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I've seen man swear (hands on Holy Books) that by the Grace of God he'll lead men aright according to their (developmental) yearnings. I've seen men jubilate (carried away by the euphoria of the moment). So sure the Messiah has come. I've seen man vilify men for making sinister remarks about the aforementioned, saying, "he is not like your hero who plundered the treasury from boom to doom!" I've seen man hate, fight, destroy, kill for men who have sworn to protect all men. Yes! And yet fend for the man who kills to ensure their continuity in a stagnant change. I've seen change remain unchanged. I've seen the circle again and again as nothing really is changing for the man who stands under the sun (and in the rain) to empower another (via thumbs on papers). I've seen same man loss sources of livelihood to recession and retrenchment, loss loved ones to ill-health and insecurity, loss his dignity and senses. I've seen man je

Now am beginning to feel irritated by those who for no just course have decided to not use their real names (or names I can relate with)  here on fb. Do you know how much work mum and dad had to put into having you? Do you know how happy they were to have decided to bless you with names like Rukevwe, Oshione, Chigozie, Gorokwe, Onokpemuemuemu, Oluwatosin, Ibukun, Enaholo, Njokwu, Aisha, Elizabeth and the likes of other names you are now too shy to identify with? No!  You have no idea at all. Rather, You have become so enmeshed in your daily romance with the new media that though you can't speak like the Britons and Americans (no matter how hard you try) because your Udaba accent has a way of screaming 'I'm from Ekperi' you've decided to take on their names plus other numerous nonsense and relegate your identity to trash. When will you learn to copy sense from these people you've chosen to identify with? Never! You'd rather copy trash like how best to