These days, there are sex tapes flying around everywhere on social media and the thirst to see, the nakedness of other people banging in the comfort of their homes is at an all time high.. What is triggering this craze? Its simple.. The children, teenagers and adults of today are copying blindly..
LOVE starts with a SMILE, grows with a KISS, and ends with a TEAR. DON’T cry over anyone who won’t cry over you. Good FRIENDS are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget. You can only go as far as you push. ACTIONS speak louder than words. The HARDEST thing to do is watch the one you love, love somebody else. Continue reading
Whats up with everyone?
In 2013, I saw a tweet where Yvonne Nelson threatened to block someone for teasing her about the Cocoa butter bleaching saga and the culprit just replied with: “Go and get more mortar and cement for this block” Lmfao! That was a deep, funny reply.. Yvonne Nelson promptly countered it with “YOUR ASS IS BLOCKED!! and I am sure the dude is still resting in her twitter block list till date.
There was also a tweet where a girl wrote “Who else thinks @JamesBlunt voice sucks?” James Blunt himself replied with “I knew my voice sucked until it made me millions of dollars” Another deep reply to shut the girl up.
Pokello (from Big Brother Africa and girlfriend of Elikem) recently wrote a long speech supposedly directed at a certain Instagram user who kept commenting under Pokello’s photos with her sex tape issue.. Pokello really gave it to her. Lord Forgive me, if I try to repeat some of the explicit words Pokello used on the girl.. PG 13+ is advised..
Also, one of the P-Square brothers tweeted something about welcoming someone on bored. The correct spelling should have been board. Someone else tweeted in response, “Rich but lacks education”. The P-Square twin promptly blocked him.
There are countless examples of Celebrity and Fan moments of madness. The WanLov Da Kubolor Facebook photo captions which always attract insults and curses upon his head, Ghanaian twitter users constantly teasing underground and mainstream artistes and the way we laugh at the English of The Black Players during pre and post match conferences. The list is endless but why do some people consistently seem to look for ways to knock down celebrities? It really baffles me.
Why do people always want to look for ways to mock and tease celebrities? Those people wear the best clothes, walk on red carpets, get interviewed on regular basis, win industry awards, sell their talent for large amounts of money, perform to sold out crowds, spend weekends in the choicest locations and hotels worldwide, cover magazine and spreads, and you still want to laugh at them for committing simple grammatical errors or because their English is not that great?
I thought the same with the Yvonne Nelson tweet. Yvonne Nelson may not be the most eloquent actress on our television screens, and lets just assume, she has bleached her skin with Cocoa Butter but she has starred in so many top notch movies, won a handful of Movie Industry Awards, has a Yvonne Nelson Glaucoma Foundation and even 3 year old kids recognize her on our television screens. We mock her, and then when we are done, we buy ‘Princess Tyra” movie disc and watch in the comfort of our homes, reinforcing the success of her brand and helping to make her even richer. Who is the bigger loser?
I am not talking about good natured teasing and little sarcasm. Those are perfectly normal and should even be expected. If you are a celebrity and no one is poking fun at you, that means you are not yet visible, but the aggression, unnecessary mockery and insults, threats and so on…
Well, that one in my opinion, is more reflective of the speaker than the one spoken of. I just felt like putting that out there.
The next topic up for discussion is Bishop TD Jakes, Tyler Perry, the million dollars and the anointing. I recently read a news article about Tyler Perry met Bishop TD Jakes, gave him a 1 million dollar donation and then, Tyler Perry requested to to lay his lands on him ( Bishop TD Jakes). Anyway in the comments section, some people were arguing about whether it was proper or not and so on and so forth and some people made comments to the effect that “Well, I am an average person, would TD Jakes let me lay hands on him? I bet he would not, Tyler Perry donated $1 million dollars and so TD Jakes let him, it was purely mercenary”
I want to share my opinion on this:
Tyler Perry might have gotten that access because of his position, but that does not make TD Jakes mercenary. It is very courteous that, if you are meeting someone that you admire or seek access to, you put together a gift (not a bribe please) to help make the right impression. A lot of Companies send gift cards, hampers etc etc to their cherished customers and clients every now and then. So what is the big deal?
My point is, any way you choose to look at it, it is life – these days, access is created based on what you carry everywhere. Bill Gates can make a request of any government in the world and see it granted, simply because of the immense weight and wealth he carries. Even as we are, there are certain people who have more access in our lives than others, simply because of their position on our personal scale.
Was TD Jakes so overwhelmed by the $1 million dollars cheque that he was willing to let Tyler Perry do anything he felt like? I do not think so. But did Tyler Perry’s gift create an opportunity or a chance for him to do something out of the ordinary? I believe so deeply.
I do not wish to get close enough to TD Jakes to lay hands on him, but I do intend to try and hone my gift giving skills to the extent that when I need to walk into certain circles or have to get something done, I will be assured that those doors of access will be opened to me. Simple and short!
Thank you very much for reading. Please remember this post, the next time, you go teasing, insulting or mocking a celebrity. Thank you so much for reading and please share your comments below.
Today, something very interesting happened on my way back home from town. You know in Ghana today, the mental institutions are filled to capacity with “people” and so therefore, there is no space to house more and the Government has not yet done anything about the plight of the “Crazies.” (Actually, we have just 2 mental institutions in Accra for a population of over 4 million people in the Nation’s Capital). What are the politicians we voted in power doing about Mental Health? I wonder guys..
Pathetic? Yes, I know right and so therefore, we have lunatics or mentally-challenged people roaming the streets of Accra. They bath on the highways, walk around stark naked, cross the roads indiscriminately, attack people on sidewalks and steal food from the food vendors. They can be found almost under any flyover or overheads in Accra (So much for Tourism Promotion?)
Yes. So today, I was walking and as usual, I came across a “mad man” walking in the opposite direction towards me. My inner self had this sorta prompting and so I crossed the street to the other side. There was a woman carrying bags walking behind me before I crossed the street, I did not know this until I had actually crossed. The “mad man” was talking to himself and throwing his hands about in the air. On getting close to the woman, he pressed her boobs.
Like Seriously, I was spell-bounded, shocked- any word in the dictionary which is synonymous to surprise could be used to describe that moment. A supposedly “mad person” knows where the soft spots of a woman is. Really? Seriously?
The victim of this ungodly act dropped her bags immediately and she started hurling insults at the “mad man” and all the “mad man” could do was to make faces and do “Bronx cheers” at her.
I watched closely and observed everything and a lot of questions were popping up in my head very quickly. “What if He slapped her?” “What if he was holding a sharp object like a knife?” “What if he forcibly grabbed the woman and tried to do something silly?” “What if this happened at night?” The “What Ifs” were many. I have actually heard of a sad story where the “mad man” gave a heavy unprovoked slap to a man walking by. The slap was so heavy, the victim lost some teeth.
Its very dangerous to have these characters roaming the streets of Accra and I am hoping the Authorities step up and do something about this menace. It may be just a fondle, but you never know what it will be the next time?” and my only advice to my readers, is this:
If you are ever walking, and you meet this “kinda people”. Just cross the street to the other side. It is for your own safety. Don’t try walking by them. They can do you a lot of harm. Its very important!
Please don’t keep your thoughts in your head, share them in the comment box below.
Whats up everyone? I am back again. I am really starting to think that, some Ghanaian girls have the ability of not having the ability to feel shame about what they do. In short, they are shameless.
Let me tell you a story:
Well, there were two girls living in the same community with me. Lets call them Akosua and Akweley for purposes of this writing but those are not their real names though.. I had never spoken to them before, but anytime I was walking with a friend, who had come into close contact with them. My friend would mutter under his breath, very abusive words against those girls. I heard, they were the hood whores, who offered sexual favors to men for money.
In Dec 2013, one of them, Akosua moved from the hood because her whore mongering could no longer pay for her rented single room, and she had been caught several times with different men (married men were no exception) and got involved in several street fights with partners of her clients.. All these factors booted her out from the neighborhood..
Recently, an issue took place in the neighborhood with Akweley. I was walking, minding my business and then, this gorilla (Lord Forgive Me) with no job, and who still lives with his mother, started wolf- whistling for Akweley to stop. She did not stop and then the dude started dissing her with a lot of hurtful words associated with sex..
I saw the whole incident, and then I took a detour and headed in the direction, Akweley was taking. That was the first time, I was going to talk to her but I had to. She was surprised at me walking up to her, because she probably heard i don’t talk to trash Ghanaian girls like her.. (Pardon Me) She attempted to wash the guilt and shame of what she does, but telling me she had a child at age 19, and there was no stable man in her life to take care of her. She was also embarrassed to be living with her mother at age 22, who is really struggling to help her take care of her son..
It was so disheartening and if you looked up the words: shame and disgrace, her name should be have been a synonym..
But what I don’t get is why some Ghanaian girls think, its funny, to be in such an embarrassing position, where they are only thought of and used as a piece of garbage. Many Ghanaian men want nothing else to do with Ghanaian girls than to fuck them and that’s it.
Many Ghanaian girls paint that picture of being sexual objects to satisfy a man’s pleasure, and they accept such mentality about themselves, and then try to laugh and giggle their way through, such very ignorant things they do on a daily basis, and then they get laughed at on Social Media, with their nude pictures and sex tapes all over the internet.. But unfortunately, they don’t see it this way.. It is very, very sad and pathetic..
I am still in the International Women’s Day spirit. This past Saturday was International Women’s Day, a day to inspire girls and celebrate women’s achievements and, in many countries, an official holiday. I am not the only one, some Ghanaian television stations have declared March as the Month of The African Woman..
I have always maintained my argument anytime the issue of prostitution and whores (Ghanaian boys call them Shashees) pops up for discussion. I keep saying that the prostitutes of today are no longer the “Old Women” we all used to know. They are with us. Students by day, prostitutes at night. Bills, hostel fees, school fees have to be paid somehow and in this kind of economy we are in, they are using, what they have to get what they want/need.. That is not to say I support what they do but I am not condemning them either..
For some people, prostitution is just standing by the roadside, getting picked up by a flashy car, all for money. That is just as low as life can get for some many Ghanaian girls.
But history, as we know it is full of stories. Stories of prostitutes who used their skills to influence higher powers and society.. And they changed the world..
I am going to focus on just one of them and her name was Rahab.
Rahab The Prostitute:
Welcome to Jericho. Rahab probably came from a poor family with a sick, dying mother and a father who abandoned the family in search of smaller girls.. Lets also imagine, she has 3 younger siblings who were constantly sacked from school for not paying their school fees. Bills have to be paid, and so what does Rahab do?
She stands at street corners and dark places, granting sex favours to clients, all for the money to take care of her family..
But by all accounts, she was good at it too.. Because, by the time, she comes up in the Bible, she had her her own house and made a comfortable income by sleeping with men..
What made her great?
The Israelites were on their way to the Promised Land. They had been living in the desert for over 30 years and then God instructed them to take possession of Jericho. Joshua, the leader of the Israelites, sent out two spies to scout the City of Jericho. The two young Jews did their job and then sought refuge at Rahab’s house. The Bible did not state why they chose to stay there but it was obvious that, the two Jews were scouting the City to know its strengths and weaknesses.
The King of Jericho heard about the two spies and sent out his soldiers to look for them. Rahab hid the two men, and then convinced the soldiers, that the spies were hiding somewhere else..Because of Rahab’s smartness, the spies were able to bring important imformation back to Joshua which helped the Israelites conquer the City of Jericho..
That is right. Believe whatever you want to believe about the Bible but it is right there in the Old Testament, that the course of history was turned by a prostitute with a good heart. She saved the world and was saved from the destruction of Jericho herself..
God can use anybody, anytime, any day. You just have to avail yourself to Him wholeheartedly. It is not right to judge people and please keep that in mind, the next time, you are congratulating yourself for sleeping with a guy without asking for his money. Hypocrites Like Us..
Tomorrow is International Women’s Day to celebrate all women worldwide. The women who are fighting the cause for gender balance and equality, and who are struggling daily to make the world a better place to live in. I wish all women, a Happy International Women’s Day..
As a Ghanaian boy, born and bred in Ghana, I am aware of some of the customs and traditions of the Ghanaian People. Our mentality and the way we look at things is different from that of our Western brothers and sisters.
If I should pass a paper to my father to write down, his top 10 commandments for me, you will be surprised at some of the items on his list: Don’t go getting a girl pregnant, Don’t do drugs or alcohol, Don’t mingle or roll with people of certain tribal backgrounds and the rest.
Let me paint the picture for you:
Most Ghanaian children blessed with a television in their father’s living room have watched Aladdin and Jasmine on TV before. It is a very interesting cartoon where Princess Jasmine falls in love with a thief called Aladdin who has a blue Genie as his guide and a monkey for a friend. Princess Jasmine’s dad is the pompous but kind ruler of Agrabah, and Aladdin like I said earlier is just a petty street pickpocket.
This Disney cartoon set me thinking. So what if I become a father in future and then, my Princess Jasmine brings to my African home, an Aladdin and then she introduces him as the one she wants to marry and settle down with?? Maybe her Aladdin may not exactly be the Street thief like in the Disney Cartoon but let imagine if he is a poor boy with a lot of promise. An Aladdin for a son-in-law?
Imagine him sitting across the family dining table by my lovely daughter, and me, (in my spectacles) just staring and staring at him, scrutinizing him from head to toe, his dressings, his composure, and all other irrelevant details about him, just to get something negative to say about him, probably as the reasons not to accept him and break off their engagement..
Now let me tell you a story:
A night security guard, lets call him Henry, in my community was dating his Rich Master’s daughter secretly, and every night, when the night was cold, and all eyes were heavy with sleep in the house, she will tiptoe to the Security Guard room and make love to him. This was going on for well over 3 months without anybody noticing. Well, until one morning when the family woke up to the shocking news that, Kuukua was pregnant with Henry’s baby. All hell broke loose in the house. The Rich Man called it an abomination and wanted the child aborted immediately.. How could his “Princess Jasmine” stoop so low to sleep with an “Aladdin”? His wife resisted the idea and supported her daughter through her pregnancy period until delivery.
Our culture does not allow certain things: there is social segregation everywhere and a lot of tribal and ethnic differences. Some bad perceptions about some particular tribes, and there is no real inter marriages among some particular ethnic groups in Ghana. And Heaven Forbids, the daring ones, who refuse to stick to such old fashioned mentality.
Gradually, the Rich Man started seeing what Kuukua saw in Henry and slowly but surely accepted him as his Son-in-law.. Rich Man supported him with a start-up company to manage and take care of his own family.
So what if my daughter brings home an Aladdin for a son-in-law? I will have no other choice than to accept him albeit some resistance. Everybody deserves a chance to prove themselves, and I will give the “Aladdin” that chance to prove himself. In the end, it really does not matter. If my daughter is happy. I am happy, and when the wedding is over, all they will be left with is each other; and the decision they made to be with each other. I can not stop true love. I may try but I will fail in the long run, and if I am unlucky, live with the resentment of my daughter forever.
True Love is the love that surpasses race, social status, logic, tribal backgrounds and skin color. It makes you do crazy things. True Love is what will cause you to close all barriers, look past what people will say, and what they will think, and concentrate on the other person. The one you want to be with. Your soul mate.
On 6th day of March, 1957, Ghana, my motherland was born. The independence of Ghana was declared by the Osagyefo Dr. Kwame Nkrumah after a hard fought battle from The British Colonial Rule . On that day, the Ghana National Anthem was played for the first time and it was such a joyous occasion for all Ghanaians. I have heard the Independence tape severally and seen it a couple of times on TV, and the atmosphere was one of togetherness and love.
Dr. Kwame Nkrumah was hell burnt of proving to the White Man that, The Black Man was capable of managing his own affairs and he did prove it as the first president of Ghana, before he passed away. He built 200 State Owned Enterprises, the Akosombo Hydro Electric Dam which until recently was the only source of Electricity in Ghana, The Tema Motorway, Universities, just to mention a few of his achievements and Ghana back then, was described as The Gate Way To Africa.
Fast Forward, 57 years later and where are we as a people? We have had Military Regimes intermittently up until 1992 when the 1992 Constitution came in being and Ghana chartered a course towards Democracy. Where we are as a people now, is not where The Osagyefo envisaged Ghana to be in 57 years. Malaysia had independence, just about the same time as Ghana but Malaysia in 50+ years has become an Asian Tiger. A powerhouse. Where did we go wrong as a people??
Bad Economic Management over the years, Foreign Imposed Policies and over dependence on foreign aid, huge trade deficits, the lack of Visionary Leadership and Corruption among top public officials are some of the major reasons to blame for our Problems. The Osagyefo maybe turning in his grave and weeping. This is not the Ghana, he envisaged in 57 years. But it is well. The Current Administration (led by John Dramani Mahama) is promising a change of direction like all the previous administrations. For once, we need clear cut plans, ideas and policies to propel this country Ghana to The Promised Land. Mahama says he is the Moses, only time will tell whether he truly is or otherwise.
The Constant Power Outages, the almost non- existent water supply, the bad roads, corruption, bad economic management, the drastic depreciation of the Ghanaian Cedi to other international currencies. huge housing deficits, high bank interest rates are Ghana at 57 problems. So I wrote a #SpokenWord which I will hopefully record with the right instrumentals later, I entitled it “Frustrations” and here it goes.:
I don’t call this a poem. Its #SpokenWord. I call it “Frustrations” and its Dedicated To John Dramani Mahama.. 🙂
This economy is full of frustration.
Spreading very fast over our desperate nation.
Ghanaians tuning in to Radio Stations.
Where is the fat salary? What is my motivation?
The government may be lying. Giving misinformation.
And the MPs say nothing. They are supposed to be our representation.
it pisses me off. Call that my irritation.
We need to take to the streets. Hold demonstrations.
To vent our anger. Our everyday frustrations.
Mahama, please try and remove all the complications.
Pave the way, make it smooth for us- Determination!
Provide us our basic needs- Self actualization!
Everybody now, is talking about free education..
Really, It is a just a waste of public attention..
I honestly believe, that requires a lot of preparation.
Where is Ghana heading? What is our future destination?
Whats happeneing to our denomination?
The cedi is losing its value- Depreciation!
I am sick of all the speeches and presentations
Most are them are untrue- pure exaggerations.
Pastors preaching to their congregation.
Jesus is coming soon. We all need salvation..
In this country full of corruption..
Repent! Repent! A brother is reading Revelations.
Getting fed up of this situation.
Light Off. Light On. Power interruptions.
ECG have a funny way of showing their affection
No water supply? I get the deep connection..
What we need is real transformation
25 million Ghanaians. A believing population..
We are not loooking for perfection.
We are hoping for economic redemption.
I dream of a better Ghana- Beautiful Illustrations!
March 5, 2014..
Those are some of my thoughts about Ghana @ 57. I hope things get better soon, so that on Ghana @ 58. I will have many positive things to write about. Long Live Ghana! Happy Birthday Ghana!! Long Live The Legacy Of The Osagyefo!!
Below are some random pictures related to Ghana. Thank you for reading. God Bless Us All.. Its @isavedhersoul on twitter..
In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion.”– Albert Camus
2014. 2014 is here and whether we like it or yes, another year has come. This year, I resolved not to write any new year resolutions because, after all, the truth is we never really accomplish all the resolutions we write down. We don’t follow it to the end. The resolutions about losing weight, chasing dreams, stop following and spending on women, stop chasing men etc etc are not followed through to the latter. So why bother? Why waste precious time to sit down, scribble those rules which later become like a personal prison where a brother wants to break free from? Oh well, I guess its just a yearly ritual..
I have been somehow quiet of late. A state of mind between shutting up and being the talkative. A friend whispered into my ears recently to stop “Kim Kardasianing” on Facebook (Comedy) and talk about the real social issues- his words though, not mine.
I have been quiet, just observing and I feel like some sort of negativity is creeping into me. It is gradually eating me up and weighing me down. Its source is from a few people in my life who always complain about their lives. I am not talking about the occasional venting of frustrations. We all need to release our feelings of disappointments sometimes and we all experience ups and downs. We all experience times of imbalance in relationships and we definitely have to talk to the people we love and trust for advice, moral support and prayers.
The negativity, i am talking about here is the type that blames everyone else or their problems but themselves. When you try to show them alternative ways of doing things- they just brush you off and they carry on down the road of blaming everyone else. Should you continue to open yourself up to them and listen to them, they mistake you for a dumping ground. They take away your energy and joy.
Lately, I feel like all the ways I have to make myself happy (meditation, music, movies) are not helping me overcome the negativity. Anytime, I leave their presence, I feel drained of strength. They kill my vibe and my enthusiasm.. “They kill our confidence before the songs finish. But we was born winners” That is the best way to describe such friends..
So here is what I have done this year? I have cut ties with such negative people. It is my first New Year resolution. I have realized, I need to politely eject myself from relationships that are not basically uplifting and supportive before I start to view life as a dark shadow and infect others with that bad outlook.
If you have a cancer growing on your body, you cut it off before the cancer spreads and destroys other parts of your body. I think that sometimes you need to do the same with bad relationships before they contaminate your life, before you turn into someone you don’t want to be.
Let them talk. Say whatever they like. At the end of the day, it comes down to only one person. You! You are your biggest fan! The energy of the people in your life can have a serious effect on you, and it is not easy to dispel, the negative vibes and people. I feel happier 8 or 9 days after taking this bold decision.
You are the Company, you keep. Show me your friend and I will tell, your character. Remember when people are doing their worst to you, God is doing the great work within you. Don’t worry. Be Happy..
Thank you for reading and don’t keep your thoughts in your head. Share them below in the comment box.
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Delusional people (especially social media freaks) always want to talk about Haters. Delusion is living in a make believe fantasy world that you have created for yourself. It is a world where you are in total control, where you feel comfortable, where no one can judge you and if they do judge you, they aren’t telling you the truth. they are HATING 😦
I see people online all the time, shouting to their haters and shouting out to the people that don’t see them SHINE. You are not lying to me, Facebook or to the world. You are lying to yourself. These wannabe haters you are making noise about don’t exist, because in reality they see you for the real type of person you are, the biggest hater YOU have is YOURSELF.
IF you look in the mirror everyday and you think you see perfectness, you are delusional, and that is what wannabes do. They hate on themselves and spread hate to other people because, they take only what they want to hear in life. “The worst of all frauds is too cheat oneself”.
Let me be clear, nobody is perfect but the truth is, there are people on this planet who are doing better than you. I don’t care who you think you are, someone is more experienced, more intelligent, more spiritual, richer, stronger and faster than you and if you are trying to do better for yourself as a person, you will have to listen, observe the better person and learn. Stop whining and complaining.
What you want to hear is not what you always need to hear. What you need to hear is the truth. A harsh truth is never HATE. Habits can be broken and we can free ourselves from the “HATE” Prison we have built around ourselves. Nobody is hating on you. So wannabes, you can continue to pretend in your wannabe world or you can deal with reality. Some of you may even talk trash about everything you just read. I am okay if you do because the reality is “People cannot change the truth but “the truth can change people.
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