Dear Governor/ Sir/ DeeCongratulations on your recent re-election to office as the Executive Governor of our dear state Abia. As they say that action speaks louder than voice, your re-election was a manifestation that the people of Abia State loved you and the work you had been doing since assumption of office in 2007. They wanted you to continue your good work, and they spoke with their votes. Dear brother and uncle, please continue in your good steps, and God in his infinite mercy will be your guiding step and angel as he has done since 2007 when you initially became the Executive Governor of our beloved Abia State.
My name is Friday Chidubem Alukwu though I reside permanently in London United Kingdom but come home as time permits. I schooled at Government College Umuahia, after which I went to Ahmadu Bello Universirty in Zaria where I read International Studies. Upon graduation and NationaI Youth Service, I travelled to London where I have made home for the past twelve years, and it’s where I am writing you this letter from.
I work for London Metropolitan Police Service MPS presently as a Designated Detention Officer, however I have been employed by the MPS through other roles for the past 9 yrs. I hope and pray that this letter meets you well.
Dee, it is true that I have acquired British citizenship over the years I have lived here, and is a British Passport holder, but I have no plans or intentions of living in United Kingdom throughout the rest of my life. I intend to return to Ibeku our father land at some stage in my life. I have not forgotten and will not forget where I come from. To prove my position, I came home to marry a wife in 2008 when I believed it was time for that. My wife is from Mbieri in Mbaitolu Local Govt Area in Imo State.
It is true that my two little children are also British passport holders courtesy of me as their father, but I have every plan to make them know that they are from Ibeku land, not London United Kingdom.
His Excellency, to make this dream come true, and my plan a reality, I am begging you to use your honourable office to approve an allocation for a parcel of land around the state house of assembly complex area on my behalf.
This parcel of land will be used to develop a private residential building for me to live in, and for my children to grow up in. With a home in Umuahia, I will be able to frequently bring my family home, and expose my children most importantly to the tradition and ways of living of Ibeku people our people.
Furthermore, I will have the confidence of coming back home knowing that I have a place to call my home.
Dear Governor, this letter represents an official application to Abia State Govt for an allocation of land.
God will protect you throughout the next four years you will see to the needs of Abia people, and touch your heart to help your brother.Kind regards, F.Alukwu.
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What you are about to read may break your heart, and it may leave you thinking "how dare he", but I urge you to read it. Nonetheless.And make of it, what you will. So let's go.
In clear terms, if you are enrolled in any Nigerian university you are in all probability wasting your time. And I have just told you a half-truth. You are indeed wasting your time! The usefulness of what you are being taught - if you are being taught at all, to you, your society, or in fact to the world at large is tending towards zero. Again, another half truth but I leave you, this time to restate it yourself.The earlier you recognise this reality, the higher your chances of taking individual and immediate steps to correct the unfortunate anomaly.
If you happen to be a student for instance, you should only regard your formal academic pursuits as means to acquire appropriate formal certificates not necessarily knowledge and skills. In the meantime, you should focus on acquiring the actual relevant knowledge and skills through extra curriculum studies be it private lessons or self-educating efforts. Provided that you pursue it dedicatedly with passion, you are most likely to have the appropriate knowledge and skills substantial and sound enough to justify your formal certificates. This would give you the necessary positive attitude and indeed inspire you to widen your vision and eventually get your rightful position even outside the country, where skills count and are appropriately recognized.
Actually, you should read Mohammad's piece in its entirety on Reasoning Platform.
"What we become depends on what we read after all of the professors have finished with us. The greatest university of all is a collection of books."
Except that, I am brave and audacious enough to let you know, in your case darling, your professors have not even started with you at all. It is not completely their fault but what does it matter ? You have a long way to travel. I hope you started already. You are on your own. You live in Nigeria, you should know that by now.
See you at the Gala party, sometime soon.
Yes, yes! fresh Galas only is what we have for item seven.
Could Serena Williams have played her last competitive tennis match?
Williams has long been resented not only by rival players, who have struggled to compete with her power and athleticism, but by tennis-watchers, many of whom seemed at times uncomfortable with the emergence of a proud, unashamedly black woman champion.
Serena, can be proud. But then, when arrogance meets competence, with a dose of drama, you are not entitled to complain.
In a sense, one is actually entitled to worship those things, and by projection, Serena - unless you are tennis competitor.
"I'm a black player 100 per cent," she once said. "I'm playing for those little girls who never watched tennis, who never had a chance to play tennis."
Very instructive. While I am not easily the most informed Tennis analyst, Serena Williams brought me to the game and I vividly recollect watching her, over DSTV in the cubicle of my office uptown Akure, in the early 2000s and the most endearing thing, was that concentration. Serena's concentration.
Which, ultimately drives her legendary, and usually fun come-backs. She usually plays with the swagger, of one who is never down or out. You just love it Or as Jason puts it:
I've long thought she was terrific, the only player on the women's tour I'd pay to watch.
Worth repeating: The only female Tennis player worth paying to watch.
Where Jason doesn't make a lot of sense, to me, is the idea, that a Serena Williams retirement, from Tennis, now, or anytime soon, will be a sad thing.
At 29+, and having travelled down that road, conquering all, she was always in her twilight years anyway. And only the dog who stays alive, scrambles for bones.
Jason's references to Malcom Gladwell's thoughts, is also revealing.
"It's not enough to ask what successful people are like. It is only by asking where they are from that we can unravel the logic behind who succeeds and who doesn't."
Gladwell has what he calls the 10,000 hours rule for exceptional achievement. He believes that all extraordinarily successful people have put in their 10,000 hours of hard work, invariably from an early age.
Ever since I have been reading script on Serena Williams, Jason's piece is quite easily the one, that reads most honest and admirable in its undisguised affection for Serena William's standing, in the sport.
And when he states "I wish we could produce someone like her in this country", you appreciate where Jason is coming from. A very good place and a very good read.
If Serena was English or British? oh wow! silence... but bring me the din.
This is quite frightening, as it is meaningful.
Somebody has been running around saying “I dey laugh”.
His supporters have been running around like him,
like brainless monkeys saying, “I dey laugh”.
It is as if the suffering of 150 million people
is a laughing matter.
But hear this:
you have been laughing and laughing and laughing.
We will have the last laugh and whoever laughs last laughs best.
You laughed and laughed not because anything is funny.
Instead, you are funny.
Your behaviour is funny.
Your mind is funny.
Your existence is funny,
we must have the last laugh at your infantile existence.
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There is something to be said of pleasant News.
Some sort of a shock treatment, in the midst of hopelessness - perhaps Heaven sent,
Perhaps an accident of unfathomable luck - the definition of grace ? Miracle!
Like a thirsty dying locked-down slave trudging on, center-spread of a red eyed desert,
suddenly awakening to the self-doubt of a cloudy blue sky,
Imaginations & memories of Rain, struggling to defeat his cynicism,
His heart pregnant with Hope, but his body almost crumbling in defeat...
And in the ever changing long distance there is between time 0 and death, there comes only so few few of them,
So genuine, so enthralling, And so Relieving, the thought of it,
restores your faith! in yourself, with assured promises to hold on to Hope,
And make that Will, that very will that demarcates life and death,
Ultimately last you through...
And all these things,
do not compare to the extreme impossibilities - the stuff of Nigerias political / government life,
within which, Governor. Fayemi's Victory for the people of Ekiti, yet somehow find to birth.
And here is to more for my folks up Ekiti Kete, the last standing men of Justice - the length & breath of Nigeria, the progressives of the entire South-West of Nigeria, gbogbo omo Yoruba all over the world,
& Heroes of the Freedom & Truth, wherever you are today:
Pius Adesanmi - arguably Nigeria's finest writer of the moment - quite simply outdid himself in this one.
I will repeat: Pius killed himself in this piece. Its genius.
And if you are lucky enough to have the slightest real-time idea, let alone understanding of the facts and reality Pius paints, you would be driven to the sniffs of a crying breakdown.
He manages to be effortless, with his painful recollection of the many spots and sub-spots of the road to perfidy that Nigeria travel-led until today...
The future that Baba E wi hun hun and his peers all over Nigeria envisaged as they toiled in our primary and secondary schools after independence was that of a nation that was going to become the sum total of the values they were instilling in the pupils. In each pupil, they sought to build what the American historian, William Bouwsma, calls the “model of the educated man” – a psychic and sentient being socialized into an elevated sense of personal and collective honour, civic responsibility, professional competence, self respect, honesty, and integrity. Their approach to training and making us ready for the future they dreamed for Nigeria was a methodological mosaic that combined strict Christian morality with unimpeachable indigenous values. They lived what they preached. They did not spare the rod.
I was lucky to be close enough, and in fact studied under the fading generations of the class of teachers Pius refer to up there.
It was their fading acts in a fast dying world that they knew, yet I can vividly relate to those holy wholesome description.
Now, that's it. I have nothing more to add.
You simply must read this...
There goes madam - I don't even know her name - Jonathan. Wife, to the current placeholder of a president in Nigeria, photo-shooting for the world.
In a tom-and-jerry sort of pose with hypnotist Obama's wife.
The more I starred at the picture, I can write a thousand words...
Except, some things are not just worth more than the casual laugh. Call me a cynic. Yeah yeah!
First of all, what's with madam Obama's flying, Adire ?
It kinda reminds me of a particular book with one loud, spiraling but memorable image of tolotolo on its backpage. I can't remember its title, but I can see the image of that Ostrich, flying hips up, up here...
I wonder where Turai is.
Yes! same ol' president Umaru Yaradua - the one who took 90+ days to die I, of Nigeria's wife Turai.
When you find her, order me a mind reading microscope and then, I will tell you what I make of this photo.
As one of my engineering lecturers was wont to say - I think the class was Transients circuits - You will not believe so much that can happen in a second...
On a serious note, who goes to America to advocate some food-system magical-nonsense - thousands of miles away from Nigeria, land to some of the most agriculturally fertile belts in the world ?
Who, if not grade A fools in and around Abuja ?
Msheeews! You cannot be serious.
And why would anyone waste any fraction of their lives reading this crap! as submitted by Media-assistant, yeah! yeah!!! (read boy boy!) Ayo Adewuyi ?
You are going to have to kill me, to make me see the point in that.
But then everyone has a right to say whatever they want to say sha ( plus including, to speak in ITV Benin's advertorial mode, Nonsense)
I wonder if Madam Jonathan managed to make it onto CNN in America ? I just wonder...At least, the makers of her dress - the one thing that looks good around here - can have reason to make some noise;
Or perpaps get their own slice of the Abuja cake, through increased presidential orders...
And yes, Turai would have a dog in that too - in her minds. Oh! find me that microscope...
After weeks of this uncertainty and not making any headway, I decided to do what I had been reluctant to do initially....call Gani. I hadnt informed him initially as I thought it was a bit of a joke and would be resolved in a matter of weeks and I would be reinstated.
And so I went to see him and narrated the whole story to him and explained that I hadnt told him earlier because I appreciated how busy he was and I didnt want to disturb with what was a small matter as far as I was concerned. He let rip at me for being rather naive and not letting him know from day one....
A few days later I went back to the chambers to get the final copy of the letter to take back to the school with me. I was amazed when I got there and saw that 17 copies of the letter had been drafted and addressed to practically everyone on the school's governing council starting from the Vice Chancellor. I read through the 3 page letter where SK had briefly described the events and then stated my innocence on the matter. It ended with a not so subtle warning that there would be trouble if I wasnt reinstated with immediate effect....a few choice statutes were thrown in for good measure.
It was signed 'Chief Gani Fawehinmi, SAN'.
Some of the most awe-inspiring tributes to Chief Gani Fawehinmi - Nigeria's foremost constitutional lawyer.
Or put another way; The greatest Nigerian ever!
The whole piece can be found here (facebook). Its a terrific glowing read.
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