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Nigerians are the biggest victims to Yahoo Yahoo

Not the whites...

We are the biggest of all scammed.

Our government is the biggest scammer.

We were conned in 2015 and now we have been conned yet once more.

A colossal wasteland

The effect is so bad, everybody is affected

Even the institutions are affected too.

The scam runs deep it has affected and infected even common sense.

A dear friend was complaining to me about an episode she was unfortunate to experience.

She said a woman complained about something common sense could have resolved.

Yet the response of the average Nigerian who was her friend, was predictable.

''leave it to God''

Aunty was in an abusive relationship for years with an unapologetic adulterer, finally she grew sense and left the marriage.

Now, her ex totally refused to contribute to the upkeep of the child against the ruling of the court during divorce cases, and so she decided she was going to drag her hubby to social welfare.

The gospel thing to do, right?

Get this....

Her own friends were now advising her to leave it to God.

Quoting exodus 14:14...''God shall fight for you and you shall hold your peace.'' When you should be quoting Matthew 11 : 12, ''...the violence taketh it by force.''

My friend couldn't digest this religious venom anymore, she got so irritated and screamed "Really? Why stop there, you can as well leave hustling for your daily bread to God too.''

Even God is tired of our averageness. He is exhausted from our lack of vision.

He would have folded his hands and watched this woman die from maybe HIV, or get beaten to death and receive her into heaven, but she grew sense and left the marriage.

But our average minds won't be analytical when we need to, we rather be religious to save us the stress of thinking and providing solutions...which is exactly what they did.. They started preaching peace... And friend was like wha da fuck has peace got to do with this?

We would rather watch a motivational speaker talk and tell us we can, without telling us how to...why?

Luck

He got rich and successful luckily

If he indeed worked hard and smart, there will be a plan he would sell to you.

Yet he will come on air, or on the pulpit and tell you... ''Yes you can...'' Without revealing ''How you can''

Maybe he honestly doesn't know or maybe, typical Nigerian, he doesn't wanna share, so he will be the only rich one and continue lording over you simpletons.

One can never tell with the average Nigerian, especially the ones lucky enough to live above average.

We put a premium on stupidity and class on ignorance.

Premium crass or premium class...you tell me...

But las las we will be alright, let's just leave it to God.




Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur
www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com

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