Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Business Lessons that Dame Patience Jonathan taught me


I have just hit on an idea that is sure to yield some good returns. I am not going to hoard it since it is in the interest of the common good and posterity to have this queer idea brought into fruition. The inspiration for this idea is from none other than the luckiest woman this side of the Atlantic and the “mother of the nation”, who recently promised to ‘mother us a ll.’ Whilst, I am not content to wait on the whims of fate to gift this lucky couple yet another office, I hasten to add that young Nigerians should take their destinies into their hands since the odds are high that nothing radical indicative of a marked improvement in their material fortunes would be effected on Goodluck Jonathan’s watch. For pointers as to the shape and what to expect of a Jonathan presidency post May 29, you need not look further than the slew of gerontocrats, the vilest crop most culpable for Nigeria’s parlous state who have made their depraved wisdom available to Mr President in his determined quest to win the April. The sage who said that it was madness to do things the same way (read in the context “use the same set of heads”) and expect different results perhaps had Nigeria in mind.

But I digress. The Facebook crowd and the denizens of social media like Twitter and Youtube are currently having a field day peddling the innumerable gaffes of Dame Chief Dr Mrs Patience Jonathan during her stumping the country for votes for her husband, Goodluck Jonathan. All thanks to the ‘Prolific’ first lady, we have amongst other varied side-splitting additions to the growing list of memorable Nigeriaspeak and official gaffes, “Umbrerra”, ‘ mother all of you’, “fellow widows” and many others whose volume and innate capacity for comical relief form the thrust of my business idea. Whilst the PDP presidential campaign rallies have been largely drab, devoid of quotable quotes (apologies, Dr Chuba Okadigbo) the rented crowd notwithstanding, Mrs Jonathan is stealing the spotlight by unwittingly providing a beleaguered citizenry unending jokes and indelible sound bites. Her malapropisms are fueling new Youtube videos and spurring amateur creatives to churn out blackberry broadcasts that are becoming increasingly viral, casting her Excellency in the mould of cyber celebrities like Rita of Koko Mansion infamy. Nigerian Twitterati would one day wake up to the sudden realization that Dame Jonathan’s malapropism is trending on Twitter. It would be the best complement for the Facebook President.

Truth be told, while Dame Patience Jonathan is not alone in her presidential struggle with the English language, she beats previous denizens of exalted ‘gaffedom’ in the pedestrian nature of her unending verbal slips up. No thanks to her effortless gaffes, she has found good company in the ranks of eminent men and women both in and out of the corridors of power with notorious penchant for misspeak. The immediate past President of the USA, George Bush was famous for malapropisms like “They misunderestimated me.” An online blog, Slate, could not resist the allure of collecting “Bushisms”, an euphemism for Bush’s gaffe. That literally spawned a cottage industry of collectors of “Bushisms”. Sarah Palin, the Republican party Vice Presidential candidate is equally amassing a huge following of ‘Palinlogists’ who not only study her seductive appeal to the average American but also chronicle her unending gaffes in public. Palin and her rival, Joe Biden, incumbent vice president constantly outdo each other on the political gaffe-o-meter. We have Sarah Palin to thank for the word ‘refudiate’, one of her bespoke gaffes.
Back to our own Dame Patience Jonathan, her verbal slips has notched her profile not only as Nigeria’s first Niger Deltan first lady but also the first presidential spouse to become the inspiration for a viral Youtube video and numerous blackberry broadcast. First ladies the world over make the headlines for their outfits, their charity events and some other sublime contributions to humanity. Not in Nigeria, our ‘national mother’ churns out admonitions that encourage Nigerians to “have love for our fellow Nigerians irrespective of their nationality.’ Her verbal slip ups are making the rounds on blackberry broadcast and they come at a speed that rivals the people’s capacity to duck for cover under the” umbrera”. She thus stands a chance of plucking for herself a Sowambe award (the Nigerian social media awards) just like her husband just recently did.

In view of her excellency ability to deliver side -splitting malapropos that would make Sarah Palin earn soap-box infallibility, I am proposing that we borrow a leaf from the God’s own country by inventing our own gaffe-o-meter to track not only the frequency but the comical value of Dame Jonathan’s gaffes. This is imperative before her creative efforts stand the risk of being misappropriated by smart denizens of the in famous Alaba market for compilation into a hit CD. To forestall this cheap profiteering from our collective patrimony, Twitteratis and Facebookers can subsequently start to catalogue her malapropisms and even trademark a term ‘Patiencism’ a la Bushism, to describe the first lady’s misspeaks. Comedians who try to parody the jokes at their sold out stand-up comedy shows would be expected to pay royalties to the curators of the website and the gaffe-o-meter, at least a modest token for their efforts at compiling quotable quotes for posterity and most importantly for a long suffering citizenry whose daily existence is shorn of mirth.

In furtherance of His Excellency’s quest to ‘bring back the book’ again, a compilation of madam’s extemporaneous speeches can be made into a book form for an elaborate launch. The launch should be held before the general elections for strategic reasons and proceeds should be channelled into stocking up our decrepit libraries with literary texts and primers to forestall the recurrence of a generation of mothers whose dream is to ‘mother all of us.’

On a sublime note, the inexplicable rise of Dame Jonathan, like her husband of many years, to prominence is the climax of the logic that Goodluck’s spin doctors feverish pitch to ever hopeful impoverished masses of Nigeria: “If the poor boy from Otuoke who walked barefoot for kilometers to school daily can become the president, so can you all.” The morale when extrapolated would read like this: if a Patience Jonathan as first lady can work the crowd with her unending gaffes, then wart and all, anybody can become Nigeria’s first lady.

Even as young people nurse the hope to become the celebrities of their dreams, I add that they look out for the forthcoming Nigerian best seller: ‘I will mother all of you and other gaffes’. Available in good book stores near you.

My Dad Was a Teacher


I would never have thought in my wildest dream that I would be paying tribute to my dad this early in my adulthood. But life, when it happens, does not give a prior notice. Like the several lessons that my dad taught me in life during his fruitful lifetime, his death teaches yet another invaluable moral.

Capturing my late dad’s truest essence in words is one herculean task. I wish I were doing this in a full length memoir. Only last month I was obsessed with the thought of writing about growing up the son of a primary school teacher who gave his all to the one vocation he loved: teaching. Dad was not only a teacher by training, he lived his life teaching everyone who crossed his path: from his infectious wits, to his irresistible jokes and wisecracks down to his never ending reminisces about his life experiences and acquaintances with everyone that was fortunate to meet him. My dad taught all.

As a child that was given to pranks, I never far away from trouble whilst growing up I always wished that he would flog me than sit me through hours of lectures about how to navigate life and grow up to provide leadership for my two sisters. He taught me to love books and reading. He filled the house with books; newspapers and magazines even though they were not always current editions; they were always available for me to read to gain an appreciation of what was happening around me. He shielded me and my sisters from the corrupting influences associated growing up in Lagos skid rows. It is to his credit that we gained a refinement that was somewhat alien to where we grew up.

He taught me to take a keen interest in my immediate community and not glumly sit as an arm chair critic. I would listen to him discuss union activities with his fellow comrades and hear them strategize on how to protect the threatened interests of their colleagues. He didn’t shriek from discussing the finer details with me even though it would take me years later to understand what he was passing across. I had heard it in passing from his friends and relations not until I stumbled on a picture of my dad when he was 19 did I realize that I was his carbon copy. I could have sworn that I was the person in the picture.

Family and friends are to be cherished, he was not once to pay a lip service to that ideal. He lived it. It wasn’t important if his concern and care for people were not reciprocated. When I became a young adult, the altruistic interest my dad had in people was indelibly impressed on me when he took turns to pay repeated visit to friends, associates and relatives some of whom never knew his abode. His life commends to one Plato’s allegory of the metals. He was not lead, nor silver but pure, unalloyed gold. What he lacked in material fortunes, he made up for it in humanity. He was human bearing his fallibility with grace not malice. Most importantly, he knew God and was never tired of seeking his face to see him through life’s treacherous paths.

Dad never envied others, he hoped for the best. He sought the best for his family within the limit of his modest earnings. He would give even to those that were materially more endowed than he was. He didn’t find any contradictions in giving. My dad made me laugh, even when things were not looking up as expected he didn’t miss an opportunity to make people around him happy. He made us happy and always sought ways to make our lives more comfortable. He appreciated every little gesture and didn’t consider anything condescending for his family.
With hindsight, his last phone call was yet another lesson. It was about my youngest sister and the need to ensure her comfort in school. Sadly, he left no clues that it was going to be his last moral to me. I am grieved that he didn’t even say good bye. Yet, I am consoled by the good life that he lived.

Dad, your lessons and ideals are not lost on me. I will ensure that I live them; and put them to good use and make you proud.
When the world asks me why I live the way I live I will tell them I was a teacher’s son.

Adieu Aderemi Eyinade

Sunday, April 25, 2010

The Qualities and Values My President in 2011 Must Have and WHY

My Leader Essay Contest

Nigerian Youths Are Deciding the Qualities and Values of the 2011 President!

Once again Democracy is about to give us a chance to choose the leader of our dream in the coming general elections. No nation can grow beyond the quality of its leadership. Nigeria is loaded with huge potentials, all we need is the leader who can harness all these potentials and move us into a nation of peace and prosperity. The time to identify that leader is NOW!

Interestingly in the history of our great nation, there has never been such a time when young people are mobilising and gathering to actively engage in the processes that shall produce leaderships both at the local and national levels come the 2011 elections. From online social networks to real time rallies and conferences, the heat is on. Young people are coming around and coming in to say that they are stakeholders in the political space. Afterall they possess a huge chunk of the votes that shall determine the next leadership, and the policies and programs of any leader always has telling impact on the lives of our youths. There are many ongoing efforts by young people to ensure that Nigeria gets it right this time, and this essay contest is one of such efforts.

So in your own words, write a 2 page essay on the topic “The Qualities and Values My President in 2011 Must Have and WHY”.

The Prize

The Best Essay Author wins a 10days all expense paid trip to a West African country operating a Democracy.
The 2 Runners-up alongside shall recieve consolation gift items and would as well be presented alongside the Winner to The Hon. Minister of Youth Development of Nigeria, and members of the press in Abuja.
Send in your essays today through engage@youngstars-foundation.org

Eligibility 18-35years old Nigerians. Only 1 essay entry is allowed per individual.

Entry closes June 5th, 2010.

Call line: GSM +234 703 553 5876

Website: www.youngstars-foundation.org

The Qualities and Values My President in 2011 Must Have and WHY

My Leader Essay Contest

Nigerian Youths Are Deciding the Qualities and Values of the 2011 President!

Once again Democracy is about to give us a chance to choose the leader of our dream in the coming general elections. No nation can grow beyond the quality of its leadership. Nigeria is loaded with huge potentials, all we need is the leader who can harness all these potentials and move us into a nation of peace and prosperity. The time to identify that leader is NOW!

Interestingly in the history of our great nation, there has never been such a time when young people are mobilising and gathering to actively engage in the processes that shall produce leaderships both at the local and national levels come the 2011 elections. From online social networks to real time rallies and conferences, the heat is on. Young people are coming around and coming in to say that they are stakeholders in the political space. Afterall they possess a huge chunk of the votes that shall determine the next leadership, and the policies and programs of any leader always has telling impact on the lives of our youths. There are many ongoing efforts by young people to ensure that Nigeria gets it right this time, and this essay contest is one of such efforts.

So in your own words, write a 2 page essay on the topic “The Qualities and Values My President in 2011 Must Have and WHY”.

The Prize

The Best Essay Author wins a 10days all expense paid trip to a West African country operating a Democracy.
The 2 Runners-up alongside shall recieve consolation gift items and would as well be presented alongside the Winner to The Hon. Minister of Youth Development of Nigeria, and members of the press in Abuja.
Send in your essays today through engage@youngstars-foundation.org

Eligibility 18-35years old Nigerians. Only 1 essay entry is allowed per individual.

Entry closes June 5th, 2010.

Call line: GSM +234 703 553 5876

Website: www.youngstars-foundation.org

Thursday, April 8, 2010

My Essay in The Guardian

My WLP's essay on Maternal Mortality was published in the Guardian. Hats Off to Dr Abati for raising the issue once again.here

Saturday, April 3, 2010

1st Money-Prized Essay Contest

Announcing 1st Money-Prized Essay Contest & Application to our 2010 Educational Festival

This year’s seminar would be held in Tanzania in order to enable our many East African applicants who for want of travel funds have not been able to enjoy the life-enriching encounters to do just that. And there is a money-prized essay contest open to all Africans between the ages of 18-35 as well.More details here

Sunday, March 28, 2010

The Nigeria Pride Youth Essay Contest 2010

Be among the 3 winners of $350 each and global profilling by submitting a page essay on the topic


"Discuss any skill, knowledge, technology, issue, product etc that Nigeria can develop, master and begin to teach the rest of the world as a leading nation in that field by 2020 and beyond"


Eligibility - Nigerian youths 18-3years of age resident in Nigeria.


Deadline - entry closes April 15th, 2010. Winners announced in May 2010

Submit entries with CV, Passport photograph and a referee to competition@ youngstarsfounda tion.org

Organiser: Youngstars Foundation Jos with support from Skipsted Ideation, Denmark.

Preamble:

The time has come for Nigeria to become a leading country in a field of endeavour and contribute in making the world a better place. To achieve this, it is time we begin to think about areas we can develop further, master and become the best in such fields such that the rest of the world can learn from us. Different countries of the world have today become known for one thing or the other, the Chinese have become known for herbal medicine as well as technology, Japan became known for technology also. India is also becoming a hub for ICT. USA is known for commerce and industries. The Asian Tigers also are known for all kinds of manufacturing. It is time Nigeria becomes known for something it is teaching and giving the world. Young people can lead in this discuss as we are sure to be the major actors come 2020 and beyond.

Winning essays shall be essays that are

Clear about the idea is it proposing that can make Nigeria a leading nation
Demonstrates good historical background about the issue being discussed
Point how Nigeria can begin to develop this field over a long term period
Grammar, creativity and simple use of English can make a huge difference.
Selection and Judges

From the pool of entries, 10 essays shall be selected and posted online for our team of local and international judges to evaluate and score up to 60points. After their scoring, the audience shall be invited to vote for their winning essays covering 30points. Youngstars shall have a 10point score to also award. After this process, the 3 winners shall be announced.

Waivers

By submitting your essays, you agree to waive the following

Ø Appealing against the final decisions of those announced winners for any reason whatsoever.

Ø The essay once submitted to Youngstars becomes the full property of Youngstars Development Initiative, and by that the organisation is free to use the essays and articles for any other interactions it deems fit.

Enquiries:

(+234) 8065479817, (+234) 7035538876

or competition@ youngstarsfounda tion.org, ystar27@yahoo. com

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Essay Update

The Center for International Private Enterprise invites young people to share their ideas on how to create opportunities for youth to strengthen democracy and the private sector in their own countries.Details Here

The Dreamer

The Dreamer

Monday, March 1, 2010

I am on WLP's Shortlist.

Hello People,

I am on the short list of WLP Essay Contest.My essay on maternal mortality made it to the final list alongside 11 other finalists.The winners will be annouced at a WLP symposium at the 54th session of the UN Commission on the Status of Women in New York City on March 5, 2010.

As finalists, we are expected to draw the attention of our friends, associates and family members to our essays and have then comment. The essence is to provoke discussion and pique the interest of people on some of issues that affect women which are otherwise overlooked. There is an Audience Choice award to compensate the writer whose work generates the most comments. Note that one line comments about the excellence of essays are most welcome, but don’t count. Only those comments that add substance to the conversation count. To view my essay and comment click on here


I chose to write on an issue-Maternal mortality- which I staunchly believe affects the lives of our mothers and has earned us an unenviable yet perpetual spot on yearly human and health development indices of the UN. Kindly read through and leave a comment. You can also draw the attention of your friends and colleagues by forwarding this link to them. By doing this, you are helping to create awareness on an issue that affects myriad women in Nigeria. Also you will be nudging me closer to the coveted award.

Thanks a great deal for your anticipated support. I sincerely hope that this essay will trigger a wave of dissatisfaction with the status quo and prod us all to think on how to put a final paid to the needless deaths that our wives, mothers, sisters suffer.

Monday, February 22, 2010

On Jobberman

When I got the facebook invite to join the jobberman group I thought it was just one of the several invitations to the countless groups that denizens of facebook are wont to start.I began to rethink the invite on seeing the sender's name. The invitation was from none else than Ayodeji Adewunmi, one of the smartest though unsung under-30s this side of the atlantic. We had pioneered a thriving youth advocacy group at Ife back then as an undergraduate and it was a rewarding experience interacting with this well-rounded creative thinker cum enterpreneur. So when he subsequently asked me to start creating content for the site's blog, I jumped at the offer like some 7-figure job offer. What better way to start than my experience as an analyst.Thanks God my muse didnt fail me this time.Read the article here.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Infidelity Risk Management

Is he cheating on you? Are you seeing the telling signs that he has some UNILAG girls somewhere quenching the raging fires in his groins before he comes home to you. Quit praying 'fall-down-and-die' prayers. You can leverage on this leading practice from Kenya. Yes Kenya!  and gratis too. You can now hedge your exposure to Infidelity before the risk crystallizes. Singles, you might take a cue too.
2010: My Year of Possessing my Possession!

Oh! the other part. It is not tongues (Kabash!) I am not sure pentecostalism is that rife there. It is Kiswahili.The translation:"If you see the above gentleman with school girls,(naija version, aristo girls) other women, tell him to go home or call/sms his wife on 0751993571"

Sunday, February 7, 2010

The Convoluted Logic of Using Music to Tackle Cyber crimes.

In 2008, I watched America's first black Secretary of State, Collin Powel, swaying to the hypnotic tunes of Yahoozee, a song rendered by Olu Maintain, at one of those star-studded, swanky ThisDay parties. It was meant to be an after party, I suppose, for one of ThisDay's talk shows, which usually feature erstwhile world leaders who now far from the levers of power stump to mouth ideas they did not come close to peddling when they were calling the shots on the global scene.

But Mr Powell, renowned and acclaimed as an eminent American Statesman, a presidential material in his own right, unfortunately found himself bowled over by Olu Maintain's vanity larded song so much so that he threw away caution to the wind. It was an amusing sight as the varied import of Powel's little peccadillo was not lost on the discerning. “Wasn't this the same Powel who had tarred Nigerians with a sweeping brush as a 'nation of scammers'?” not a few had asked.

Powel like millions of Nigerian youths seems apparently to have been bitten by the Yahoozee bug. As a scammer’s anthem, it was soon to be displaced off the Nigerian pop chart by another cyber crime-glorifying chorus maga don pay. These artists made mega bucks from their records, (discounting the ubiquitous Alaba pirates) and smiled to the bank (in spite of the hollow lyrics of their music). What is obvious is that there is a pervasive popular taste for form rather than substance. Little premium is now being paid to content as long as it appeals to the ear and makes good aesthetic viewing.

I am quick to add that while this is not a scourge ravaging only Nigeria but one that has collectively plagued young people the world over. The way Soulja (an American hip hop artist) could fill the airwaves with his misogynistic thrash and make piles of cash while rocketing up musical charts is the same way our own Kelly handsome will shout Halleluyah because Nigerians are losing their heads to his Maga don Pay.

Arts while reflecting reality, simultaneously reinforces it. It is, therefore, for nothing that we all become incrementally numb or indifferent at the most to the evils of cyber crime after listening to a rack of albums that subtly or overtly endorses internet scams. What more, Nigerian popular songs are wont to glamorize the good life as typified by the flashiest cars, posh apartments, well-endowed girls while not forgetting the well-worn shayo, itself the muse for a myriad of songs.

Thanks to our greedy compatriots who want to live the good life espoused in pop songs, we have been called all sorts of names. Before our latest addition to the list of terrorists exporting nations, our green passport triggered the red flag in foreign climes. While we have moved few rungs down the fraud pecking order, we are far from being spick and span. Enforcement of existing laws on financial crimes has resulted in miserly convictions relative to the ongoing damage done to unsuspecting maga, to use the scammers' lingo.

Like a corporate social responsibility of sort, Microsoft is funding a campaign against cyber crime in Nigeria. Among other means, it is using the avenue of music to deplore cyber fraud. It has packed a number of our local celebrity musicians to spearhead the campaign and there is a track and a video to boot to impress the message on the hearts of young people. All thanks to Microsoft we now have a riposte to the body of works that sutbtly pitches the gains of internet fraud. In the minds of the producers, the song Maga no need pay is the much needed answer or first step in curbing the yahoo yahoo scourge. The Microsoft sponsored campaign to tackle cyber crime with music though a welcome development raises several questions on the effectiveness of fighting a scourge with its vector. Granted, immunization has employed the same logic to fight many an epidemic. The extent to which popular music, which has inadvertently and overtly glamorized and endorsed cyber crimes, will reduce the propensity of the denizens of Yahoozeville to fleece foreigners of their hard-earned money remains in the laps of the gods. The success of such approach is left in doubt by the knowledge that the currency of a song is subject to the capricious taste of music lovers and radio DJs who almost always decide the shelf life of a song.


While star-studded collaboration of the kind that we see in the MISSPIN sponsored Maga no need pay fits the storied Hollywood model of lending celebrity to worthy causes, the model is being replicated in the current battle against cyber crime, shoddily though. In the American model which we are so quick to ape, these celelanthropic efforts are just means to the ends of notching up the profiles of the celebrities involved. Their loyalty to the causes they purportedly support is almost always as fickle as their divorce-prone marriages. It is laughable when Tuface Idibia throws his weight behind the clichéd ABC campaign against the spread of HIV/AIDS while siring babies by different mothers, of course outside wedlock. It is the same warped logic when we ask artists to wax records to deploy cyber crime when for the most part some of owe their claim to fame to glamorizing the life on the fast lane that cyber scammers aspire to. It has even been mooted that a substantial amount of the money that new artists use to start up their careers can be traced to yahooville.

Internet scam is a dent on our image. That is a moot point. We need to seek more credible avenues to address cyber scamming. As a lover of good music, I am of the view that the bland, hollow pop music that is churned out today will do so little in reversing an odious trend it has inadvertently helped to deepen. The listeners are not fooled. Like Colin Powell atop the Africa rising concert stage they could not care less about the lyrics even if it is a no brainer. The song can be as hollow as Yahoozee but if it is more “danceable” than Maga no need Pay they can twist to the lousy beats and wish for their own hummers when their hapless preys finally pay.

Shout Halleluyah!

Monday, January 25, 2010

Only in Nigeria

I am afraid you might find this a little grisly but it is an apt representation of how low we have descended as a people. It is jos at the moment.I don't think we have seen the end of all this madness. Where the next scene of this macabre drama from hell will be staged remains in the lap of the gods.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Morality of Profit: Seven Fund Essay

Sound likes something that will interest my old marxist comrades at Ife. The essay is organised by Seven Fund. Essay

Essay Watch

I have resolved (nay, not some flimsy, starry-eyed new-year resolution) to scour the internet for essays contest, pitch my ideas in the market place of ideas and see if they could fetch me some cool benjamins. Talk isn’t cheap! Already, I have started walking the talk. I literally laid a seige to the World Bank essay competition website. It is my last change to take a shot at the competition ( I am some months shy of the wrong side of twenty) and I am writing this one, even if the heavens fall. Guess what the topic is: Youth Unemployment… It couldn’t have been more apt. A Nigerian is going to win this one and it is got to be… find the link here

Happy New Year

Hello Blog,

Been away for what seems like ages. I'm back and this time for good. I must confess I did not keep faith with you in the last year. This year, I promise, will be different. At the minimum, I will drop by every week. As a proof that I intend to walk my talk, I have got a post.

It makes for comic relief. Sunita, Sorry, Evita! featuring two crazies. Enjoy!

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

'Nigeria should be renamed Scamerica'

A respondent to an article that recently appeared in the Prestigious American sheet, the Washington Post on how the worldwide economic recession is affecting the yahoo yahoo industry ( for want of a better description) has proposed renaming nay rebranding of Nigeria as Scamerica, the world capital of internet fraud.

The report written by Karin Brulliard highlighted how the 'industry' has fallen on hard times against the backdrop of the global financial crisis. Trust American journalists with their all-familiar sanctimonious air, Karin made a mockery of mama rebrand nigeria's rooftop chorus of 'Good people, Great nation'. If Karin's thinly-disguised salvo carpeted Nigeria as a nation of scammers, a nail to the coffin was in the offing. The coup de grace was dealt by a respondent name Rikkirat who offered a terse: 'Nigeria should be rename Scamerica'

If you are itching to read the article, find the link here http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/08/06/AR2009080603764.html

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Essays Contest for Young People.

While on a frantic search for websites for sore eyes, I happened on this essay contest that should interest young people. If you are game, the contest is just a click away. http://youthinkblog.worldbank.org/youthink-international-youth-day-essay-competition
Watch out for more opportunities on this blog. That's a catch isn't it?

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

A Close Shave with Internet Fraudsters

I have had more than my own fair share of close shaves. Every now and then I am on the cusp of something risky and after the danger has slipped by I am left in awe, nay shock, with mouth agape how it manages to elude me. For me, the moments remain instructive in that they bring closer home to me the immensity of dangers that others have to contend with in the course of the meeting the quotidian demands of life.

Doing a five hour stint in a dingy police cell in Ile-ife after one of those senseless protests as a student taught me poignant lessons on the imperative of freedom more than all the prison memoirs I was wont to read. The import of my mum's regular morning mantra -there is just a step between death and life-hit me with meteoric impact when I had an unforgettable near death experience in 2003. The contradiction of showing love and care to person living with HIV and maintaining a healthy distance in order to stay uninfected hit me harshly when a cousin of mine caught the deadly virus. Life is a school, the sages tell us, and the tutorials often come unbidden.

The first instinct on reading about folks who had fallen prey to the now ubiquitous con men is to tag them greedy and ignorant plebeians after all it takes a streak of covetousness to fall for their annoying baits. I got a mail purportedly from my banker bearing the tale that my "ATM banking session has been suspended" on some, with benefit of hindsight, phoney grounds. Pronto, I set about to resolve the riddle within the constraint of time and distance. A wedding ceremony of a family friend's daughter was slated for the very next day and I needed to spend a few note at the imminent 'Owambe' party that we Yoruba are wired to throw at such outings. Where will I get money, I asked myself. Requesting permission to visit the nearest GTB branch was inconceivable. I had a short time-line to deliver on my assignment. So the only option left was to follow the link provided -http://ibank.gtbank.com/%20ibank2/Alert.aspx

Truth be told, I was not familiar with GTB internet banking services so i could be forgiven for not instantly recognizing the tell-tale signs that should otherwise have given the phoney platform away for what it was-fake. The address on the url :http:////www.clangamingleague.com/Forums/images/ranks/base/data/ibank_gtbplc_com.php
was different from what the link that led me there read.I couldnt care less as the urgency of resolving the riddle beclouded any my brain that i couldn't see the red flags.

I was poised to provide prompts answer to the questions that were a prerequisite to resolving the riddle: my ATM number, card expiry date, security question, pin, answer to security question, id and password to mention a few. I had answered two of the questions and was about retrieving my id and password which was tucked somewhere when it dawned on me that the link was not GTB's and that the site was too bare for comfort. That piqued my already sagging guards. I took a closer look at the site. http://clangamingleague.com/ is definitely not my banker. It was a scam after all and the it was just another ploy to fleece an undiscerning 'maga' to use the yahoo yahoo lingo of his hard-earned money.
Many a time I have had to ignore without a second look messages from Interswitch that ATM pins should not be disclosed. Those messages I considered a no-brainer as I did expect any right thinking person to give their ATM pins to a third party.What self-conceit! I didnt know that it was only a matter of time before I would swallow the latest 'format' to use for the nth time the parlance of the uber-smart yahoo artists. I am cocksure I am not alone in this conceit.It is all too pervasive.Few harldy gave a thought to the hapless foreigners that were fleeced of their hard-earned money by yahoo yahoo artists.Why should they care aren't they greedy.Now the chicken has come home to roost.Hackers and internet fraudsters have trained their genius on our bank accounts and God helps us if our little savings get unscathed in their latest quest. It was a close shave for me, who knows it could be a big heist on another person's life savings.