"Why is Charles Soludo so hurt that others have helped him? Is he suggesting that he had won the Nobel Prize in Economics and that is how Obasanjo got to meet and appoint him?” Charles … was introduced to me by Ngozi, and that was the foundation of our professional relationship and friendship. As far as I know, it was also Ngozi who proposed his name for economic adviser and Oby (and her husband) took him to Obasanjo several times before he was appointed. If Charles is denying that this happened, that is fine. It does not change the facts!” - Viz... Nasiri El Rufai's “Soludo’s Solution of Anger and Innuendo,” published on May 10, 2013 Me: At long last, he has betrayed the very Madam NOI who introduced him to President Obasanjo. He is not a man of good character — more of a street brawler who picks fights indiscriminately. Though educated, he lacks refinement and dignity. He is, quite simply, Ikegwuru. If you doubt this, ask Madam NOI, El-Rufai, the Obi of Onitsha, or the late Dora — his in-law and his wife’s aunt. Holyghost Son TV

*I shut my office door and wept. I couldn’t hold back the tears especially after stepping into the female hostel, now overcrowded*. *Every single girl under our care this session is under 25 years old. Some are just 12. And here’s what breaks my heart even more-none of these girls were rescued from the streets*. *Every one of them was brought in by their own parents. While checking in bags at both the girls’ and boys’ hostels, we found paraphernalia-evidence of addiction, rebellion, deep-rooted pain…* *This is not just a problem. This is a pandemic*. *Let’s stop pretending. Let’s stop covering our eyes*. *Things are NOT right with our Youths*. *Today, i read about a young man expelled from Babcock University-a teenager with a ₦100,000 ritual soap from a herbalist.* *He borrowed ₦500,000. He became a drug peddler.* *Not from a poor home. Not a street child. But a well-groomed boy from a comfortable background. Wetin him dey find? KILO NWA KIRI !!!* *What is going on with our YOUTHS? Why this desperation for quick wealth*? *What has happened to HARD WORK, INTEGRITY, and DIGNITY*? *Last week, we struggled to find a tiler for one of our projects. We had to bring in one from Togo. Why*? *Because our own YOUTH do not want to learn any skill*. *They don’t want SCHOOL.* *They want “HOOKUP*” *They want “YAHOO*.” *They want to do nothing but SCROLL, LIE, PARTY and they want MONEY FAST*. *And let’s be real. You cannot do Yahoo or Hookup without drugs or Alcohol. They go hand in hand*. *My heart is heavy. Are we just going to fold our hands and watch this generation waste away*? *PARENTS! Wake up*! *Where are you*? *Why the silence*? *Why the complacency*? *Why are some of us condoning and funding this destructive lifestyle*? *Your child doesn’t need a new PHONE-they need PURPOSE*. *They don’t need more DATA-they need DISCIPLINE*. *They don’t need “FREEDOM”-they need BOUNDARIES*. *We cannot keep blaming SOCIETIES, FRIENDS, INFLUENCERS. It starts from the HOME*. *Please, let’s start talking again*. *Let’s check their bags*. *Let’s check their hearts*. *Let’s check ourselves*. *To every Parent reading this please be present*. *Your child doesn’t just need your MONEY; they need your TIME and VOICE*. *Ask questions. Don’t be afraid to dig deeper, even if it’s uncomfortable*. *Teach values. Wealth is GOOD, but WISDOM, CHARACTER, and CONTENTMENT are better*. *Be their safe space. If you don’t listen, the world will and it will feed them lies*. *Let’s rise up and fight for the souls of our children. We may not be able to save all, but we must not give up on the ones we can reach* *They are not just the future-they are our now*. _*Let’s not lose them...*_ *WHEN PARENTS FAIL – HOW LACK OF DISCIPLINE IS CREATING A GENERATION OF LOST SOULS* There was a time when parents raised warriors. Now, they raise weaklings. A time when children feared their fathers’ discipline. Now, children insult their fathers online. A time when a slap from your mother could reset your entire future. Now, mothers watch their children twerk for clout. The world changed—not because evil became more powerful, but because parents became weaker. Children no longer have boundaries. No fear. No respect. No discipline. And the result? A generation that mocks God, worships vanity, and embraces sin with pride. *BRUTAL THREAD:* 1. *CHILDREN WITHOUT DISCIPLINE BECOME ADULTS WITHOUT SELF-CONTROL* A child who never hears “NO” at home will hear “NO” from life when it’s too late. The boy who was never told to control his desires will become a man addicted to sex, gambling, and laziness. The girl who was never told to respect herself would become a woman who exposes her body for money and attention. The child who was never corrected for lying will become an adult who deceives, manipulates, and steals. If parents don’t discipline their children, the world will punish them later. 2. *THE FALL OF FAMILY VALUES IS THE RISE OF MORAL DECAY* What happened to parenting? Mothers used to teach daughters how to be women of dignity. Now, they encourage them to “secure the bag” by any means. Fathers used to teach sons how to be responsible men. Now, they are absent—either too weak, too distracted, or too scared to lead. So children are now learning from TikTok instead of home, and the internet is raising a generation with no fear of God and no sense of direction. 3. *PARENTS WHO SPOIL THEIR CHILDREN ARE DESTROYING THEM* Giving your child everything they want is the fastest way to ruin them. A child who never worked for anything will grow up lazy and entitled. A child who was never disciplined will grow up thinking life has no consequences. A child who was never corrected will grow up believing they can do anything and get away with it. Now, we have a world full of adults who can’t handle rejection, can’t handle failure, and can’t handle life. 4. *WHEN PARENTS CHOOSE FRIENDSHIP OVER LEADERSHIP, CHAOS FOLLOWS* Many parents today want to be their child’s friend instead of their leader. So instead of saying: ❌ "This behaviour is wrong!" They say, "She’s just expressing herself." ❌ "You must work for what you want!" They say, "Let me buy it for you." ❌ "This is not acceptable!" They say, "I don't want to hurt their feelings." And just like that, we have a generation of weak people who cry over small problems and break down when life gets tough. 5. *THE NEW GENERATION LOVES PLEASURE BUT HATES RESPONSIBILITY* Discipline used to be normal. Now, a child calls it "abuse" when a parent corrects them. Now, teachers can’t discipline students because "it’s too harsh." Now, young people demand freedom but reject accountability. Everyone wants to enjoy, but no one wants to work. And this is why: The streets are full of lazy men chasing quick money. Social media is full of young girls selling their bodies for attention. Homes are full of broken families because nobody was raised to be a good partner or parent. 6. *WHEN CHILDREN LOSE DISCIPLINE, THEY LOSE THEIR FUTURE.* Many young men today are addicted to masturbation, pornography, and cheap pleasure—because nobody taught them self-control. Many young women today expose their bodies for social media likes—because nobody taught them self-respect. Many young people today are broke, weak, and mentally unstable—because nobody taught them how to survive hardship. The devil is not the problem. The parents failed. 7. *IF WE DON’T FIX PARENTING, THE WORLD WILL GET WORSE.* If we continue like this, the next generation will: ⚠️ Have no morals. ⚠️ Have no work ethic. ⚠️ Have no fear of God. Society will collapse—not because of demons, but because of poor parenting. *BOTTOM LINE:* If you are a parent, discipline your children. If you are young, discipline yourself. Because the world will not be kind to those who were raised without discipline. *Let’s raise warriors, not weaklings.* *Pls forward this to family and friends, especially to those with young and teenage children* *May GOD help us all.*

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We lost a project of N5.6M to an electrician who quoted N700k and here’s why! 😳😳😳 Last two months my company ( OJM Electrical Company ) was contacted for a hotel project ground floor piping, upon receiving the request we set a schedule for oversight and inspection. Which after we presented an estimate inclusive of labour charges and the quotation came up to N5.6M. After submission the client called for a review and modifications, which was mild with extra 7 days of negotiations, but we later reached a compromise. While this negotiations was going on other professionals who are interested on the project has been lobbying around and unfortunately this client was presented with surprising and unbelievable quotations valued at N700k, undercutting us by over 500%. (Na there the matter tie wrapper). Immediately; we received a call on the development and the client was requesting for another review and negotiations, but we declined, we lost the contract and here’s the reason for our decision. Project quantification is not done by guessing, emotions and sentiments, it’s done with pristine clarity of what the project deliverables entails. And as we understood, we knew that proceeding with the project with an unrealistic price is going to impair on the quality of the project delivery, with the possibility of us loosing money. And as expected it happened (That contractor is in trouble because he couldn’t deliver). Before quantifying a project, here are several considerations you need to make (aside materials estimation). 1. Workforce ( How many workers are needed on site) 2. Logistics (What transportation expenses I’m i going to make till the project gets delivered) 3. Feeding (Does the project requires feeding and how much is it) 4. Accommodation (If I’m I sleeping over; what’s the cost) 5. Contingency (planning for scope creep, (sudden events) like project delays, accidents, inflation and site tipping) 6. Project tools (Are there any special tooling system needed, do I have it or what’s the cost) 7. Profit (How much do I want to go home with after delivering this project). These are the questions we asked ourselves and understood that undercharging will not do us any good. And today; yes we lost the contract but our reputation is still intact. We hope other professionals will see the dangers of undercharging and desist from it. As this issue still lingers in the electrical industry, my team and I are working round the clock to see whether we can build a solution that can help both aspiring and practicing electrical professionals to quote better. Check out what we’re building at 'Quotepaddy' we’ll be launching our MVP soon, like the page to stay updated with the date of our launch 🚀. Or check the comment section to join our WhatsApp channel. Quote better, quote smarter, stop guessing!!! #thelectricalgrandmaster #ogbonnayachinedu #thebrandsherif #quotepaddy #fixpaddyservices #ojmelectricalstore #electricalunicorn #ojmelectricalcompany #thecelebrityelectrician #quotesmart

Security forces in Zamfara State have eliminated eight bandits during a fierce gun battle in Fegin Kanawa village, Wonaka District of Gusau Local Government Area. The clash happened in Friday around 4:30 p.m. when a joint team of Police operatives and Civilian Joint Task Force (JTF) from Fegin Mahe village responded to intelligence reports of an impending attack. Check comment section for more....

BTW OLUWO AND BÀBÁ ALAAFIN ADEYEMI OF BLESSED MEMORY!! I just listened to a Láḿbà on Facebook that bàbá Aláàfin Adeyemi wanted to impeach Oluwo which made him to put himself under the Sultan of Sokoto. The information is not true. From the best of my knowledge there is no cause for Aláàfin Adeyemi of blessed memory to impeach Oluwo because they had good relationship that made baba Alaafin to visit Oluwo in his days. The controversy that happened btw Oluwo and one Ọ̀shun state Ọbas that might have led to Oluwo impeachment was within Ọ̀shun state which was intervained by bàbá Ọọ̀nirìṣà then.. The picture posted was taken when bàbá Alaafin àná visited Oluwo at his palace in Ìwó. When Oluwo began to blackmail ìṣẹ̀ṣe, I learnt that bàbá Alaafin gave him advice but Oluwo did not listen because he wanted to make himself popular with social media content. Oluwo relationship with Sultan might be because he wanted to become the head of Mùsùlùwọ́n in the southern part of Nigeria of which the position was given to Awùjalẹ̀ àná. Unfortunately for most of our kabiesi, they don't know that any Ọba that take any religion title have brought themselves low bcos they will definitely be subordinate to someone else in their religion. The Òrìṣà are their biological ancestral parents who they carry their DNA. Igbakeji Òrìṣà is the same as next to the ancestors. In our tradition, Òlòdúmàrè is the most supreme, followed by the Òrìṣà and after the Òrìṣà are our Ọba. Any Ọba klaiming to be Àrólé Òlòdúmàrè is living life of illusion. Children can only be Àrólé to their parents. The Òrìṣà are in charge of the nature. Can anyone tamper with nature without invoking the Òrìṣà spirit?? Science is a Latin word for occult knowledge in English. I laugh at some people who call themselves scientist and kriticise ìṣẹ̀ṣe. It literally mean occult knowledge. Science is mystery beyond human knowledge. Any human being who is a king claiming to be Àrólé Òlòdúmàrè is a suffering from personality disorder. IRE OOOOO!!

This is what happened Between Mr. Uko Jonathan And Gabriel Ogoda Along Awajir Road Today Mr. Uko Jonathan Ogah and Gabriel Ogoda, are two well-known friends in Makurdi. Mr. Jonathan Ogah and his friend just came back last week for Mr. Jonathan's traditional marriage, which took place just three days prior, on Saturday, August 2, 2025. This morning, Mr. Ogah's wife traveled to Makurdi by car, while he and his friend, Gabriel Ogoda, ride a bike via the Awajir to Makurdi road. Trag!cally, their journey was cut short when they were attack£d by militias at the Ullam axis of Gwer East Local Government Area in Benue State. Mr. Uko Jonathan Ogah is a son of a king who had recently returned to Igede land and got married traditionally last week, while Gabriel Ogoda is a close friend of Mr. Ogah from Ukpa Ebonda in Oju Local Government Area. The two friends were gruesomely murd£red on their way. It's crucial to note that this incident is not a communal clash but a deliberate attack by militias. The circumstances surrounding the attack are still unfolding, and further investigations is ongoing to determine the motives behind this heinous act. May God console the family, Rip 💔💔

TOO BAD😭‼️ 𝗡𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘆 Attacks 𝗥𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗻 in London🙆🏾‍♂️💔 Do you know that Naira Marley once beat up Legendary Nigerian Rapper Ruggedman in London? Yes you read right. Naira Marley did not only beat Ruggedman, he also sent his goons to attack him with different objects. The scary incident happened at a restaurant in London. Some men walked into the restaurant where Ruggedman was and brutally attacked him. They made fun of him. Ridiculed him as struggled to escape from their beating. Imagine over 10 men against one person --They were just too many for Ruggedman to face alone. The made videos of it and circulated it all over social media and it generated alot of concerns to the extent that even Naira Marley's new bestie, verydarkman called out Naira Marley for it. This happened in 2021. It was really sad. Fast forward to 2025, Naira Marley & VeryDarkMan are now best friends but guess what? The media never forgets 😂😂 Moral Lesson: if Naira Marley Denies Intimidating Mohbad, What About Ruggedman? ❓ [See the video in the comment section 👇🏼] Follow Our Page 👉🏼 SouthEast Music chart ❤️🙏🏼🙏🏼 #nairamarley #mohbad #nigeria #afrobeats #VDM #music #fyp #yoruba #igbo #abia #verydarkman

ABY MAMA TRAP PART 1 The loud music from Club Lavish pounded in Onyinye’s ears as she stepped inside, the bass vibrating through her whole body. The air smelled like expensive perfume, sweat, and alcohol. She adjusted the tight red dress that clung to her curves, feeling both nervous and excited. Her best friends, Amaka and Chioma, had dragged her out tonight, saying, "Onyi, you’re too young to be sitting at home every weekend! Come and have fun!" So here she was—Onyinye Obi, 24 years old, a bank teller with big dreams, standing in the middle of Asaba’s most popular nightclub. She wasn’t the type to do things like this. She was careful. She was smart. But tonight… tonight, she just wanted to forget about her problems. Then she saw him. Tall. Dark. Handsome. Dressed in a black designer suit that screamed money. His gold Rolex glinted under the flashing club lights as he sipped his drink. He stood near the VIP section, surrounded by men who laughed too loud at everything he said—like he was some kind of king. Their eyes met. A slow, confident smile spread across his face. Onyinye quickly looked away, her heart beating fast. She knew who he was—Chief Kolawole Adebayo, a rich businessman, married with three kids. She had seen his family photos in Hello Nigeria magazine. His wife was beautiful, always dressed in expensive lace, smiling beside him at parties. But right now, in this club, with the music thumping and the alcohol flowing, none of that mattered. He walked toward her. And like a moth drawn to a flame, she let him. Three Hours Later The hotel room was dark, the only light coming from the city outside the window. Onyinye lay in the soft bed, her body still humming from what had just happened. Chief Kolawole—no, Kola—lay beside her, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her bare arm. "You’re so beautiful," he whispered, his voice deep and smooth. "I’ve never met a woman like you." She knew she should feel guilty. She knew he had a wife at home. But in that moment, with his warm body pressed against hers, she let herself believe his lies. "This doesn’t have to be a one-time thing," he said, kissing her shoulder. "We can keep seeing each other. Just you and me." Onyinye’s heart fluttered. Was he serious? Then his phone rang. The screen lit up—"WIFE" in bold letters. Kolawole sighed, sitting up. He answered the call, his voice suddenly sweet, loving—completely different from the way he had just spoken to her. "Yes, darling… No, I’m still at the meeting… I’ll be home soon." He hung up and stood, pulling on his clothes without looking at her. "I have to go,"* he said, tossing a few bills on the bedside table. *"For your taxi." And just like that, he was gone. Onyinye sat there, staring at the money, feeling stupid. Used. What did I just do? Six Weeks Later The bathroom was silent except for the sound of Onyinye’s shaky breaths. She stared at the little white stick in her hand, her stomach twisting in fear. Two pink lines. Pregnant. Her mind raced. *How? They used protection… didn’t they? She squeezed her eyes shut, remembering that night—the way Kolawole had whispered in her ear, the way he had made her feel special. Now, she was carrying the baby of a man who didn’t even care about her. A man who would *never* claim this child.

A Muslim guy called me "Arne" in Kaduna and this happened. This happened in Kaduna two weeks ago when I went for a program, upon arriving Kaduna around refinery junction I was standing by the road side waiting for who will take me to my location then a Keke driver just came and pack, he stopped there and was looking at me thinking if he knows me but he was not sure then he packed and bring out his phone and may be he searched for my page to check if I'm the one, I was looking at him with a side eye and I knew he recognized me then after he checked he shouted " shine mana" with joy and happiness on his face and he rush to me and with joy he gave me a warm hand shake 🤝 and we greeted me and told me how he love what I do online, he said he is a Muslim but he should much love how I operate on media to preach peace ✌️, then when we are still at that another person came and saw us together and the first guy told this new person who I was and we greeted also, when I was about leaving, the new guy now told the first guy that " Amma kaman Arne ne koh?" Lols, I Heard him but I pretend I didn't hear anything and the first guy shouted at him, "wannet irin Arne? Krista NE , with his face fraun at him and he begins to question the other guy but I was already a bit far from them and I can't here them. In my mouth and I just laugh 😂, and said to myself, these are two people of same religion but different understanding of life and how it operates. Point of view: understanding life and humanity has nothing to do with how your u serve God or worship him (religion) your u can be an idol worshiper and still live a good peaceful life with different people around you. Because a Muslim called me with what I don't like did not mean I should categories all Muslims as bad people, because s Christian call or treat a Muslim with a negative energy did not make all Christians bad people, it depends on the volume of sense of reasoning one carries. Let's love in peace and unity and life will be great for all of us. This picture was an old picture of four years with my boy in Port Harcourt. We fine shaa

He turned Into A Snake to Swallow The Prince, what Happened Next was shocking! Everyone in the kingdom of Oruama knew one rule: never enter the forest behind the palace. It was not just a warning. It was a law. The king himself had declared it after something happened many years ago that no one dared to speak of. But one morning, the queen’s loud cry shook the palace. Her baby was missing. The guards searched every room, every corner, but the child was nowhere to be found. Then one of the maids whispered something that made the king’s heart freeze. She had seen the nursery door open and leaves scattered on the floor. The baby had crawled out. The king ran out without his crown. He didn’t wait for his guards. He didn’t wait for his advisers. He went straight into the forest. The trees were thick. The air was heavy. But the king kept going. Then he saw it. A giant snake, longer than a palm tree, was coiled around his baby. Its mouth was open. Its fangs were sharp. The baby was quiet, staring at the snake’s eyes. The king didn’t shout. He didn’t cry. He dropped to his knees and spoke in a calm voice. “I know who you are,” he said. “I know what you want.” The snake stopped moving. Its eyes blinked slowly. “You were once my brother,” the king said. “You broke the law of the gods. You were cursed. But you swore you would never harm my blood.” The snake hissed. The forest went silent. “I kept you hidden,” the king said. “I built this palace far from the village so no one would find you. I gave you food. I gave you peace. But now you hold my son.” The snake lowered its head. It looked at the baby. Then it looked at the king. “You want something,” the king said. “Tell me.” The snake opened its mouth wider. But instead of biting, it spoke. “Your son is not just a child,” it said. “He carries the mark. The same mark I had. The gods will come for him.” The king’s face changed. He looked at the baby’s arm. There was a small symbol glowing faintly. “What does it mean?” the king asked. Don't say I didn't tell you, chapter two of this story is available only on our Channel and it is only for the first 500 people to follow. A lot of people have started following oh! Grab your spot to read Chapter Two and other interesting stories. Don't say I did not tell you. Follow Our Whatsapp Channel now!!! Click on the blue write-up below to follow Here is the blue write-up at 👉 https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbAOnYx4NViuH7SYAl33 👈 The snake began to uncoil. It placed the baby gently on the ground. “It means your son will face what I faced,” the snake said. “But he will not be alone.” The king picked up his child. He looked at the snake. Don't just comment "next" and wait for chapter Two (2)! IT WILL NOT BE POSTED HERE! Follow Our Whatsapp Channel to read. That is the only place it will be POSTED! Click on the blue write-up below to follow Here is the blue write-up at 👉 https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbAOnYx4NViuH7SYAl33 “What must I do?” he asked. The snake turned and slithered deeper into the forest. “When the time comes,” it said, “you will remember this moment.” Then it vanished. The king returned to the palace with his son. He told no one what happened. But every night, he watched the forest. And every morning, he checked the mark on his son’s arm. If 500 people follow our official WhatsApp channel now, I will release Chapter two immediately. Please follow now if you want to read chapter two. Click on the blue write-up below to follow Here is the blue write-up at 👉 https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbAOnYx4NViuH7SYAl33 Years passed. The boy grew strong. But the mark never faded. Suddenly one cool evening...................... To Be Continued Follow Our Whatsapp Channel now to complete this story. It is the only place Chapter Two will be posted! Click on the blue write-up below to follow Here is the blue write-up at 👉 https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbAOnYx4NViuH7SYAl33 If you don't follow our WhatsApp channel now, you won't be able to complete this story oh Follow Our Whatsapp Channel now to read! Here is the link at 👉 https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbAOnYx4NViuH7SYAl33 Only the first 100 people to follow will complete the story!

Mark Zuckerberg Made $26.8 Billion in Just 1 Day — And the World Keeps Turning 😳‼️ Millions strvggle to survive each day, but Mark Zuckerberg made $26.8 billion in just 24 hours, and the world kept turning. According to the Bloomberg Billionaires Index, his net worth surged after Meta’s stock jumped over 12% on July 31, 2025, and that happened after the company posted stronger-than-expected Q2 earnings. The report showed Meta made $47.5 billion in revenue, and its earnings per share rose to $7.14, so investors responded with confidence. That single move added billions to Zuckerberg’s fortune, and his total wealth reached an estimated $271 billion. He made over $1 billion every hour, and that equals more than $18 million per minute. You won’t often see him in designer clothes or flashy chains, but his quiet presence speaks volumes, and his net worth says even more. Like 50 Cent once said, “I’ma get rich or di£ tryin."