Saturday 13 January 2018

Dance of Death;Nigeria.



The Chinese have a very wise proverb: Fool me once, shame on you; fool me again, shame on me. How many times have Nigerian politicians fooled us? Are we not stupid?

Listen to Nigeria leaders and you will frequently hear- "this great country of ours". Nigeria is not a great country. It is one of the most disorderly nations. Nigeria is chaos and one of the most corrupt nations.  It is one of the most unpleasant place on earth that it is only fools, who have no self interest that can pick Nigeria for a holiday.

If Nigerian politicians should set out to see things in themselves, what do they actually see? Their monthly salary and their allowances will actually make them blind. They receive in millions and then begin to talk about minimum wage of other fools who voted them in, thereby maximizing their wahala.

Chinua Achebe rightly stated that Nigerian are what they are only because their leaders are not what they should be. Anybody who say that Nigeria is not corrupt is either a fool or has not been in Nigeria. So these Nigerian leaders, our so call politicians who claim that Nigeria is not corrupt are either fools or are not living in Nigeria which many of them do.

Nigerians are corrupt today because the system under which they live makes corruption easy and profitable (Chinua Achebe). If Nigeria leaders should make corruption difficult, Nigerians will cease to that.

Now, everybody has become beggar both the politicians and police men. Police now in Nigeria has become legalized beggars. If politicians are not beggars, then why do perform devilish act in other to achieve political office? Why do they seek political office. Why do they want to rule? Why do they go to the extent of changing their father's name to the name of the president? Is it not to beg for favor?

Now that election is coming, can they spare us the threat of violence in the next election? They have told us that they want our votes so that they can serve us, if we get killed while we are getting the votes, who then will they serve? 

There should be no Nigeria because the leaders do not care for the people they are leading. Nigeria politicians do not follow the rule of law. The president does whatever he want. Is that democracy? The United States of America are more divided than Nigeria but they follow the rule of law. In the Northern Nigeria, if you are a Christian,  you cannot contest for any political office, yet we are one Nigeria. Yet we have freedom of religion. Politicians should tell themselves the truth and stop fooling themselves.

Every year, they map out huge amount of money for farming. Where does the money go? The money goes back to the politicians pocket  and the farmers would not have access to it.

Nigeria is not food sufficient. There is hungry in Nigeria and leaders are talking about exportation. You first satisfy your citizen before exporting. Let us live by reason and not by emotions, not by pleasure and selfishness.

If an Hausa man does anything, the leaders are comfortable but if it is an Igbo, what do you think would happen?  

In Nigeria, we have 98,377,000 hectares of land according to FAO statistical database 2003. 2.9% of it is meant for permanent crop production. Arable crop production is 30.9%,  but for Pasture, (grassing by the Fulani) is 42.4%. The other 23.8% is not meant for Agriculture purposes.

This is to prove that Nigeria leaders care more not for the lives of their citizens but for cows. Who is fooling who?

Saturday 6 January 2018

MY REFLECTION ON SEXUAL PURITY; By Ikechukwu Ogbu



When I was young, I cherished virginity to the moons. Now that I have grown even younger, I have come to treasure chastity to the heavens. In the earlier times, I could go ballistic on any flaw regarding sexual purity without minding whose ox is gored. Some people called me a misogynist, while others said I could be a prospective priest. Many others, female acquaintances gave me wide distance lest I misunderstand them and publish their names in my book. In the custody of the eyes, I was made formidably rich. During one of his sermons, Fr. Dr. J.M Chikani lamented on the right use of the senses and how we have bastardised the culture of "looking." But not for my profession whereby the hands and the eyes are constantly in war in the battlefield of a human anatomy to save and alleviate. I believe, I would be excused with this.

Until recently, I never had intimacy with the female species. And now that I have rummaged through their social web within the bounds of social decorum, and from my male counterparts, I have come to live a balanced life. This is part of my love life which is incorporated in my autobiography, "A Dangling Stethoscope." It is for the public. My love is never private because, I believe it could serve as a source of inspiration to the teeming young boys and girls whose sexuality is dangling, like Stethoscope on the neck of a physician, between who they are and who they ought to be. They could learn from my strengths and weaknesses.

Given the variegated shades of experiences and exposures, I did learn the heaving gap between the biblical historic whore, Mary Magdalene and the modern exalted virgins parading with intact hymen and vast extravaginal sexual practices. Not just this, I have come to learn, not from empirical studies but from naked encounter the existence of real chaste virgins and their sumptuous social life which is as sweet as honey. This is where the heavens and the earth is in cosmic solidarity and we could see and feel the fresh breeze. This is the kind of vocation I want to remain forever and ever.

As I type this, I am making effort to suppress the feelings of disappointment I got from a female mentee who lost her innocence with no qualms of conscience. This made me to, again engage in some blatant and "ugly" discussion to unravel the mystery in the rabid tongue of a male lover who might have seduced my girl. I wouldn't dare check whether my girl could be seductive, lest I ask the dreaded question, "Can monkey eat banana?" I feel very bad at this. I remember what my mentor, Fr. Dr. Igboamalu Philip told me some times ago when he was in Austria after I had penitently confided in him an attempt to have the carnal knowledge: "It is always difficult to be strong again after the first fall..." This is where my pain is coming from, and the fact that such guilty feelings that could push one to the confessional is lost in her.


In the words of St. John Chrysostom, "As saints feel bad about their sins, sinners/devils glory over them." In the fight for sexual purity, it's indeed a draconian war faced by all vocations: both the clergy and the laity. The clergy are as vulnerable as the laity and vice versa. No one is immune against those tingling sensations capable of luring one into an amorous bed and destroying fortunes over some pleasurable moment. The Catholic Church, Holy Mother she is, says that in the practice of sexual virtues, we are all apprentices. The Church pays specific attention not just on the sexual action itself, but on the occasions that could champion its reality. The Church calls it, "Occasions of Sins." If we are able to avoid the occasions, there wouldn't be a concomitant sexual action at the first place. For those who may wish to ride on the cycle of purity, mindless of past mistakes, we are not doomed. We can still attain the stardom. For those who Grace and their efforts too have remained steadfast in the Race, do not be proud. Remain resolute and diligent because everyone is vulnerable.

Before I go offline, I want to re-echoe the three (3) most important things in life: ~Religion

 ~Material things                  

 ~Sex

A rich mind will reflect over these three items before he condemns or commends. May the Blessed Mother continue to intercede for us as we fly to Her immaculate patronage. Msugh kpishi!
Ikechukwu Ogbu
Ikechukwu Ogbu is the Author of the Cosmic Tales of the Mind (A collection of Poems and Memoirs)
and Facing the Challenges of Life as a Youth: Tips for a successful living.
 Email anthonyikechukwu18@gmail.com

Phone Number +234814 313 6407

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