BABY KINGSWAY

I stared all through last night. I mean, I was very astonished at what I saw. Yes, some call them Prostitutes, to others they're Call girls, while to few they're Commercial Sex Workers (CSW). But the ladies I saw last night were so beautiful, they looked so perfect you'll think they're made in US or something. They were so Queens-looking I could hear my heart screaming, "Jesus! Where are those princesses from!?" I would have settled down with one them if eventually I come across her on a good day. Sunday service to be precise. I've always heard they are usually the choristers and innocent looking 'sister in the lord' in religious circles but I don't want to believe that assertion is true. Now, I'm not even sure I'm lucky I'm not married yet. Moreover, with the increasing divorce rate in Nigeria (marriages breaking up after Two years) it really calls for complete revolution and God's presence to get the right person.

Yesterday, Nigeria celebrated her Democracy day and while everyone was out, I was in chatting as usual on my BB. Then a call from my neighbor asking if I would join him to rescue one of his client whom according to him was "stuck in the 'Happening Center'." If you're familiar with Abuja you'll understand what I mean. The Central area is where the who-is-who in the country hangs out at night. Lot of buildings you see during the day and would assume they're office buildings but at nights, omo mehn!, things are happening. Some peeps are constantly painting the town RED. Everyday is certainly a Christmas day in the 'happening center.'

You know, during the day, there are this buses you see around with some teenagers sitting inside. They usually have One or Two policemen accompanying them. These are the Anti-prostitution and Human trafficking agency, not sure what their real name is. But what surprised me yesterday wasn't the presence of these pretty damsels, not even the factory-fitted tantalising princesses, but the fact that this same spots you'll usually find these buses is the same spot the CSW parades at nights. Funny enough, the agency closes but the CSW don't or should I say, "the CSW resumes duty when they close."

So, at the suggestion of my neighbor we decided to inquire on their charges. I wasn't just shocked with what I heard. I think I fainted at one point. Imagine a girl of below 20 years billing you 25,000 for a 'short-time' and 40,000 for 'long time'. The Short-time I learnt would take you Two hours at most while the Long-time is all night rounds of s*x. Well, having learnt from the Chinese culture of bargaining as an art, I eagerly tried my Asian skill. "Ok, I will give you 5k for long-time" I said, "and 2k for short-time." Well, I was lucky we were in my neighbor's car. Else, I wouldn't be telling you this story in one piece. From what I saw and heard, mehn!, the entire network of CSW's came charging towards us. Although, it wasn't funny as though my neighbor made it seem, he laughed so loud at my silly act. Not like I couldn't afford that but to think of what happens in Abuja, every night, is something else.

Perhaps, the Oyinbos on our soil have effected the rates, coupled with the ignoble politicians I saw last night in their heavy guarded convoys arriving the Lounges, you'll think National Assembly legislators have extended their constitution amendment rendezvous outside of the accursed dome sitting next to the Asshole rock.

However, what my night-crawling unveiling venture revealed wasn't just the conventional gallivanting of prostitutes in the nights but the 21st century, internet driven, well organised network of prostitute-customer relations. While we vamoosed the angry CSW who rained curses on themselves, not me, I overheard one of them saying, "do you think I'm a Badoo girl?" So I inquired from my neighbor what she meant by Badoo girl? (Hmmm...this is that part I'll say, "don't try this at home" Hahahah) Ok. Badoo is a social networking site like Facebook where people get together, hook up. I didn't waste time at all, I launched on the said network out of curiosity. To say the least, CSW no longer need to stand on the streets, that approach/ style is outdated! All you need do is...ehmmm...I comment my reserve.

It is said that, "Any society ruled by a bastard, its womenfolk are all prostitutes," how true our ancestors are, I don't know. But to think of unemployment and great disparity between the rich and the poor in Nigeria is very alarming. Not only do I weep for our mothers whose daughters have resorted to this villainous profession to fend for themselves and their relatives in this pathetic part of the world but I weep for my country, consistently, and i refuse to be comforted. May the good Lord, Allah and whatever name the Holy one you serve is called come to our rescue.


Chi Josh

Hello! I Am An Introvert

In life, often times, some actions or inaction are considered offensive by our friends or foes.

Especially, that awkward moment when your silence is translated to mean pride, arrogance or having ill-intention. Irrespective of how much effort you put into convincing people of your innate characteristic of 'keeping to self' at most, it is fundamental that you encounter, at first, stern disapproval of your explanation.

Africa is a continent with diverse cultural beliefs and practices. And having studied the Asian historic cultural development, I found some contrast in varying cultural practices.

A simple example, typical of an African child, will be to extend/ use the right hand when offering an elderly objects. While using the left hand will be offending or disrespectful it often attract some level of punishment. This is what we call 'Respect' in the Nigerian traditional settings. But in other parts of the world, the choice of which hand to use is optional and depends invariably on the available (free) hand.

Pardon Me Sir, They Are Not Illiterates

DVB's visit to Gidankwanu village 

"Pardon me sir, they are not illiterates. Yes they don't have access to good education and all other basic social amenities, regardless, they are very intelligent." I protested the driver's assertion of their illiteracy.

Their father said the location of the school is very far from their house so he decided they only stay home or go to farm. And for the past Six months they've been engaged in farming activities.

Married with Three wives with over Ten children and none of them could even speak pidgin English. With enlightenment not forthcoming on birth control, he's likely to produce more kids than crops.

Lucky Number Three

So far so good, I spent three weeks in China (a complex society), Three days in Lagos, the commercial hub of the nation Nigeria, Three days in Kebbi state (in ea village in North-western state), and have now spent Three days in Abuja, the capital of Nigeria. 
Number Three they say, is a lucky number. Three in Chinese sounds similar to the character for "birth" and is considered a lucky number.

Remember, it was the Three wise men that visited Jesus when He was born. Moreover, Three crosses for His crucifixion, one for him and the other for the Two thieves. Don't forget, it's the Trinity in Christianity symbolizing Father, Son and Holyspirit.

Now, check this out: From the union of oneness, the duality (a reflection of Oneness) the Triad is established and then proceeds all of the other numbers. So, now you know how numbers came to being.

Cameramen In New Media Era

Have you noticed we are in the era of New media? New media, they say, refers to on-demand access to content anytime, anywhere, on any digital device, as well as interactive user feedback, creative participation. More like, information at your fingertips and on-the-go.

The emergence of New media has changed the current media landscape for journalists. Online journalism such as blogging has become an important tool on the World Wide Web.

Many traditional media houses are parking up because of their ignorance or negligence to embrace the New media approach. With the increasing market for PR reports, brown envelope journalists and government propaganda the situation gets even worse as readers distrust for this conventional media grows daily. So, it is either they embrace the "New media" approach or extinct, as many have.

China's Temple of Heaven, Beijing

Temple of Heaven

I finally made up my mind, after long deliberation, to visit somewhere different, somewhere...Spiritual.

After shopping for souvenir for friends and family, in the famous Chinese Pearl Market, I resolved to visiting somewhere, a stone-throw away, somewhere if located in Africa, I would be tagged a traditionalist, partisan to voodoo worship, a pagan, or even an occult for visiting such a place. But this Temple of Heaven isn't in Africa, having no diabolic affiliation to our 'supposed' enshrined demigods.

Apparently, the Temple of Heaven, literally known as the Altar of Heaven, built in 1420, is China's largest existing complex of ancient sacrificial buildings and religious worship with a total area of 270 acres. *** "White man Juju is good Juju" they say, "but the black man Juju?" Hmmm...I comment my reserve. You can even imagine how the Altar occupies space.***

DVB's Visit To Bird's Nest Stadium, Beijing

So Dat Village Boy visited the innovative Beijing National Stadium, officially the National Stadium, also popularly known as the Bird's Nest. This landmark architectural masterpiece hosted the 2008 Olympics.