the president or who in his right mind will be able to fight corruption or petty theft when his wife was dead for 7 days and had 9 surgeries in a month.

Maina is not the only one with the people's commonwealth, the  Managing Director of Shell Petroleum Development Company (SPDC) , Mr Mutiu Sunmonu, said in Abuja on Tuesday that Nigeria lost six  billion dollars yearly to crude oil theft. And two armed men on a motorbike, on Tuesday waylaid a man later discovered to be  the cashier of Makurdi local government council, carting away over N6million.

If anyone is thinking the petrol price will remain at N110 or N97, depending on what part of the Nigerian map you live, then such should think twice, because Dr Bright Okogu , Director-General, Budget Office of the Federation, said in Abuja on Tuesday that continued payment  by the Federal Government for  subsidy on  petroleum products was no longer sustainable.

"We need to re-address the issue of subsidy provision. The volume of money we are losing to subsidy payment is enormous. “The people benefiting from the subsidy provision are not the common man on the street,’’ Okogu said.

So, O ye common man, it's time for you to benefit from the national cake, just at N200 per litre of fuel (just joking, it wont be more than N187).

I know so many of you will never understand but Okogu has this for you “If you are in my shoes as director of budget, you would understand why we cannot continue to pay subsidy,’’.

For those who think they can arm-twist the government into legalising operations of illegal refineries, Jonah John said, it is a lie.

The last time the Federal  Government tried to quell a burning fire, a whole village was levelled and Odi almost became history but a High Court in Port Harcourt has ordered the FG to pay N37.6bn as compensation to victims of the military invasion of Odi community in Bayelsa State. The court ordered that a special damage of N17.6bn and a general damage of N20bn be paid to the community as compensation.

Even if the house is burning or there is robbery somewhere, he who is hungry will always say. So, what did you have for valentine? Chicken and roses? You are lucky! Not contented with the voice of the man who picked his lover's phone on Val, Makati decided to have a taste of her ears.

And if you belief all these are indices of a failed state, Doyin Okupe said, Nay! .


Monday, 18 February 2013

I was dead for 7 days - Patience Jonathan

The tale of dead Lazarus, resurrected after four days in the grave must have been one of the greatest miracle stories ever told, but now we know God can do greater things as Mrs Patience Jonathan said God raised her up after been dead for seven days at a German hospital!

It was a confession, testimony cum thanksgiving time at the state House chapel in Abuja, on Sunday as the first lady officially declared she was sick and at a German hospital.

Wife of the president Goodluck Jonathan, who earlier denied been sick despite been away for about three months confessed that she had 9 operations within a month during her stay at the hospital and thanked God for not sharing the fate of Stella Obasanjo who died while at the presidential villa.

“I remember when Chief  Obasanjo was the President of the country, I was close to his late wife, Stella. We worshiped together in this chapel.

“It was a painful moment for me that time when she died and her corpse was brought here.

“That was how my corpse would have been brought here. It was not an easy experience for me. I actually died, I passed out for more than a week. My intestine and tummy were opened.

“I am not Lazarus but my experience was similar to his. My doctors said all hope was lost.


“A black doctor in London who is with us in this service was flown in when the situation became critical. It was God himself in His infinite mercy  that said I will return to Nigeria. God woke me up after seven days.

“I know that some people somehow leaked the information that  I was dead.  They are people that I trust and rely on; to them, I was dead and I would never return to the country alive. Some of them even sold my things off.

“I won’t say everything here. It is the Lord’s doing that I returned alive. When God says yes, nobody can say no.

“People are always afraid of operation (surgery) but in my own case, while my travail lasted, I was begging for it (surgery) after the third operation because I was going to the theatre everyday.

“It was God who saw me through. I did eight or nine operations within one month. It was not an easy one.

NewsandMuse234 wishes the First Lady long life in good health (she's already prosperous).

Saturday, 16 February 2013

Police arrest lovers for kidnapping teenager

Luck ran out on a 28-year old man and his girlfriend who allegedly kidnapped a teenage boy and demanded N2 million . The lover birds who were arrested by the Lagos state police kidnapped the boy in  their neighbourhood in Ikotun.

The Commissioner of Police in Lagos State, Umar Manko, who disclosed this to newsmen on Saturday said  that the suspects were arrested by the Special Anti -Robbery Squad (SARS).

He said SARS operatives rescued the 14-year old victim, Daniel Olumide, who was allegedly kidnapped on Feb. 2 at Ikotun.

It was gathered that the man allegedly kept the victim for two days in his girlfriend's apartment.

The police said the arrests followed a tip-off by a resident within the neighbourhood, who told the police that he saw the victim walking with the suspect before he was declared missing.

In a related development, SARS in Lagos State  on Sunday shot dead eight suspected armed robbers in a gun-battle, Manko said.

He said the police recovered a Toyota Camry, marked EPE 737AT, during SARS  one-week operation.

Manko said the vehicle was recovered within 24 hours after it was snatched from its owner and added that the police would not relent in fighting criminals and protecting lives and property.

He said the police acted on a tip-off and recovered the car from the hoodlums while they were operating between Sango and Ifo, Ogun, along the Lagos-Abeokuta expressway.

Friday, 15 February 2013

Valentine's Day Tragedy: Goldie is dead

Like most epic tales, 2013 Valentine's day ended in tragedy as Nigeria loses Goldie Harvey to the cold hands of death.

The 28 year old, originally Susan Harvey, reportedly passed out at Reddington Hospital, Victoria Island few hours after flying into the country from LA.

The artiste who is on Kennis Music record label was made more popular with Nigerians with her performance at the recently concluded Big Brother Star Game.
She had remained in the news for several of her projects and her alleged relationship with another star of the reality TV game show, Prezo.

Although News and Muse could not independently confirm Goldie's death immediately, sources close to the artiste confirmed her demise.

A message supposedly from her Facebook Admin and also through her Twitter handle @goldieharvey confirmed the celebrities death saying "It is with heavy heart that I have to inform you all that Goldie passed this night shortly after arriving Lagos from LA. May her soul rest in the eternal peace of the Lord – Admin!!”

Goldie was at the Grammy Award earlier in the week .

May her soul rest in peace.

Thursday, 14 February 2013

A tale of Val

-->
Although I was a virgin at 21, my mind was already a book of porn. I've imagined all the ribald and horrid things I’d do to the first lady that entered the mouse trap that was my heart. Then came Valentine's day. A day filled with all opportunities to love and lie emotionally-legal lies. To love in truth or lie with all sincerity. Valentine's day is a day of shower on all love or lusts in drought. A day to live out some or most of your fantasies depending on resources, time and space. So, it was February 14th that year and an opportunity for me to live my fantasies, tell all the lies and reap the fruits of lust thereof.

I have been dating this sweet girl for less than three months, we started our supposed love affair some weeks to Christmas and it survived through the harsh financial climates of January with a bright hope of Valentine. But time and space have denied us the opportunity to consummate raw emotions beyond casual hugs once in a while. And then came Valentine!

Several sleepless hours of midnight calls have secured the time and venue for the celebration of love. I saved all I had, starved myself and suffered my body with the consolation that all the pent up emotion in me would be relieved. I was prepared to give my angel the best in exchange for a rest for my throbbing nerves.

Nothing could be reassuring on a valentine day than a planned meeting in a lonely, private place; a friend's place, home alone or any other venue that ensure ambience for two. We agreed to a time out to an eatery in town, then a lovely time together at a friend's place. Since we were both in the university and living on campus, off campus was it!

I must have been prompted out of bed by lust but love took over as the day unfolded. I went to get a bouquet of roses and a superb hand-made card which came handy as Val approached. I felt like a prince in shining armour as I stepped out in my favourite outfit, doused in perfume headed for the eatery. My joy knew no bound when I saw my angel stepped out of the cab and cat-walked elegantly into the eatery and towards me with all eyes in the eatery on her. I felt on top of the world!

We had a great time eating, drinking and gisting, holding hands and laughing at silly jokes. We took a cab to my friend's place and the tale will never end as I live.

I let us in like the owner of the apartment, tastefully furnished for a student's lodge. We could barely hold ourselves as we got down kissing, hugging, cuddling and pulling our articles of clothings off. I was ready for my first experience into a woman, I wasn't sure it would be her first; bros no time!

We were both half naked when I had a rude knock on the door. I was startled but quickly collected myself as a “man”. I strolled to the door and asked who it was, before I could comprehend what the thick raging voices were saying the door was on my face. As the guys stepped into the room and saw my girl trying to fit herself into her tight-fitting jeans one of them turned to me and gave me a upper-cut and a heavy left just above my brow...I blacked out as flashes of all the colours that make Valentine's day gushed through my sight.

I didn't come to life until 3 hours after. I opened my eyes starring at a clinic wall with several posters pasted on each other. The bigger poster has been mutilated so it read in part “we treat but..” I asked myself “but what”?.

I later learnt that my angel was a sister to the kingpin of a very dreaded cult group on campus and he had been silent about our relationship until he was told I was laying his sister. He was the one that gave me the Mike Tyson cut on my brow. It was a very serious lesson that kept me a virgin until I graduated from the university.