Another Moment in the Madness of the Nigerian Senate

Ipemndoh dan Iyan PhM

How is elected Office any Demonstration of ‘cognitive Adroitness’© or ‘intellectual Significance’©?

Did anyone recognise the profound Irony here https://youtu.be/33jQNGgSNeo?si=jjE3mUJ3n4YK1isz in Nigerian Federal Senator Onyekachi Nwaebonyi boasting to Ms Oby Ozekwesili that “People like you can never be here” with his left Forefinger seemingly hitting the Table? By “here,” he meant the repugnant current Senate of the Federal Republic of Nigeria, as if he sat Examinations to get “[t]here.” Such an Imbecile. He probably bought the Votes which gave him the Seat of a Senator either by patronising his largely illiterate, poverty-stricken, and unintelligent Constituents with paltry Amounts of Money not enough to feed them for more than a Week if, at all, the Amounts fed them for a Day or by bribing Officials of the Independent National Election Commission (INEC) with mind-boggling Sums. Otherwise, let us examine this first Term “I am a Senator” Onyekachi Nwaebonyi with ‘normative Logic’©; (1) why would anyone vote for him? (2) which Categories of Electors voted for him in the Majority? (3) What convinced Voters to tick or ‘thump-stamp’© the Name of this unknown Quality to serve a first Term? Bah.

The Woman – Oby Ozekwesili – Onyekachi Nwaebonyi called “Insult to Womanhood” was collected in that Exchange with him. She gave as much as she got, and it was what riled this Rodent Nwaebonyi, that a Woman could talk back to him, but hey, this is no ordinary Woman. While Onyekachi Nwaebonyi showed us the “Omo Agbero” he is, Oby Ozekwesili talked to him like a Teacher would, to a naughty Kindergarten. Well, she is old enough to be his Mother – he said so himself – and probably better accomplished than his Mother. Not really; I cannot care less if he insults me, after all I have referred to his Mother. He is about the same Age as my Child. My Child, born and raised in England –whose indigenous Population Nigerians condemn as having “no Respect” for Elders – can never be that ill-mannered. Besides, I am certainly much better educated than Nwaebonyi, and my Education contributes “significant new Knowledge” to the Depository of Knowledge the World over. This is Height, as far as I know, Onyekachi Nwaebonyi is yet to reach. A ju ni lo ko se Ebu. He can websearch my Names, but still insult me all he wants. Note: “Agbero,” roughly translated into English would mean ‘Passenger Usher’© onto Buses in Lagos “Motor Parks” or on the Roads. “Omo” in Yoruba equals ‘Child’. However, the ‘Omo’ in “Omo Agbero” depicts the Belligerence with which the “Agbero” is associated. I would say that in most Cases, this “Motor Park Thuggery” (“Omo Agbero”) is more often than not the Front “Lagosians” call(ed) “Sa ka ra” or “Sakara” or “Shakara.” My Description of Onyekachi Nwaebonyi as “Omo Agbero” was from ‘cursory Observation’© of the “Omo Agbero,” hence. Nwaebonyi appeared a Hoodlum for real.

Okay, we saw only a ‘selective Clip’© of the Exchange between Nwaebonyi and Ozekwesili, but I cannot imagine Ms Ozekwesili being as virulent as Mr Nwaebonyi at any Point in the rest of the Footage we did not see. She could not have been any less or much less than the Class Act I witnessed in the Clip. Just look at her in the Clip. Ms Oby Ozekwesili was unruffled while Mr “I am a Senator” Nwaebonyi was more rattled than a Rattlesnake. He was shouting, was he not? Did Ms Ozekwesili even raise her Voice? Her Voice was the Modulation of a practised Public Speaker. Ozekwesili was masterful, I tell ya, whether by Accident or Intent. I do not believe I can be that exemplary; I am “Omo Sango,” now, “Omo Evans Square,” “Omo Ebute Metta,” Lagos. We were really “Omo Ebute Metta,” but “Evans Square” in the “Sango” Area of Ebute Metta was the Signifier of our Identity because it was in the Square we dealt with our Differences. Go ask what we were in the 1960s when I was growing up. “We no dey do Shakara.” We did the real Thing. We challenged Ourselves to Fights in the Square. It was a huge fenced Area away from Do-gooders who would try to break up Fights. Actually, Evans Square was a huge Football Field for Football Matches, but hey, Football Teams did not compete every day, certainly not between our School Days of Monday to Friday. For whatever Reason, the Authorities never locked the Gates to Evans Square from Monday to Sunday, as much as I can remember. So, the Square served other Purposes when there were no Football Matches, but never criminal Purposes. We dished it out there between us, so you would know who would beat you into Submission the next time you opened your Mouth to pride yourself as Something. Yep, we were Children, and I cannot recollect whether we evolved the Trend or we just copied it from our older Street Elders. See, “Nigeria” was kind of a Toddler as a ‘Territorial State’© at the Time. I did some Fights there, but if my Mother or her Mother knew, I would have been in the greatest Trouble of my Life. My Mother’s Mother would be unhappy with me with Disappointment. My Mother would be furious with me, and beat me to Kingdom come. I could do those Fights because my Mother wrestled me from her Mother – my beloved Parent, really – to make me live with her, as she claimed “I am his Mother.” With my Grandmother, I would not have dared. A Second beyond my Time to get Home from Elementary School, she would send my oldest Sister to go get me. Woe on me if my Sister found me fighting. Even when she had only met me playing on the Road, I always got that hard Knock on the Head with her Knuckles. She was over sixteen Years my Elder. This oldest Sister of mine, bless her, R.I.P, fought my Battles for me though if anyone much older touched me. I remember one Incident. I had apprised my Mother’s Mother that a Teacher had beaten me with a Whip. My Grandmother sent my Sister to the School to ask the Teacher why. This was a School whose Headmaster visited my Grandmother regularly to talk about. Many of the Teachers did not know this, but only that no Teacher must hit me with anything. I did not take Advantage of this, as I tried not to misbehave, but Teachers in the 1960s/early1970s Nigeria would always hit Pupils, and Students for getting wrong the Answers to Questions until the Law against the Sadism was passed in the 70s, but I cannot recollect when exactly. It was General Yakubu “Jack” Military Government that passed this Law, so it would have been a “Decree.” Even then some Teachers did not care. I remember the Principal of my Secondary School who succeeded the Principal – my Father’s Friend – who took me in. This second Principal was a Brute, but he never hit, as he told me when I met him one on one, that I had no “Respect” for him. To brutalise Children was his Avenue to “Respect,” but he had found out that I could not care less if he harmed my Body, he still would not get that “Respect.” My Skin was broken by a Teacher who whipped me in the left Thigh with an Electric Wire, under that Savage’s Tenure. I still have the Scare since 1973. He was lucky my Mother’s Mother died in 1972. I did not say anything to my Father because he would not have done anything about it. I still cannot forgive my Father, though deceased, for this. As for my Mother. She would not concern herself with that, as she beat me, herself almost all the time until I behaved my “Omo Ebute Metta” to her. No, I never hit my Mother. I only gave her a Promise, and she stopped. She always explained me as “Mo mo e. Ikan to ba ni o ma se lo ma se.” My Father only hit me once in Anger, and that was the only time he hit me, and I still do not forgive him. He had no ‘normative Reason’© to beat me on that Day. My Mother’s Mother, my Star, my most beloved Parent. I still miss her. She never once hit me in Anger. Anyway, back to my big Sister, and the Teacher. When my Sister asked why the Teacher had hit me, he arrogantly told my Sister to get lost. My Sister simply responded with a huge Punch on his Face. He did not like that. I bet nobody taught him the grand/cardinal Law of Nature of “do onto Others as you want Others to do onto you;” Reciprocity. He would not accept what he meted out. He decided to fight my Sister. Greatest Mistake of his Life, as she would have wiped the Floor with him. See? It was okay for him to hit a Child, but could not take the Reverse. My Sister removed her Wrap (Wrapper) to let him see she had Shorts on. Before the real Fight could commence, the Headmaster was on the Floor, second Floor, I think. Someone had dashed to fetch him. He called my Sister by her first Name, and the Teacher just stopped in Shock. Of course, my Sister had aborted her Actions hearing the Headmaster call her. When she told him what had happened, he reproached her for not coming to him to deal with it. That Teacher never touched me again, and even as a Child I sensed the Helplessness in him, and the Hate in his Eyes every time our Eyes met. Well, he should not have hit me. I was not his Dog. He deserved whatever he got; from my Sister, and from the School.

I lost only one Fight in Evans Square, but the following Year, I beat up the same Guy so much that he would not even open his Mouth to say a hostile Word to me for the Rest of our Days in School. Luckily for him we had only about two or three more Years to go in our eight Years’ Study Duration. One thing, though. I always got punished for those Fights by Mother Nature. In those Days, we were using Nibs dipped in Ink to write, but my Father always got me Fountain Pens. Every time I fought in the Square, my Fountain Pens were stolen from my School Bags where I placed them on the Ground. It was as if I was being challenged to fight – I never challenged anyone – so they could steal my Fountain Pens. I never learnt. On the Day I reversed my Beating of the previous Year, that nasty Child followed me few Paces from my Home crying that I had beaten him up. I begged him from the circa 20-30 Minutes from Evans Square to Home. I even appealed to his Conscience, reminding him that when he had punished me the previous Year, I had not followed him the circa 5-10 Minutes to his Home. The “Asiwin” Pikin no hear. I even reminded him that it was he who challenged me to the Fight, as he had done the previous Year. The “Were” Child no gree. I had to bribe him with my Handicraft ready for Submission just Paces from my Mother. I knew that he had no Handicraft to submit. His Family could not afford it, and this is not Slight but Fact. He never brought any Handicraft to Class to show the “Craftmaster” (Teacher) how far he had gone getting it ready for Submission. I had to suggest to my Mother that my Handicraft was stolen, which it was morally, and submit a hastily made different Handicraft that earned me less Marks than the One that Lowlife took from me. He must have challenged me to the Fight for my Handicraft intending to take it from me by Force since he had already “taught” me “a Lesson” the Year before. Now, he took it from me through “Blackmail” suspecting what my Mother would do to me if she discovered I had been fighting. He was a Year my Senior who repeated Class, so would be 69 Years old or 70 Years old this Year 2025 (or perhaps older). Believe it or not, I still remember his Names. His first name stated with R ending with I. The last Name began with L terminating with I. These Events were in 1966 or 1967. This immoral Person; unfair, greedy, et cetera, is the kind holding Nigeria to Ransom today in the Vice Grip of ‘Oligarchic Governance’©

Nigerians and the English Language

English is the official Language of Nigeria, but to hear Majority of Nigerians speak or write it, even Graduates from Nigerian Universities, you you would either crack your Ribs laughing or get really angry and dismissive. I get to be the latter. The English Language, as with all Languages, has its Nuances, but it appears that the Nigerian Grasp of the Language is bereft of any Understanding of its Nuances. Onyekachi Nwaebonyi claimed that Ms Oby Ozekwesili told him “to shut up my Mouth,” and that he was glad the latter “admitted publicly” to telling him that. I was not there in that Room with both of them, but I am assured that Nwaebonyi is not credible. Ozekwesili never made that Concession. What she admitted to saying was “can you please shut up?” It was Charles Aniagolu who rephrased what she said in bad Journalism and ‘absent Grasp’© of ‘functional English’© with his “you said to him to shut his Mouth” eliciting spontaneous Response from Ms Ozekwesili who had not digested his Distortion of what she had said. Nwaebonyi boasted with “I am a Lawyer,” and as such should know that the Rule of Evidence is predicated on factual Testimony. “Hearsay” could be admitted at times, but not ‘exaggerated Say’© or ‘distorted Say’© or ‘manufactured Say’©. Onyekachi Nwaebonyi has evidenced the Unreliability of his Version of Events by directing Attention at what Oby Ozekwesili admitted saying as Confirmation of what he asserted she had said yet what she acknowledged saying contradicted his Assertion. Ergo, I do not see why Ms Ozekwesili has to “apologize” for politely asking an uncouth Person to zip it. Ozekwesili’s “can you please shut up?” does not have the same Sting as “shut [your] Mouth” (Aniagolu’s Contortion) or “shut up [your] Mouth,” (Nwaebonyi’s Sensationalism). In fact, these Expressions do not have the same ‘attitudinal Underpinning’© The Ozekwesili Expression suggests she was finding Nwaebonyi unreasonable and tiresome. Aniagolu mangled Ozekwesili’s Request to “shut [your] Mouth” implied the Message of outright Irritation or Intolerance Ms Oby Ozekwesili did not send. In the same Vein, Nwaebonyi’s Translation of what Ozekwesili said to him was Nwaebonyi’s Contempt for someone who acted like him if he were in Ozekwesili’s Shoes.

I remember in the 1990s in London when I was a Director of a “Company limited by Guarantee.” I would always say “you are talking Rubbish” if I wanted Somebody to mute it. One Director hated that despite my explaining over and over that I never directed it at the Person, but at what the Person was saying. He even attempted to attack me physically on one Night – we always had our Board Meetings at Night – and it was on that Occasion I saw the Glint of Respect for me in his Eyes. He came at me to hit me, and he was much bigger than I (and older). Before he was restrained by the other Directors, he realised I had neither moved from my Seat nor flinched in any way. He was actually already holding himself back, and that was the Respect; he knew I was not afraid of him. He did not know that I am “Omo Ebute Metta,” now. Anything around the “Omo Ebute Metta” is a Weapon, and we were in our Boardroom; plenty of Weapons, right in front of every Director in that Room except for him. The Idiot had moved from his Seat to rely on ‘brute Force with no Sense’©. I would have had to let him strike me first though. Even then, there would still be the ‘Nuisance of proportionate Force’© for me to deal with. Irrational “Man” made Laws. Women – those not aspiring to be Men – would never make such Laws. Our Mothers are “God” on Earth. Remember me now? I am the www.godisfemalepages.net Guy. I last uploaded anything about 10-15 Years ago, I think, but hey, you can read my Argument in ‘Triangulating God: the church, tithe and worship, 2014, Amazon. I have used Sand as Weapon, not to throw in Somebody’s Eyes, but to stuff his Mouth. Remember that Guy who beat me up, but I reversed the beating the following Year? I was actually urged to urinate in his Mouth, but that was stupid because if he had any Sense, he could just bite off my Thing. I was a Child, but I was not that foolish as those urging me to wee in his Mouth.

Anyway, back to the Board Member Colleague in England desiring to hit me. In the UK in which England is a Part, you assault Someone, you get “a criminal Record.” So, he had a Choice; hit me or not hit me. Months or a Year later, I understood why he could not deal with my “you are talking Rubbish” as not personal Affront. He came dashing to me in one of the Hallways in our four-Floors Building – I cannot remember which Floor – with this very happy Face to show me his bachelor’s Degree. He had recently graduated. Then it dawned on me; he had been jealous of my Education which he would have believed installed my Confidence. The Others were educated too; Accountants, Lawyers, and Degrees in this, and that. I never announced myself a Graduate, but I was ‘articulative’©, and that led to the Presumption of my Education, and I was the only one bold enough to say “you are talking Rubbish”. Up until then, my Consciousness was that we all Board Members had substantive University Degrees. You see, Mr Onyekachi Nwaebonyi getting riotous over Ms Oby Ozekwesili’s polite Request to him to “shut” it, arises from his Envy of Ozekwesili whom he has since referred to as “old enough to be my Mother.” The more he talked about her the clearer his Envy of her. Listen to what he has been saying; it is about “Meta-Communication.” I ask again; is Onyekachi Nwaebonyi’s Mother as celebratory as Ms Oby Ozekwesili? By the Way, my fellow Board Director was wrong about the Foundation of my Confidence. Even before I had a Degree – I was an “Adult Student” – I was fighting Battles telling Others I had no Degree. They just could not accept otherwise the Extent of my Intellect. Did it help that I started reading my Father’s Collection of Legal Texts – he was a Police Prosecutor at the time, amongst his many Functions in the Force – circa eight Months away from my Thirteenth Birthday? I do not believe so. If I were not inherently Intellectual, why would I be drawn at that Age to Texts with ‘involved Narratives’©? No; I cannot consider myself knowledgeable in Everything. That would be hallucinatory. No; occupying One’s Head with ‘appropriated Knowledge’© is not ‘Intellect’. ‘Intellect’ is ‘inherent evaluative’© and it is not the same Thing as ‘Intelligence’. How much you are able to load your Head with Knowledge from other Persons, and regurgitate what you have memorised will hint at your Level of ‘Intelligence’. ‘Intelligence’, really, ‘is how much learnt Information – existing Knowledge – a Person’s Brain can accommodate and/or encounter and how well it can usefully process such Information’©. On the other Hand, ‘Intellect is original thinking in Problem-solving not Regurgitation of learnt Information (“existing Knowledge”). ‘Intellect’ is evident; for instance, when you are able to ask Questions of “Experts,” which never occurred to them to resolve regarding Issues in their Areas of “Expertise.” ‘Intellect’ is also indicated where your reasoning is comprehensive. In short, ‘Intellect substantiates the Capability of a Person’s Brain to deduce own Knowledge outside of learnt Information’©.

Political Office in Nigeria: Mandates for Thievery and Abuse of Position

Political Office in Nigeria is Mandate for Office Holders to enrich Themselves, and Associates, and Sycophants through the Thefts of Public Funds directly or by some shady Deals. It is also Climb Up the Ladder of “social Mobility” to the ‘oligarchic Status’© of ‘positional autocracy’© by Virtue of elected Office. We have noted over time Nigerian Politicians exhibiting this Abuse of Position. Onyekachi Nwaebonyi’s abysmal Treatment of Oby Ozekwesili is illustrative. However, in my Understanding, Ozekwesili is a more accomplished Person than Nwaebonyi. Note: ‘positional autocracy’ can explain any Occasion where there is Abuse of Authority/Influence/Power in Interplays of ‘assumed/real high social Status’© versus ‘assumed/real low social Status’©.

Onyekachi Nwaebonyi did not disappoint me in what I have come to expect of the Senate of the Federal Republic of Nigeria. Did female Senator Ireti Kingibe not tell the World that “a Man, Husband, and Father” severally has, or in Combination have, superior Value to a (i) Woman, (ii) Mother, and (iii) Wife, individually or as Amalgam? That tells you the “cognitive Competence” of the Membership of this disastrous Senate. Of course, there would be exceptional Members. Look, Nwaebonyi simply demonstrated to the World how he and those like him, overwhelmed by being Senators of the Banana Federal Republic of Nigeria, treat their Mothers, Sisters, Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and Nieces. E ka bo, Eyin Omo Oju o ri Ola ri ti o so Omo ni Ola ni Iyonu. Onyekachi Nwaebonyi should be aware that intelligent Individuals know that there is no big Deal to being elected into Office anywhere in the World. The elected Office is not Measure of Intelligence or Evidence of Capability for ‘Subtlety of Interaction’© or Confirmation of any Capability. Look at him, for Instance, no demonstrable high Intelligence or interactive Skills or Humility necessary in the elected Official conversant with the Acknowledgement that s/he is Servant to ‘the People’. The elected Official is the ‘Aggregation of vested Interests’© in most Cases in Conflict known or unknown to those Interests which in any Case do not care. Unfortunately for these vested Interests, their Aggregation; that Person they have elected they have also given the Power with which to oppress them. Look at Bola Ahmed Tinubu, for Instance, notwithstanding that he did not satisfy any constitutional Requirement to be President of Nigeria or be elected into any Office in Nigeria. Look again at Godswill Akpabio. Although he satisfied those Requirements, is he, as an Individual, worthy of “collective Trust" that is the Fundamental (Noun) of elective Office? In The Federalist Papers written in the late 18th Century by Persons who became (or were already) Presidents, Chief Justices, State Governors (and perhaps also Legislators) of the United States of America (US(A)), plenty was said about the Tendency for elected Officials to transform into Tyrants, as Nigerians are now experiencing with their Executives, Legislators, and by Extension their Judiciaries. English political Philosopher John Stuart Mill put it succinctly with “Representative institutions are of little value, and may be a mere instrument of tyranny ...” (‘Representative Government – 1861’). Notice the Rubbish that is going on now in the USA where for the Sake of one Person, the ‘derisively low’© Cognition Mr Donald J Trump Sr, a ‘perennial Fraud’©, and now Felon, the Supreme Court of that Country has deitised the Office of the President of the United States (POTUS). Ask yourselves, and you need to cast aside Partisanship, how fair on you that in a Polity that claims the “Equality of all Men,” a Man you voted into Office is now ‘God’? Is that what you voted for him to become, ‘God’? Is this what “Democracy” is, the ‘Elevation of Man to God’©?

Onyekachi Nwaebonyi compares himself with Oby Ozekwesili

Seriously, “I am a Senator,” Onyekachi Nwaebonyi, compared with Oby Ozekwesili with her global Accomplishments? Come on, you kidding me? Ozekwesili was appointed to high-ranking Positions in global Functions by the Votes of superior Minds and Statuses to the Majority of those who appointed Onyekachi Nwaebonyi as Senator. Nwaebonyi is worth Zilch as a Senator outside Nigeria. Why does he not ask his ‘Usurper President’© Bola Ahmed Tinubu why he cannot go to the USA? It is because his Presidency is not worth a Dime there. He is a Felon, and Felons ain’t allowed to step on USA Soil. Okay, may be, fellow Felon Donald J Trump Sr might grant him Dispensation. My Point really is that Onyekachi Nwaebonyi as a Nigerian Federal Senator is like the little Village Boy to Oby Ozekwesili, the globally recognized Achiever. I am not a Fan of Ms Ozekwesili, and I compliment her truthfully only. You would have noticed that I have not referred to her as “Dr.” I will never call her that inasmuch as all she has is “honorary doctorate.” So, you see, I will praise only as due. Those with academic (or professional) Research Degrees worked extremely hard to get them, besides other Accomplishments they equally worked extremely hard for.

Further Observations

Awon Nigerian Journalists mi won mo Imo Ara won; Ari fin. Imagine Reuben Abati, and Rufai Oseni of ARISE NEWS, and Seun Okinbaloye of Channels Television cautioning Senator Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan on the Need to provide Evidence for her Allegations against Godswill Akpabio. Ema n ko ja Aye Ara yin. A ti e gbo ti Abati, se bi Iyen ka Law. However, it is still much disrespectful of Reuben Abati to be lecturing Mrs Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan on Rules of Evidence. He is no better educated than her in Law, and is probably not even a Lawyer. Did he attend the Nigerian Law School? If he did not, he cannot lawfully call himself a Lawyer, ipso facto, not authorised to practise. On the other hand, Senator Akpoti Uduaghan is a Lawyer. As far as I know, she was practising in Nigeria, and perhaps still is. This means she attended the Nigerian Law School.

Television Stations are not Court Rooms nor are Broadcasters Judges, if at all Lawyers or even educated to bachelor’s Level. The Nigerian Court is not even “inquisitorial.” It is “adversarial.” Journalists seeking Evidence from Senator Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan of any Allegation she makes or warning her to be ready to produce Evidence simply tell me they are not bright by any “Stretch of the Imagination.” Evidence is skeletal in “filing Motions,” and expatiated in “Examinations,” and “Cross-Examinations.” Even when Akpoti Uduaghan nudged Okinbaloye along the “deductive reasoning” Path, he still failed to get it. Well, I suppose very few are capable of “deductive reasoning.” Look, Senator Godswill Akpabio himself is a Lawyer. He knows what to do if Allegations against him are unfounded. Abati, and Okinbaloye should be asking Akpabio why he is not suing Akpoti Uduaghan in the Courts, instead of resorting to underhand Methods, i.e., the Contempt of Court Discipline of Senator Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan; ordinarily an unconstitutional Process, and evidently ‘Self arrogated Power of Discipline’©, to silence her. These Methods point, prima facie, to Godswill Akpabio’s Guilt. Akpabio is clearly deranged.

I learnt this Morning, Saturday 12 April 2025 from Aisha Yesufu’s https://youtu.be/RFuM6TkmLCQ?si=Gr2ejg0lS-sz3HDN that Godswill Akpabio continues with his ‘devious Mentality’© to gain Advantage by running to the Inspector General (IG) of the Nigeria Police, Kayode Egbetokun (PhD), citing “criminal Defamation,” inter alia, that he expects should get Senator Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan arrested. He is particularly concerned that her Allegation of his (Godswill Akpabio) seeking to murder her has put his (Godswill Akpabio) Life in “Danger.” I recall two very infuriating Home Pests (Household Pests). They wait until you are not at Home or you are sleeping then they invade your Home searching for Food as if they are entitled (i.e. Sex you do not deserve = sexual Harassment), but they are so difficult to get rid of, so they keep returning (Victimisation, Attempts to kill you with the Diseases they carry if they somehow get through to your Food Items). Eventually you have hard enough, and you do the right Thing, and they run for Shelter into Hideouts they are certain would protect them (i.e., hiding behind Authority of being President of the Nigerian Senate, and/or the Safeguard of Nigeria’s IG). Which of those two most cowardly, and nauseating Rodents would you say Godswill Akpabio is?

Godswill Akpabio’s “Petition” to his ‘Partner Tyrant’©, the IG, in the ‘oligarchic Repression’© of the Populace of the Nigerian State is very informative. (I) Have I not consistently said that Godswill Akpabio is a Coward? Now, he is seeking the extra nannying of the Law he disrespected in oppressing Senator Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan over her Allegation of his sexual Harassment, and Victimisation of her, what I have termed ‘sexual Predation. (II) Godswill Akpabio fears for own Life. What about Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan’s Life he has put in Danger since he abused his Authority and the Constitution of Nigeria 1999 by terminating her Security Detail in his Desperation to suppress her Allegation? Godswill Akpabio is a Man diverting the Resources of the Nigerian State to shield himself from the “just deserts” of his Wrongdoings. (III) It seems Mr Akpabio’s “Petition” did not mention Mrs Senator Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan’s Allegation of ‘sexual Predation’ against him. Why, if it is not certain he knows he is guilty of that? (IV) The IG of the Nigerian Police Force would be extremely stupid, and incredibly ‘Power saturated’© that he has become “the Emperor without Clothes,” if he takes Action against Mrs Senator Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan for Mr Godswill Akpabio’s whimpering while he has sat on Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan’s Allegation to him of Godswill Akpabio’s Plan to murder her. (V) It is evident from Akpabio’s “Petition” how confident the Tinubu Cohort is of its Invincibility. If Nigerians allow their Police to touch Senator Natasha Akpoti Uduaghan then Nigeria is damned to Hell. Enough of these Oppressors getting away with disrespecting you all at Will. No bi as dem born dem, dem born una? Really? Can the Police kill all of you? Really? Can the Military kill you all? Remember Jesus the Christ’s “... for all they that take the sword shall perish with the sword” (Matthew, 26:52 – KJV)? A ba? ‘Allah’ or ‘God’ is not coming down to wield your Sword for you with which to protect your Lives. Remember little David versus big Goliath in you Bible Story? David folded his Arms (1 Samuel, 17:1-51 – KJV)? Nobody can have Power over the Multitude unless the Multitude surrenders Power. Where the Multitude is determined, and is in the Right, even Servants – the Police, other Security Forces, and the Military – of the Oppressors will change Sides to join the ‘righteous Multitude’©. We witnessed it in the Soviet Union in 1991 when the Military refused to shoot at ‘the People’. Even in the Second World War there were Personnel in the Nazi Military who defied Orders to kill Civilians. The Police and the Military protect your Oppressors. Your Oppressors are nothing without these Forces. Your Oppressors have already stolen your Country’s Wealth to enrich their personal Selves while you die from Hunger, from having no Money to feed, you are exterminated by ill-Health from having no Government Health Care Provision or Money to pay private Clinics. Look at yourself in the Mirror. Ah, I don forget; una no get Kobo to feed and una go, go buy Mirror? Una be Mess; the “living dead.” Igba wo ni ma ku o ni ku? Posterity will judge Nigerian Police and Military Personnel who kill Nigerian Civilians for the despicable Lives of the Oppressors of ‘the People’, and their Families shall forever be in Damnation. Ma bere Ese Obi ni Owo Omo ati Iran di Ran; be ni Oluwa wi.