Desmond

Many years ago the government provided portable drinking water. Then the supply became unreliable. People complained… nothing changed. Eventually we all got used to it and started digging our own boreholes. Then electricity became the problem. First we bought generators. Now solar panels are popping up on rooftops everywhere. Security? People now pay for private guards, vigilantes, gated estates, CCTV and alarms. Slowly, quietly, Nigerians have become the providers of the very basics a government is supposed to guarantee: Water. Power. Security. At this point I have a genuine question. If citizens are drilling their own water, generating their own electricity, and paying for their own security… What exactly are we paying taxes for?

@yxyiagain Him bin dey get sense before when him bin dey run him motivational videos, but all of a sudden he took a different turn and started acting a fool

nobody stupid reach this one

Poverty is expensive in a way that people don’t understand. If you can’t afford a dentist you have long term teeth damage. Not affording healthy food means poor health. Not affording ‘good schools’ means missed opportunities. It is a compounding cycle.

Most people STILL think we’ve hit rock bottom. We haven’t oo! Things WILL get catastrophically worse if we keep the same incompetent people in charge. I’ve watched this country decline my whole life and it’s speeding up, not slowing down.

Here’s the code for DEBT RELIEF ✨ 891 420 19 ✨ You know what to do!

If you’re proud of your DAD repost this.

NO amount of budgeting is going to make up for the fact that a lot of people do not make enough money for this economy anymore. And that’s sad 😔

no envy anybody, your own go come

@hamxajnr We go add more rice

Not enough stew is better than too much stew on rice

Idk how you people will be young educated, exposed and still so foolishly tribalistic and backwards Shame on you

The quality of life in this country has been declining steadily for the last decade+ But the sudden drop-off over the last 2-3 years? Ridiculous. And as a people, we just keep adjusting downwards to the ever-degrading 'new normals'. Like... what is really going on???

I saw a TikTok where a girl say for years her man paid all the bills so she could go to school and take care of the kids. Now she a Registered nurse at 25 and her man goes to school for engineering while she takes care of the bills. Do what works for your home!!!

Say these with me: 📌 I am not behind. I am being prepared. Everything that was meant for me is still making its way to me, and I will be ready when it arrives. 📌 I carry a peace that does not depend on what is happening around me. My mind is settled. My heart is steady. I am not shaken. 📌 Success is not running from me. It is walking with me, every single day, in every small win I choose to celebrate and every brave step I choose to take. 📌 I am allowed to be happy right now, not when I get the promotion, not when the numbers change, not when everything is perfect. Right now. As I am. I am allowed. 📌 I was built for this. Not just to survive it, but to thrive in it, to find joy inside of it, and to leave something behind because of it.

Any leader who can’t deliver in 4 years won’t deliver in 400 years. 99% of Nigerian politicians today have ZERO results to show. Vote the demons OUT in 2027!

2018 was the year I thought my life was about to change. I was still learning, still grinding, still managing small Nigerian pages that would argue over ₦5,000 like it was ₦5 million. But I didn’t complain, I just kept working, building, proving myself. Then one day, I got a DM. “Hey, we need a social media manager for a US-based brand. Are you available?” I read it like five times. US-based brand. In 2018, that was not a small thing. That was escape. That was validation. That was finally, all this work is making sense. We jumped on a call. The owner sounded impressed. “You understand growth.” “You actually get engagement.” “This is better than what we’ve seen locally.” Locally. Even that word sounded like I had already crossed over. They gave me a trial. Two weeks. I treated it like my life depended on it. I studied their audience. I stayed up all night scheduling posts because of time difference. I replied comments like I was the brand owner. I even created extra content they didn’t ask for. By the end of the first week, their page started moving. More comments. More shares. More DMs. The owner messaged me: “This is insane… what are you doing differently?” I just smiled to myself. Because for once… something was working. Second week ended. They were happy. Very happy. “Let’s move forward long-term.” That was the message. I remember just staring at my phone… heart beating fast. I had already started planning in my head. Consistent dollar income. Stability. Peace. For once, I wouldn’t have to chase clients. Then came the question. “Quick one… where are you based?” I paused. Not because I wanted to lie. But because… I already knew how this story sometimes goes. Still, I answered. “Nigeria.” That was it. That one word changed everything. Suddenly, new concerns appeared. “Hmm… we’ve had issues before.” “Our payment system doesn’t really support Nigeria.” “We just need to be careful…” Careful. After two weeks of me literally growing their brand. After results. After proof. I had become a “risk.” The energy changed immediately. From excitement… to suspicion. From “let’s build” … to “let’s reconsider.” Two days later, I got the message. “Hey, we’ve decided to go in another direction.” No explanation. No acknowledgment of the work I had done. Nothing. But what hurt the most? They kept everything. My content style. My posting strategy. Even captions I drafted. They just replaced me with someone else… someone “safer.” I remember sitting outside that evening, holding my phone, just staring. Not even angry. Just tired. Because how do you compete with a reputation you didn’t create? How do you fight a bias that speaks before you even open your mouth? That day, I learned something early. As a Nigerian, sometimes you don’t just have to be good. You have to be twice as good… and still be doubted. But I didn’t stop. Because if there’s one thing Nigeria teaches you… It’s how to keep going, even when the system keeps reminding you that you’re not trusted.

@23uno_ See as you dey mumu 😭😹😹

son of a praying mother btw.😭😭

Uganda visa is $160, and $90 of that is Nigerian government/admin fees. We’re paying our own country more than the country we’re visiting. Make it make sense

@rukky_nate Gbewa

Deal of the day: you are given Two Million Dollars to leave your home country permanently. here’s the catch: • you can never return home • you can’t bring any of your friends, family or loved ones are you taking the deal or not?

Wherever I am in the next 2–5 years, I pray I’m genuinely happy, successful, and living a life that once felt impossible.🤎✨

@El__Yaq If you need a helping hand, I fit dey help on my off days sha. I get calibration experience

We can't keep waiting for the world to bring industrial automation to Nigeria. We have to start building it ourselves. After 300+ hours of non-stop fabrication, spending more than 5kg in material, and gathering hundreds of individual components, this is the foundation of a 6-axis robotic arm built entirely from scratch. They say hardware is hard. Doing it here is even harder. But holding the pieces of what this could become is a feeling I can't quite describe. Let's see if all the math was right. Assembly begins tomorrow.