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MPAPE BANK ROBBERY: How First Bank Staff Larry Ehizo Helped Robbers



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After interrogations by the Nigerian Police based in Abuja as regards the Mpape Bank robbery, Elijah David, a robbery suspect, confessed that Larry Ehizo, an employee of First Bank of Nigeria, Mpape area of Abuja, led his gang to rob the bank.

According to reports, three members of the gang were arrested by the police on Saturday after they got trapped in the bank by security agents. One of them was shot dead as he made attempts to escape.

Upon getting signals about the ongoing robbery on Saturday, a team of police officers and soldiers laid siege to the bank, scuttling the operation.

The robbery suspects speaking when they were paraded by the police on Tuesday, David the gang leader said Larry Ehizo informed him and his gang that they could get as much as N7 million from the failed heist.

“Ehizo told us that the job could fetch about N7m. After we entered the bank, we saw a riot policeman on duty but sleeping, so Obinna pointed a pistol at him and we tied him with an old sponge,” he said.

“Mr Larry told us that he would keep the other door open for us. So, Larry and Obinna later went upstairs with a pair of pliers to disconnect the CCTV.

“On our way out, Larry suddenly shouted, ‘Ah, the MOPOL has escaped’; then, I ran inside and all of us scattered. I didn’t know what to do. Then the police began firing teargas into the premises.”

On his part of account, Princewill Obinna, another suspect, said the banker told them that the robbery would not take more than 15 minutes.

“Mr Larry told us there that there was a deal he wanted us to execute and that it would not take more than 10 to 15 minutes,” he said.

“He said the bank would not operate on Saturdays and that if we could come around, he would help us to get the money out.”

At the moment, the banker Larry Ehizo said he was blackmailed into the robbery by one Ernest, a customer of the bank.


“Ernest is a customer of the bank and that is where we got to know each other, because I work in the customer service unit of the bank,” he said.

“There is a place I used to drink, that’s where he works as a barman. He told me to tell the gang members how to get inside, show them where the CCTV was and that I should show them where the police officer on duty would be.

“When we drove into the bank, he even called me, because he was across the bank. He said I should just do as agreed and out of fear, I said yes.”

Bala Ciroma, FCT police commissioner, in his official response to the whole sad occurence said four locally-made guns, one Peugeot 206, two cutlasses, two daggers, one axe, a pair of pliers and one Infinix Note phone were recovered from the suspects.

Ike Ani is a Freelance writer whose quest constantly is to relate happenings around the world to human daily living. He's also a song writer and singer, Acoustic Guitarist, and Teacher.

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The Bastard Called Poverty




The widow cried so hard all day, her tear ducts literally dried up. Her soul was bitter, her face a mask of different painful expressions all at once. Her children sat in despair a few meters away.

The evening cold was starting to bite into their bodies as they shivered uncontrollably. It was not just the pain that death had forced prematurely on them; it was truly cold outside where they huddled together for warmth.

Having served Nigeria meritoriously for many years, their father had died in the line of duty. Within two days, the organization he had worked for, one of Nigeria’s topmost security agencies, evicted the family from his official residence.

Within just a few days.

The accidental widow with no money and no hope for the immediate and distant future called unto the universe. She wept for her late husband. She blamed him for dying; if he had stayed alive nobody would dare to treat them like slaves in their own country.

Somebody somewhere was speaking to another somebody who had resources and a heart filled with empathy.

While the widow and her children cried, starved, and shivered in the dark, cold night, that somebody with a good heart ordered that a three bedroom house be bought for them immediately. Not rent. He paid to buy the house and gave that widow and her lovely children shelter (one of the most basic human needs) forever.

Atiku saved them.

I greeted every elderly person that walked into that beautiful office in Asokoro.

I had been seated for twenty minutes as I waited my turn to speak with the big man. Suddenly this frail looking man, long of years and swaggering in a slightly bent manner, walked in. He was spotting a kaftan.

Due to his age the big man’s orderly let him jump queue and go in before those of us who had been waiting.

I was sat closest to the door leading to the big man’s office. I overheard the conversation; the old man had only come to thank the big man for an assistance rendered recently.

As he was about to leave, the big man routinely asked after the old man’s son. Apparently he had not seen the boy for a while.

“He made good grades in school. He’s gotten admission to study for his Masters but…” the old man’s voice faded before he could finish the sentence.

The big man understood.

He asked how much the fee was. The answer was in the millions of naira.

“Say no more.” He instructed that double that figure be released to enable the young man go and study in relative peace of mind.

I asked him why he was so kind.

He said, “Mike, young people are the future of Nigeria, if not the present. In our time education was mostly free. We were privileged. But now we must do what we can to ensure that your generation gets the best possible education so that today’s complex nation will not overwhelm you guys as you begin to take over leadership of Nigeria.”

The next day I saw that young man, his old father, and his excited mother return to express gratitude. The big man would have none of it. He told them that the glory belonged to Allah.

Atiku came to the rescue.
I would talk about a lot of more heart-piercing interventions that Atiku Abubakar GCON has carried out in rural areas, cities outside his immediate ethnic communities (he has wives from other regions in Nigeria too) but space would not afford me the luxury.

But there is something about a man’s aura, the purest essence of his existence, that rubs off on any project he touches.

Something about Atiku makes poverty become wealth, pain become joy, and impossible become nothing as the Waziri breathes life into it. Be it business, official assignments, and charity interventions.

He does it different and the remarkable thing is, he does not do it to be recognized; it is who he is. The man loves to educate, revive, and empower. He hates to see suffering around him.

You know that story they say about rich men who build mansions in environments populated by wretched people? And how such men have to drive their Rolls Royce through slums to get to their mansions? Atiku loves to have his friends uplifted too, so that they can help him uplift others, and the chain continues to link up more and more people.

He believes in wealth creation, provision of, not just the basic human needs but, systems that encourage and enable citizens to create wealth.

It is this mindset that he applies to leadership. It is a healthy mindset for Nigerians to be part of. A Nigeria where majority of the citizens have access to the tools necessary to create employment, secure those jobs, feed families, grow businesses, and generally live better lives, is the natural mission he has tasked himself with.

If you remove yourself from the shackled pettiness of propaganda you will see why our nation needs a certain national character that Atiku possesses. It’s not just about oral eloquence; Nigeria is too complex now to depend on simplistic things.

We need an experienced warrior to steady the ship and unite the tribes. We need one who has empathy. Anybody can attempt to lead. But not everyone can pretend to be empathic. That one is a God-bestowed quality; if you don’t have it, you don’t.

Given our present circumstances I like to believe that we all realize how a man’s aura, his divine essence, can affect the entire nation negatively or otherwise.

Poverty is a bastard and anyone who glorifies poverty will leave you in abject poverty while expecting you to be grateful that you are not dead, only poor.

Call him what you like, Atiku Abubakar has the correct personality to lead Nigeria at this point. I know because I have encountered and experienced the man.

You should too.

Michael Achimugu writes from Abuja

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NIGERIA 2023: Should Age Be A Factor?




Atiku Abubakar GCON smiled uncomfortably as the interviewer, Miss Jones, tried to explain why she had just ‘attacked’ his age. He wondered why he would be “discriminated against” based on his age, if he felt he had the strength, good health, and capacity to run for the office of President of the Federal Republic of Nigeria in 2019.

In that moment the Adamawa-born philanthropist, businessman, and former Vice-President of Nigeria stood in the gap for a sagely class of political leaders who believe that they still have enough energy left in the tank to run the necessary miles towards Nigeria’s overdue emancipation from poverty, unemployment, lack of power, fearfully increasing insecurity, a very poor health sector, among many other factors that have kept the most populous black nation in the universe shackled in a tearful state of underachievement.

Was Miss Jones right when she said that 60% of Nigerians are young people who should be led by young leaders? Was she just jumping on an entitled bandwagon or did she echo the true aspirations of the general population?

Nigeria has suffered years of shockingly bad leadership, none more shivering than the incumbent administration headed by retired army general, Muhammadu Buhari.

Insecurity, the major challenge Buhari was elected to tackle, has continued to grow with kidnappings, beheadings and other forms of executions becoming such orders of the day that citizens have become impervious to news about every other killing.

Muhammadu Buhari is himself, a member of the elderly ruling class that Miss Jones inferred.

At the age of 32 in 1966, Yakubu Gowon became Head of State. He presided over the unfortunate civil war but also had the privilege of supervising Nigeria’s fiscal direction as the oil boom brought incredible wealth to the nation.

How well did Gowon manage his task of leading Nigeria to the level it deserved? There are many who believe that the institutionalization of corruption took its infant roots during that era. It is said in not a few places that the young Gowon lacked requisite discipline, experience, and knowledge, to steer the ship of a project like Nigeria.

But before Gowon, a band of young soldiers staged a bloody coup. It was in the early hours of 15 January 1966 that the bullets began to fly. The mutiny was led by Chukwuma Kaduna-Nzeogwu and other officers within his age bracket.

As at the time of the coup, Sandhurst-trained Nzeogwu was just 29 years old.

The reckless manner in which the coup was handled cemented an already toxic distrust upon which the major ethnic groups had tolerated each other until that point.

Perhaps in that, sometimes typical, manner of youthful behavior garnished by restless zeal and some measure of inconsistency, avoidable killings were carried out in some regions while a certain region was deemed to have ‘conveniently’ failed to carry out the kill order against their own leaders.

The coup plotters had their sympathizers. The boys were charismatic and daring. They were also intelligent and had a certain carriage that most educated Nigerians were blessed with back then. To hear them speak was pure bliss. Tafawa Balewa arguably had the best voice and diction in all of the continent in that era.

But there was one thing the Nzeogwu crew lacked; the cold, calculated calmness that comes with experience and, often, age.

I do not seek to claim that young people lack the qualities that the elderly have; oh they do. In the larger Nigerian context, anything the corrupt, inept elderly can do, a lot of the young ones can do even better.

A quick browse-through of young political leaders in today’s Nigeria might not post an inspiring picture.

The youngest governor in Nigeria happens to be the most reckless and unfeeling. Lacking empathy, he is known to have owed civil servants for over twenty two months while wasting monies accruing to the state from the Paris Club refund and federal allocation, amongst others.

Have you listened to him speak? The over exuberance never quite takes two seconds to manifest. Given to bouts of delusion, the man imagines himself invincible. He recently unleashed the worst level of electoral violence ever recorded in any gubernatorial election just to claim a mandate he knew that the people, custodians of democratic power, would not have given him.

Under his watch, citizens were killed with no repercussions against the known killers. From then till date, Kogi state has not stopped bleeding. The Lokoja-Abuja highway has become the Mecca for kidnappers and armed bandits while the state university in Anyigba, once the proudest bride of all citizens has become the deathbed for students with cult related killings rising exponentially.

Just the other day we watched the gory scenes as a student on the main campus was hacked to death in broad daylight while dozens of student onlookers whipped out their camera phones to record the incident, each passing exotic commentary while the assailant boldly committed murder, mounted the motorcycle that had brought him, and zoomed off.

It has never been this bad in Kogi state. A young man rules the state.

The youngest senator in Nigeria is a cantankerous bloke with absolutely no respect for women- or anybody for that matter.

Hailing from Adamawa state, he was caught on camera beating up a nursing mother most mercilessly. When the senate committee set up to investigate the matter sat, he was quite rude and boisterous.

Within a few weeks of the event, a number of sham groups awarded the woman-beating senator awards with shocking appellations like “HERO OF DEMOCRACY.”

Most people believe that those awards were deliberate attempts at damage control. I find it hard not to believe so.

Somewhere in Kwara state, friends of the youngest commissioner in Nigeria came on Facebook and Twitter to accuse the lady, 26, of suddenly blocking them on all her social media handles the moment her appointment was announced. I don’t know if it’s true as I do not know the young lady.

Most assuredly though, the above references do not represent the totality of Nigerian youths in politics.

In Oyo, southwest of Nigeria, a certain Seyi Makinde is setting the standards as governor. But the thing is, people who refer to him as a young man forget that Makinde was born in 1967. At 53 he is hardly a ‘youth’ but in the context that most Nigerians speak, “young” means anybody below sixty five years and above.

Not many years ago, a political party appointed a man above sixty years as “Youth Leader.”

It makes it a bit of a challenge to place a range on what “young” truly means here.

Is Seyi Makinde doing well because he is of an age that is a perfect blend of youth and experience? When the man speaks, he exudes a certain calmness and maturity that shows he has spent enough years growing through life and he understands people, power, and empathy.

Does this bestow the same qualities in all elderly people? No way. Wait until you hear Adams Oshiomole speak. He is the national chairman of the ruling All Progressives Congress (APC).

Mr. Oshiomole is sixty eight. But ask Nigerians and they would most likely tell you that they have yet to meet anybody of that age who speaks without decorum as an elder statesman.

This brings me to the question, should age be the real issue in politics or should competence be the yardstick for electing leaders in a Nigeria that is sorely in need of balance between youth, assured calculation, and experience to navigate the tumultuous waves she is currently struggling with?

As I type this, I am watching the Atiku interview on BBC for the 1000th time.

The shock he expresses when Miss Jones hit him with the question shows a genuine, almost child-like innocence of thought. The man believes himself capable and healthy.

In my experience, health is neither an automatic bestowment nor is it the exclusive preserve of young people; a younger (by Nigerian standards) President Yar’adua died from a kidney disease. He was not an old man.

Atiku Abubakar is above seventy. But he is fit as fiddle. He is the reason I believe that good health is a combination of good genes and a deliberate lifestyle. The man is blessed with both. I have seen men older than Atiku who are also very healthy. American president, Donald Trump, is not a boy. Yet his energy levels are sky high. Ever ready to banter anyone on social media, he still attends to his demanding job while defending his government against critics and opposition.

Now, competence. Is Atiku competent? Those who have encountered him will tell you that he is. He successfully established and has run his oil servicing firm, INTELS, since the 80s, making it one of the truly world class companies indigenous to Nigeria.

Faro Water, also one of his babies, is doing well against older brands in the country. Faro is actually one of the safest brands to drink from, a hallmark of Atiku’s dedication to quality.

There is the one grey spot of a corruption perception that propaganda has created against the man but, until one is proven guilty by a competent court, he must be assumed innocent.

As Vice-President between 1999 and 2007, Atiku successfully headed the economic recovery team that reclaimed a lot of stolen wealth from corrupt politicians and back into the national coffers. He created a strategy that comfortably encouraged the willful recovery of monies, saving the government hundreds of millions in litigation costs as well as what would have become, as evident today, unproductive media trials just for show.

When Nigeria faced international embarrassment in Togo- the embassy in Lomé was going to be evicted from their rented building- it was Atiku who quietly fixed the problem while on a personal visit to that country.

The embassy in New York also faced the same challenge and, after Atiku had approved state funds for the ambassador to fix the issue, the money disappeared into thin air.

Realizing the need to keep a calm head and focus on the immediate challenge, the then Vice-President resisted the urge to call out the ambassador. He negotiated a more direct solution by linking the then finance minister, if I remember correctly, to the agents in charge of the building. That money was paid, Nigeria was saved the humiliation, and culpable personnel at the embassy were handled by the book without the need for a sham media trail that has become a conduit for siphoning funds these days.

I do not believe that age is President Buhari’s problem. Any man or woman who was competent in their youth does not suddenly become incompetent overnight.

Good health can fade with age. Many things can suddenly fade away, but not competence.

Winston Churchill only became Prime Minister at the good age of sixty six (he was born in 1874) and he led Britain into the second world war with success. As a matter of fact, he became Prime Minister for a second spell between 1951 and 1955. He was aged seventy seven by the time he was elected to have a second go at leading Great Britain.

By every standard of measurement Churchill is not rated a failure as age did not hamper his ability to lead his country.

Should I mention Charles de Gaulle? He became president in France at the age of sixty eight and is given credit for his performance. He was also reelected and served until he resigned in 1968. His influence on French politics lives till this day.

Atiku Abubakar, in that interview with Jones, made a clarion call for a class of Nigerians that we simply cannot just wish away. There is no way we can negotiate a future without the past. Given the disconnect that has been forced between young citizens and our past, we need some of the sensible remaining elders to hand down everything they know about what happened to our once proud nation and help to heal wounded hearts, hurting ethnicities, and teach us how religious folks managed to be more tolerant of each other back then.

How many young Nigerians truly know- and understand- the dynamics of the civil War as well as it’s causes and effects, beyond the flowery threads sewn on Twitter and Facebook by subjective folks who were not there and did not have access to history in school or at home? A lot of what is written today is more likely to be deliberately tailored to cause more division than to honestly educate.

That is one of the assured outcomes of wild conjecture.

Only a man who has never experienced war craves for it. Those who have survived it never hope to see it happen again. But Nigeria is not all about the past alone. The world is fast moving ahead. On the home front, Ghana is dominating headlines with innovations that encourage foreign investors to set up shop in their country. They have relatively stable power, and there is less crime on their streets.

Nigeria’s population is a major challenge. It requires steady hands for guidance. Steady hands is not about age; it comes with competence and the experience of having managed large numbers of people and diverse interests successfully.

Nigeria is too politically complex for any inexperienced leader to successfully aspire to change.

As preparations continue to heat up towards the next election cycle come 2023, one hopes that the electorate do not make the same mistakes over and over. I believe that Nigerians have suffered enough to realize that competence, experience, and empathy is all they need to get better.

Forget age. Forget propaganda. It’s going to be make or break for this nation and the power should lie with the people next time.

Like Atiku said, “If I feel I have the strength, health, and COMPETENCE…..”

Michael Achimugu wrote in from Abuja

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GOTEL: The Dangers Of A Single Story




“Always avoid the dangers of a single story,” Chimamanda Adichie once said. Acting up or making serious decisions off convictions from single stories is a flaw that illustrates our emotional, rather than, logical approach to solving problems in Nigeria.

Whoever cries first in public is automatically regarded as the victim and the entire village converges on the village square to bay for the blood of the other person who has yet to respond to the allegations against them.

Even when the accused issues a robust response, the villagers already chose who and what to believe, irrespective of facts presented by the responding party.

Some years ago four young undergraduates visited their school mate by dawn, somewhere in Rivers state. Suddenly, shouts of “Thieves, Thieves,” filled the early morning air and shattered the peace of that small town.

Within minutes a fierce crowd had gathered around the four ‘intruders’ and, despite the protestations of the boys, proceeded to stone them to death and burn their bodies.

That sad event is what we refer to as the ALUU 4 today. Four innocent boys murdered by a crowd that did not understand the dangers of a single story or just didn’t care about the truth.

It turned out that the real thief, the school mate who owed the boys some money and had been evading them was the one who screamed the false accusation that got them killed.

In America, one of the most popular Hollywood actors is Amber Heard. She was married to Johnny Depp, the star of Pirates of the Carribbean.

Miss Heard came out openly to allege that she had been a victim of domestic abuse in her marriage to the well loved actor. Johnny Depp immediately lost all his contracts and businesses with major production companies even though his ex wife had not presented a shred of evidence to back her claims.

Millions of people around the world attacked Mr Depp and his children violently (the children defended their father) while the man continued to maintain his innocence. But society, led by masters of virtue signalling, had made up it’s mind and passed judgment already.

Since yesterday the internet has been awash with audio, pictorial and previous court evidences, all proving the fact that the alleged victim, Miss Amber Heard was, indeed, the abuser!

Leaked audio tapes prove that not only was Depp quite the peaceful husband, but Miss Heard was given to fits of extreme violence, hitting her husband and even once slicing his finger with a knife, burnt a cigarette on his face, and hit him with pots during her self confessed bouts of anger.

Amber Heard told her husband in the audio tapes that she cannot promise to stop being violent.

Yet this was the same woman that the world celebrated as a strong victim of abuse. She became the face of a highly subjective #MeToo movement and profited off of her false accusations by gaining a lead role in the monster hit movie, Aquaman.

I understand the urge to take sides with the underdog. But let’s not forget that every dog is a dog and any dog can bite without provocation; even the underdog.

That innocent looking Chihuahua still has sharp teeth concealed behind the fancy face and can commit crimes.

When workers claim to be owed salaries, it is natural for everyone to identify with their pain. They automatically become the victims because, truth be told, it is wrong for an employer not to pay their workers. There are even laws against this.

So what happened with GOTEL, the media company owned by His Excellency Atiku Abubakar GCON, former Vice-President of Nigeria and Wazirin Adamawa? Did he decide to disregard labour laws and deliberately catapult GOTEL staff into penury by refusing to pay their salaries for work done? Did Atiku hire Diaspora professionals and force them to work for free while not respecting the terms of their contracts?

It is easy to believe such tales on face value. It’s easy because delaying salaries is an abnormal norm in the larger Nigerian context; government at all levels owe salaries, private businesses, even more so.

But those who have taken sides with the ‘underdog’ in this case run the risk of generalising and passing wrong judgment.

Credible sources involved in the saga have raised a number of valid points and I will address just a few of them with a view to, not passing judgment but, understanding why the seeming impasse lingers.

Firstly, what is the basic character of the former Vice-President? Is it in his nature to allow those around him wallow in poverty while he relishes the deserved wealth God and fate has bestowed upon him?

From my direct, personal experience with the Waziri, and with due respect to doubting Thomases, such a thought would be the most dishonest and unfair description of Atiku Abubakar.

His many interventions in the lives of thousands of citizens across different tribes and religions are well documented. But today is not the day to list them.

Talking about GOTEL, how well did the self-adulating Diaspora professionals handle the core assignment they were contracted to do? Did they lift the company from the doldrums of decadence to the pinnacle of media excellence? Did they bring to bear the much needed placement of the company among elite players in the sector given the fact that tens of millions of dollars were spent setting up GOTEL to become a world class media firm?

I read the interview in The Punch of Ebong Udoma, erstwhile Editor in Chief of the company who alleged that he was being owed about 60,000 dollars.

I particularly took note of the question he was asked about why he has not sought legal redress against the company.

Ebong Udoma blabbed some incoherent excuse about not living in Nigeria.

Maybe that’s true. He also claimed that the finance controller for the company, Abdullahi Babalele, failed to keep a number of appointments they had made to meet in his (Babalele’s) office.

Assuming, but not conceding, that it was true, it still would not be strange; Babalele is an extremely busy man and could be justifiably late to appointments. I have been to his office before and he was not there at the agreed times. What did I do?

I called his mobile number more than once to remind him that I was waiting. There was a delay but he came eventually. Why did I wait? It was the simple fact that I knew what I wanted and, since that was the reason I was there, I would not have left without it.

If someone owed me sixty thousand dollars and asked me to come to their office, I would go with my blanket and night wear. There’s no way I would leave their before getting my money. If the money was not ready, the Babalele I know would not ask me to come.

And since Ebong was leaving Nigeria, he could have reverted to His Excellency to seek his intervention with Babalele.

The only reason anybody would be invited to pick up his legitimate funds by Babalele and end up not waiting for it is if he was culpable in running down the company’s finances and did not want to be audited before payment.

A lot of Nigerian professionals are averse to accountability.

Unfortunately, over the years, one has noticed that a lot of hired hands have taken the Waziri’s open heart for granted and fleeced the man of monies not worked for.

The Chiamehen management at GOTEL embezzled funds meant for staff salaries and administrative running of the firm. The man even did that almost typical Nigerian ghost worker stuff by appointing his daughter who lives in faraway America and placing her on GOTEL’s payroll– in dollars– for doing nothing. Absolutely nothing!

What these faux victims will not tell you is that they (staff) have never submitted a kobo in profits to the owner of the company. For fifteen years Atiku has run GOTEL out of pocket. The management never as much as bought diesel for the generator. Atiku took care of those needs.

Now let’s be fair. Atiku is a private businessman. He is not the government and does not have access to unlimited cash. He is also affected by every factor that knocks businesses to the ground, especially dishonest employees.

Facing a proper audit and investigation into his activities, Chiamehen fled Nigeria claiming that he was going for sick leave. According to Paul Ibe, Media Adviser to His Excellency, that sick leave was in 2016.

Is Chiamehen not well enough to return and give account of his financial and operational stewardship? It’s been four years now.

It is within the rights of a business owner to demand an audit. Infact, every serious organisation must audit it’s operations from time to time, especially when corruption has been detected.

One of the things I admire most about Atiku is that he never runs from challenges like a coward. He faces them headlong and submits himself to scrutiny. That’s why he is Nigeria’s most investigated politician and has yet to be convicted of any crime.

Why is Chiamehen in hiding? I am not saying that he has stolen money. But he should return or, at least, write a comprehensive report about all transactions that happened under his management.

This will go a long way towards ending the saga. There is no way the public can pick sides in a matter that has not lent itself to objective scrutiny. It would be merely responding to wild conjecture rather than incontrovertible fact.

As for Ebong Udoma, I am still struggling to see what world class content he brought to the firm to warrant the huge resources spent under their management. Beyond that, I have yet to find actionable facts in his allegations. If he claims that he was asked to come get money from Babalele then why did he not wait for his money? Why did he leave Nigeria in a hurry, and why did he not seek legal redress?

For now, on the side of the underdog, there are more questions than answers. The owner of GOTEL has not minced words at all. His defence has been consistent and, if you know Atiku well enough, then you would be sure about one thing;

Atiku ensures to be right before he fights.

Nigerians should avoid the danger of the single story. Another group to run from is the band of godless virtue signallers who are paid by elite urchins to leverage on the emotional nature of Nigerians to smear just about anybody they perceive to be a threat.

Michael Achimugu writes from Abuja

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