Just Some Ramblings

I was reading a post today about how our one and only Baba Iyabo,OBJ did a public showdown on my guy Eedris Abdulkareem at a function when he sang one of my best naija songs till date "Jaga Jaga". The amount of Illiteracy been shown by OBJ does not befit a Nation like ours.I remember when he came to houston and did a press conference,a nigerian guy asked him a question about the way things are getting worse in Nigeria and guess what ur President said,he told the guy to shut up and how can he be asking him that kind of question.

Firstly, with the intensity and rate at which we pride education in our country,why is it that the qualification to become the President Of Federal Republic of Nigeria is a High School Certificate Diploma? With the rate of scholars we have in the country,why are will still been ruled by people that did not go to school?I know a lot of people will be like,you don't have to be educated to be a leader ... right.I agree to that as well,but leading a Nation like Nigeria is more than been just a leader.

I saw a book about The Nigerian Government since our independence with one of my friend's dad and was looking at the names of people that has been in government since independence and found out that we still have the same people that governed us in the 60's still running the damn show in the year 2006.How can a nation progress or develop when the same people are still making decisions for us in 2006 the same way they were making it in 1966.

Men it saddens me when I read about issues in Nigeria.The post AYOKE did just made me remember stuffs i saw when i went back home in December. I have some friends in Nigeria that are always like things is getting better in Nigeria and I always tell them that the only reason you are enjoying in Nigeria is because you have a job and hang out with people that doing ok too.What is the ratio of people suffering in Nigeria compared to the people that are doing fine and how do you generally put yourself in the path of doing fine in Nigeria?Right now in Nigeria if you don't know someone that know someone,you can't get a job after wasting your life in school with all the strikes and everything.

I guess I should just stop here ..lemme leave you with a joke I saw somewhere.

One day I met a sweet gentleman and fell in love. When it became apparent that we would marry, I made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans. Some months later, on my birthday, my car broke down on the way home from work. Since I lived in the countryside I called my husband and told him that I would be late because I had to walk home. On my way, I passed by a small diner and the odor of baked beans was more than I could stand. With miles to walk, I figured that I would walk off any ill effects by the time I reached home, so I stopped at the diner and before I knew it, I had consumed three large orders of baked beans. All the way home, I made sure that I released all the gas. Upon my arrival, my husband seemed excited to see me and exclaimed delightedly: "Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight." He then blindfolded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table. I took a seat and just as he was about to remove my blindfold, the telephone rang. He made me promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned and went to answer the call. The baked beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure was becoming most unbearable, so while my husband was out of the room I seized the opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg and let one go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck had run over a skunk in front of a pulpwood mill. I took my napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me vigorously. Then, shifting to the other cheek, I ripped off three more. The stink was worse than cooked cabbage. Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I went on like this for another few minutes. The pleasure was indescribable. When eventually the telephone farewells signaled the end of my freedom, I quickly fanned the air a few more times with my napkin, placed it on my lap and folded my hands back on it feeling very relieved and pleased with myself. My face must have been the picture of innocence when my husband returned apologizing for taking so long. He asked me if I had peeked through the blindfold, and I assured him I had not. At this point, he removed the blindfold, and ... scroll down twelve dinner guests seated around the table chorused: "Happy Birthday!" I fainted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have a blessed weekend.