FACEBOOK ADDS NEW FEATURE

The Facebook “Like” officially has company — but it’s not a “Dislike” button.
On Friday, Facebook users in Ireland and Spain will be able to express a fuller range of emotions online with a set of new expressions and animated emojis.
There’s a throbbing heart for “Love,” a fuming face for “Angry,” a teary-eyed “Sad,” a laughing “Haha,” a surprised “Wow” and an eyes-closed smile for “Yay.”
Facebook unsurprisingly

calls the new feature “Reactions.”
“We studied which comments and reactions are most commonly and universally expressed across Facebook, then worked to design an experience around them that was elegant and fun,” Facebook product manager Chris Cox said in an announcement Thursday.
“As you can see, it’s not a ‘dislike’ button, though we hope it addresses the spirit of this request more broadly,” he added.
About a month ago, Facebook CEO Mark Zuckerberg announced that the company was close to testing a “Dislike” button, but didn’t specify what format it would take.
Zuckerberg said that although a “Dislike” button has been one of the most asked-for features, he didn’t want to turn Facebook into a place where people voted posts up or down.
The bigger goal, he said, was to give users ways to express empathy on Facebook.
“If you’re sharing something that is sad, whether it’s something in current events, like the refugee crisis, or if a family member passed away, then it may not feel comfortable to ‘like’ that post,” Zuckerberg explained at the time.
Facebook says it will use tests of the Reactions feature in Ireland and Spain to improve the options, and hopes to give all users the ability to say “Yay” and “Haha” soon.

Adeyemi Peter Olaoluwa

GANI FAWEHINMI: REMEMBERING YOU SIX YEARS ON

It is now 6 years that this Humanitarian died. of course there hasn’t been anyone to replace him yet because of his enormous work for the masses. Princeruwa honours you with this biography of your Legend:

Fawehinmi, popularly called Gani, was born on 22 April 1938, the son of Saheed and Munirat Fawehinmi of Ondo, in Ondo State.

His father, Chief Saheed Tugbobo Fawehinmi, the Seriki Musulumi of Ondo, was a successful timber trader, philanthropist, civic activist and muslim chieftain of the Yoruba people. He was reported to be a follower of Ajao, who brought Islam to Ondo Town, South Western Nigeria. Chief Saheed Tugbobo Fawehinmi died on 5 February 1963 at the age of 89 years.

Gani’s grandfather was the late Chief Lisa Alujanu Fawehinmi of Ondo, who engaged in several successful battles for and on behalf of the Ondo people in the nineteenth century. Hence, the appellation the ‘Alujanun’, which means spirit. He died at the age of 92.

Gani had his early education at Ansar-Ud-Deen Primary School, Iyemaja – Ondo from 1947 to 1953 and his secondary school education at Victory College Ikare, a Christian School from 1954 to 1958, under the leadership of the Late Rev. Akinrele where he sat for and passed his West African School Certificate Examination in 1958. While in college, he was popularly known as “Nation” because of his passionate interest in national, legal and political affairs. He was an avid reader of Daily Times and West African Pilot, the most popular newspapers in Nigeria at that time. He then worked briefly as a law clerk in the High Court of Lagos until 1961. Gani enrolled at the Holborn College of Law- University of London to read law in 1961. While at University, his father died. He completed his academic degree in London with a measure of difficulty due to lack of funds. This involved doing various menial jobs in London, while in London, he was acquainted with books of revolutionary or radical figures such as Fidel Castro, Winston Churchill, David Ben-Gurion, Ghandhi, Mao Tse Tsung and Karl Marx. He returned to Nigeria in 1964 an dwas called to thbe bar the following year. He then worked briefly at the law firm of his brother, Saheed Fawehinmi before branching out on his own.

Fawehinmi gained prominence when he took on the case of a factory worker, Bala Abashe who alleged that the Secretary to the government of Benue-Plateau State, Andrew Obeya had an affair with his wife. Abashe then sued Obeya for assault and damages for adultery. Fawehinmi took on the case as a pro bono lawyer for Abashe while the state government stood behind their official. Efforts were made for Fawehinmi to drop the case, when that failed, Obeya was forced to resign. However, Fawehinmi was detained for nine months. The publicity of the case improved the exposure of his law practice.[1]

From 1971 to 1973, he was the national publicity secretary of the Nigerian Bar Association. However, in 1981, Fawehinmi was queried by a disciplinary committee and told to explain himself within fourteen days why he was touting himself through advertisments in a weekly publication contrary to the ethics of the bar. In the case, Legal Practitioners Disciplinary Committee (LPDC) v. Chief Gani Fawehinmi (1985) the Supreme Court upheld the Appeal Court judgement rendering the LPDC’s proceedings against Chief Fawehinmi ineffective on the basis that the constitution of the LPDC with the Attorney-General as Chairman made him accuser, prosecutor and judge at the same time which breached the principles of natural justice and therefore Chief Fawehinmi’s right to fair hearing. The judgement led to an amendment of the Legal Practitioners’ Act 1975.[2] Fawehinmi later ran afoul of an NBA directive. In 1984, when the new Buhari administration enacted the Recovery of Pulic Property decree, the NBA under the presidency of Bola Ajibola directed its members not to represent any of client in a military triunal. Fawehinmi flouted the directive because he believed the accused should be made to disgorge any money stolen as a result his name was placed in NBA’s dishonour roll.

On 11 June 1993 Fawehinmi was awarded the biennial Bruno Kreisky Prize. This prize, named in honour of Bruno Kreisky, is awarded to international figures who advance human rights causes. In 1998, he received the International Bar Association‘s ‘Bernard Simmons Award’ in recognition of his human-rights and pro-democracy work. In 1994 he and some other notable Nigerians formed the National Conscience Party of Nigeria which exists till today and he stood for a presidential election in 2003 under the umbrella of the National Conscience Party.

Gani Fawehinmi was elevated to the rank of Senior Advocate of Nigeria (SAN), the highest legal title in Nigeria, in September 2001.

With his boundless energy he tenaciously and uncompromisingly pursued and crusaded his beliefs, principles and ideals for the untrammelled rule of law, undiluted democracy, all embracing and expansive social justice, protection of fundamental human rights and respect for the hopes and aspirations of the masses who are victims of misgovernment of the affairs of the Nation.

In 1986, while Chief Gani Fawehinmi was Dele Giwa‘s Lawyer, the latter was killed in a bomb blast under suspicious circumstances.

As a result of his activities chief Gani Fawehinmi had been arrested, detained and charged to court several times. His international passport was seized on many occasions and his residence and Chambers were searched several times. He was beaten up time after time and was deported from one part of the country to another to prevent him from being able to effectively reach out to the masses among whom he was popular. His books were confiscated by the Federal Military Government and his library at Surulere, a suburb of Lagos, were set ablaze. His law Chambers at Anthony Village, Lagos State, were invaded by persons suspected to be agents of the government. The guards were shot, two of them seriously wounded.

In the process of his crusades for the rule of law, the hopes and aspirations of the poor and the oppressed, he fought many battles against military dictatorship as a result of which he had been arrested several times by the military governments and their numerous security agents. He was dumped in many police cells and detained in several prisons between 1969 and 1996.

His supporters have called him “the scourge of irresponsible governments, a sphygmomanometer with which the blood pressure of dictators is gauged, the veritable conscience of the nation and the champion of the interests and causes of the masses”. Many Nigerians also took to calling him the people’s president.

Gani, as he was fondly called, died in the early hours of 5 September 2009 after a prolonged battle with lung cancer. He was 71 years old. Later he was buried on 15 September 2009 in his home town of Ondo, Nigeria. Gani Fawehinmi died a disappointed man, because of the state of his country at the time of his death, he refused the highest honour accorded him by his country on his death bed.

In 2008 Mr Gani Fawehinmi rejected one of the highest national honours that can be bestowed on a citizen by the Nigerian governmentOrder of the Federal Republic (OFR) – in protest of the many years of misrule since Nigeria’s independence.

READ THIS STORY AND CRY: THE TRUE STORY OF LINDA IKEJI’S ROAD TO SUCCESS

This is actually a post from linda ikeji herself on her blog. I decided to share this with you guys to get inspired and be ‘self-made’. When I read this story of hers, I knew she really  went through hell. Please don’t cry after reading this (LOL!) DO SOMETHING!  Enjoy:

I’m going to be MIA for a few hours. I’m on my way to the US with my parents. They made them Chief and Lolo in our village and I wanted to take them abroad to spoil them a little…:-) (My dad’s first time). Anyway, while I’m flying, I wanted to share a story that I’ve been meaning to share here for a while now…about why I decided to help some young ladies with start up capital for their small scale businesses. Please continue to read! (It’s quite long o, so…-))

Before I became the popular blogger that I am today, I was a struggling entrepreneur. I started my modeling career in 1998 before I turned 18 and started my company Blackdove Communications in 2004 when I was just 23+. Blackdove was a modeling agency/events company and I operated from a 2-room office in Jibowu, Yaba for almost three years.

In 2006, I decided to try something that I’d always wanted to do – become a magazine publisher. My dream growing up was to be a journalist. These days many people argue whether I am a journalist or not. I don’t consider myself one. I’m a blogger, though being a journalist was my dream. In fact, I wanted to study Mass Communications in the university but I unfortunately didn’t get it. I got English instead. But I’ve always had a love for writing, putting stuff together, informing people about what’s going on etc.

In in 2006, I mustered the courage and saved enough money to publish my own magazine. It was called FM&B (Fashion, Modeling and Beauty) magazine because that was my industry at the time.

For my first edition, I used my photo (duh…lol) left. It took me months to put this together and I used money I made from my business to print the magazine. I did a grand launch and really hoped for the best. After it was released, I didn’t recoup the money I’d spent on it but I knew I couldn’t become a successful magazine publisher over night. I knew the road was long and hard and I had to keep at it, I knew I had to print more editions before people and sponsors could take me serious.

Anyway, I printed my second edition (right) and didn’t recoup either. The vendors will take the magazine and not pay you. Some would claim they didn’t sell…some, you would chase for your money for so long you’d get tired of chasing them and then you leave them alone. And it was especially hard to get adverts for a new magazine. I would go to companies and sit in their offices for hours, hoping they would buy advertising space in the magazine, but for where? Lol. I remember I offered a telecoms company my back page and inner pages for N100k but they were not interested …lol. (now, na them they chase me with adverts…lol).

But I managed to get a few companies to advertise (I talked about it here in 2008 and later in 2009) – it took months of being on the road – going from one company to the other, convincing them to support the effort – still it wasn’t enough to print the next edition so I had to once again use my own money to print the magazine. It was tough but I didn’t want to give up. I wanted to succeed by all means and I knew consistency was the key. I figured by the time I was on my fifth edition, some companies would take me seriously and start to advertise and by the time I was on my 10th edition, I would be a well known magazine publisher like my mentor back then, Mrs Betty Irabor of Genevieve magazine. So 10 editions of the magazine was my goal – but I didn’t go past the 4th edition – though I paid part payment for the 5th edition but it never came out.

Something happened with my 4th and last edition (right) that almost broke me…and that inspired ‘I’d Rather Be Selfmade.’

You see, right from when I was young, sleeping with men for money/come up was never an option for me. In fact, I found girls who engaged in such back then, disgusting. Now that I am more mature, I kinda understand it, I don’t condone it but I understand it and I am not so quick to judge these girls. That’s why I’m trying to help girls with dreams instead of condemning girls who find different ways to survive. It’s tough out there, guys!

Anyway, for my 4th edition, I didn’t have enough money to print it…and I was so sad about it. The magazine was ready but no money to print. It was going to cost me N500k back in 2008 to print 2,000 copies and all I had with me was N150k. I needed N350k and I was determined to print this magazine. I wanted it to succeed by all means so I decided to do something I’d never done before. I went to the bank to get a loan.

There was a neighbor of mine back then who I found out was the chairman of a community bank on Ogunlana Drive Surulere (all community banks have since shut down). So I approached him for a loan …N350k, the exact extra amount I needed to print the magazine. I promised that I would pay back once the magazine was published and I was able to get ad money out. This was in 2008. After weeks of going back and forth and the bank staff coming to my office in Surulere then to see where I was operating from, I was given a loan of N350k. They actually made out the cheque to the printing press so the money didn’t come directly to me. It was a short loan – just three months – and I was supposed to pay back with interest and I was so sure that I would pay back – I had three months and I was a hard working girl, I believed I could do it. But you see, sometimes, life does what life is supposed to do – it happens! With no questions…life just happens.

For some weird reason, I was only able to pay back N100k after the three months deadline. By now I was owing close to N400k including interest. I asked them for more time, and they gave me time ..and I managed to pay another N150k or so after a few months. After then, I became stuck.

My business wasn’t going well…and for months I was struggling. The guys from the bank came to my office and told me I had a month to pay up or they would have to do what they usually do get their debtors to pay, that the reason they hadn’t done it up until then was because of my neighbour relationship with their chairman. I promised I was going to pay and a week or so later, I was able to pay another N30k.

And then very early one Monday morning, sometime in 2009, my younger sister, who used to work with me at Blackdove, Sandra, quietly entered my room and told me that some men were looking for me, that they were at the door and that she’d seen them talking with the bank chairman. She said she suspected that they were police men.

If I tried to describe to you how I felt at that moment, I wouldn’t be able. I stopped breathing for at least 3 seconds. I told her not to let my parents or any other member of our family know the men were outside (Only she knew about the loan and actually went with me to get it). I found something to wear and went to meet the men outside. To be honest, I was hoping they were from the bank and not police men but when they introduced themselves to me (three of them) I froze. They said they were men from the Special Fraud Unit, Ikoyi, and they had been sent to bring me to their office to answer for a loan I took from a community bank and refused to pay back. I was going to ride in their marked anti-fraud unit car – sandwiched between two men.

I didn’t want my parents to know what was going on (it would have killed my mum) so I quickly went back in, put on more appropriate clothes, told Sandra to follow their car in my car so she would go with me to their office. I remember sitting in that vehicle as they took me to their office in Ikoyi, and wondering how I got to that point. It was like a nightmare. I couldn’t believe it was happening. I got to their office and they made me sit down in front an officer who was handling the case. (Sandra was allowed in but she was sitting in another area.).

The officer brought out my case file, and said I was owing the bank N190k for almost a year and I wasn’t going to leave their custody until the money was made available. You know, I’ve had bad days in my life…I mean, who hasn’t? But up until that point, I’d never felt worse in my life. Nothing I’d ever experienced up until that day, sitting in front of this man, and beside other offenders/debtors, was anything close to this. Nothing! Even now, I can’t even express how I felt that day, what was going through my mind. I felt like a failure. I remember my eyes welled up, because I knew I didn’t have N190k and I didn’t know anyone who could loan me. I started to explain to the officer, then I began to beg…and I talked and talked and then I began to cry. I couldn’t believe the situation I was in. I knew it would break my parents hearts if they found out where I was.

I remember Sandra just sitting there and looking at me…and trying to be strong. She was broken to see me so broken but she kept it together. She started calling people, asking for a loan, I heard her from where I was sitting, calling friends and asking if they could loan her money. No luck. We were there for hours, eventually the officer came to me and said they’d decided to be lenient, that they would give me a month to pay the N190k back to the bank and failure to do so would be automatic arrest and I would not be released until the money was paid. They gave me a form to sign but said I needed a surety and without a surety I would not be released that day. I called a friend who came and signed for me. The officers told him they were releasing me to him and would also pick him up if I failed to pay up. Fortunately he agreed and that was how I was released. I was there from morning till evening and those hours were some of the worst hours of my life. Thankfully, other members of my family didn’t immediately know this happened to me. (They found out months later).

But fortunately I recovered quickly. I knew there was no time to mourn. I had just one month to raise N190k or myself and my surety would be picked up and locked up.

Today, I have shoes that cost more than N190k, but back then, that was a lot of money to me…and I didn’t have it. So for the next two weeks, I put myself on the road. I started chasing all the agencies owing me money. I ran up, down, to a hole, up a ladder and every where in between and finally raised the money which I paid back to the bank. It was an ordeal but it was finally over!

Months later, I raised some more money to print my 5th edition (above). The content was finished but once again, I didn’t have enough money to print it. I had only N200k and I needed N500k. I wasn’t ready to give up on this dream. No way! But of course I wasn’t going to go to a bank again..lesson learned there…lol. So instead I turned to the printers. I told them I had only N200k and would pay them the balance of N300k when the magazine was out. One printer agreed, took my money and half way into the job told me he couldn’t go further without any more money. He basically held me to ransom. I pleaded and threatened for months and they wouldn’t budge, wouldn’t print without more money and one day I was like, ‘you know what?’ I give up! I’m done!’ I told them to keep the money and the magazine, that I was done. I was just tired of it all. And that was the end of that dream.

Then I decided to face another business idea. I wanted to start a fashion, modeling and beauty school. This time I went to real banks (not community banks..lol). None, not even one looked at my business proposal. I was hoping to get N1million to start this business, but no bank was even willing to talk to me. After months of chasing this idea, looking for money etc, I also gave up on it and moved to the next thing!

A few months later, I shut down my office (after my landlady increased my rent – I could not afford to pay it). I gave out some of my office equipment, sold some and packed the rest of my things and went home. I was going to continue operating my business from home.

This was in 2010. I turned 30 that year and I remember having the worst day of my life – so far – on my 30th birthday. I’d lost my office, I’d given up on my magazine dream. My other businesses weren’t doing well. I’d been hustling since I was 17 and I thought that by now I would have made it, but here I was at 30, losing it all (or so I thought) and starting all over again.

But you see, in all of it, no matter how bad a day I had, no matter how tough it was, no matter the other dreams I gave up on, there was something I never stopped doing, I never stopped blogging. I would cry, wipe my tears, pick up my laptop and blog. If I didn’t have internet at home, I would go to a cybercafe, pay for time and blog there. This work/passion ultimately changed my life.

Sometime in 2012, when I’d started making money from blogging, a young lady talked to me about her struggles. She needed just N85k to start a nail and eye lash studio. She had someone who was willing to give her space to operate from, but she needed money for other equipment needed for the business. She told me that N85k would change her life and that of her family. She wasn’t even asking me for the money, she was just talking about her struggles and how hard it’s been for her to raise capital. She mentioned she’d approached a bank for a loan and no bank was willing to give her. She said she didn’t know how else she’d get the money but sugar daddy wasn’t an option. I remember smiling and I made the decision right there and then to give her the money for her business.

I remembered my life as a struggling entrepreneur, getting picked up by the Anti-Fraud Unit over N190k. I remembered how much help I needed and how little I got. How nobody could really help because they had their own issues and struggles. I remembered my dark days. I remembered all the people I begged to help me, to believe in me, to believe in my dreams. I remembered all the doors that were shut in my face. All the office receptions I sat in for hours. All the Nos I heard. All those who turned their backs. And how sometimes, I just wanted to give up. And I knew there were plenty girls like me out there, with ambition, with dreams, with fire burning in their soul…but who can’t get far because they have no one to help, not just with money but also with words. And I made up my mind that day, that whenever I get to a position where I could help other young ladies with dreams and aspirations, I would help. Because I’ve been through it myself, I know how difficult it is to start or run a business in this country. That’s why I want to focus on young ladies with dreams and good business ideas.

So far, I’ve touched 15 lives (see here)…I hope in my lifetime, that I am able to touch thousands more. God willing. This is the project I’ve decided to take up. For as long as I remember my over 8-hour ordeal at the Special Fraud unit in Ikoyi, I will always be here to help a female entrepreneur – if not with money, then with advice and guidance.

I struggled o. I used to do an annual fashion show called Style Night. I did it from 2004 to 2010. (see some pics here, and here here). I also tried to do a reality show called Nigeria’s top model search with Linda Ikeji…no sponsor. I give up…lol. Catwalk with Linda TV show..no sponsor, I give up! Lol

In 2010, I wrote an inspirational book titled ‘It Takes You’ to encourage people not to give up on their dreams. I spent a lot of money to get this published because being an author was one of my dreams and I was determined to realize that dream. I made it come through!…:-)

I was still working on my dreams when companies started asking me for advert rates for my blog. I created my ad rate in early 2011 and my life hasn’t been the same since. I left everything else and concentrated on this. Sandra is now the CEO of Blackdove…:-)

Sandra and I pictured above (She worked with me at Blackdove from 2004 when I started until 2011 when she took over the company. She was my rock for years! I doubt I love anyone more. She’s older than my other sister you all know, Laura. )

Anyway, I plan to do all I can to help as many young women as I can. I’m using my money for now but I would eventually talk to rich people and corporate bodies to get involved and raise as much as it’s possible as start-up capital for young female entrepreneurs. Too many unemployed individuals in this country. Let’s start creating jobs instead of always looking for one. Plus I don’t want anti-fraud people coming to knock on your door…lol.. or you turning to men. I hope all your dreams come true…and I hope no matter how tough it gets, you never give up.

PDP crises deepens as party is rejected out of secreteriat.

The Peoples Democratic Party in Ekiti State has been issued a quit notice by its landlord for failure to pay its rent.
The landlord, a two-term State PDP Chairman and now a member of the All Progressives Congress, Mr. Ropo Adesanya, is currently angry that the ruling party in the state allegedly issued him a dud cheque for the rent.
Power supply to the party secretariat has also been disconnected by Benin Electricity Distribution Company over inability to pay electricity bill.
Adesanya, who was the PDP Chairman for eight years, during which Governor Ayodele Fayose won the 2003 governorship election is asking for N1.5m owed as rent.
Describing the situation as “very embarrassing,” the Acting Chairman of the PDP in the state, Tunde Olatunde, who took over when the Chairman, Idowu Faleye, was purportedly removed, confirmed that the cheque issued to Adesanya was not honoured by the bank.
He explained that Adesanya had already forwarded a petition to the Commissioner of Police, Etop James, on the alleged issuance of a dud cheque, which he claimed was “stopped for no just cause.”
He said the cash could not be drawn from the party’s account at an old generation bank, despite the fact that the account had about N17 million.
Olatunde said, “The truth of the matter is that our party has been ejected for not paying our rent by our landlord, Chief Ropo Adesanya, eight-year party chairman and the man that produced Mr. Governor in his first term.
“We are owing the man N1.5m and we issued him a cheque drawn in our account in an old generation Bank that has about N17m at the time we were using it, but mysteriously, the cheque was stopped for no just cause.
“Chief Ropo Adesanya has petitioned the Commissioner of Police for issuance of dud cheque and the Police have confirmed that there is money in that account.
“The twist in the story is that Mr. Governor is saying that Adesanya bought the house nearly ten years ago when they sent him (Fayose) on exile.
“In fact, the secretariat has been disconnected from public power supply and we are suffering despite the fact that our party is in power and presently rules in Ekiti.
“This party has been in power for almost one year now, the government has not funded us. The state exco members have not been receiving their honorarium and the activities of the party have been grounded to a halt.”
However, the factional Publicity Secretary loyal to the governor, Jackson Adebayo, denied knowledge of the story.
SOURCE: DAILYPOST

WHEN CECH LEAVES

According to reports we’ve gotten, Petr Cech, Chelsea goalkeeper would be leaving the Football club for FA Cup winners Arsenal.
Of course this action didn’t go down with most blues fans even Jose Mourinho who has spoken publicly against it but the Chelsea board of directors want to grant Cech a favour as an act of repaying him for the selfless act he has displayed for about 13 years.
But what happens when Cech leaves?

Two things would be involved- Chelsea would be left with Courtois and Chelsea would be strengthening a great rival.

Courtois is one of the best keepers in the world undoubtedly but we can’t rely on him. Any keeper we buy later won’t be of Courtois’ quality hence the need of competition would be defeated.
For example in Bayern Munich last season they had two great keepers- Neuer and Reina but it was Neuer who played 95% of the games because there was no good competition.
Courtois was really at his best because he knew that Cech is as good as he is even better even though some fans might disagree. If Chelsea get John Ruddy it is quite sure that Courtois is going to play all the Premier League games bar injury. Chelsea would be at loss.

Arsenal are at the verge of signing Cech and in few days it would be announced officially. This is Chelsea’s biggest loss. They are making Arsenal’s dream of winning the Premier League more visible. No one can deny how Cech has saved Chelsea on glorious occasions e.g Champions League triumph in 2012. Now Arsenal has the best chance of winning the next title if they complete the transfer. Chelsea might regret this transfer if they are not careful.
This is actually a step back for Chelsea and an advancement for Arsenal. It is a win-win situation for the Gunners.

Cech leaves Chelsea has a great man and will make Arsenal a great team like the Invincibles. Having said that let’s keep our fingers crossed and watch how the situation works out.

Adeyemi Peter Olaoluwa

WHAT IF FAYOSE IS RIGHT?

Any staunch follower of Nigerian politics would admit that there is a strong feud between the two strongest political parties in the country. The People’s Democratic Parties (PDP) and All Progressive Congress (APC). This feud has caused a lot of damage to the integrity of the same personnels at the helm of affairs. I never cease to wonder how good friends can become public enemies.
One of the members of the acclaimed biggest political party in Africa,PDP, who also happens to be the Governor of Ekiti state, Ayo Fayose, has been in the forefront of the feud between the parties. He has been making career threatening statements not minding his position as a governor of a state. Though he has been deemed mannerless by the opposition party and his heavy words have been discarded blindly by ‘change-seeking’ Nigerians, Fayose has never stopped ranting.
The fact of the matter is that the words of Fayose must have an element of truth in it. However his words cannot be far from propaganda knowing the kind of man he is and his record. That being said, I would also like to say that Fayose is a man of great political intellect at least for defeating the educated Fayemi in Ekiti state elections. What keeps surprising me is the way he consistently talks about the health of the presidential candidate of APC, General Buhari. Though it seems he is bluffing but the facts and figures he brings out are not to be discarded. Fayose has been giving strong details about the presidential aspirant health which no one has been able to give. Of course there were concerns about the General’s health but his party assured Nigerians that he is hale and healthy. Recently, Apc general secretary Lai Muhammad admitted that Fayose has been tracking the movement of the Presidential Aspirant. For him to admit that it means Fayose must be ranting about the proceeds of his findings. We should not forget that this situation is similar to the late President Yaradua’s in 2007. Despite fainting at the rally PDP assured everyone that he was fine and we all know what the outcome was.
It would be a grave mistake if the APC are leading us on like the way PDP did in 2007. They would be toying with the future of Nigeria and they will regret it. The current state of Nigeria is as a result of the deceit by PDP about Later Yaradua’s health which gave room for president Jonathan to take over. This singular act infuriated the Northerners and gave rise to BOKO HARAM. If only PDP knew the outcome of their actions would be deadly they might have avoided it.
APC should do their best not to make the unforgivable decision PDP made. Contrary to what the former pot-bellied president Election is not a do or die affair. Nigeria future is not the game of draft or the game of chess that can be tossed around. They should make their actions result into a positive one for the greater good of the country. Maybe thats what Fayose wants but Nigerians would never think he is right.
ADEYEMI PETER OLAOLUWA

CHELSEA VS BRADFORD. ON THE BRIGHTER SIDE.

To most Chelsea fans the FA cup match between Chelsea and Bradford is the worst match the club has ever played in recent times.  Chelsea has lost some matches this season but this is the most humiliating. Well, I feel kind of happy though because it can be a blessing in disguise for the team.

Well the dream of winning a quadruple just slipped through our hands. Nevertheless we should also know that we are actively involved in three other competitions which I know that we can win any of them. Losing the Bradford match only means we can concentrate on the other competitions. Especially the premier league because it would be a fulfillment if we can lift the trophy. Everyone knows that we have the squad to do it and a world class coach. What we just need is extra effort and that will be all.

But what I fear most is the biggest opposition. Manchester City. They are also out of the FA Cup which is a big disappointment for me. You may be wondering why. The fact is that Manchester City are only in two competitions left. That is the UEFA Champions league and the Premier League. It is likely that they can be out of the Champions league soon and it will leave them only with the premier league. This will help them concentrate more on the completion. That can be a big edge over us because we might still be in the Champions league by then.

As football fans we know how it goes. There is always drama. Let’s just sit back and enjoy how the drama unfolds and hoping that it favours us.

ADEYEMI PETER OLAOLUWA.

DO WE STILL PRODCE GOOD MUSIC IN NIGERIA

Nigeria is a blessed country and there is no doubt about it. In every sector in life, Nigeria can produce a talented person who can work in that very sector perfectly. Especially in the music industry, we are so blessed with talented musician’s right from the time.
The Nigerian music industry has actually grown big as they say and it’s actually producing good music. We cannot deny the fact that we’ve produced good music and musicians in the last century. The question we should ask ourselves now is if we are still producing good music.
Good music is defined as the combination of sounds that is pleasant to the ear and body which also have good lyrical content to back it up. We can boast of talented musicians and producers but we can’t certainly boast of good lyrical content. This actually defiles the term of good music.
With the abundance of talents that we have in this country only few can produce a song with a good lyrical content and sound also. Most musicians can produce mind-blowing sounds and leave out the good side of lyrics. There are only three topics that the Nigerian music industry preaches which are LOVE, SEX and MONEY. Anything apart from these topic is considered uninteresting and not the best way to move the music industry forward. Even the song won’t get a good review from the fans.
When listening to music, it should be able to depict a good and edifying message that can actually transform your life not destroy it. One should be able to pick up music lyrics and get inspired by it without even listening to the song. It is a big pity that it can’t happen in Nigeria. I can’t pick a song by Whizkid and be inspired to do something good. We always complain about crises in our country. There have been high cases of people having illegal means to money, ladies getting pregnant at a very young age and others even committing suicide due to break up of relationships. All these can be traced to the kind of music they listen to. When a musician sings about sex and people love the song, it usually affects the listeners a lot. A youth who listens to songs about sex will definitely have sex before marriage because it seems good to him since that is what is being preached to him. Even the musicians themselves don’t have a very good life because of the things they sing about. For example when a musicians sings about ‘ganja’ there is no how he can’t escape the effects of taking it.
A funny part of it is that some musicians actually pick lines of their songs from other musician which is not supposed to be. Every musician should be known for his or lyrics. The Nigerian broadcasting company is actually doing their best to curb the aspect of bad music. Bad lyrics shouldn’t get airplay at all.
The power is in our hands. If the listeners stop to exalt bad music, then it actually goes a long way in transforming the music industry. Music shouldn’t be about love, sex, and money alone but things that will exalt the listeners. When we stops buying or downloading these kinds of songs they would change the lyrics. After all it is we they are singing for not themselves.wizkid