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The Promised Land

The Promised Land

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The Nigerian Child Bride


Senator and former governor of Zamfara State Alhaji Ahmed Rufai Sani Yerima has put forward a bill in the senate to legalize marriage with a thirteen year old child and very likely a dirty old man thereby legalizing child abuse in broad daylight in 2013. Coming from a  culture, religious and belief system where the consumption and trade in alcohol can draw a death sentence and “adultery” same by public stoning for the woman.

Nigerians say otherwise what do you say.
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Dutsen Alhaji

Dutsen Alhaji by Jujufilms
Dutsen Alhaji, a photo by Jujufilms on Flickr.

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Dutsen Alhaji, Federal Capital Territory, Nigeria

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God vs Satan

Assuming the general western civilization consensus on good and evil we have a good God and an evil God in Satan. Everything good that happens in our lives we attribute to the good God and anything bad we attribute to the evil God.

Many strive to please the good God for a reward of acceptance into His kingdom. In the same token many also strive to please the evil God for His reward. The good God resides in this wonderful phenomenon known as Heaven and Satan dwells in an evil phenomenon known as Hell.

The believers of the good God spend a lifetime preaching the consequence of not accepting their God, which is an eternal burn-fire in Hell the kingdom of Satan.

The lesson, one God rewards you with an eternal glorious after life in His kingdom for pleasing him while the other punishes and BBQ’s you for pleasing Him.


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My Name is Ayotunde

They try to snob you when you don’t speak “proper” French or look down on you when you don’t speak the queens English. Then you have black Americans who look at Africans like we are from another planet with “speak English man” meaning I don’t sound American. 

So way back when I was a college student in Madison, Wisconsin I looked forward to the roll call of my first classes. I enjoyed watching the professors struggle with pronouncing my name and no I wasn’t going to make it easy on them like my friends who all of a sudden started using their christian names. 
Those that had no christian names went from Fatai to Fredrick or Mudashiru to Micheal or Bashiru to Bernard and so on. Muslims became Christians by default in the quest to fit in the American culture. So Peter, Paul, Micheal, Francis and John became the new vogue. 
It felt odd that when we roamed the streets of Ibadan I called him Lekan now in college and amongst our American friends I call him Bernard. So I used my classroom as the forum to teach Yoruba, my language. I knew the professors would always ask if they pronounced my name properly. I would always answer no then proceed to teach the class how to pronounce my name and the story behind my name. I always felt proud walking around campus and referred to as a Nigerian by fellow students, that in my name is my story. Then again it made me popular with the girls.
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