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Saturday, June 28, 2014

World Cup 2014

Who you cheer-leading for in World Cup 2014? #worldcup2014 #repost #latepost #africansindmix #brazil

Monday, May 26, 2014

Speech Made by Former South African President P.W. Botha to his Cabinet 27 years Ago

This is a speech made by former South African President P.W. Botha to his cabinet about 27 years ago. I quote…” We are not obliged even the least to try to prove to anybody and to the blacks that we are superior people. We have demonstrated that to the blacks in 1001 ways. The Republic of South Africa that we know of today has not been created by wishful thinking. We have created it at the expenses of intelligence, sweat and blood. We do not pretend like other whites that we like the blacks. The fact that, blacks look like human beings and act like human beings do not necessarily make them sensible human beings. Hedgehogs are not porcupines and lizards are not crocodiles because they look alike. If God had wanted us to be equal to the blacks, he would have created us all of a uniform color and intellect. But he created us differently: Whites, Blacks, Yellow, Rulers and the ruled. Intellectually, we are superior to the Blacks; that has been proven beyond any reasonable doubt over the years. By now every one of us has seen it practically that the Blacks cannot rule themselves. Give them guns and they will kill each other. They are good in nothing else but making noise, dancing, marrying many wives and indulging in sex. Let us all accept that the Black-man is a symbol of poverty, mental inferiority, laziness and emotional incompetence. Isn't it plausible? Therefore that the White-man is created to rule the Black-man. And here is a creature (Black-man) that lacks foresight. The average Black does not plan his life beyond a year”. Folks, 27 years ago, I would have been disgusted by this speech. But looking at these incompetent and corrupt African leaders meeting here to celebrate AU day in South Africa, I have no choice but to agree.....#Corruptleaders #africanleaders #bringbackourgirls #worldcup2014 #africansindmix #sos #riseupafrica #standupafrica

Saturday, May 24, 2014

THE GODFATHER - The Drama, Greed, Assassination, Deceit, Bribery, Looting and...

Akilu had just returned from a military training in India at the time and Babangida recommended him for appointment as the head of the Secret Service. Idiagbon by-passed Akilu and slighted Babangida by not consulting with him to confirm the new head of the Secret Service from the army. Gloria Okon was arrested at the Murtala Mohammed Airport trying to smuggle cocaine out of the country. Gloria claimed to be a courier for the family of one of the two high ranking military officers deeply involved in the Supreme Military Council’s palaver. Gloria was quickly smuggled out of the country and a carcass burnt beyond recognition of a human body, was left in her prison room to deceive the authorities. As Gloria’s drama was playing out, Abiola brought a large consignment of banned newsprint into the country, forcing Idiagbon to insist on the arrest of Chief M.K.O Abiola. All sorts of calamitous events kept rolling out at the time, including the arrest of one Ikuomola for trying to smuggle a large consignment of cocaine out of the country. He indicted a son of one of the Dantatas and they were both tried and sentenced to death. The Dantata family mounted pressure on the Supreme Military Council to commute the sentence to life. The issue heightened the division among the Supreme Military Council members, with the Gloria Okon’s high ranking military benefactor, siding with the Dantatas naturally. Idiagbon insisted that if poor people found with cocaine could be punished with death sentence, why should the rich and affluent be spared? Idiagbon also wanted the lawyer, (a Rivers state chap who had received some four million naira as legal fees on the case at the time), to be shot along with the drug barons for benefiting from the evil. The schism between Idiagbon and Babangida totally paralyzed the Supreme Military Council and it could no longer function. Idiagbon forced compulsory leave on Babangida, under close surveillance with tapped telephone lines and all. Chief M.K.O Abiola saw the opportunity to save his neck from the newsprint saga by teaming up with his friend, Babangida, and he provided the seed money for a coup. Through the facilities of Abiola and the Dantatas, Yar Adua was brought into the picture to help influence the Saudi Arabian monarch to extend a special invitation to Idiagbon as a guest of the monarch, to perform the 1985 Lesser Hajj in Mecca. Idiagbon felt greatly honoured by the invitation and took with him to Mecca, most of his supporters on the splintered Supreme Military Council, including Mamman Vasta. With Idiagbon (who was the head of the Buhari’s regime in every sense of the word, and was very popular because of his transparent honesty, patriotism, and discipline), out of the way, Buhari (who was ready to vacate office anyway), was picked up like a helpless chicken at Doddan Barracks, and dumped in jail. Idiagbon, against the coupists’ advice, returned home a people’s hero, although locked up for several months too by Babangida. Luckily, it did not take too long for Babangida to begin to reveal his secret agenda. He had removed Idiagbon/Buhari from power to douse the heated allegation at the time about illegal drug links and to help the IMF/World Bank ruin the naira and open up the Nigerian market as dumping ground for American and European junk and decadence. The marginalization of the naira suited Babangida’s Machiavellian streak to blunt prospects of mass protests with abject poverty, hunger, and basic survival pre-occupations. For example, the terroristic power of massive foreign exchange loot in a private hand, is limitless as a tool for forcing pauperized populace to acquiesce to the self-perpetuation antics of a potential despot. Babangida’s first pronouncement in power was to shock the nation by adopting the civilian title of president. He did this because of a secret personal ambition kept to himself, to transit into life president in the mould of Presidents Nasir of Egypt and Eyadema of Togo, and also because of his agreement to make Chief Abiola his Vice President for collaborating over their 1985 coup. Abacha kicked against Abiola becoming Vice President because he was eyeing Babangida’s seat in a possible future coup of his own and wanted to remain the defacto next in command, in military terms, for eventual easy take over excuse. Babangida promised Yar Adua a short-lived military transition after which he would hand over power to Yar Adua. That was why Yar Adua kept boasting during the early stages of Babangida’s regime, that no force on earth could stop him becoming the next president of Nigeria. This prompted Obasanjo’s statement at the time that Yar Adua must have forgotten something at the state house. Babangida was so single minded, self-centered, and power-drunk, he single-handedly forced OIC membership on Nigeria without respect for our supposed religious secularity. He used every means imaginable to assert his power. Spiritual, criminal, everything was fair in his ruthless power game. The gods of the Marabouts became privileged guests at Aso Rock, lacing it with severe witchcraft, which was later vigorously sustained by Abacha. If the physical failed, the metaphysical was handy in the human blood bath for power. Blood was the language in the cultish game for total control. Fear gripped the land. Who was going to be the next victim? Life was scary and worthless. I bet, corridor of power social acolytes of the time like the Arisekolas, Adedibus and the Akinyeles, could write blood-cuddling masterpieces on the mysteries of the season. Assassinations were rampant, sophisticated and comprehensive, incorporating bombings and dare-devil forages. Media houses were burnt or closed down, and critics of government were murdered, incarcerated or hounded into exile. Plane loads of promising young army officers lost their lives in questionable circumstances. Others appeared to have been sacrificed in distant land civil wars. The Ejigbo military Hercules crash that killed an elite corp. of army captains and majors returning to their Jaji training base, is a typical example of the terrible human carnage visited upon us at the time by a desperate tyrant bent on holding on to power indefinitely at all costs. The plane was doctored and it crashed a few seconds after take-off from the Murtala Mohammed airport. No rescue attempt was ordered or made until 24 hours after the crash and even then, the inadequate facilities of a private company, (Julius Berger), were relied upon. Forty-eight hours after the crash, a warm body was still found suggesting that some lives could have been saved if rescue operations had commenced minutes after the crash. Apart from the needless assassinations of possible opponents and rivals for power, there were totally senseless ones too, such as the death of Murtala Mohammed’s first son immediately after visiting the seat of power. It was generously reported in the press at the time. The allegation was that during the friendly, private visit, the young man was asked if he would be prepared to do a job. The young chap said he could not say until he was told what the job was. When told that he was to help facilitate the elimination of Chief Abiola, the young man said he couldn’t because Abiola was like a father to him. The host then quickly dismissed the suggestion as if it had been a joke and asked how the young man travelled to the state house. “By private car,” the young man said. “You are going about without security?” the host asked, pretending to look alarmed, and detailed some security officers to escort the young man to his Minna destination. The body of the young man was later that day found in his car on the route between the seat of power and Minna. One of the documents we received was on Gloria Okon. We could not use the information in Nigeria at the time because no newspaper would dare publish it, so I arranged for Ejike Nwankwo, my bosom friend, to take the documents to his senior brother, Chief Arthur Nwankwo, who was in political exile in London at the time. The idea was for Arthur Nwankwo to have the Gloria Okon’s story published in the Manchester Guardian, but Arthur decided to delay publication until he could use the immunity of the Nigerian Senate, which he was aspiring to join in Babangida’s best time as a member, to make the story public. Senior members of the Ministry of Information, and of the Daily Times at the time, and a director of Newswatch, were not totally ignorant about what was going on in Babangida’s government. In fact, Abacha at a point, asked the boss of the Ministry of Information to frame up Dele Giwa. The boss being a principled and die-hard journalist, argued that it was difficult to frame up journalists. Babangida’s boys went ahead to frame up Giwa anyway. Three days before they killed Dele Giwa, Col. A. K. Togun, the deputy Director of Babangida’s State Security Service (the SSS), invited Giwa to his office and accused him of involvement in the importation of arms while linking Giwa with other persons alleged to be trying to stage a socialist revolution in Nigeria. At the meeting, agreement was reached, and Babangida, through his emissaries, promised to meet Giwa’s terms. Two days before Giwa’s murder, Akilu allegedly phoned Giwa’s home to ask for direction because Babangida’s ADC “has something for him, an invitation or something.” Dele Giwa allegedly invited the overseas editor of Newswatch at the time to be around. Obviously, Giwa took the president’s promise more seriously than his colleagues at the Newswatch. This was why, when Giwa received the parcel and confirmed that it was from the President, his guest’s first reaction was to dash off to take cover in the toilet adjacent to the room where Giwa opened the parcel bomb. The guest escaped death by the whiskers and blasted eardrums. Tagum, when asked by Airport Correspondents on October 27, 1986, about Giwa’s bombing inadvertently confirmed the blackmail reason for Giwa’s death when he said: “We came to a real agreement and one person cannot just come out and blackmail us. I am an expert on blackmail. If a motorcycle man suddenly dashed in front of a car and the driver kills the motorcycle man, another motorcycle man who was there would not say the motorcycle man who dashed in front of the car was wrong. He would say the driver killed him, not that he killed himself” An Arab terrorist, who was recruited to collaborate with a University of Ibadan chemistry don especially for the task, produced the bomb. The terrorist is alleged to have gone with Major Buba Marwa, Ogbeha and Gwazo, in a Peugeot station wagon car with fake license plate numbers, to deliver the bomb at Dele’s home. On arrival, they were told that Dele was not in, so they laid ambush near-by to watch movements in and out of Giwa’s premises. As soon as Giwa was spotted entering his house, the allegation continues, the Arab terrorist offered to go and deliver the bomb, but his colleagues in crime stopped him on the grounds that a white man would look too suspicious for the job. Marwa, accompanied by Ogbeha, are alleged to have delivered the bomb to Dele’s son at the door, after which the crime team drove off to Mafoluku where they burned their delivery car. The same day, the Arab terrorist was flown out of Lagos, first to Kano, and eventually out of the country. Major Buba Marwa was at the time rewarded with the rank of Lt. Col. and posted to the Nigerian Embassy in Washington, USA, as the new Military Attaché. His rise in the Army was extremely rapid and as Col. returned home to be Governor of Lagos State. Armed robbers welcomed him to his new office with the kind of daredevilry never before experienced in Nigeria. Violence begets violence they say. The armed robbers raided from Mile two to Ikeja, even as he was passing by. Marwa panicked, so Babangida pumped unusual resources into Marwa’s coffers to ensure his success, which is the genesis of his tramping around as an achiever today. His private life does not suggest that he suffered in fool’s paradise. Marwa, Ogbeha, and Gwazo, have since denied their alleged involvement in Dele Giwa’s murder. Marwa, who now owns an airline and, therefore, knows that it takes less than eight hours to fly across the Atlantic to Nigeria, argued that he was studying in the USA at the time. The implication of this, of course, was that it was impossible to take a few days off his studies. Marwa, who rose to fame through IBB’s benevolence, is considered in military circles as one of the IBB boys, made up principally of the trusted cronies of the retired dictator. Accused of laundering money for IBB, Marwa again relied on the puerile argument that he was the Borno state governor in 1990, as if state governors are too busy governing diligently to travel out of Nigeria for a day or two, or even a week, on private businesses. In December, 2005, when Marwa was detained for a couple of weeks by the EFCC, for laundering money for Abacha, he allegedly admitted that he had no choice in the matter as a military officer. He was only doing his duty. Of course, doing illegal duties loyally often goes with silencing, mouth-watering pecks, if nothing else. In the area of managing the national economy, Babangida bestowed his adroitness and moral degeneracy. His economy was dominated by male-wives, particularly in the banking and oil sectors. Women often brag about the efficacy of ‘bottom’ power. Feminine men sometimes flaunt it too as their passport to economic liberation. Between them and the suddenly very lucrative 419 business of the time, industry was complete. IBB’s chiefs, allegedly colluded with 419 criminals to create the over-night semi-illiterate money-bags without class or shame, (including the 150 members of the National Assembly, that in 2005 sent IBB a birthday card), and who together now form the bulk of his supporters and campaigners, to return him to power. Babangida (sapped) or totally wiped the middle class out of existence with the destruction of the naira, which he did by fiat in 1985, when he down graded the naira exchange rate from about N2 to N18 to the dollar. By the time he was forced out of office in 1993, the naira was exchanging at N60 to the dollar. Society was now reduced to two social classes of either the very poor or the rich rogues. Babangida first concentrated on pulverizing his military base by tinkering with the 1985 Decree 17, to give himself sole authority to fire his military chiefs, including the chief of general staff; chairman, joint chiefs of staff; service chiefs, and the inspector general of police. General Domkat Bali said at the time: “Babangida must have known what he was aiming at if you now take those powers of the President as civilian, and you now put them on any army officer who then sits with other army officers, in the name of Supreme Military Council, SMC, who are useless to him, whom he can change tomorrow, that means that name is not Supreme at all.” Bali was provoked to leave the government when he was demoted from the position of Minister of Defence to that of Internal Affairs. Ukiwe, a senior naval officer, who was IBB’s deputy, was forced to retire even before Bali did, for demonstrating patriotic zeal in defense of team spirit, over our IOC membership saga. Gideon Orkar’s failed coup of April 22, 1990, provided Babangida with the opportunity to further purge the military. With total control over the military, IBB was ready to pursue his President-for- life agenda, (starting) by dismissing his S. J. Cookie’s Political Bureau programme for the return to civil rule by 1990. For over eight years, Babangida kept shifting his handing over date and juggling his transition programme by arbitrarily banning and unbanning politicians, particularly the known opponents of military rule. He spent N40 billion on his endless transition programme, and bribed all and sundry, including the NLC with N50 million, NUJ with N20 million, PMAN with N30 million, and so on, to try to silence them. He attempted to compromise some vocal critics by settling them, and those he could not recruit, he sacked where possible, or detained, or killed, or hounded into exile. Less than two years into his rule in 1987, IBB announced that he was planning to bequeath a lasting legacy of civil rule, through a gradual learning political process. Four years into his regime in 1989, he lifted for the first time his ban on partisan politics, and set up two political parastatals. One was called the Social Democratic Party (SDP), and the other was the National Republican Convention (NRC). The handing over date to civilian government was postponed once again from late 1990 to the 1st of October 1992. He allowed elections to be held into the local governments in 1990, and in 1991, Babangida instigated intra party squabbles to find excuse to ban 12 of the candidates participating in the governorship elections. Candidates replacing the disqualified ones had barely one week to campaign. Elections into the State Assemblies miraculously held without too much acrimony, followed shortly afterwards by elections into the National Assembly. In all the elections, known individuals strongly against Babangida or the military in power were sidelined, banned, or hounded into exile, prominent among whom were Ibrahim Tahir of the NPN, Sam Mbakwe, Chris Okolie, Wahab Dosumu, Ebenezer Babatope, etc. Allegation of massive rigging was invoked on 17 November, 1992, to ban Adamu Ciroma and Shehu Musa Yar Adua, who had emerged from party primaries as presidential candidates for the NRC and the SDP respectively, and 21 other presidential aspirants, (including Chief Arthur Nzeribe, Chief Olu Falae, Alhaji Lateef Jakande and Alhaji Umar Shinkafi), from participating in the scheduled August 1992 presidential election, and all other future elections. The trick was that Babangida was gradually narrowing the field of potential presidential materials to himself. Remember that Babangida had promised Yar Adua the Presidency when Yar Adua helped to actualize the 1985 coup that brought Babangida to power. The ban did not go down well with the political elite in general, and particularly with Yar Adua who had assumed he would take over leadership from Babangida. With the ban, Babangida once again postponed his handing over date from October 1st 1992, to Dec 5, 1992. Soon after, Babangida mandated the National Electoral Commission (NEC), to conduct the presidential primaries of the political parties, and he again fixed a new date of January 3, 1993, for the handing over of the reigns of power to a civilian government. Bribery, thuggery, rigging, ethnic cleavages, etc., ruined the NEC supervised political parties’ presidential primaries, resulting in the dissolution of party executives, who were replaced by Sole Administrators, and National Coordinators. Handing over date was once again postponed to August 27, 1993. Baba Gana Kingibe, who was the SDP chairman before the dissolution of the party executives, and was then supposed to be managing the affairs of Yar Adua, was alleged to have received Babangida’s backing and financial support to aspire as presidential candidate obviously to cause confusion in Yar Adua’s political camp. Kingibe pasted his campaign posters all over the place, causing bad blood between himself and Yar Adua, which spilled into the Jos SDP convention of 1993. In the meantime, Babangida was busy creating anarchy in the ranks of the politicians by introducing his modified open ballot system, and insisting that presidential aspirants go through tedious ward, local government, and state congresses. This eventually produced two presidential aspirants for each of the states, plus two for the FCT, and the unwieldy 62 presidential aspirants had to go through further elimination processes, at various national congresses, before the Jos (SDP), and Port-Harcourt (NRC), conventions of 1993. Several irregularities were observed at the party conventions and a lot of money changed hands. Alhaji Bashir Tofa for the NRC, and Bashorun M.K.O Abiola for the SDP, emerged as the presidential flag bearers. Babangida who was unhappy that progress was being made in the presidential election process was further pissed-off when his nominee, Pascal Bafyau, the ex-NLC president, as Abiola’s running mate, (to spy on and undermine Abiola), was rejected by Abiola. Abiola also upset Yar Adua’s calculations, by not accepting Abubakir Atiku as his running mate, and choosing Baba Gana Kingibe instead. Of course, the emergence at last of promising presidential candidates for both parties was not a very palatable option for Abacha too who was still nursing the dream to succeed Babangida although pretending to be on the side of Babangida. Abacha misled Babangida to think of him as a possible ally, so the scene was set for Babangida to feel that if he annulled the election, he would have the support of Abacha, Yar Adua and other perceived, powerful enemies of Abiola, including a leading traditional ruler in the South-West. Babangida, in his determination to scuttle the presidential election at all cost, promulgated Decree 13, forbidding the presidential flag bearers of the two political parties from doing anything whatsoever that would influence members of the public to vote for them at the election scheduled for June 12 1993. Then Babangida empowered NEC to disqualify any of the candidates at will, and as a (final) fall back strategy, to scuttle our democratic dream, he set up his Association for Better Nigeria (ABN) party, using Senator Arthur Nzeribe as proxy. On June 10, 1993, at the unholy hour of 9.30 pm, late Justice Ikpeme, who was appointed a few days earlier and hurriedly transferred from Lagos to Abuja, granted a court order to the ABN, restraining the NEC Chairman Humphrey Nwosu, from conducting the Presidential election on June 12, 1993. The Director of the United States Information Service (USIS) in Nigeria at the time, Mr. O’Brien, warned that the US government would not be happy if the June 12 election was cancelled. Babangida panicked, and although he declared O’Brien persona non grata and ordered him out of the country in his personal interest, Babangida allowed Nwosu to go ahead with the election. The election was adjudged by the international and local observers monitoring it and by the two political parties involved, as the fairest and freest in the history of Nigeria. By the evening of June 14 1993, more than 50% of the election results had been authenticated and released by NEC, showing that SDP’s Moshood Abiola had swept the polls. To everyone’s surprise, Babangida suddenly ordered NEC not to release any more results. On June 23, 1993, Babangida gave an unsigned statement to Nduka Irabor, his press secretary, announcing the cancellation of the presidential election on the radio. The unsigned statement was a strategy to allow Babangida to deny its authenticity, should Nigeria begin to boil over the announcement. Nigerians had become too hungry and docile to react. Babangida annulled the June12 election entirely on his own, based on his selfish, personal agenda to rule indefinitely. Before annulling the election, he rallied the connivance and support of some critical Emirs and a leading Yoruba traditional ruler known to be antagonistic to Abiola’s political ambition, and the signatures of a bunch of political and military apologists (or jobbers), tagged the G-34, on a document entitled ‘Peace Pact,’ in endorsement of his annulment of the June 12, 1993, elections. The G-34 comprised of the following members of the military junta and leaders of the two political parties, the SDP and the NRC: Admiral Augustus Aikhomu, Chief Earnest Shonekan who eventually headed Babangida’s contraption called the Interim National Government (ING), General Shehu Musa Yar’ardua, Alhaji Sule Lamido, Alhaji Adamu Ciroma, Amb. Dele Cole, Chief Tony Anenih, Chief Jim Nwobodo, Brig-Gen David A. B Mark, Alhaji Abubakar Rimi, Alhaji Olusola Saraki, Chief Dapo Sarumi, Chief Joseph Toba, Chief Bola Afonja, Dr. Hammed Kusamotu, Dr. Okechukwu Odunze, Prof. Eyo Ita, Y. Anka, Alhaji Bashir Dalhatu, Chief Tom Ikimi, Barrister Joe Nwodo (who signed with reservations) , Dr. Bawa Salka, Alhaji Abba Murtala Mohammed, Alhaji Abdulrahman Okene, Lt. Gen Joshua Dongoyaro, Lt. Gen Aliyu Mohammed Gusau, Brig-Gen John Shagaya, Brig-Gen Anthony Ukpo, Halilu A. Maina, Alhaji Bawa Salka, Mr. Amos Idakula, Mr. Theo Nikire, Alhaji A. Ramalan, Alhaji A. Mohammed. Many of these traitors are still making decisions for Nigeria today. Babangida’s military constituency, by and large, was against the annulment. Abacha saw his opportunity to act, and with the backing of the armed forces of Nigeria, warned Babangida that he would be entirely on his own after the August 27, 1993, handing over date. Babangida in fear, concocted and swore in an illegal arrangement he called the Interim National Government, ING, to take over office from August 27, 1993. After swearing in his ING on August 26, 1993, Babangida who was supposed to be pulled out of the army in the military tradition, played all sorts of pranks to delay the event from 11.am to 1.00pm and then to 3.00pm, when the Nigerian army removed Babangida’s guards from the Eagle Square to warn him that his time was up. There is this strong allegation among the rank and file of the armed forces, and members of the defense correspondence of our newspapers attached to the seat of power, that Babangida arranged, in the last couple of weeks before leaving office, for several armoured vehicle loads of newly printed naira notes to be delivered daily to his new Minna palatial abode obviously with the connivance of Abacha, perhaps as his mentor’s retirement benefit. Abacha and Babangida had several serious financial problems with Abiola but one of them takes the cake. It was over some foreign war booty amounting to US$215m. It is alleged that Babangida had asked Abiola to help launder it when Babangida was in office but Abiola was not interested. Babangida allegedly side-stepped Abiola and eventually prevailed upon a member of Abiola’s family in the custom of family friendship, to rescue the situation. Then the person suddenly died. It is further alleged that Abiola was asked to return the money and he truthfully and honestly said he knew noting about it and even if there was such a thing, he had no authority over the matter. Then he was asked to pressurize the children of the deceased to play ball. Abiola refused, arguing that he had no legal or moral right to do so. The kids of the deceased wanted Abiola released but Abiola was too principled to succumb to blackmail so the powers that be decided early after his arrest, that he would die in detention for declaring himself president. The Gulf war oil windfall is Babangida’s often-referenced loot. Abacha set up a panel headed by the highly respected economist, Pius Okigbo, in October, 1994, to reorganize the CBN. Okigbo’s panel discovered that $12.2 billion of the $12.4 billion accruable from the Gulf War excess crude oil sales was frittered away or unaccounted for, through nebulous or phantom projects that could not be traced. Only $206 million was left in the account. According to Okigbo, “disbursements were clandestinely undertaken while the country was openly reeling with crushing external debt overhead. These represent, no matter the initial justification for creating the account, a gross abuse of public trust. “ When Obasanjo in 2001, decided to look quietly into the missing NNPC’s US$12.2 billion Gulf war oil windfall linked to Babangida, it was found that the documents pertaining to the fraud had disappeared from the volts of the Central Bank. The brilliant, highly respected economist, Pius Okigbo who handled the investigations into the scam had private copies. Before he could deliver, he insisted on travelling to London against strong, wise, private, counsel, and he was wasted. Other members of the Okigbo panel had copies of the report anyway and were still alive. Government miraculously found the CBN documents when it suited it, and aspects of the documents concerning IBB, were published during the threat by members of the House of Representatives to impeach President Obasanjo in July, 2005, because of speculations that IBB was one of the Northern elites fanning the plot. Babangida was ruthless in the way he amassed his colossal wealth. First is the illegal self-allocation of free oil, sold on the spot market. Then he initiated the corrupt culture of maintaining a huge monthly security vote virtually as personal pocket money. Rather than repair our refineries, let alone to work at maximum capacity, IBB built private refineries in Cote d’Ivoire and the Republic of Benin, where he took our crude to refine and sell back to us as fuel. John Fashanu, in a private investigation published in African Confidential early in Obasanjo’s current regime, discovered an alleged $6 billion debt buy-back scam by IBB between 1988 and 1993. Another $14.4 billion disappeared into off shore accounts as currency stabilization and debt buy-back scheme that actually cost $2.5 billion. One of the front-companies used, Growth Management, based in London, bought the debt for 10 cents per dollar and resold to the government at 45 cents to steal 35 cents per dollar. Fashanu was trying to recover about $17 billion for the Nigerian government only for the CBN to say they had no records of the deals. The records are out there abroad but cleaned out at home to conceal the (theft) deals. The Wolfsberg Principles, an initiative of 11 banks and institutions across the world to fight serious international financial crimes, traced another $3 billion of our stolen money to Babangida’s accounts abroad, and $4.3 billion to Abacha’s. Although Babangida used mostly fictitious names for his numerous accounts abroad, EFCC could zero in on some of the accounts by following up on the dusts raised early in 2003 over the financing of a leading Nigerian telecommunications project in which Babangida is alleged to own 75% shares. Mohammed fronts for his father on the authentic board of the company. Those claiming to have borrowed from foreign banks in the heat of the EFCC’s revelations at the time have not identified the collateral or sortie used. Documents on the loan supposed to have been granted on 9 February, 2001, was dated 28 August, 2006. The original ‘loan’ letter has not been presented. Apparently, Paribas Bank, based in Paris, was managing a slush fund from which investments in excess of US$400 million was made to buy into Alcatel, (the telecommunications’ partner technical partners), Bouygues Telecoms, Peugeot and Total finaelf. Alcatel and Parabel National of France were worried at the time that their invoices for the telecom project were being inflated to launder funds by the supposed private owners of the sources of funds and that private cheques were being issued to finance the staggering project without recourse to borrowing from banks. They suspected illegal laundering of funds and threatened to withdraw collaboration on the project while alerting Interpol to investigate the sources of the private cheques being issued to finance the project. IBB could not participate in Obasanjo’s 2003, inauguration ceremonies, because he was allegedly out of the country sorting out the Interpol queries on the Alcatel’s slush account alert, at the time. Even now, the telecoms’ financing details through Siemens etc, could be investigated by the EFCC tracing ghost cheques to issuing private sources of funds and their local and international banks to unravel possible laundering of funds. Luscious contracts for the construction of Abuja were awarded to front-companies of his and his cronies, including Julius Berger and Arab Contractors that between them virtually single-handedly handled the construction of the new Federal Capital. The security danger of foreign companies solely constructing a country’s capital and having access to its structural secrets, including possible Presidential underground escape routes and military arsenal volts, is mind boggling to say the least, but that is an issue for another day. The largest, most prestigious housing estate in Alexandra, Egypt’s leading holiday resort town, is alleged to belong to Babangida. Even Egyptians cannot afford his rent, which is alleged to be in dollars. All his tenants are rich foreigners and the staff of multi-national companies operating in Alexandra. The estate is alleged to have its own airport, which Babangida uses when he visits. Babangida is alleged to own several other housing estates around the world, including houses on Bishop Avenue in London. He uses his London houses, it is alleged, as guest houses or gifts for people on his compromise list. He is considered generous with gifts of cars with their boots stuffed with naira notes when he wants some jobs done. Perhaps you would want to join me to play the prude accountant, generous with figures. Let’s pretend that Babangida was a General throughout his service years in the Nigerian army. Again let’s assume he spent 30 years in the army and was paid N100,000 monthly (actually, salaries of Generals were less than N10,000 a month until recently) and he saved every kobo of his salary. He would be worth about N35,000,000 plus interest in the bank today. But Babangida’s 50 bedroom palatial abode in Minna is alleged to be conservatively worth billions of naira and he does not owe any bank on it. In 2003, he threw a wedding party for his first daughter, which numbed the nation. Some 28 governors were in attendance, and in June 2004, he treated us to another dream-like political carnival during his son’s wedding. No one dared to ask where the money came from to set up such a palatial abode or scandalous and intimidating wedding carnivals in our jungle of abject poverty and hunger. Nigerians revelled in the lavish show of shame, hoodwinked by the audacity, the sumptuous food, the ambience, the vulgarity….. At least we saw our fellow Nigerians (albeit a handful of them), living it up on the money that could have guaranteed millions of Nigerians, active, regular employment indefinitely. Almost all the principal characters involved in leadership tussles with Babangida since 1985, Abiola, Yar Adua, Idiagbon and even Abacha, have all died through induced cardiac arrest, lethal injection, poisoned food, gassed telephone handset, etc, etc, and my fear is whether Nigeria would survive the Godfather himself? — with Obot Etuk.

Friday, May 23, 2014

Atlanta International Soccer Fest Benefiting SOS Children's Villages

Atlanta International Soccer Fest Benefiting SOS Children's Villages The international community, the Consulate General of Brazil in Atlanta, the Atlanta Silver-backs, and SOS Children’s Villages are coming together for a one day tournament and festival to celebrate Atlanta’s multi-national soccer community and the upcoming 2014 FIFA World Cup in Brazil. WHEN June 7, 2014 Games start at 8:00 AM WHERE Atlanta Silverbacks Park 3200 Atlanta Silverbacks Way Atlanta, GA 30340 WHAT A one-day 7v7 tournament. Teams will play up to three round-robin games during the day, and the semi-final and championship games will take place in the afternoon prior to the Silverbacks last home game of the Spring season. The Awards Ceremony for the top finishers will take place during halftime of the Silverbacks game. WHO The tournament is open to the entire Atlanta community including businesses, bi-lateral chambers of commerce, consulates, cultural organizations, soccer clubs, and any other teams that wish to play. ENTRY FEES Adult Teams - $1,150 Youth Teams - $700 If you register by May 1, you will receive a $100 discount for adults and $50 discount for youth! Entry fee includes: Tournament registration, game day T-shirts and gift bags, as well as 20 tickets to the Atlanta Silverbacks game that evening. Additional Silverbacks tickets are available to purchase at a discounted price. Each team is allowed a maximum of 15 players. All proceeds benefit SOS Children’s Villages. REGISTER The final entry deadline in May 17. OTHER ACTIVITIES In addition to the tournament, there will be fun for the whole family! Stay tuned for a list of additional vendors and fun family activities taking place at Silverbacks Park throughout the day. QUESTIONS If you have any questions, or would like more information about the event or how to become a corporate sponsor, please visit the website or contact Lora Sodini. AISF 2014 partners include the German American Chamber of Commerce of the Southern United States, Inc. and the Goethe-Zentrum Atlanta. ABOUT SOS CHILDREN'S VILLAGES SOS Children’s Villages is the world’s largest organization dedicated to vulnerable children. Since 1949, SOS has created stable, loving families for orphaned and abandoned children. With a presence in 133 countries, SOS is raising 80,000 children in more than 500 villages, including the US. Through outreach programs, SOS reaches more than 1 million people every year. #sos #bringbackourgirls #worldcup2014 #africansindmix #events #listing #children #fifa #brazil #atlanta #georgia

German Opera I: Beginnings to Mid-19th Century

German Opera I: Beginnings to Mid-19th Century Apr 9, 2014 6:00 PM - Jun 18, 2014 6:00 PM | Atlanta, GA Discover the fascinating world of German opera ! No opera knowledge required! Course taught in English! The goal of this course is to make opera novices more comfortable with German opera and to introduce something new to those already possessing some exposure to this subject. After establishing what exactly is "German opera," this class will chronologically move through examples of the genre, beginning in the early 18th century and ending in the mid-20th century. The central focus throughout will be the operas themselves; the course will also place these works within the context of German and Central European history, society, and culture. By jointly listening to excerpts and viewing video productions during class time, students will learn what to listen for and ways to appreciate these operas. This course will also show examples of how German opera has been used in both film and commercials. No pre-existing musical knowledge is necessary. The course will be taught in English. All course materials, including English translations of the operas' texts, will be provided. Please note: This course will meet 5 or 6 times, respectively, followed by a three-week break; the final two/three sessions will be held between June 8 and 22, 2014. 1 session per week 2.5 hours per session plus 15 min. break April 9 - June 18, 2014; Wednesdays, 6:00 pm - 8:45 pm OR Sundays 4 - 6:46 pm Goethe-Zentrum Atlanta Fee: $300 +1 (404) 892-2388

The 11th Husband

The 11th Husband A young man married a beautiful woman who had previously divorced 10 husbands. On their wedding night, she told her new husband to "Please be gentle; I'm still a Virgin ". "What?" said the puzzled groom. "How can that be if you've been married ten times?" "Well, husband #1 was a Sales Representative; he kept telling me how great it was going to be. "Husband #2 was in Software Services; he was never really sure how it was supposed to function; but he said he'd look into it and get back to me. "Husband #3 was from Field Services; he said that everything checked out diagnostically but he just couldn't get the system up. "Husband #4 was in Telemarketing; even though he knew he had the order, he didn't know when he would be able to deliver. "Husband #5 was an Engineer, he understood the basic process but he wanted three years to research, implement, and design a new state of the-art method. "Husband #6 was from Administration; he thought he knew how but he wasn't sure whether it was his job or not. "Husband #7 was in Marketing; although he had a product, he was never sure how to position it... "Husband #8 was a Psychiatrist; all he did was talk about it. "Husband #9 was a Gynecologist; all he did was look at it. "Husband #10 was a Stamp Collector; all he ever did was lick it..... God I miss him. "But now that I've married you, I'm so excited." "Wonderful",said the husband, "but why?" "You're with the GOVERNMENT! This time I KNOW I'm gonna get screwed."

Super Freakalicious!!!

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Thursday, May 22, 2014

Yasiin Bey (aka Mos Def) Canceled Upcoming U.S. Tour

Yasiin Bey (aka Mos Def) has canceled his upcoming U.S. tour over immigration issues barring him from coming back to the 50 states, reports All Hip Hop. A statement posted on one of the organizers' website last week announced the scrapped shows. "We regret to inform you that due to immigration / legal issues Yasiin Bey is unable to enter back into the United States and his upcoming U.S. tour has been canceled, including May 15th, Together Boston's show at The Wilbur Theatre. Individual ticket refunds for this show are available at point of sale." Bey moved to South Africa last year. He recently spoke to Rolling Stone magazine about relocating. "I lived in Brooklyn 33 years of my life. I thought I'd be buried in that place. And around seven years ago, I was like, you know, 'I gotta go, I gotta leave,'" he shared. "It's very hard to leave. And I lived in a lot of places. Central America. North America. Europe for a while. And I came to Cape Town in 2009 and it just hit me. I was like, 'Yeah.' I know when a good vibe gets to you. And, you know, I thought about this place every day from when I left." In May 2013, Bey, whose birth name is Dante Terrell Smith, made the official move with the help of friend/manager Abdi Hussein (aka Whosane). "So, I came and I said I'm not leaving, I'm staying," continued the 40-year-old lyricist. "And I'm not here just for like middle class comfort, you know. Sure, it's a beautiful place, you got the ocean, the mountain, the botanical garden, the beautiful people, the history, the culture, the struggle and everything — maaan, let me tell you something, for a guy like me, who had five or six generations not just in America but in one town in America, to leave America, things gotta be not so good with America." It is unclear what kind of discrepancies are holding up his re-entry into the U.S. #AFRICANSINDMIX #EVENTS #LISTING #classified #worldcup2014 #bringbackourgirls

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

African-American Music

African-American music is rooted in the typically polyrhythmic music of the ethnic groups of Africa, specifically those in the Western, Sahelean, and Sub-Saharan regions. African oral traditions, nurtured in slavery, encouraged the use of music to pass on history, teach lessons, ease suffering, and relay messages. The African pedigree of African-American music is evident in some common elements: call and response, syncopation, percussion, improvisation, swung notes, blue notes, the use of falsetto, melisma, and complex multi-part harmony. During slavery, Africans in America blended traditional European hymns with African elements to create spirituals. Many African Americans sing "Lift Every Voice and Sing" in addition to the American national anthem, "The Star-Spangled Banner", or in lieu of it. Written by James Weldon Johnson and John Rosamond Johnson in 1900 to be performed for the birthday of Abraham Lincoln, the song was, and continues to be, a popular way for African Americans to recall past struggles and express ethnic solidarity, faith, and hope for the future. The song was adopted as the "Negro National Anthem" by the NAACP in 1919. Many African-American children are taught the song at school, church or by their families. "Lift Ev'ry Voice and Sing" traditionally is sung immediately following, or instead of, "The Star-Spangled Banner" at events hosted by African-American churches, schools, and other organizations. In the 19th century, as the result of the blackface minstrel show, African-American music entered mainstream American society. By the early 20th century, several musical forms with origins in the African-American community had transformed American popular music. Aided by the technological innovations of radio and phonograph records, ragtime, jazz, blues, and swing also became popular overseas, and the 1920s became known as the Jazz Age. The early 20th century also saw the creation of the first African-American Broadway shows, films such as King Vidor's Hallelujah, and operas such as George Gershwin's Porgy and Bess. Rock and roll, doo wop, soul, and R&B developed in the mid-20th century. These genres became very popular in white audiences and were influences for other genres such as surf. During the 1970s, the dozens, an urban African-American tradition of using rhyming slang to put down one's enemies (or friends), and the West Indian tradition of toasting developed into a new form of music. In the South Bronx the half speaking, half singing rhythmic street talk of "rapping" grew into the hugely successful cultural force known as hip hop.

African-American culture

African-American culture, also known as black culture, in the United States refers to the cultural contributions of African Americans to the culture of the United States, either as part of or distinct from American culture. The distinct identity of African-American culture is rooted in the historical experience of the African-American people, including the-middle Passage. The culture is both distinct and enormously influential to American culture as a whole. African-American culture is rooted in Africa. It is a blend of chiefly sub-Saharan African and Sahelean cultures. Although slavery greatly restricted the ability of Americans of African descent to practice their cultural traditions, many practices, values, and beliefs survived and over time have modified or blended with white culture and other cultures such as that of Native Americans. There are some facets of African-American culture that were accentuated by the slavery period. The result is a unique and dynamic culture that has had and continues to have a profound impact on mainstream American culture, as well as the culture of the broader world. Elaborate rituals and ceremonies were a significant part of African Culture. West Africans believed that spirits dwelled in their surrounding nature. From this disposition, they treated their surroundings with mindful care. Africans also believed spiritual life source existed after death. They believed that ancestors in this spiritual realm could then mediate between the supreme creator and the living. Honor and prayer was displayed to these “ancient ones", the spirit of those past. West Africans also believed in spiritual possession. In the beginning of the eighteenth century Islam began to spread across North Africa; this shift in religion began displacing traditional African spiritual practices. The enslaved Africans brought this complex religious dynamic within their culture to America. This fusion of traditional African beliefs with Christianity provided a common place for those practicing religion in Africa and America. After emancipation, unique African-American traditions continued to flourish, as distinctive traditions or radical innovations in music, art, literature, religion, cuisine, and other fields. 20th-century sociologists, such as Gunnar Myrdal, believed that African Americans had lost most cultural ties with Africa. But, anthropological field research by Melville Herskovits and others demonstrated that there has been a continuum of African traditions among Africans of the Diaspora. The greatest influence of African cultural practices on European culture is found below the Mason-Dixon line in the American South. For many years African-American culture developed separately from European-American culture, both because of slavery and the persistence of racial discrimination in America, as well as African-American slave descendants' desire to create and maintain their own traditions. Today, African-American culture has become a significant part of American culture and yet, at the same time, remains a distinct cultural body.

RELIGION NOT A YARDSTICK FOR GOOD GOVERNANCE

"What will the preference for governor of one faith over the other even benefit us?Will it give one religion roads that the other faith can not use?will it give them schools that children from other faiths cannot attend or will it bring water that only one faith can drink?does hunger know your faith? Maybe we should begin to have Christian money and Muslim money,and in blood banks,when life is being threatened,may be we should begin to have christian blood and Muslim blood"............. High time we woke up from slumber and remove the mentality siege we placed on ourselves on the issue of religion.Like Gov Fashola opined,"does hunger know your faith?".what we need in this country is good governance not religion-based politics. Gov.Babatunde Raji Fashola Governor of Lagos State Nigeria

WORDS FROM A FATHER TO A SON ABOUT MARRIAGE

1. My son, if you keep spending on a woman and she never asked you if you’re saving or investing, and she keeps enjoying the attention, don’t marry her. 2. My son, a woman could be a good wife to you, some could be a good mother to your children but if you’ve found a woman like a mother to you, your children and your family, please don’t let her go. 3. My son, don’t confine the position of your wife to the kitchen, where did you get that from? Even in our days, we had farm-lands where they worked every morning . . . that was our office. 4. My son, if I tell you that you’re the head of the house, don’t look at your pocket; look if you will see a smile on your wife’s face. 5. My son, if you want to have a long life, let your wife be in-charge of your salary, it will be difficult for her to spend it when she’s aware of the home needs and bills to pay but if it’s in your care, she will keep you asking even when all has been spent. 6. My son, don’t ever beat your woman, the pain in her body is nothing to be compared to the wound on her heart and that means you may be in trouble living with a wounded woman. 7. My son, now that you’re married, if you live a bachelor kind of life with your wife, you will soon be single again. 8. My son, in our days, we had many wives and many children because of our large farm-lands and many harvests, there are hardly any land for farming anymore, so embrace your woman closely. 9. My son, under the cocoa tree that I did meet your mother could be your eateries and restaurants of nowadays, but remember, the closet thing we did there was to embrace each other. 10. My son, don’t be carried away when you start making more money, instead of spending on those tiny legs that never knew how hard you worked to get it, spend it on that woman that stood by you all along. 11. My son, when I threw little stones or whistled at the window of your mother father’s house, to call her out, it was not for sex, it was because I missed her so much. 12. My son, remember, when you say your wife has changed, there could be something you’ve stopped doing too. 13. My son, your mother, Asake rode the bicycle with me before I bought that tortoise car outside there, any woman that won’t endure with you in your little beginning should not enjoy your riches. 14. My son, don’t compare your wife to any woman, there are ways she’s enduring you too and has she ever compared you to any man? 15. My son, there is this thing you people call feminism, well, if a woman claim to have equal right with you in the house, divide all the bills into two equal parts, take one part and ask her to start paying the other part. 16. My son, I met your mother a virgin and I took more yams to her father, if you don’t meet your wife a virgin, don’t blame her, what I didn’t tell you is that our women had prestige. 17. My son, I didn’t send your sisters to school because I was foolish like many to think a female child won’t extend my family name, please don’t make that mistake, the kind of female achievers I see nowadays has made the male-gender an ordinary tag. 18. My son, your mother have once locked up the cloth I was wearing and almost tore it because she was angry, I did not raise my hand to beat her because of a day like this, so that I can be proud to tell you that I never for once beat your mother. 19. My son, in our days, our women had more of natural beauty, though I wouldn’t lie to you, some had minor painting of their appellation mostly on their arms, the ones you people now call tattoo, but don’t forget that they didn’t expose any part of their body like your women of nowadays. 20. My son, your mother and I are not interested in what happens in your marriage, try to handle issues without always coming to us. 21. My son, remember I bought your mother’s first sewing machine for her, help your wife achieve her dreams just as you’re pursuing yours. 22. My son, don’t stop taking care of me and your mother, it’s a secret of growing old and having children to take care of you too. 23. My son, pray with your family, there is a tomorrow you don’t know, talk to God that knows everything, everyday. .

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Two Million People Back Home!

In what has been described as the biggest peacetime movement of people since World War II, South Sudan has received nearly two million returnees from the North since its independence in July 2011. 
Two million people back home!
In the blaze of harsh sunlight, rickety beds and suitcases are everywhere, scattered outside in the brainnumbing heat. Some cases lie open, piled with crumpled clothes. There are dusty TVs, a forlorn teddy bear, and people on mats under mosquito nets. But despite tough conditions, life goes on. A woman has just given birth, a family boils water for tea, and cooking and washing is being done.
This is a way-station on the outskirts of Juba, South Sudan’s capital, in the world’s newest country. Over 1,300 returnees wait here, often for weeks, with all their worldly possessions, before moving on to other places where they will settle. Nearly two million people have returned home to their motherland since South Sudan gained independence in July 2011, seceding from Sudan, its northern neighbour. “This is the biggest peacetime movement of population since World War II,” Anne Bennett, who works for Radio Miraya, a local UN network, says.
Many of the returnees coming from Sudan arrive by bus or truck. Others use the train or barges down the Nile River. Travel in such an isolated country – larger than France with few roads, across flat swampland that regularly floods – is no mean feat. Some have never even been to South Sudan before, but they have chosen to return to their ancestral land despite the hardships of starting a new life in a war-ravaged country with no infrastructure.
In a peace deal, signed in 2005, Africa’s longest civil war finally ended and Khartoum agreed to a six-year interim period, before holding a referendum when southerners could vote for their independence. An almost unanimous 99% chose to secede. Since Britain and Egypt created Sudan’s borders, the North and South have never felt joined in this vast country, once Africa’s largest: they have a different culture, religion, and ethnicity. South Sudan is rich in resources – especially oil – but the North has always exploited the South and kept the region undeveloped.
It was, however, the attempt to impose Sharia law and refusing the South its right to self-determination that caused the rebel army, the SPLA, to split from the Sudan armed forces in 1983. Since the signing of the peace accord, people have returned from where they fled during the war. It is recorded that 1,917,200 have returned – with 135,000 arriving last year alone. It has been a colossal undertaking –transporting people as well as all their possessions – with ongoing insecurity hindering travel and the few roads that exist completely impassable during the rainy season. The borders were closed between North and South because of ongoing disagreements flaring up again, leaving people stranded; some for over a year. People at the way-station describe the problems of illness and a lack of food while they travelled south, but explain why they came:
“I lived in Khartoum for 20 years,” Kate Moryal, one returnee, says. “Life there, in many ways, is better. It’s hard here but this is my country.”
Her friend, Rose Zakaria, says: “We face an unknown future. This is a new nation starting from scratch but we hope things will improve.” She adds that she wants to help build the country and raise her children on their own land. The decision to move, however, is a giant undertaking. The journey is long and families often become separated.
The journeys by barge are especially arduous, with people living in cramped conditions for weeks, so disease easily spreads. And some fall overboard and drown. “Often female-headed households, or even child-headed, make this journey alone having lost their family through war,” says Maria Ferrante from UNHCR, the UN refugee agency. At least initially returnees are hosted by their relatives. “I was separated during the war from my parents. I didn’t even know if they were still alive. But when I returned I found them,” Cecilia Kiden, one returnee, now living in Bunj town in Maban county, says jubilantly. “As the buses and barges arrive people break into song. It’s incredibly emotional as families are reunited.”
Her neighbour, Lidia Abdulay, returned from Khartoum in March last year. The government of South Sudan set April 2012 as the deadline for southerners living in the North to regularise their status. “I did not want to be left in the North. In Khartoum you clear the land to build a house; only to be moved on, but here you are free to stay,” Abdulay observes. A visit to the government’s Return and Reintegration Committee (RRC) office reveals how the South Sudan authorities are dealing with the influx of returnees.
The manager, Alex, a returnee himself, says: “In Khartoum the police arrest you for no reason, they put you in gaol for days and then demand money. Life without freedom is impossible.” A lot of hope comes with a new nation because the returnees face many challenges. South Sudan is achingly poor with no services, economy or trade. Illiteracy is high with few schools, and what schools there are mainly consist of classes held under trees. Even the dilapidated new capital, Juba – a garrison town during the war – has no sewage system and limited piped water.
One of the biggest obstacles for returnees is getting a job. Samin Deng Ngong fled to Darfur during the war, but has now returned to Maper Akot, a village in Northern Bahr El Ghazal. “In Darfur, I was a guard, but I can’t find a job here,” he says. Coupled with this are the challenges of high living expenses. Border closures have led to soaring food and fuel prices, both of which have to be imported, mainly from Uganda and Kenya.
The World Food Programme estimates that over 2.4 million people in South Sudan rely on food aid. Seasonal floods also destroy crops. Disease is another problem, exacerbated by the lack of clean water and flooding. “Diarrhoea and malaria are big killers here because there is no healthcare,” Kate-Louise Howard, a Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) nurse working in Aweil told New African. A mother, cradling her painfully-thin child, tells me that the MSF provides the area’s only decent hospital.
Some returnees come home only to be called traitors because they did not stay and fight. “While living in Khartoum, I was labelled an ‘Abd’ [a derogatory Arab word for southerners meaning slave], and now I’m home I’m still different,” Ngor Akol Jongkor, a nurse in the hospital, says.
Language is a hurdle because English is the newborn country’s official language, but many returnees speak only Arabic after life in Khartoum. Land is the key to the returnees starting a new life, but the issue remains sensitive. The ease of land allocation depends on the area in which one settles, and South Sudan is a widely diverse, complex country. The government says that returnees should return to their place of origin, but with no effective justice system this is hard to implement. “Here, chiefs are the law,” Mary says, a returnee living in Bor. Mary has created a small livelihood for herself by building a coffee shop under plastic sheeting, but has since been told she has to move.
“Displaced forever, that’s how life is here,” she continues. I visit one returnee community in Maduany, on the outskirts of Aweil where 8,500 people live temporarily, waiting to be permanently settled. “We can’t farm until we are given land,” Achela Garang says. The plan is to move them to Rumtit, far from Aweil town, with no water, healthcare, schools or roads. “We became used to city life in Khartoum so we wanted to settle in a town, not in the middle-of-nowhere, without services,” Achela continues. Many returnees, although born in the bush, have been urbanised living in the diaspora.
Land allocation has to be carefully handled because the influx of returnees exerts pressure on already scarce resources (such as water and firewood) in host communities, and this can cause conflict, as there is a reluctance to share resources with returnees. There has been a mass influx of refugees along the border between South Sudan and Sudan – where about 175,000 now live in camps – as fighting continues in the north. Maban’s camps have 115,000 refugees from Sudan’s Blue Nile state, who fled the conflict in 2011. Flying in on one of the WFP helicopters (the only way in for foreigners) shows white tarpaulin tents, with the distinctive blue UNHCR logo, stretching for miles and miles.
Squelching around the camp, in knee high mud, one lady tells me how she escaped her village after her home had been torched by rebels armed by Khartoum. She travelled for two months to get here – on foot – with seven children.
Abdala Bous, another refugee, spent years in a refugee camp in Ethiopia, until returning home after peace; only to have to flee again when bombing resumed in 2011 forcing him into yet another refugee camp, this time in South Sudan. On top of the returnees and refugees, South Sudan also sits in the middle of a volatile region so refugees also flood in from neighbouring DRCongo, Uganda, and Ethiopia, and there is huge internal displacement. Last year, 170,000 were displaced in South Sudan where ethnic rivalry is rife (with over 60 ethnic groups), causing returnees to return to bloodshed – often over cattle raids. In Jonglei State, cattle rustling is a centuries old tradition, but bloodier now because pastoralists are armed to the teeth; guns replacing spears. “People are forced to steal cows because of poverty,” Simon Lem, a Dinka man, says. “And with no law enforcement there is nothing to prevent them.”
Jonglei State alone has six ethnic groups, all proud of their warrior traditions, but it is a segment of the Murle ethnic group, led by David Yau Yau, which is destabilising the region. The unrest, however, goes beyond cows. It is about power. Disgruntled former SPLA fighters bicker over who holds the biggest government positions and some believe the government hands out its few resources unevenly, favouring the Dinka (the president’s ethnic group), who had a large role in the war.
After spending time in South Sudan, one quickly realises that the claim to peace is not so simple. One lady says: “The peace is just a piece of paper. The Arabs know in their heart, just as I know in mine that we don’t yet have it.” Outstanding issues of secession still need to be agreed such as citizenship, border demarcation, and the status of the oil-rich border regions of Abyei, South Kordofan, and Blue Nile. There is no doubt that Khartoum has created territorial pawns to bargain for oil cash, such as the spurious land claims. War nearly erupted again over oil, causing a temporary shutdown of the industry; with disastrous economic consequences.
“As long as there are border tensions, money will be spent on the military rather than development,” Lem says. A new nation rich in resources may throw up challenges for its returnees but also poses promises for foreigners who have flooded in for everything from gold to road building. Juba is growing – supermarkets and hotels are being thrown up among the straw huts. And Ugandans, Kenyans, Eritreans and Ethiopians are surging in. One Kenyan waiter in Juba says: “In Kenya, there is a lot of competition so it is hard to find a job. But here they only know how to fight, so there are lots of opportunities.” Mabior Garang De-Mabior, the eldest son of the late SPLA leader, John Garang, believes that despite the country’s potential, the returnees’ hopes have been dashed. “Already?” I ask. “Garang wanted a unified country, with all ethnic groups equal and an end to marginalisation,” Mabior Garang replies. “But the SPLA has failed. It is as if the movement has suffered amnesia. “People say the nation is just over a year old, but the government has had money since peace in 2005, so more progress should have been made.”
Mabior Garang is angry that the central bank is empty in an oil-rich country. “Although our people are starving, they [the government] talk about creating animal-shaped cities costing $10 billion,” he points out.
Yet despite all this, the mass movement of returnees continues like the Nile that flows endlessly through South Sudan. Thousands more are expected to arrive from the North this year. They too will come with hope, and to rebuild their lives in this new nation.

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Things To Teach Your Child(ren)

Here is a list of things you need to teach your child(ren) at early age: 1: Warn your girl child never to sit on anyone's laps no matter the situation including uncles. 2: Avoid getting dressed in front of your child once he/she is 2 years old. Learn to excuse them or yourself. 3. Never allow any adult refer to your child as 'my wife' or 'my husband' 4. Whenever your child goes out to play with friends ...make sure you look for a way to findout what kind of play they do, because young people now sexually abuse themselves. 5. Never force your child to visit any adult he or she is not comfortable with and also be observant if your childbecomes too fond of a particular adult. 6. Once a very lively child suddenly becomes withdrawn you may need to patientlyask lots of questions from your child. 7. Carefully educate your grown ups about the right values of sex . If youdon't, the society will teach them the wrong values. 8: It is always advisable you go through any new material like cartoons you just bought for them before they start seeing it themselves. 9. Ensure you activate parental controls on your cable networks and advice your friends especially those your child(ren) visit(s) often. 10. Teach your 3 year olds how to wash their private parts properly and warn them never to allow anyone touch those areas and that includes you (remember, charity begins from home and with you). 11: Blacklist some materials/associates you think could threaten the sanity of your child (this includes music, movies and even friends and families). 12. Let your child(ren) understand the value of standing out of the crowd. 13: Once your child complains about aparticular person, don't keep quiet about it. Takeup the case and show them you can defend them. Remember, the character and behaviour of your child is moulded.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

www.africansindmix.com

Africansindmix makes it easy to list events and classified ads, meet and socialize with new people through community, shared interests, friend suggestions, browsing profiles, and much more. #africansindmix #www.africansindmix.com #bringbackourgirls #worldcup2014

Monday, May 5, 2014

POETIC INTERCOURSE


I had sex with Poetry last night 
In a dim lit setting that was just right 
Perfect, in every way, was her undress 
And beautiful was her bare nakedness 
Tender were her breast that were lustfully sweet 
Warm was her chest, from where I felt her heartbeat 
Erect were her nipples, stiff and stout 


All of which caused my erectile to stand out 
Beckoning was her navel to sensual serenity 
The perfect center piece of her naked body symmetry 
That was located right above the vulva, which was the remedy 
Of calming the urge manifested in my centermost extremity 
Pre-fuck juices giving the head of my dick a sheen 
Secreted upon visual stimulus, she made me cream 
Then penetrating her centermost cavity, her vaginal source 
Such was the start of our poetic intercourse 


Experiencing what I believed to be a sexual renaissance 
With every thrust, bump, and grind, she moved in response 
Delicious was the feel of her feminine rose 
As we fucked, and recited to each other sensual prose 
In comparison to the movement and feel, there was nothing else 
The fuck faces she made alone, was as much of a turn on as the act itself 


Seamlessly choreographed, ... yet unrehearsed 
As I licked her body, she sucked my soul with poetic verse 
With the lights down low, and a dimness to surround me 
She held on, putting her arms and legs around me 
Time passed, we both looked down, to the goings on about 
In her receptacle, I was churning in and out 
To explain the feeling with words,... I’m at a loss 
As we both watched my shaft dip, like a lobster tail dipped in butter sauce 


Tantalizing her with a quiet fury and force Tasty was the feel of our poetic intercourse. I felt a warm wet sensation, as I felt her body rise The feeling of hot, juicy girl cum, flowing between her thighs 
Her fuck face gave way to scrunched brows, and closed eyes 
Holding me tightly, as I thrust and grind, she gave a faint, feminine cry. 


When her grip relaxed, I let up a bit 
She positioned her left hand on her left tit 
And turned on her stomach, spread her legs, and exposed her loot 
Umm,... the sight of her hairy pussy looked like kiwi fruit 
I mounted her ass, with no thoughts of evasion 
Halfway in, her coochie rose to the occasion


In a sexy voice, she said 'don’t move' 
Then she began to do a pelvic rock, hip swivel groove 
I stood still for a moment, but I had to advance 
And join in, in this doggy style, hip dance 
Lovingly riding her booty like a horse 
Gripped by her lyrical grip in this poetic intercourse 


Positioned for continual G-spot stimulation 
She humped up and down, and did hip gyrations 
Holding both her shoulders, all of me, to her I gave 
And rode Poetry like a boat rides and ocean wave 
The way her head was turned, I could see the shedding of a tear 
Already pressed against her, I put a question in her ear 
Never stopping the fuck, and the feeling to entice 
I asked if she was alright, she said 'yeah baby, the feeling is just 
so nice' 


I kissed the side of her face, as I continued to juice her mound 
And make her booty roll up and down 
Of the bed, she let me know that she was loving` the flavor
By making the sounds a pregnant lady makes when she goes into labor 


I sped up the hip movements, as we made the bed wiggle 
Pumping in and out of her, making her as cheeks jiggle 
Joyfully pleasuring her pussy, with no remorse 
Creaming the cream of dreams in this poetic intercourse 


After ejaculating in an intense manner 
And causing Poetry to gush in an erotic clamor 
I held her, the rest of the night, a hold from which we wouldn’t divorce and verbalized verses of rhyme, capping off our poetic intercourse before I Penetrate Your Soul Let Unique Masturbate Your Mind. 

Saturday, May 3, 2014

African Immigrants Making Headway In USA

Immigration laws may frustrate African immigrants in the USA, but, says Ruben Diaz Jnr, the Bronx Borough president, African immigrants are "here to stay". Africans in Newark, New Jersey, have even won a kind of victory, and made history, with the naming of a street there after Ghana. As Leslie Goffe reports from New York, the naming of "Ghanaian Way" has given pride to Ghanaians and other Africans in Newark, and given life to an area of the city that was known for death.
African Immigrants Making Headway In USA
It’s not every day that a street in the United States is named in honour of an African country. In fact, before Victoria Street in Newark, a city in the state of New Jersey near New York, was re-named “Ghanaian Way” in June, it had never happened before.
“This is a great day for us,” says Edward Nsiah, one of a group of Ghanaians who convinced the city of Newark, which was one of the first big cities in the US to have a black mayor, to name one of its streets after his homeland. “This is an inspiration of what we can do as Ghanaians.”
Thrilled at the honour, and at their growing influence, hundreds of Ghanaians, among them several chiefs and queen mothers, attended the naming ceremony for Ghanaian Way in Newark, a city where thousands of Africans have settled over the past 25 years and where their growing numbers have made them much sought after by politicians.
To court the African vote, a US congressman, a state assemblywoman and several other politicians attended the naming ceremony. Among them was Ras Baraka, the Newark City councilman credited with convincing the city to re-name Victoria Street, the “Ghanaian Way”. It is a street that had been known for its derelict and abandoned buildings but which later became a bustling commercial zone, transformed by Ghanaian restaurants and grocery shops.
“They got ‘Little Chinatown’, ‘Little Italy.’ It’s time for us to celebrate our heritage,” Councilman Baraka, an African-American, told the gathering. “Ghanaian Way is an opportunity to do that.”
Ghanaian Way might not have happened at all, had Ghana not beaten the USA at the 2010 World Cup and jubilant Ghanaian expatriates, drinking beer at a shop in the old Victoria Street, not taken to the streets in celebration.
Threatened with arrest by the Newark police who thought they were rioting, the Ghanaians turned to their councilman, Ras Baraka, who rescued them, and later pressed Newark’s government to name a street in the city in recognition of the Ghanaian contribution to Newark’s economic, cultural and political life.
“From now to forever and eternity,” Baraka declared to the hundreds of Ghanaians who came out to see the new street name unveiled, “this street will be the street of the Ghanaian people in the South Ward of Newark, New Jersey, in the USA.”
A few miles away from Newark’s Ghanaian Way, in New York City, Africans here, too, have been flexing their political muscles and preparing to make history. Rev David Kayode, a Nigerian Baptist priest employed as a counselor by the New York City Department of Homeless Services, is hoping to become the first African-born person elected to public office in New York City.
Kayode, a Democrat, says he wants to be the “voice for the voiceless” in the 28th Council District, an area in Queens, New York, where a small, but growing African population has settled.  “New York City is ready for an African on the City Council,” insists Rev Kayode. “I think it will happen that I will be the first.”
In 1997, Nigerian Emmanuel Onunwor became the first African-born person to be elected to public office in the US when he became the mayor of East Cleveland, Ohio. In 2010, Somalia-born Hussein Samatar became the first African elected to public office in Minnesota, a state where thousands of Somalians have settled, when he won a seat on the Minneapolis school board.
Though the number of Africans in the US has more than quadrupled over the past 20 years from around 400,000 in 1990 to almost 2 million today, thanks in part to an end to restrictive, racially-based US immigration quotas, the numbers of Africans in the New York area is still too small, and dispersed, for them to easily elect one of their own to public office without the support of other groups.
Nigerian Chika Onyeani, publisher of the African-Sun Times, a New York area paper for African expats, says Africans in the US are politically naïve and disorganised and could learn from older immigrant groups from Italy and Ireland, who voted along ethnic lines, and newer immigrants from the Caribbean and Latin America, who regularly elect their own to office.
“We do not have ethnic blocs like the Irish or the Italians that can win elections,” says Onyeani. “We don’t have a ‘Little Africa’.” The problem for Africans who have run for public office in New York in the past, says Onyeani, author of the new book, Why Blacks Can’t Run, is they “speak to Africans alone” and “do not have broad appeal.”
But Sierra Leonean Sidique Wai had broad appeal and broad support when he ran for the New York City Council’s 35th District seat in 2001. Well-liked inside and outside the African community, Wai, the president of the United African Congress, an advocacy group for African immigrants, had the support of New York’s Liberal and Independence parties and a host of other influential groups and individuals. But Wai’s bid for office was derailed by 9/11, which occurred as New Yorkers were preparing to go to the polls.
An African and a Muslim, Wai says anti-immigrant and anti-Islamic feeling meant he had no chance of being elected in New York at that time. “It destroyed my political career completely,” says Wai, who polled only 600 votes, a good 11,000 ballots behind the eventual winner.
A tireless figure, Wai can be found during many evenings and weekends giving lectures on citizenship at one of New York’s 47 African-run mosques.
Africans in New York City are now so politically well-organised, claims Wai, that in 2009 an alliance of African organisations, led by his advocacy group, the United African Congress, convinced Africans to vote as a bloc and help New York’s Mayor Bloomberg win a second term in office in a very close race.
“Every elected official in this country, now realises,” says Wai, “that there is a growing African community all over this country.” Evidence of this can be seen in the Bronx, in New York, the borough where most of the city’s 500,000 or so Africans live. Earlier this year, the Bronx’s borough president, Ruben Diaz Jnr, launched the Bronx African Advisory Council, the first of its kind in the US. It was created to ensure elected officials respond to the concerns of Africans in the Bronx, many of whom are new immigrants from Ghana, Nigeria, and Senegal, finding their way.
But though many are newcomers, they appear to be adjusting well to life in the Bronx. In the Highbridge and Claremont sections of the borough, which some call “Little Africa”, African businesses can be found on most streets. Among them is Papaye Diner, a popular restaurant, and the African Movie Mall, which sells the latest Nollywood DVDs. There are, too, dozens of African travel agencies, real estate firms, and grocery shops in the Bronx.
“Africans have come to our borough and contributed [in the realms of] culture and spirituality,” Bronx Borough president Ruben Diaz Jnr told a New York newspaper recently. African immigrants, he said, are “here to stay.”