President @officialABAT is running the Most Useless Government in the history of Useless Governments!!! How many more Nigerians have to die due to this abysmal level of incompetence? Nigerians wake up everyday to lament one tragedy of the other. Unbearably heart-wrenching!!!

Many voices , one chant. “Obi-Kwankwaso”. This is Kano!!!!

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What a country! Imagine a beautiful Sunday evening, not even dark yet. Maybe you are coming back from a hangout, visiting a friend, or stepping out for your evening stroll or coming back from church or even went to get something in a shop and you just get gunned down by the roadside. JUST LIKE THAT?! Not a war or crisis happening o. Even as a movie, this sounds absurd and unbelievable, but this is some people’s reality in Jos, Plateau State today!

If your fiancée dyed her hair brown, on white top, black jean VERY BUSTY and is around SUNVIEW ALAGBAKA AKURE and you guys are about to get married as she is pregnant, the baby is not yours ooo. She is angrily telling the actual owner of the belle here, her sugar daddy, rich, rides a FORD explorer and smokes tobacco like a chimney, how you and her best friend had issues over money.

Her name was Ifunanya Nwangene. Nanyah to those who knew her voice. She was 26. She had left architecture for music. She had completed French classes. She had a collaboration with Tbrass in the pipeline. She was preparing her first solo concert for 2026. She had a soprano that turned chairs on The Voice Nigeria and made Rihanna's words sound like something the composers never imagined. On the morning of 29 March 2026, she would have woken up. She would have seen the posts, the speeches, the birthday tributes rolling across her timeline. And she, one of the over 240 million citizens of this administration, would have added her voice. A soprano voice. The kind Nigeria produces and then fails to protect. She is not here. She is not here because on 31 January 2026, a cobra bit her in her Abuja home while she slept. She woke up in pain and did what any Nigerian in the capital city of Africa's most populous nation would do. She went to the nearest clinic. No antivenom. She went to the Federal Medical Centre. The last dose was used. Her choir director ran through Abuja searching for more. He came back to find her gone. She died at 12:20pm. Four hours after the bite. In Abuja. The same Abuja where N150 billion landed a presidential jet. Where N10 billion is putting solar panels on the Villa. Where N21 billion finished the Vice President's house in twelve months after fourteen years of abandonment. Where the government that cannot keep antivenom in hospitals decided that the comfort of its officials could not wait. Ifunanya could wait, apparently. She waited for four hours. Now she is not here to sing happy birthday. She is not here to add her soprano to the chorus of 240 million voices this administration governs. She is not here to perform that solo concert. She is not here to release the Tbrass collaboration. She is not here to speak French in whatever city she was going to take her voice next. She is not here because the system failed her in the most basic, most preventable, most inexcusable way. A snake bite. Treatable. The Nigerian Senate said it themselves after she died: no Nigerian should die from a treatable snakebite in 2026. But she did. And she is one name. One voice. One soprano. Since the President's last birthday, the National Human Rights Commission has documented 3,584 Nigerians killed and 3,012 kidnapped in fifteen months. Eight dead every day. Seven taken every day. Not statistics. People. Each one had a name. Each one had something they were building. Each one had a birthday they will not see. In November 2025, more than 300 children were taken from a school in Niger State in one night. In January 2026, over 160 worshippers were abducted. The same month Ifunanya died. In February 2026, more than 160 people were killed in two villages in Kwara State in a single attack. The jet that carries the President to the Netherlands and Saudi Arabia cannot bring back a single one of them. The solar panels going into Aso Rock cannot light up the hospitals that had no antivenom. The N21 billion residence built for the Vice President in twelve months cannot restore one year of the life Ifunanya will never live. Happy birthday, Mr. President. The soprano is silent. 🐝🐆

My mother’s younger sister met and married a man named Anthony Ifegwu from Abia State while they were both in Niger State. They lived together in Kpakungwu, Minna, Niger State. In January 2006, she passed away, leaving behind three young children: the daughter, born on October 18, 1994; Chibuike Monday Samuel (the first son), born on November 14, 1999; and Uchenna Precious (the younger son), born on September 12, 2002. After their mother’s death, the eldest child — their daughter — came to stay with my mother, where she was raised and cared for as her own. However, their father, Anthony Ifegwu, took the two boys with him and sent someone to carry them to his village in Abia State. The exact village was unknown to our family; we had no address or contact information, making it impossible to trace them at the time. Tragically, the person Anthony Ifegwu sent to take the boys to the village was involved in a serious accident while coming back and died. Later, Anthony Ifegwu himself died a mysterious death at home. His body was discovered only when it started decomposing and smelling. For many years, we searched for the boys but had no leads. The daughter, now grown, has been worried and living in constant guilt for years. She has not been able to see or reconnect with her two younger brothers for over 20 years, and this long separation weighs heavily on her heart. Then, just a week ago, my mother accompanied the daughter to visit Anthony Ifegwu’s cousin sister, who is already advanced in age. My mother hoped this elderly woman could provide information about the whereabouts of Chibuike Monday Samuel and Uchenna Precious. Unfortunately, even though she is aware of the children’s whereabouts, she refused to share any details. To this day, the two boys remain lost to us. Their sister, who grew up under my mother’s care, is the only one of the three siblings we have been able to raise and stay connected with. The pain and guilt of not knowing what became of Chibuike Monday Samuel and Uchenna Precious continues to weigh heavily on our family, especially on their sister. I am begging the public for help in reuniting the daughter with her two brothers. If anyone knows the whereabouts of Chibuike Monday Samuel (born November 14, 1999) and Uchenna Precious (born September 12, 2002), sons of the late Anthony Ifegwu from Abia State — or if you have any information about his family, village, or relatives — please come forward. Any lead, no matter how small, could help bring this family back together after more than two decades apart

Ready to go! Peter Obi

I'm pleased to inform us that the Faculty of Dentistry, University of Nigeria has successfully undergone the MDCN re-accreditation process. As a result, they have now been given full accreditation and their training quota has been increased from 15 to SIXTY (60) students and 48 House Officers. You remember when we raised awareness and Peter Obi intervened with N15 million donation that was used to equip their lab? That was when the story changed forever. They are the only institution offering dentistry in the South East. 15 slots have been the case for several decades and now things have changed forever.

Fixed it 😂

My Truck, deployed for a haulage delivery in calabar, will be needing Return haulage back to Lagos. If you are in calabar, and have haulage you need to be moved down to Lagos. We are truck ready for your haulage and it’s in calabar as we speak. Dm or call me ☎️

I am deeply saddened to hear of the tragic incident in Ridawa village, Ghari LGA, where several hardworking Nigerians lost their lives following a pit collapse at a brick-making site. The news of this tragedy is heartbreaking. While we speak of moving Nigeria from consumption to production, we must never forget that the “producers”—the labourers, brick-makers, and miners—are our greatest national asset. Losing these young men to a preventable industrial accident is a collective loss to the nation. These were citizens in the prime of their lives, engaged in the noble and demanding work of nation-building through manual labour. Their deaths are a stark reminder of the urgent need to prioritise workplace safety, especially in our informal and artisanal sectors. My heart goes out to the families of the victims, the Ghari community in particular, and the Government of Kano State. I also commiserate with my brother, Senator Rabiu Musa Kwankwaso, and the resilient people of Kano. We remain committed to an economic revival that protects the worker as much as it promotes industry. My prayers are with the bereaved families during this incredibly difficult time. A New Nigeria is Possible. -PO

The Cost and Joy of Truthfulness Yesterday, i ran into a prominent journalist I do not know before then who told me he wanted to have me train a leading anti corruption agency in Nigeria. He told them I am the best guy in town to do the training. They agreed. Then they said I would be controversial. He said no, I would calm down. He guaranteed i know how to calm down. Then they said, “But he will always say the truth”. And I lost the job.

Without culture, there is no identity. Without identity, there is no legacy. Proud to present my first of many films in Igbo, written and produced by me. IJU ESE is coming to YouTube on Good Friday, 3 April 2026.

The people shutting down your businesses and killing your careers will be asking you to re-elect them so they can keep their jobs. Never forget what they're doing to you.

Gi dem Rice 📌

St. John Mary Vianney was not the best of preachers. He struggled academically in the seminary, and his homilies were often described as simple, direct, and sometimes repetitive. Yet his pastoral zeal and commitment to his vocation drew admiration from many, who traveled long distances to Ars for confession and to hear him. Today he is the patron saint of parish priests.

Again, as always, @iamayolawal speaks to the pain point of millions of Nigerians. How can fuel be nearing N1400 per liter and the government is silent? No reliefs, no plan, no palliatives. This is beyond being unacceptable. It is wickedness.

Peter Obi's speech at Sen. Kwankwaso's residence, today in Kano. So Peter Obi can speak Hausa? 😅