So I’ll be sharing my progress with re-learning React Native here. I’ve already started so I’ll just put that under day 1. Would have daily reports on what I’ve done. Hoping that by day 31 (the end of the month), I’ve re-learnt it to intermediate level and built a few things

May you never get tired of saying this every day. May you never get tired of putting it in our faces everyday. May you never get tired of speaking up.

As a writer, my eyes are my entire life and future. I’ve just been diagnosed with a severe retinal detachment in my right eye and am at immediate risk of permanent blindness. I urgently need to raise a 1,000,000 Naira deposit for emergency surgery this Monday, June 15th at Tulsi

I was open about everything tonight however I don’t wish to speak about it again during a live stream. If I can help any women that might be in a similar situation my DMs are open. If you missed it here is what happened: TW pregnancy loss I had emergency surgery due to a ruptured ectopic pregnancy. I was hemorrhaging blood and passing out. Ladies speak up and listen to your body. I wasn’t able to get an appointment with an OB before 8 weeks and I had a feeling something was wrong. Demand to be seen. You can get an ultrasound at the ER. I waited and just dealt with the pain and as a result have now lost some of my reproductive organs. Had I gone in sooner I might still have all my parts. 😞 Andrew I love you and thank you for everything these past few days.

Yet another day again, Day 25 😞

My friend gets a call from another surgeon: Hey Maria, I am gonna bump your 7 30 am case because mine is an emergency Her: Hi John, what case are you doing? Him: A gallbladder Her: Sounds like that can wait Him: They should have never given you that time for your mastectomy anyway, I want it Her: You can take it up with the OR committee nd "no, you cannot bump my case" My patient has been waiting for her cancer surgery and doesn’t deserve to wait longer for your convenience When she told me this story I was so incredibly proud of her. He could have easily done his gallbladder surgery before or after his other surgeries nd he only wanted to bump her surgery so he could go home sooner while she and her patient would be forced to wait until the end of the day. To all of my women in male occupied fields who have had men try to steamroll over you, NO is a full sentence. 👏🏽

This woman reports that her little niece was kidnapped last night. She has been appealing to the public to help her share this video incase someone may have seen the little girl. Please help share this video. Let’s help find this innocent little baby.

Another advantage of being in tech is being able to see a problem and think of multiple solutions instead of just complaining. When the Nigerian government launched the list of PVC ( CVR) centres, it was a minimal interface that required you to do alot of manual work. When I saw it, I decided to build two things with @Salus_Cloud ASAP. 1. An interface that allows you search your address or location, and it'll show you the closest PVC center from your location. 2. Get daily email reminder with the locations that'll encourage you to go and get your PVC, and these emails will only stop once you tell the system that you've gotten your PVC. Do your part as a Nigerian today, Join 500 people and go to pvc.salus.sh and find the location close to you. Before VS after

Not for vibe-coders, they started with a full blown e-commerce platform with a supabase backend and 8 microservices

Kingsley Nebo, (the man on suit), who paid ₦1 million to assassins to murder 25-year-old student Sochima Onoh on July 12 last year, was arraigned in court in Enugu yesterday. While the judge was about to hear the matter, the police prosecutor presented a letter from the IGP requesting that the case be withdrawn from the court. A murderer who confessed on video to the crime is being withdrawn? This sums up the current state of Nigeria. Nigeria has happened to me.

Ariel has been with Santa Monica for 23 years and has worked on every single God of War mainline game She has a great track record and proven her work, whereas your track record is being a woman beater

She was tortured with bottles and sticks in her private parts for 10 months. her hair was pulled out from her head, leaving her scalp bare. When women say they don't want to get married, they fear such husband and in-laws. But you all keep crying gold digger, body count, alimony.

never stopped y'all from playing as Link despite the game being named "The legend of Zelda"

RT @thamieverywhere: bro to bro: if you like skinnier girls, get yourself a skinny girl. if you like thicker girls, get yourself a thick gi…

None of this is satire. → A company spent $500,000,000 on Claude in one month because nobody set usage limits → Uber ran leaderboards ranking engineers by how much AI they used, not what they shipped → Uber burned their entire 2026 budget by April. Their COO said he can’t connect any of it to consumer features → A CTO told Axios employees were using enterprise AI to check the weather → Microsoft canceled most Claude Code licenses because the token bill spiraled → Companies are now laying people off to pay the AI bill. Not because AI replaced the work. Because the bill replaced the headcount.

every software engineer is just someone who wanted to make video games and quietly gave up on that dream

- Nikesh Patel goes to police crying that his wife is ‘missing’ - During questioning Nikesh, police finds out he himself SOLD his wife for ₹50,000 because he ‘didn’t like her’ - Police then busts human trafficking racket and rescues his wife - Wife shares harrowing details of being gang raped, assaulted and robbed of her jewellery by the same people her husband sold her off to Some crimes are so evil they genuinely make your brain stop for a second.

“My name is Temitope Mary, I’m from Ibadan” She is from Ibadan She’s backing an infant They have been outside in the harsh weather In the badlands In the hands of Terrorists. My name is Olajuwon Subair, I’m from Ibadan. I have a son. He has a mother. I have a school of 100 children in an underserved community. I am devastated. What if it was my wife introducing herself with Adeoye on her back? What if Ile Nla was raided by terrorists and those 100 children were kidnapped in my hall? This is not a happy Children’s day

It's 2026 and your CEO just sent you a 2,400 line pull request. You get a cup of coffee and sit down to review it. It's a disaster. A dozen unrelated refactors. Unused methods with names like `convertFromBase10` and `normalizeBeforeSerialization`. You catch a few hardcoded API keys, but that's ok. It's part of the dance. They didn't consider that someone might look at this diff. Here's a comment buddy. They respond in an hour (after Copilot, qodo, CodeRabbit and Greptile finish their reviews) saying we shouldn't worry about "implementation details" anymore, those are relics of the past. Hey let's jump into a room and figure it out. We can't just agree to disagree, this is probably my last job in tech and I can't watch this fucker burn the place to the ground. The PR merges and goes to prod. You feel a shared sense of apathy and dread with Hannah the intern (she has to review his AI generated social media posts ever since Grok got too imaginative). That night you go to sleep and have nightmares of that code. You can still see the shapes of it on the backs of your eyelids. You go to work the next day ready to quit. You no longer understand the system. There is no foundation. Time to use those savings and an SBA loan to buy a liquor store and never login to GitHub again.

So there is this child in my compound that is close to me. Turned 16 this year. We were having random conversations this evening and you know I just casually asked about school and she told me she's never been, not at all. I was shocked cause she speaks english well like the

In May 1860, she kissed her six children goodbye. She thought about the dinner she would cook later. She thought about the laundry. She thought about the quiet life of a mother in Illinois. She had no idea that when the front door clicked shut, it would stay locked for three long years. Her husband, Theophilus Packard, was a respected minister. To the neighbors, he was a man of God. But inside their home, he was a man who could not stand a wife who thought for herself. Elizabeth Packard liked to read. She liked to debate religion. She had her own opinions about life and faith. In the 19th century, for a woman to have a brain was considered a danger. Theophilus decided to end the argument once and for all. He didn’t need a crime. He didn't need a witness. In those days, the law in Illinois said a man could commit his wife to an insane asylum without any evidence or a public hearing. He simply had to say she was "disturbed." One morning, a group of men arrived at her home. They didn't listen to her logic. They didn't care about her tears. They dragged her away to the Jacksonville Insane Asylum. Elizabeth was 43 years old, perfectly sane, and suddenly a prisoner. When she entered the asylum, she expected to see people who needed medical help. Instead, she found a warehouse of "inconvenient" women. There were wives who had argued with their husbands about money. There were daughters who refused to marry men they didn't love. There were women who were simply too loud or too independent. "This is not a hospital," Elizabeth realized. "It is a cage for the unwanted." The doctors tried to break her spirit. They told her that if she just admitted her husband was right and she was wrong, she could go home. They wanted her to say she was crazy for wanting her own thoughts. Elizabeth looked them in the eye and said, "I cannot buy my liberty by a lie." She didn’t give up. Instead, she started to write. She hid scraps of paper in the linings of her clothes. She tucked notes under floorboards. She recorded every abuse, every scream in the night, and every story of the women around her. She became a secret journalist inside a living nightmare. After three years, she was finally released, but her husband locked her in a room at home. He planned to move her to another asylum in a different state. This time, Elizabeth’s friends helped her get a message to a judge. A trial was finally ordered to determine if she was actually insane. The courtroom was packed. Theophilus was confident. He brought "experts" to say that her religious doubts proved her mind was broken. But then, Elizabeth stood up. She didn't shout. She spoke with the calm power of the truth. She explained her beliefs. She showed the jury that having a different opinion is not a disease. The jury only needed seven minutes. They came back with a single word: Sane. Elizabeth walked out as a free woman, but she found that her husband had taken everything. He had sold their furniture, taken her money, and disappeared with their children. She was alone and penniless. Most people would have disappeared into the shadows. Elizabeth did the opposite. She spent the next forty years traveling the country. She stood before the legislature and demanded new laws. She said, "A woman's mind is her own, and the law must protect it." Because of her, states changed their laws. They made it illegal to lock a person away without a fair trial and a medical exam. She turned her private pain into a public shield for thousands of other women. She proved that even if you take away a woman’s home, her money, and her children, you can never truly take away her voice.