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Second Niger Bridge: As Ndigbo roll out the drums, go on bended knees to Buhari
By Sunny Igboanugo
In my almost three decades in journalism, my encounter with General Muhammadu Buhari (GMB), as he then was, was clearly one of the most memorable for several reason(s). At the risk of sounding immodest, I have met and had encounters with the most celebrated Nigerian leaders, dead and alive including Presidents and former Presidents – the great Zik of Africa, the late Owelle of Onitsha, Nnamdi Azikiwe, Ikemba Nnewi, Emeka Odumegwu Ojukwu, Balogun of Owu, Olusegun Obasanjo, et al. In fact the only people missing on that list were the late military despot, Sani Abacha, no regrets, Ernest Sonekan, some regrets and the sage himself, Obafemi Awolowo, plenty regrets.
But of the tall list, the encounter with Buhari remains quite remarkable. More than any other personality, I had approached the assignment with a mixed feeling of trepidation and excitement. Why? His reputation. First the excitement! The first time I saw him, flesh and blood, outside television appearances, was as a small boy fresh from secondary school and preparing for higher school. I was among the group of compatriots along the expressway on the approach to the Niger Bridge in Onitsha waiting in anticipation during his visit to the old Anambra State. It was just a glimpse. As his car sped past, I saw patched daintily at the corner of the back seat, a figure that could only be described with one word – regal! That image had remained plastered somewhere in my mental firmament thereafter and ever-after.
But their was a flipside. In the same Onitsha, where I had gone from Lagos, for a temporary stay with my elder sister during my search for admission, I had seen the brutal side of the Buhari imprimatur. Before my eyes, I witnessed military brutality in real terms.
The image of that particular building in Onitsha going down has never left my memory till date. Many people had watched the demolition exercises that were carried out by the Buhari government. Before then, that building was the cynosure of all eyes – the most magnificent building in the commercial town of Anambra at that time, you would say.
It was impossible for anyone to contemplate such a damning fate for it, let alone the reality. But, as people watched, some stupefied, others wincing and others wailing, it came down all the same, no thanks to the the impact of the massive blade of the Monday Ikpeazu bulldozers. Who remembers Ikpeazu? He was the Group Captain, in charge of the environmental sanitation agency of the old Anambra State. His name, sent shivers down the spine of many.
The offence of that particular building in Onitsha, as with many more, was that it was built close to a high tension. But, you could also read other meanings including sheer jealousy and bad blood. But much as the young military officer was feared the real dread resided elsewhere – Dodan Barracks – residence of Buhari and his Man-Friday, Tunde Idiagbon.
However, the brutality of that era or the impression of it, was not only in pulling down buildings and indiscriminate arrest and detention of people, it was actually crawling in the streets. I recall on a particular incident on a Saturday in one of the routine sanitation exercises of that period, how one military officer highlighted this.
Apparently the leader of the team that was arresting and torturing people who did not comply with the exercise, he had appeared as any other passerby. On mufti and incommunicado with both hands hidden in his agbada, he had walked towards a small crowd watching the drilling of the said culprits. In a split second and without warning, he pulled out a long whip – I only saw that special make in Arabian films – and began landing it on the people in the crowd. You could see that this was far worse than the usual koboko from, the reaction of the people as they writhed in pain on its impact.
So in my flight, my hotel room and in the car that took me to his residence, in Kaduna, these images and experiences were tumbling in my head. Besides, another impression I had was that he was a very arrogant person – quite spartan and unfeeling, partly from what I heard and from my own conjecture.
Honestly, I wasn’t prepared for the pleasant surprise from the warmth that morning as he finally stepped into his living room, where I sat fidgeting. Don’t forget this was a former Head of State and a General to boot and me, an ordinary reporter. So, I was prepared to accept whatever treatment I got, having even seen worse in my career even from far lesser personalities.
To say that I was totally taken aback by the entire experience would be an understatement. First, it didn’t take me more than a minute to complete formalities at the gate. The appointment, was actually arranged by Mike Ahamba (SAN), my friend and ally. So, his aides simply looked into the notebook on the table where they were seated, saw my name and that was it. The rest was easy.
The simplicity of the process was quite shocking. I’d been in the home of big men. That was my job. So I knew what to expect at the entrance of a home like Buhari, not only as a military officer but a former Head of State. There would have been dozens of soldiers, some perching on trees, others on rooftops and many more on patrol. This is no exaggeration. I would have been kept waiting at that gate from that morning till evening. It wouldn’t have been the first time. I had had such an experience many times over – the lot of journalists. So, I would have waited and borne it like I bore others in the line of duty. That’s the job. My editors would not ask me whether I was beaten by rain or a fly flew into my eyes if I returned empty-handed. After all the trip was fully on their account.
If I was fascinated by the treatment I got, I was completely overwhelmed about the ambiance and peace around the compound – the ornamental birds and the trees – they were so enchanting – that I kept wondering what else Garden of Eden would have looked like. Spellbound! That was more like.
I could have spent days in this friendly ambience discussing Nigeria – in complete comfort and conviviality. I recall that back to the newsroom, instead of the usual two-three paragraphs to introduce the interview, I spent a whole full page, because of the desire to pour out my experience. That was how stuck I was – completely sucked in. So, much so that I remained one of his most virulent campaigners of Buhari thereafter. In fact, despite my being somewhere in Abuja, close to the seat of power around 2015 when Buhari was contesting and being aware of the implication of his winning, and Goodluck Jonathan losing as he did lose, a substantial part of me still went out to him.
I was so sure that the man I spent those hours with on that day and maintained a link with thereafter, would fix Nigeria. With what we discussed outside the interview I had no iota of doubt. That’s why, today, I remain one of the most devastated by what he has turned out this past seven years, plus. I’ve not stopped asking myself what happened. Was it error of judgement on my part or was it something else?
Forget his clear incompetence. Virtually all governments in Africa share the same trait. They’re all wired that way – in incompetence. It’s in the blood, in their stars, notwithstanding the person’s pedigree. If not, the continent wouldn’t have been such an eyesore and complete global disgrace.
You just saw a video of the President South Sudan drenching himself in his own urine in a public function the other day. You’ve heard about Cyril Ramophosa of South Africa, stashing $580,000 in a sofa in his house – did anything come out of it? You heard how Nana Akufo-Addo spent billions of dollars to build a church while inflation is killing his people.
Before he was ousted by the military and later died, Robert Mugabe held the record of the most educated President in the world at his time, with multiple degrees in different disciplines. But at more than 90 years, he was still contesting elections. Look at the mess Congo Democratic Republic has become, despite being the most richly endowed country in the world.
So, incompetence is part of Africa. I’m sure nobody would have overly complained about the question of Buhari’s underwhelming performance beyond taking it as one of those things the larger continent has seen over the decades of their being since individual independence, of which Nigeria has shared largely. Yes, we would have let it pass.
But what I couldn’t and still can’t fathom is Buhari’s other side, his unabashed doting of his Fulani race to the point of embarrassment. But more than that, I have nowhere to place his apparent hatred and wickedness for the Igbo people. Outside the wartime, there has never been a time in the nation’s history that Ndigbo have been so badly treated than what has happened in the Buhari years. Of course, the issue of nepotism where you must be a Northerner and particularly a Muslim and more particularly a Fulani, to get anything under his government, is shared across the board by other ethnic groupings.
Even those who put him in power from the South are not smiling. Forget the face the likes of Asiwaju Ahmed Bola Tinubu, Rotimi Amaechi, John Oyegun, Chris Ngige or Ogbnonnya Onu, ar putting up. Noobody is smiling behind the curtains and out of earshot. We all hear Remi, Tinubu’s wife lamenting the other day. If you didn’t hear, I did. It was a demonstrable example of what is.
That may even account for the apparent desperation of the Jagaban Borgu. That may be the reason he is fighting so hard, even at the point of life and death. He might actually be seeking an opportunity to make amends to the bad market he sold Nigerians, or better still, to have his pound of flesh. Who knows? Who would blame the Jagaban, if he felt licked and battling to repay his ego. After all, is he not supposed to be Nigeria’s sharpest political guru, as to be so deceived by Buhari’s Takiya, tactics?
Where do you start to recount Buhari’s whipping of Ndigbo? Is it in ensuring that no Igbo man is nowhere near the Villa or any important position or that those already there were removed and replaced or is it that at every point they are reminded about how they lost the war? Ask that National Youth Service Corp (NYSC) member who joined his colleagues to pay Christmas homage to the President in Daura, his home town in Katsina State, some years back what it feels like to be singled out and profiled the way he was.
Ask the parents and relations of the victims of Operation Python Dance, executed so clinically by Tukur Buratai, former Chief of Army Staff (COAS), or those of the youths mowed down in a hail of well-aimed bullets for no other offence than carrying placards at the Head Bridge Onitsha to seek for Biafra, a completely legitimate quest by world standard or those similarly dealt with at a primary school in Aba as recorded in the video which the President declined to watch during his interview on Aljazeera.
Now, I hear the ululations about the Second Niger Bridge. Understandably, it seems to be coming from outside more than those that are supposed to be on bended knees thanking the President. Else, nobody seems to have rolled out the drums from the South East, at least, not in the manner they are supposed to. Of course anybody slightly above the capacity of an imbecile is supposed to know or at least guess why.
Naturally, the relief inherent in the opening of that bridge to traffic is enough to put smiles on many faces. But would it compensate for what Ndigbo have suffered in the hand of Buhari? Would it make him a friend of Ndigbo as would a Shehu Shagari or an Ibrahim Babangida, who though did not build the Second Niger Bridge? That’s the koko!
Have you been watching the drama happening in ADC? I have, and I have been thoroughly amused doing so. Have you been following the television appearances of Rotimi Amaechi recently? Did you see how the former Governor of Rivers State had been vibrating, assuring of his victory at the party’s presidential primaries?
Did you hear him boasting how he was going to vanquish Atiku Abubakar, former Vice President and now the presidential candidate of the party, indicating that ADC members would prefer him over the seventh-time election-contesting Nigerian record holder, because of his (Amaechi’s) records?
Did you see the vehemence with which he warned that television host, to “stop that nonsense,” for suggesting that he could end up as the VP candidate to the same Atiku? Did you see how he rolled his bulging eyes and how angry he sounded?
Did you read the statement of the former Minister of Transportation, rejecting the outcome of the ADC presidential primaries, even before it was finally announced on Wednesday.
Now, pan the camera to the Abuja home of the same Amaechi – by the way – I could swear the ambiance could compete with the palace of the Sultan of Brunei – how did he do it – but how could I forget his wife is a money-minting machine!
Did you see the selfsame man with Atiku? Did you notice the difference? Did you notice the robustness, the comicalness? Did you watch the chumminess and the camaraderie? What meaning did you read into it? You actually have to be an initiate to correctly read everything perfectly.
Just wait for a few days to hear the announcement. I won’t be the one to tell you that the huffing and puffing, the air-punching and the table-banging is all for one thing – the VP position.
For those who had advocated that Obi stayed back and contested with Atiku, it would have been a fatal gambit. He would have come a distant third in the contest, competing with Mohammed Hayatu-Deen. Not because it will be so by the desires of the members, but the goons, wanted it so and would have made it so.
Even the position of the VP which hitherto had been bandied as his for the asking, would have eluded him. Amaechi was there to pick it up.
You heard Dele Momodu an accomplice in that plot telling you that Amaechi was more experienced than Obi in that interview with Charles Aniagolu on ARISE NEWS Television’s Prime Time.
It was all figured out. If Peter Obi had fallen to the plot he would have been the greatest political mugu of the century. He would have rubbished the rock-strong foundation on which his profile was built and stands today – as businessman and politician.
Indeed the plot appeared skewed towards not only making him wave goodbye to politics forever, but caast a huge slur on his exhilarating credentials that account to his being celebrated as one of the most successful Nigerian business tycoons today.
Only a few seconds and the trap would have snapped. Had he waited a few days more in that ADC environment, it would have been over. He would have been trapped in the odd situation of point of no return.
By now he would have become an object of mockery and an item of sport for his enemies. Tons of them would be having a bellyful of laughter over his ordeal by now – had he wasted a second more.
But having that laugh would mean that the eagle has lost its lustre. Obi isn’t Obi just by name. Now, here is the Obi they wanted to trick into a trap. Still in his early 20s, he drove three cars he bought with his own money before graduating from the university.
First year – a Volkswagen Beetle (today’s Venza) – second year a Peugeot 505 (today’s Prado) – third year – a BMW (Today’s Maybach). Now think of yourself as a student then. Think of your children that are students today. That would bring you closer to the persona in question.
It didn’t end there. Still as an undergraduate, he owned the supermarket on campus. There was more. He built residential houses and became a landlord to students and locals in the university community – one of them, said to be Abubakar Sa’ad, the current Sultan of Sokoto, who was then a military officer.
De hear o! This same Obi, was among the 1,000-ONLY, UK customers the American Express Bank gave their Platinum Cards. You know what that means. In the whole of the UK – including oyibo people of all nationalities doing business.
Before his 33rd birthday, this Obi, had become Chairman of a commercial bank and director of other blue-chip companies. At the same age when his colleagues still clutch files in their armpits in pursuit of jobs, he was already heading a conglomerate of firms dealing with supplies and distribution of goods.
So, add all these up! Imagine the number of intriguing situations he must have dealt with in this long journey. Imagine the boardroom politics. Imaging the various business tricks he must have survived.
In politics, this same Obi practically cut off the head of the political monster prowling Anambra for years.
Before his arrival, the whole of the state was one huge conflagration and cataclysm. Elements sponsored by patrons of evil had razing down structures including the Government House of governor’s residence. Anambra was all chaos – a huge bedlam!
But all these Obi faced and conquered, arresting the tempest, quietening the tide and smoothening the waves – not without battles – there was a deluge of them – but with willpower, wisdom, tenacity, consistency, and above all – courage.
He battled the electoral heist that stole his original mandate, won, then impeachment, triumphed, then abrupt tenure termination, challenged it and returned to power – battled entrenched interests in the labour unions – teachers, doctors, workers – et al – prevailed and handed down a new Anambra sitting on the foundation of sobriety and good behaviour.
Now this was the man they wanted to trick. Obi’s case would have been that of the late John Chukwu, the hero in the tragicomedy, Isubru Ekperi – described as the crab which swam across the mighty ocean, but fell in the woman’s pot of soup.
Had Obi, stayed in ADC to contest against Atiku, his fate would have mimicked Okonkwo in Chinua Achebe’s Things Fall Apart, whom for fear of being thought weak, destroyed his own destiny by killing Ikemefuna and ended up committing suicide! But providence was on his side;
Thankfully, he did not. And today, NDC provides a new horizon. Nigerians are being provided the opportunity of a new country, that could rise from the ashes of the old order – a clean break from the past – a new hope of awakening the sleeping giant!
The Tiny Voice!
By Sunny Igboanugo
On Wednesday, April 22, 2026, Goodluck Jonathan, Nigeria’s 14th leader and the fourth elected President was at the Presidential Villa, Abuja, on a visit to President Bola Tinubu. Nobody knew the content of that visit because discussions were conducted closed doors.
However, knowing Tinubu, would anything concerning him ever be free of politics, especially given the nuances of the season? Would the snake ever give birth to a creature that is short?
Naturally, as it is wont with Nigeria where one event takes over from the other in quick successions, the Jonathan visit, naturally disappeared – buried inside the reservoir of public consciousness.
But then, things have begun to unfold that people are not only now returning to that April visit, but are taking notes as well as connecting the dots.
Nothing yet seems definite, except in the realm of the popular local saying that when a witch cries at night and the baby dies in the morning, the people know where to look.
Indeed, the droppings of the caterpillar on the ground is making people look up to the tree to see if they are actually eating the green leaves on them. Naturally, events around the 14th President, do not look ordinary – at least not that ordinary to escape more than a scant public scrutiny.
So, when on Thursday May 7, 2026 youths stormed the Abuja office of the ex-President urging him to run for the office he left in 2015, after his historic defeat by Muhammadu Buhari, it elicited a deeper interest from the previous attempts. Yes! It wasn’t the first time Nigerians would be making the pitch. Several groups had tried in the past, even as far back as the 2023 elections.
So, the attempt three weeks ago, was not new. But, this time, eyebrows were raised all the same because it seemed to conduce more intriguing interpretations. Therefore, instead of mere passing interests, Nigerians are now interrogating deeply, putting two and two together.
How much did the former President know about that visit? Did those youths ambush him or was he in the know that such a visit would take place? Was it what is known here as an arrangee – a well-crafted political facade?
Then came the angle of the Peoples Democratic Party (PDP). A long time ago, when speculations were rife that Peter Obi, was being courted by the former ruling party to return and run for the 2027 presidential election on its platform, Jerry Gana, a stalwart of the party had served notice that they even had a more seducing and deliverable option. It turned out to be Jonathan.
So, long before the Nyesom Wike devastating blow on the party that has kept it in its prostrate state, Jonathan had been on the cards as the number one option for the party. Therefore, it follows that the current steps the party is taking to draft him in, to run as its candidate in the election, is normal. But is it?
The argument in PDP quarters for the Jonathan choice is because he is the only one constitutionally barred from contesting a second term, he is the most fitted to satisfy all shades of political interests in Nigeria today, especially the North eager to return to power. Quite scintillating.
But seducing as this appears, there is a hugely compelling argument against the move. A groundswell of analysts swear that the ex-President is being pushed into the ring as an instrument to stop Peter Obi, the current moving train threatening to crush the ambition of Tinubu to remain in office beyond 2027. In other words, the sole reason is to play the spoiler role.
Supposing this is the reason. Then what is before us is more fatal than critical. This is the same Jonathan whose singular act of calling Buhari that morning on March 31, 2015 to concede defeat, suddenly catapulted him to a global democratic icon – the same that hops into presidential planes to other countries in Africa to straighten crooked democratic roads.
Now, would the same Jonathan swear with his church mind that Tinubu’s model of democracy is what he would prescribe even for an enemy country, let alone Nigeria? What aspect of the country has Tinubu not damaged. So, what would make him a Tinubu’s ally in the further destruction of Nigeria, if he truly loves the country?
This was the same Jonathan who swore that his ambition was not worth the blood of any Nigerian. Is he not aware that the land on which he’s standing is already soaked with the blood of the same citizens by the sheer butchery that is happening daily in the country under the nose of the most underwhelming President yet? Isn’t this the issue now?
Indeed, not a few people have argued that Jonathan should be in the forefront of the Obi project. For one, Obi was once his appointee apart from being a sworn ally. So, he would be in a position to ascertain his true qualities first hand and confirm that he’s the only one among the lot that could fix the country. Even an imbecile knows that Obi would create the clean break from the past that Nigeria needs today to build the future everyone desires.
Besides, he Jonathan, if anything is substantially part of the reason the South East is in its current state at the moment, the level of support the area gave him throughout his tenure is part of the reason the late Buhari increased his hatred for the Igbo a million times more – a phenomenon he transferred through the APC to Tinubu – and which the current President has been unable to extricate himself from.
Okay, is the former President not aware that the position Tinubu is sitting on today belongs to the South East – the zone that took him like one of them that they even gave him an Igbo name – Ebele. If everyone else shortchanges Ndigbo, would he also join, given the foregoing? What manner of ingratitude would that be?
O yes! He has had his Villa meeting. PDP has adopted him as their candidate. Even the legal barrier that would have stopped him, was cleared on Monday when Justice Peter Lifu of the Federal High Court, Abuja, handed him the all-clear sign. He has told the world that he is consulting. While at it, hopefully, more people would tell him the home truth.
Fortunately, he was the one who said it is easy to wake someone that is actually asleep than someone pretending to be asleep. Regrettably, by his silence since the obscene drama began, it appears he prefers the latter. Therefore, his action would not derive from ignorance.
If he finally bites at the apple, it wouldn’t be because he didn’t know how much Tinubu has messed up Nigeria and the implication of reinforcing him with another four years.
His complicity wouldn’t mean that he doesn’t know what to do to reverse the trend. It would only mean that personal interest has taken the better part of him and not the love of the country.
If he deliberately makes that choice, with both eyes open, then he’s welcome in the hall of infamy rather than honour. Fortunately, there is still a window to prove that the foregoing was a mere political nightmare and not reality. But otherwise, it would be apposite for Nigerians to say in unison – GOODLUCK?
My name is Sunny Igboanugo, I’m The Tiny Voice!
Option A4, occupies a central place in Nigeria’s democratic development. That unique election model developed and introduced in the Nigerian electoral process by Humphrey Nwosu, the late Professor of Political Science, has become a symbol mounted on a standard and raised high above the sky.
It is Nigeria’s mimic of that biblical golden serpent to which both the nation and its citizens look up at and derive instant succour – much like a balm to their heavily-lacerated democratic soul – a wonder device, that once mesmerised the world.
Yes! Anytime Nigerians want to serenade their democratic spirit with the allure of sweetness, they take a recourse to that unique event that happened more than three decades ago, on June 12, 1993. They reminisce on the purity of the process and beauty of the outcome.
Like the saying that precious things come in simple packages, Option A4, was not only as simple as simplicity itself, but was as powerful as the most impactive dynamite – simple enough to break all barriers of ignorance and powerful enough to destroy all electoral bad behaviours defacing the beautiful perspective of democracy.
Here is the process. Voters converge on a location at approved time, get accredited, queue behind preferred candidates, get counted and the votes recorded in approved result sheets. Finish! No ballot-snatching, no ballot-stuffing, no quarrel, no thuggery, no blood on the floor.
Even the issue of proper voting that lead to void votes is eradicated by the process. The electorates need no education on how to vote properly. The issue of thumb-printing in the wrong space or double-voting is taken care of.
Today, in Nigeria, June 12 is designated as Democracy Day, based on the outcome of that election. It was so seamless and produced such a perfect result that the product – Moshood Kashimawo Olawale (MKO) Abiola was never challenged on the inviolability, but on the other ideas the military government in power then had.
But did you see the same Option A4 put to test under President Bola Ahmed Tinubu? Did you watch the primaries of the All Progressive Congress (APC), at various stages, including the one that produced the President as candidate of the party in the 2027 presidential election? If you did, you would understand where your country is currently and where it is headed.
How could anyone have the mindset to deface such a beauty, let alone design a mechanism to destroy it, given its centrality as the bastion of Nigerian democratic commemorations? How could anyone be so wicked as to destroy the most beautiful Nigerian democratic ornament?
It is like pulling the original of Monalisa or the best of Bini Bronze from their protective encasements and smashing them on the floor. It takes a mindset that has scant regard for beauty – a destructive spirit to do so.
But see how easily they did it! See how simple it was for them. It was as easy as jumping from 10 to 1,000 in a simple counting process a primary school child could do.
Did you see the smiles on their faces to indicate how much fun they had supervising the putrid, outlandish and parlous construct – like the lurid expression of a rapist seeking to satiate his lust? Clearly, it did not matter to them the danger they’re putting themselves and future generations – comprising their children and grandchildren, Tragedy!
But what is it that Tinubu and his co-travellers have not destroyed since happening on Nigeria? What pain have they not wrought on the polity? Is it the economy? Think of those rich Nigerians alighting from their fancy cars and jumping into the Lagos Lagoon.
Is it security? Reminisce on the last moments of General Sani Uba, as he watched the approach of the terrorists while crouching on his knees in the forest, having lost the vain hope that his country would save him.
Think of the Oyo school teacher in that final moment as he waited for the impact of that sharp knife on his bare throat, while being slaughtered like a goat at the abattoir. Think of Zamfara, think of Sokoto, think of Kwara, think of Anambra – add to the list – think Nigeria.
Yet, the APC foot-soldiers – including a Deputy Speaker of the House of Representatives – a leader in the legislature – the most important institution of democracy – clowned, jested and had fun.
For them, the rest of the country doesn’t matter. All that matters is Tinubu’s happiness. And the master-strategist, the democratic doyen, the June 12-NADECO icon, was all and about, grinning from ear to ear and lapping everything up.
With economy destroyed from day-one with the impulsive, brainwave – subsidy is gone declaration – with security in tatters that school children, now scurry and scamper in different directions like scared rodents, at the slightest sight of strange faces for fear of being the next kidnap victims – with the national fibric almost giving way from the consistent and unrelenting pressure in running the most nepotistic administration – far worse than the days of the late Muhammadu Buhari, thought to be the worst at a time – what else remains of Nigeria?
Before now, I had grieved that Tinubu deliberately left out Humphery Nwosu in that outlandish June 12 struggle honourees list, when he ought to be the numero uno. I had hoped however that someday, someone more amenable than Tinubu would do the needful. But what hope is there now that Tinubu and his men are tightening the noose on Nigerian democracy? Now this!
The worst part is not that the APC goons committed this heinous atrocity, but in the manner they did. They enjoyed the process. Only mindless characters such as mafia kingpins we watch in movies, take pleasure in inflicting pains. That we now watch such playing out in real life is not only disturbing, it is THE TRAGEDY!
My name is Sunny Igboanugo, I’m The Tiny Voice!
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