THE LEGALLY BLUNT !

In criminal law, there must be the concurrence of the 'all important' elements of crime; Mens rea (mental state) and Actus reus (Conduct or action). If prosecution fails at proving this two elements in the commission of a crime, or where the Defense raises a defense on the ground that the Accused lacked the mental capacity to commit the said crime, the alleged criminal walks free... My query then is, why do we label and stigmatize victims of rape, seeing that they did not have a hand in the ill that befell them. They lacked the mental capacity, neither did they ask themselves to be raped. We look for ways to get guilty criminals off the hook but shame the defenseless people who became victims of circumstances and the cruelty of others.

So, Mr. Randy got her pregnant and disappeared into thin air. She, being a strong girl refused to abort the pregnancy. Amidst shame and rejection she gave birth to Hector, an adorable baby boy. She went through hell and deep waters to raise him as a single mom. Today Hector turned ten and suddenly the irresponsible disgrace of a man resurfaces from the blues to claim his son. His only reason is that “I am his father”, and I’m like, dude, really?! How? What and who made you his father? I want a DNA test carried out. Paternity test will solve the problem he retorted. I responded: where were you when she dropped out of school and practically begged on the streets to raise Hector dear Randy?

Last Wednesday, a week today, on my way to work, I ran into an old friend who is now an amazing father of two adorable daughters. As I approached him, I heard it loudly in my spirit: "tell him he has a mandate to raise wholesome children." Do you know that there's nothing new under the sun! Even the vexed issue of Child sexual abuse is as old as time. It only became more rampant in recent times because parents have let down their guards. Those days, Parents Protected their children and marked their territories. But these days, we are consumed with many things. Our desire to meet up with societal expectations, our drive to be successful in the world's perspective and economic pressure has lead us to sacrifice our children's innocence on the altar of career and the good life. Friends, if living in Maitama for example will be too demanding on you, necessitating your going out of the house by 6am and return by 9, you ought to go live in kubwa. I...

  "I know you think the world is too dark to even dream in colour, but I've seen flowers bloom at midnight, I've seen kites fly in gray skies and they were real close to looking like the sunrise, And sometime it takes The most wounded wings The most broken wings The most broken things to notice how strong the breeze is, How precious the flight" -Andrea Gibson PS: When faced with unpleasant situations, our natural response is usually to lose our joy. That's exactly what Satan expects of us. How about disappointing him by doing the complete opposite. Be joyful against the odds. # TakeTheLeadWithJoy ***Beautiful Music from Broken Strings # PCCM # TKBM

    It was a beautiful rainy Monday morning in the city of Abuja. For a young man living in this city without mobility, trust me, it can be pretty challenging... So, I decked up for Monday in my #JesusShowBoy Signature. #lol At the Bus-stop, I noticed the cloud gathering, and so heavy was the gathering... I rebuked the rain, when I did not seem to be seeing immediate result, I switched off and started praying in the Spirit. A bus came and I entered. I continued praying. This time, that the rain should stop before I get to my bus-stop (the thought of getting wet in a suit on an early Monday morning was scary).

What do you call success? How do you rate success? A lot of us are confused about the subject of success. We often allow society to tell us what success is, according to its standards.   Success in my opinion is subjective – what amounts to success to Mr. A might not be the same with Mr. B. If we understand this, there will be no need for rivalry and unhealthy competition. We will each discover that we are each voyagers with our individual custom made destinations. Now, away from success and what it means to us individually, what if at the close of the day, when life is over, you get to meet with your creator and after showing you your mandate and assignment on earth, you discover that you were a huge failure, a colossal damage to yourself, humanity and earth and the desire for a second chance to relive life consumes your whole being?

So, this morning as I was in the gentle-men's room taking care of business, I started imagining what my life would have looked like without all the trials, betrayals, Abuses and every other issues I've faced in this my life.

Sunday evening after waking up from an evening nap, I decided to take a stroll around my neigbourhood. I walked pass one of the small praying places (make-shift mosques) where the Muslim faithful pray. It was that time in the day when they break their Ramadan fast – “Ramadan is a time of spiritual reflection, improvement and increased devotion and worship. Muslims are expected to put more effort into following the teachings of Islam.” As I was passing bye, I noticed a big bowel filled with stuffs rapped in black paper bags in rations which I presumed were food. Almost immediately, a call went out, and all the hungry faithful whose population was made up of Okada guys, truck pushers, etc., trust me, I can tell by looking at them. They descended on the food, each struggling to get a rap of the goodies. I stood and watched as the stronger ones left with portions while the not so lucky ones where left with nothing.