New York [RR] UN–Adaeze Agu who head a Not-For-Profit agency whose name she declined to identify proudly discusses Abagana Sector, a sector that battled late Gen. Murtala Mohammed and Nigerian-troops and got defeated, in this popular Abagana Sector during the Nigeria/Biafra Civil-War—1967 to 1970.

New York [RR] AKWA-IBOM–“I am resigning from the Executive Council as Honourable Commissioner for Local Government and Chieftaincy Affairs to create more time for my family and business” Former Commissioner Paul Ekpo—as reasons for resigning from the government of Akpabio. Three days later, he was selected as the Chairman of Akwa Ibom State version of PDP.“He said he would, from 2015, prefer to play an advisory role in political circles in addition to spending more time with his family, particularly to be more involved nurturing the growth of his children.” Godswill Akpabio, blabbing his mouth about his retirement.

New York [RR] ABUJA–LAGOS—Against the background of alleged threats to arrest him on account of his predictions of a bloody response to any rigging of the 2015 elections, erstwhile military Head of State General Muhammadu Buhari, yesterday, dared President Goodluck Jonathan to carry out the threat.

New York [RR] BOSTON–MASS–Mr. Mohamed is a spoilt, unfulfilled, angry and spiteful old man. He throws temper tantrums like a spoilt brat from an indulging upper class family. He is incapable of controlling his temper. He is impermeable to learning. At 70 years he still behaves as a teenage son denied a car to take his girlfriend to class party. Although he has been a head of state he still acts if he does not know that words have meaning and impact. Mr. Mohamed Buhari has a lot of growing up to do. My fear is that he may not have a lot of time.

New York [RR] ABUJA–Here I’ve lived ever since my birth Not alone but with handsome men Of tender souls and healthy looks. They had their quarters in the woods. The fear and fight is who will head. How fate has gathered us all here; Yet tell me, friends, can Fate reshape?

These woods short, haphazardly grow; In the mid and farthest North Pole; The faithful kites in multitude. The large number as headcount tells. That holds the whole woods in control. And lovely with them as others; Pray I well our belief will last; The Mid-West of these graceful woods. With somewhat a hilly landscape. Dwell tricky rabbits in their holes; Holes from which dear liquid is dug. And stones and cash fruit all for life; People could mistake me for them; Had I the sameness of their voice.