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My brother, Wahab Jamiu, was among the passengers kidnapped yesterday on their way to the NYSC camp. His live location stopped sharing along the Onitsha-Owerri Road. No update has been received so far Kindly repost, please. 🙏

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The world is evolving, everything will evolve, food/cooking will evolve as well. It’s time to stop getting worked up because someone put tomato paste in their stew or put butter in their beans. We have to stop.

SHE IS MISSING 💔 Her name is Queenstar Oparebea.. also known as Naa and she stays at labadi,10yrs old girl She’s nowhere to be found for the past 5days. I beg y’all to help RETWEET this wide 🥹🙏🙏🙏 Contact this number incase you see her : +233 50 350 4335

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@elnathan_john Timeless! I read your book in 2020 during very rough early career days and it was so cathartic, it became the highlight of my day, reading it on my way to work and counting down till 5pm so I could continue again on my way home. This book is all I choose to remember in 2020.

Thank you God 🙏🏽 Happy New Year!! 🎊 🍾

I’m sorry about your discomfort. Waist pain on a bad bus is real. But blaming fat people is misdiagnosing the problem — and misdirecting your anger. The issue isn’t that some bodies are larger. The issue is that we’ve built a transport system that assumes a single, narrow version of the human body and then packs everyone into it because there is no alternative. In societies with functional rail systems, wider seats, standing space, predictable schedules, and multiple carriages, people of different sizes coexist without this kind of daily humiliation and resentment. You’re not squeezed because someone is fat; you’re squeezed because the system is broken. Unless the proposed solution is to remove fat people from public life, line them up and shoot into their fat bellies, (or force them to walk everywhere) I don’t see what targeting them achieves. That fat person beside you is also uncomfortable. Many of our parents and grandparents are fat. Many people gain weight with age, pregnancy, illness, or medication. Are they to be banned from public transport? Also, let’s be honest: Nigerians are not built the same way. On average, Nigerians are bigger than many Europeans. Even within Nigeria, southern Nigerians tend to be heavier than Hausa or Fulani populations. Are we going to start designing public life around one body type and treating the rest as a nuisance? What’s troubling is how quickly discomfort turns into cruelty. When we suffer, instead of asking why those in power have failed to provide humane public transport, we turn on the person closest to us, someone with no power to fix the situation. The humane question isn’t “what do we do about fat people?” It’s “why do we keep accepting systems that strip everyone of dignity and then encourage us to fight each other over scraps of space?” If we care about fairness, the target should be poor infrastructure, bad planning, and lack of investment, not other human beings just trying to get to work like you are. We can demand better transport without dehumanising people who are already sharing the same discomfort. And especially if you really are a lawyer, this is something you should think more deeply about.

Dearest B 🦋 @BlehisBack

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Writing this from a place of pain this morning. What is the solution to fat people who take up more space than they should in the bus making it uncomfortable for others ??? I’m so actually so serious and I need fat people to respond. What is the way out? What is the solution?

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What does an accent actually carry—geography, class, aspiration, fear, discipline, history? In this essay, I trace how Hausa, English, Nigerian Pidgin, religion, colonial education, BBC radio, and professional ambition shaped the voice I speak with today. I reflect on code-switching as both a skill and a scar, on symbolic capital in language, on the quiet violence of “sounding right,” and on what it costs to keep passing through different rooms with the same body but different voices. This is a personal story—but it is also about how language quietly disciplines us long before any institution does. Please read: “Posh Wanker, Kaduna Boy: Accents, Shame, and the Strange Geography of Belonging.” elnathanjohn.substack.com/p/posh-wanker-…

Please share "KIDNAP VICTIM IN IBADAN The daughter of our beloved Reverend Dr.Lekan Babatunde, was kidnapped on Thursday, December 4th, 2025, around 8:00 pm, Mrs. Ibukun Otesile, the mother of 2, was kidnapped at the front of her gate at General Gas. foods & sweets We call on HQ Nigerian Army, Nigeria Police Force Civil Society, also on well meaningful Nigerians to share this information with the appropriate quarteraven quarter. Clinic/ Deluxe Oyo State Police Command Eleyele ©Dr.Olamide Olanrewaju. Personal Assistant/Media Aide Outgoing CAN Chairman Oyo State."

I am in a life or death fight with cancer. I want to live. I NEED to live. I’ve cried so much because I desperately want to finish my treatment, but I can’t afford it anymore. I need financial support to finish my treatment. I’m scared, but I’m not giving up. Please help me

Please my baby sister has been kidnapped and I genuinely don’t know what to do. She travelled from Lagos to the east(Nnewi to be precise) and we haven’t heard from her until they called with her number and started demanding for ransom. I’m going crazy, someone please help

I don’t even know how to pretend anymore I’m tired.
Tired in a way that sits in your throat and refuses to go down.
Tired of waking up and whispering ‘God have mercy’ like a reflex.
Tired of wiping tears I didn’t plan for.
Tired of this helplessness that holds your hands behind your back while you watch your own country burn. Every day it’s one senseless k!lling, one kidnapping, one massacre.
Every day another headline that makes your stomach drop.
And we’ve seen it so much that our hearts have started forming scabs we see death and we just sigh because ‘it’s another day as a Nigerian.’ Do you know how dangerous that is? To be so used to tragedy that your body doesn’t even flinch again? I hate this fear that follows me around like a shadow.
I hate this knot in my stomach that never loosens.
I hate that nothing feels well because it isn’t. It’s getting worse.
And the part that breaks me is this creeping realization that maybe maybe there’s no way out.
Maybe we’ll just keep standing here, helpless, watching as this place becomes desolate bit by bit. People used to say the South was ‘safe.’
Safe where? Safe how?
It’s getting close. It’s already here.
They have ruined this country, and we are just trying to survive inside the ruins. God I hate it here

I cannot express how much that "fake it till you make it" mindset actually works! It rewires your brain! Do it however you can, just show up for yourself! Walk away from things that no longer serve you. You don't have to always know what you're doing. Just act like you do!

My heart has been heavy and Ochanya has not left my mind. This poor girl’s spirit is crying for justice. She would have been 20 this year. Her murderers raped her to death and cut her life short, while still walking free. #JusticeForOchanya

When late night work meetings become normal, burnout is on the horizon. Work cultures that ignore boundaries create anxious, exhausted people.

The weekend is no longer enough, I am so tired. Back to the anxiety of spontaneous team calls and meetings.

Somebody Help!!! Our colleague was kidnapped on her way back home to Benin, after the Call to Bar Ceremony in Abuja. Find details attached to this photo. Please, help 🤦‍♂️🙇‍♂️🤲🙏 @NGRPresident @NigerianArmy @BenHundeyin @NigeriapolicePR @CLE_NLS @NigerianBarz

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ATTENTION! ATTENTION! ATTENTION!! Onyesom Peace Udoka, one of our colleagues, was kidnapped on her way home after call to bar. Please kindly pray for her quick rescue and be ready to support, if need be. From gathered information, she was travelling from Abuja back to Benin.

I’m looking to hire excellent professional braiders and hair stylists in Abuja. A minimum of 3 people. Resumption is next week. Salon is located at Wuse 2. If you’re a professional braider in Abuja or you know someone who is, please send me a dm ASAP.

@orethebrave Me every Monday